Ice Sea Lord: Starting with Intelligence Update

The gun gleamed brightly in the sunlight, as if it were brand new.

It looks very luxurious and doesn't resemble a weapon; strictly speaking, it's more like a ceremonial object.

The gun is short, decorated with an old Western pattern, and has no magazine. It looks like it fires like a short-barreled gun.

At first glance, it looks like nothing more than a flashy but impractical thing.

He casually picked it up in his hand, pondered it briefly, and suddenly became quite interested.

The moment he touched it, a long string of subtitles appeared in He Feng's mind.

It is related to

[Item: Mourner's Pistol]

[Weapons dropped by Tier 2 BOSS]

[Special Feature: Possesses a finishing move capability, ignoring the evolved user's defense. It can condense the user's battle aura into a projectile, causing damage equivalent to that of a regular firearm to an ordinary person. It is exceptionally effective against high-level monsters!]

[Negative Effect: The longer you use it, the clearer you will understand the monster's language will become over time.]

[Comment: I said okay, I think your gun is empty.]

Without any warning, this information flooded into He Feng's brain like a stream of fish, giving him no time to react.

After a brief moment of silent reflection, He Feng was suddenly filled with an indescribable excitement.

"This is another weapon dropped by a BOSS, and its effect is not even as good as my previous Bone-Piercing Ice Blade."

The text makes it very clear that this is a pistol that can treat everyone equally.

There are no restrictions on rank; it is only related to the strength of the gun wielder.

Once the target is hit, it's not impossible to end the battle with a single shot!

What He Feng currently lacks is a ranged weapon sufficient to deal with enemies who are also evolved beings.

The power of an evolved being's fists and feet is merely the ferocity of a common man. What if the opponent's superpowers have some unreasonable mechanisms?

A mourner's pistol, capable of instantly killing or severely injuring someone, would perfectly compensate for this.

but.

He Feng frowned, unsure of the negative effects of the information.

Should gun owners be taught the language of monsters?

How could this be a negative effect? ​​Learning a foreign language without doing anything is something to dream about and laugh to death.

But... would learning the language of monsters be the same?

He Feng was filled with doubts and uncertainties.

He patted the top of his head to calm his wandering mind, and at that moment he laughed at his own unwarranted caution.

The sea is filled with monsters that howl and roar day and night; even a little bit of useful information would be appreciated.

In his view, those wandering monsters were no different from rotting flesh that could only move, which made his seemingly profound conspiracy theories laugh in disbelief.

He Feng then tentatively took out the bracelet to try and access the gun's information, and unsurprisingly, the answer was a blank page.

This wasn't really unexpected.

The higher the level of the sea, the more limited the database that the fortress can access becomes.

Therefore, when some Tier 1 fortresses discover valuable items, they may sell them off at a low price because they have no idea where they came from.

Thus, they missed out on this immense wealth and fortune.

This requires timely input of data about this place to ensure that we don't suffer a huge loss from someone else's grand slam.

He had readily available information from the Rockblaster's database center, so he wasn't in a hurry; this matter could be resolved now.

Trying not to think too much, she stuffed the small gun into the polyester trench coat pocket on the side of her body and walked back to the construction site where people were busy dismantling the Blast Rock equipment.

At this moment.

Led by Ji Chun, a group of engineers were carrying wrenches, pliers, argon gas cutting knives, and countless other engineering equipment.

Her face was flushed and her ears were red, like a wife who had been away for a long time, wishing she could bury herself in the pile of wreckage and cleverly dismantle all the valuable equipment bit by bit along the weak points.

The musket first etched a yellowish, faint line into the steel. After adding a little oxidant, the shiny steel underwent a chemical change catalyzed by the oxidizing material.

The process of turning the shiny metal into grayish-black slag is the transformation of elemental iron into iron(III) oxide.

Lacking the toughness of metal, it is left with only the thinness and brittleness of metal oxides.

As the right hand aimed the chisel at the fragile, barely holding pattern, the left hand struck with the hammer.

The equipment that was originally tightly attached to the hull was obviously detached with a "bang".

This brutal method is rapidly dismantling almost all the valuable items on the Rockbreaker.

"Engineer Ji, there's a radar over there that looks really sophisticated. I'm not sure what it is, could you give us some pointers?"

"And another thing! Engineer Ji, there are a few unexploded magnesium bombs on this fortress. We guys are really afraid to move them, for fear of them exploding."

"Mr. Ji, please help me!"

"Quarterly job!"

"Ji... Gong!"

……

Ji Chun was frantically directing the demolition project, and the work and troubles at hand were making him feel overwhelmed.

There's no way around it; he's now become the mainstay of the Blue Ocean project.

Whenever even the slightest problem arises, his engineers will rack their brains to get an explanation from him.

After all, with Ji Chun, a mechanical genius, any problem is simply a minor inconvenience that can be easily solved.

Ji Chun was currently clutching his head, his mind reeling as he stared at the engineering drawings being handed to him one after another.

Despite some resentment, they still answered the questions meticulously and without any slackening, even though these were mechanical questions that seemed quite annoying to others.

Suddenly, the noise around him stopped abruptly, replaced by a cacophony of chatter.

He felt someone gently place their hand on his shoulder.

"Wait a minute, let me finish this."

Ji Chun gave a brief verbal response but ignored it.

He remained deeply engrossed in the previous question, refusing to look up and unmoved by anything external.

The air fell silent for a few seconds.

After a few breaths, Ji Chun excitedly slapped his thigh, his face full of uncontrollable joy.

That's it. Notice this drive shaft; its secondary meshing gear is most likely worn. Adding some lubricant will fix it.

When he was about to take over the next person's problem, he reached out and casually pinched, only to find nothing.

Slightly surprised and somewhat suspicious, he hesitantly raised his head.

Standing before him was He Feng, patiently waiting for him.

"My lord, what...what wind blew you here?"

"How's it going?" He Feng asked with a relaxed smile, and you could almost see the satisfaction of finding money in the slits of his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Ji Chun's previous unease vanished, replaced by a radiant glow, and she began to speak with great pride.

"Perfect, my lord. On this fortress alone, our recovery rate is about 30%, and that's with most of the items completely burned."

He patted his chest, his nose held high, as if he were made of solid weight, exuding confidence.

"I guarantee we can get some things right now. With our current team, even things we can't use now will come in handy sooner or later."

He Feng nodded with satisfaction, expressing his approval of Ji Chun's achievements.

The Azure can definitely handle all of this now.