Chapter 70: Posting a Thread

This post is very popular, and many people are browsing it; not long after, someone replied under the information Meng Yifan posted.

"You can transmigrate just by clicking a game interface? There's actually such a magical game? Please recommend this game to me; I want to transmigrate too."

"Haha, your method of transmigration is too casual. Look at web novels: the protagonists there are either struck by lightning and transmigrate, or they are playing a game while charging their phone, then the phone leaks electricity, the protagonist gets electrocuted to death and transmigrates; at the very least, they jump off a cliff to commit suicide and then transmigrate. You just click a game and transmigrate—nobody would believe that if you said it."

"Exactly. You click a game and can transmigrate? Then may I ask, who developed such an awesome game? The Creator? And why did he choose to let you transmigrate? Could it be that you are the legendary Son of Heaven?"

Meng Yifan browsed the netizens' comments; everyone felt his statement was just nonsense, and no one believed that someone had actually transmigrated into another world just because they clicked on a game.

"Is there no one else who transmigrated like me?" Meng Yifan frowned. Perhaps there might be other transmigrators in this world like him, but they hadn't seen this message yet, or they had seen it but didn't reply.

The countdown on the Game Panel was ticking away rapidly, second by second. Meng Yifan had no time to wait here; he had to use this limited time to do something to prepare for his return to the Great Martial Heavenly Dynasty World.

Meng Yifan had a basement dug in his villa, and no one knew that his basement was comparable to a small arsenal: Desert Eagle, AK47, Barrett Sniper Rifle, Czech ZB26 machine gun, bazooka, hand grenades—everything was there. In our country, where gun control is extremely strict, who would have thought that such a large amount of weapons and equipment was hidden in a villa in the city?

Meng Yifan hoped that the next time he transmigrated, he would be able to bring these guns and ammunition with him; then he would have the confidence to crush Third Grade Martial Artists. Whoever dared to come and arrest him, he would just pick up a machine gun and mow them all down.

"I probably can't bring them over." Meng Yifan shook his head and rejected this idea, because his transmigration was a soul-transmigration; even his body had turned into that of a ten-year-old boy, so how could he possibly bring guns and ammunition over?

"It seems I can only bring some useful knowledge, but what kind of knowledge should I bring?" Meng Yifan had worked as a mercenary for several years; he could obtain blueprints for manufacturing guns and ammunition through some special channels, but if he wanted to manufacture modern firearms in the Great Martial Heavenly Dynasty, it would involve a series of metallurgical manufacturing processes.

Not to mention him, a mercenary, even if a skilled worker from an arsenal were to transmigrate, without modern mechanical equipment and steel, they would be unable to manufacture guns and ammunition.

The technological level of the Great Martial Heavenly Dynasty was similar to the late Ming Dynasty and early Qing Dynasty; one could only make innovative modifications based on the existing technological level.

Meng Yifan was thinking rapidly in his mind about how to quickly improve his strength. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and posted a consultation thread on a very popular forum, set for half an hour. After half an hour, Meng Yifan would choose one answer from the netizens' responses and reward them with one thousand yuan.

"If you transmigrated to the late Ming Dynasty, with the technological level of that year, how would you maximize the power of weapons to defeat all enemies and unify the world?"

Meng Yifan's question was a paid Q&A with a prize of up to one thousand yuan, which was already a very high amount online. As soon as it was posted, it attracted a lot of onlookers.

"Transmigrating to the late Ming? Is the original poster planning to write a novel about transmigrating to the late Ming? Then you must vigorously develop firearms. Actually, you don't need to engage in any technological inventions; the Ming Dynasty's level of firearms was already very advanced, enough to crush the Manchu Tartars who rode horses and shot arrows. It's just that in the manufacturing process, officials at all levels were corrupt and cut corners severely, which led to Bird Guns and cannons being prone to exploding."

"You only need to organize a group of craftsmen who make guns and cannons, invest sufficient raw materials, and then strictly control the quality. Engrave the maker's name on every Bird Gun and cannon; those with excellent quality get rewards, and those with poor quality get heavy punishment. If a soldier dies because a firearm explodes, the maker must also be executed," a netizen named Zui Shusheng replied.

Meng Yifan nodded after reading this answer; this person's words did have some truth to them. It was a pity that he wasn't trying to manufacture firearms in large quantities right now, but rather wanted to manufacture some powerful firearms to deal with Martial Artists of the Third Grade and above.

Meng Yifan continued to read down. A netizen named 'Transmigrate to Qing but don't rebel, chrysanthemum with an electric drill' replied: "The original poster is trying to write a transmigration novel, right? It seems we are in the same line of work. I can answer this question of yours. I don't know if the original poster has heard of the Multi-Barrel Revolving Cannon invented by Zhao Shizhen of the Ming Dynasty."

"This kind of weapon has fierce firepower; the largest can reach 18 barrels. After adding the outer casing, it looks like a pipa. After firing, it can continue to be used as a cold weapon. This weapon can provide continuous firepower output, up to 28 consecutive shots; it is simply a machine gun. As long as it is manufactured in large quantities, the Manchu cavalry's archery will be a joke in front of it."

"There is also the flame thrower; that thing is also called a Fierce Fire Oil Cabinet. Fierce Fire Oil is just petroleum. Once produced, its power is no less than the flame throwers used today."

This netizen 'Transmigrate to Qing but don't rebel' was a web novelist. In order to write his novel well, he must have checked a large amount of information. Under his reply, there was a link. Meng Yifan opened it and saw that it was actually the detailed manufacturing method for the Multi-Barrel Revolving Cannon and the Fierce Fire Oil Cabinet, and there were even some suggestions for improvement.

Meng Yifan's eyes lit up when he saw this. This netizen had great ideas. His suggestion was to enlarge the Multi-Barrel Revolving Cannon and make it into an 18-barrel Cannon, which could fire 18 shells continuously, easily achieving firepower coverage and tearing apart the enemy's camp.

As the saying goes, one person's wisdom is short, but the wisdom of the masses is long; it was indeed very true. Meng Yifan was just about to adopt this reply when he suddenly saw another reply.

"If you want to manufacture powerful firearms with the technological level of the late Ming Dynasty, I suggest the original poster look into the Congreve Rocket."

"As everyone knows, China could already manufacture rockets propelled by gunpowder in the Song Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty also had rockets: the 'Beehive', the 'Divine Fire Flying Crow', the 'Fire Dragon Issuing from the Water', the Feikong Jize Zhentianlei Pao, and so on."

"The rockets of our ancient country also had considerable power, but they had a significant drawback: after being launched, the trajectory was uncertain. Where they would eventually hit, only Heaven knows."