Chapter 388 - 192: Punk Soldiers

To be fair, the Frenzied Skeleton’s physique had been enhanced to the point where it was stronger than most Skeleton Undead. While it couldn’t compare to Skeletons that specialized in Constitution or Power, it was by no means weak. If even *it* couldn’t handle the Jet Shooter-1’s recoil, how could any other Undead possibly withstand it?

’Am I supposed to equip the Elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warriors with the Jet Shooter-1?’

’That’s just absurd. The proportions would be all wrong.’

Ordinary Skeleton Undead couldn’t use the Jet Shooter-1 at all. A single shot would probably shatter their Soul Fire.

At this thought, Li Ziyu fell silent. It felt as if he’d... maybe... possibly... fallen into another giant pit dug by the system. ’Wait, why did I think ’another’?’

Glancing at the Frenzied Skeleton, which was still hopping around in excitement, Li Ziyu walked over to the thick wooden plank. Whether he would use the Jet Shooter-1 in the future depended on its actual power.

Upon reaching the plank, Li Ziyu drew in a sharp breath.

The wooden plank, which was thicker than his palm, had its top third completely obliterated. Li Ziyu figured the recoil had caused the Frenzied Skeleton to lose its grip, jerking the barrel upward as it fired. The remaining two-thirds of the plank was riddled with several holes the size of half a fist, punched clean through.

The Frenzied Skeleton had fired from about twenty meters away. Looking at this devastation, ’What the hell could withstand that at a range of twenty meters?’

The size of the impact holes was beyond what any normal shotgun could do; it looked like the plank had been blasted by a sniper rifle!

’A true superweapon!’

’I have to keep it. I absolutely have to!’

Seeing the wretched state of the plank, Li Ziyu made a decision on the spot. He had to find a way to equip his Undead Army with the Jet Shooter-1. With these things, who would he have to fear in close combat? ’I’ll blast you to smithereens!’

’Even if your hide is thick, and one blast doesn’t kill you, I’ll just give you another. I guarantee it’ll send you to meet your maker.’

This sparked Li Ziyu’s curiosity. ’What did the ancient Undead design the Jet Shooter-1 for, anyway? What kind of enemy would require such a powerful shotgun?’

’Surely they didn’t use it to fight Giant Dragons, did they?’

’Come to think of it, with the Jet Shooter-1’s power, it might actually be possible to shatter a Giant Dragon’s scales. The problem was its twenty-meter range. What Giant Dragon would be foolish enough to let you get that close? It would just blast you with Dragon Breath from a distance, and the fight would be over before you could even get a shot off.’

’Whatever. I’ll stop thinking about that for now. I need to figure out how to actually put the Jet Shooter-1 to use.’

Li Ziyu walked up to the Frenzied Skeleton. Seeing the thing was still spazzing out, he raised a hand to its skull. SMACK!

While the Frenzied Skeleton was stunned, Li Ziyu snatched the shotgun and retreated to his room.

Before, he’d been so focused on just unlocking the weapon. Now, upon closer inspection, Li Ziyu discovered that in order to use the Jet Shooter-1, he had to unlock a specific type of Undead first!

After inventing the Jet Shooter-1, the ancient Skeleton Undead had run into the exact same problem. The weapon was more than powerful enough, but the Skeleton Undead couldn’t handle the recoil. Forget about rapid fire; they couldn’t even withstand a single shot.

So, those brilliant Undead didn’t think to develop a new weapon. Instead, they mulled over how to solve the recoil problem. After all, they had put so much effort into developing it; they couldn’t just abandon it, right? So, they threw immense manpower and resources at the problem, and after a great deal of time, they finally found a solution: modifying themselves!

That’s right. Their solution was to modify themselves. Their logic was, if the weapon could be made from alloys, why couldn’t they use alloys to reinforce their own skeletons so they could use the Jet Shooter-1?

’Holy shit! Leave it to a bunch of brainless wonders to decide the best solution was to modify themselves!’ Li Ziyu slapped his forehead in resignation.

Reading these records, Li Ziyu felt like he should just abandon the Jet Shooter-1 he had painstakingly unlocked and move on to researching more advanced weapons. But reality told him: no.

Because basically all the subsequent firearms required modified Undead to use them. It was a whole other branch of bizarre, punk-inspired technology. It made Li Ziyu marvel at the Undeads’ bizarre thought processes. ’No, wait,’ he corrected himself, ’it’s not a matter of thought processes. They’re Skeletons. They don’t even have brains.’

’So, what now?’

’Keep researching, what else is there to do? I’ve already come this far; it would be a shame to throw it all away. Luckily, I have the system. I don’t have to start from scratch like the original Skeleton Undead. As long as I have enough resources and find the right path, I’ll unlock it eventually!’

After testing the Jet Shooter-1, Li Ziyu dove back into his room, once again going into seclusion to unlock new technologies.

Thanks to his experience developing the Jet Shooter-1, Li Ziyu now knew how to approach unlocking new tech. He had already unlocked many of the basic technologies in the process.

When Liu Xingxing and Zhang Peng returned, they found Li Ziyu was in seclusion again. They asked Mengmeng and learned that he had emerged once to test an incredibly loud and powerful weapon before locking himself away again.

The two men exchanged glances, wondering what Li Ziyu had cooked up this time, before leaving again to continue their journey.

Time flew by during his research. In a flash, more than ten days had passed.

"It’s done!" Looking at the newly available unit, Li Ziyu threw his hands in the air and cheered.

In order to develop this new unit, Li Ziyu had built a new structure: the Skeleton Transformation Workshop.

[Skeleton Transformation Workshop]

[Introduction: Don’t think of this place as normal. Nothing here is. It can transform anything... and destroy some things, too!]