A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World

Mobai’s apology was very sincere, and he did appear to have taken appropriate measures prior to the experiment. He had set up three magic shields, and kept the dosage of materials the same, but he had added… some powdered beast core?

An explosion of that caliber was impossible to set off without a sufficient amount of explosives. From the crater at the center of the forge, it could be deduced that Mobai had been conducting his experiment at least 500 meters below the ground.

The fact that the explosion was still able to cause such massive damage despite occurring so deep underground was a testament to its power. The explosives created by Mobai were clearly incapable of producing such devastating effects, which indicated that the powdered beast core that he had added was crucial.

“Even so, I hope you can avoid doing these experiments at home in the future. I have a responsibility to keep Amy and my customers safe.” Mag nodded in response. He could accept Mobai’s explanation, but he couldn’t allow Mobai to keep doing those dangerous experiments so close to the restaurant.

“I will. After what happened today, I wouldn’t dare to continue doing these experiments at home.” Mobai nodded apologetically before rubbing his hands together with excitement, and continued, “Speaking of which, I seem to have found a way to enhance the power of the explosions. Adding just a small pinch of powdered beast core has already increased its power more than a thousandfold. If I add even more, won’t my explosives pose a threat even to giant dragons?”

After coming to an understanding with Mobai, Mag’s expression eased significantly. As long as he didn’t do those experiments at home, Mag didn’t care what he did.

Furthermore, he was also quite interested in finding ways to enhance the power of explosions. After all, he was living in a dangerous world, and he still couldn’t get that RPG from the system. Perhaps he could create explosives of his own to defend himself.

Just thinking about being able to set up two RPGs outside the restaurant struck him with an indescribable sense of excitement.

Gunpowder hadn’t even been invented in the alternate world yet, but Mobai had created a bomb that was even more terrifying than TNT. Mag couldn’t help but feel a hint of admiration toward Mobai. Could it be that he was the legendary Hexplosives Expert ¹ ?

“If you have enough quantity and can compress the energy, it may be able to bring down a giant dragon.” Mag nodded, and contemplated momentarily before continuing, “But if your target is a giant dragon, I suggest that you focus on using compression to increase energy density rather than solely focus on increasing the power output. Then, create something that could launch your explosives as a projectile so the explosion can take place right beside the giant dragon.”

“What would I be able to use to launch my explosives?” Mobai asked as his eyes immediately lit up. It was a problem that had been bothering him for a long time. He turned an expectant gaze toward Mag, hoping that he would provide an answer.

“A cannon,” Mag replied.

“Cannon?” Mobai was confused.

“Yes, a cannon, something that can shoot a projectile toward a giant dragon.” Mag nodded.

“Warning! What you’re doing is very dangerous! It is very possible that your actions will drastically increase the development of the Norland Continent, resulting in abnormal development of this entire world!” The system’s stern voice sounded.

“System, gunpowder was invented in the Tang dynasty. Even though it was used in some subsequent battles, it only managed to replace bows and arrows a thousand years down the track. Don’t accuse me of trying to change the world; those accusations are completely unwarranted.” Mag pursed his lips before continuing, “Besides, I didn’t invent gunpowder in this world. This guy has already invented TNT! I can only marvel at a prodigy like him.”

The system fell silent.

“Is there really something like that? What is this cannon thing?” Mobai couldn’t help but take a couple of steps toward Mag. His eyes were shimmering with excitement; what Mag was proposing was something that resonated deeply with him.

“A cannon is a projectile-launching device. However, it is only a theoretical construct that exists in my mind. It’s yet to be decided whether it can be replicated in real life.” Mag shook his head with a smile.

“Then, can you tell me about it? I’m in desperate need of something like that. If it’s feasible, I’m happy to pay you for the idea.” Mobai stared at Mag with an intense light in his eyes.

“I’m not in need of money. It’s just that there have been people who have been causing trouble for the restaurant recently. If you succeed in creating a weapon that can take out giant dragons, can you craft one for me and set it up in front of my restaurant so I can intimidate others?” Mag asked with a smile.

“Of course. If I do succeed, that won’t be a problem at all.” Mobai faltered momentarily before nodding.

“I haven’t thought through it very well yet, but perhaps it can provide some inspiration to you. Come and have a seat in my restaurant.” Mag nodded before turning toward his restaurant.

Mobai looked down at his blackened clothes and hands, and he shook his head as he refused, “I… I think I’ll have to pass on that offer for now. I’ve already called some people to come over and repair the shops. Plus, I’ve got dirt all over me, and your restaurant will open soon. I don’t want to negatively impact your business.”

“That’s alright. Come on in. The staff will clean up the restaurant before we open. There are some things that I can only explain to you through the use of diagrams.” Mag continued to walk toward the restaurant without even turning his head.

Mobai hesitated momentarily before trailing along behind him.

“Wash your face and hands first.” Mag emerged from the kitchen with a basin filled with water.

“Thank you.” Mobai could sense that Mag had been repressing his rage the entire time, but that anger seemed to have transformed into respect and a hint of admiration.

Mag carried away the basin of water, which had turned black, and brought out a cup of water for Mobai. He then placed some paper and a pen on the table. He sat down in a chair, and smiled as he said to Mobai, “Have some water. What I’m about to elaborate on next will be a little complex, so just take in as much as you can. In any case, it’ll be too early for you to worry about making cannons before you make your explosives more stable.”

“Explosives?” Mobai took a sip of water before turning a perplexed gaze toward Mag.

Mag immediately came to the realization that the term “explosives” didn’t yet exist in that world. Thus, he smiled, and asked, “What do you plan on calling that exploding thing that you created today?”

“When you put it that way, explosives isn’t a bad name.” Mobai thought carefully about it before nodding.

“Alright, we’ll call it explosives for now. A cannon is something that uses gunpowder to create powerful propulsion force in a sealed space. That force will launch the compressed explosive through a barrel, creating an explosion in the end.” Mag drew a few diagrams on the paper before pointing to the barrel, and seriously said, “So this is roughly what it would look like.”