Genius Maiden Transmigrates: The Empress of Weapons

The auspicious quick meal is over. The food that is imported, the list is stale, and she is not very appetizing. She does not care too much. She fills her stomach and is too busy. How can you pick the taste? Good or bad.

She needs some self-defense weapons, which can effectively protect herself in the cold weapon era.

Plan ahead and be more prepared. It will definitely not be a bad thing. When necessary, you can also receive unexpected results if you are surprised.

Fighting hard, fighting alone, is the last resort. If you can draw on past experience, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

Due to the limited resources in her hand, she could not concentrate on research work as she did in "Flame". [

However, it is not difficult to design something simple and practical to defend yourself.

If all goes well, she can do more than that.

Baili is auspicious and confident, and the brush in his hand is soaked with ink and pinched in his hand...

On the table case, a blank sheet of paper was evenly spread.

After a joss stick, there was no trace left on the paper.

Xiumei was slightly clustered, auspiciously sighed for a long time, relaxed, and looked out of the window.

The unpolluted blue sky hung a few large cotton wool-like clouds, hanging dangerously in her sight, as if it would fall at any time.

She was so sad.

I used to hollow out my mind and do some rare things that transcend my self, specialize in high-end, try various methods of sleeping and forgetting food, even if there is one success in 10,000 experiments, she will not waste her efforts.

But now, she is worried about how to simplify the design, lest the backward technology and limited conditions can not complete her idea.

Simplifying complexity is actually not an easy task.

She had to figure out how to maximize the preservation of the weapon's power, and at the same time it could be successfully manufactured in ancient times.

Damn, if she knew she would cross, she would study more practical techniques instead.

Auspicious and indignant, his hands squeezed his fist and shook, followed by his frustration, and continued to find ways to admit his fate.

She is a fighter who won't easily admit defeat!

Want to tell her to give up? Not so easy!

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The butler's respectfully placed the list in his hand on the table. Everything that happened before the gate of Wangfu was originally told about it.

After the desk case, a man lying on the soft couch, facing inward, holding the book in his hand, looked at it with interest, and seemed not very interested in the butler's story. [

"Master, this is what the princess asked the minions to prepare. Here is the list. The minions have read it carefully. I can't really guess the princess's thoughts. Fortunately, you are back." >