Pirate's Swamp Fruit

Temporarily suppressing the thoughts in my heart, a new round of bombing began on the shore.

The body of the giant sea king had been fished out, cut into thousands of pieces and distributed to the people on the island.

To gain a foothold in one place is always inseparable from the public, and some small favors and small favors that are easy to do, Wilder is happy to do.

The residents of the island are grateful. Maybe they don't lack such a little food, but this is Bige Dog's meat. Eating it can relieve the pain.

The views on the black snake have changed slightly, and the mentality of everyone on the island has changed unknowingly.

For ten days in a row, the bombing continued, and the number of hidden reefs scattered around the waters of Yuscale Island dropped sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye every day.

Of course, the movement during this period cannot be completely concealed. The islands in the surrounding sea area or the occasional passing ships were all alarmed by the loud noise of the bombing. Members scored.

In short, Wilder's purpose is to keep a low profile as much as possible, develop secretly, accumulate strength, and then, in one move, plan to conquer the East China Sea.

Jesse had been released two days ago and joined the newly established Scientific Research Department. He worked with more than fifty scientists recruited from all over the world and was responsible for developing what Wilder wanted. Of course, he also You can come up with your own ideas, and as long as they get Wilder's approval, everything will be easy to discuss.

This is also the first time Wilder has set foot in the scientific research department. In the brightly lit, spacious underground laboratory covered with clean white tiles, various instruments flicker with red and green lights.

The laboratory was very quiet. Scientists or assistants in white coats performed their duties with a clear division of labor. Even when they were in a hurry, they did not make too much noise.

Wilder didn't disturb anyone when he walked in, even Jesse, a scientist with some military power, didn't notice him coming in.

At this moment, Jesse was lying in front of an instrument, twisting the turn button from time to time, as if controlling the cutting of some precision parts.

Wilde looked back for a while now, without disturbing him, and patrolled the laboratory, and when he returned to the spot again, Jesse had already found him.

"Old boss." Jesse scratched his head uncomfortably and smiled awkwardly.

"Yes." Wilder nodded and handed him a piece of paper: "This is a firearm weapon, which is probably what it looks like. Below is my annotated idea. You can follow this idea. Of course, if you have a better one, Ideas can be added as well.”

The drawing is a gun with a very weird shape for this world, with multiple barrels. Wilder didn't ask if they could make it, he just provided an idea and request, whether it can be done is not his business .

"Okay." Jesse took the drawing and just glanced at it, his eyes lit up immediately, and he responded directly.

"Bah bang bang." Jesse held the drawing under his arm and clapped his hands: "Everyone, if you are not in a hurry, stop for a moment and come over and take a look at this."

Wilder did not participate in what happened next, and left on his own after learning about the situation in the laboratory.

After leaving the Scientific R&D Department, Wilder went to the military factory again, gave the person in charge a copy of the same drawing, and then explained that the two departments would jointly develop the things on the drawing.

The blueprint Wilde gave them was nothing but the machine gun in his previous life, a heavy machine gun. Of course, Wilde didn't understand these. The idea is familiar and easy to understand.

The next important thing is to recruit people and then establish a special force. This force will become the main force to dominate the East China Sea.

These people must be accustomed to using weapons that have not yet been seen in the world, and must have a certain amount of personal force, so if you want to recruit a large number of such people, you need an astronomical amount.

Recruiting people has always been inseparable from money. Black Snake's current capital reserve is enough for the time being, but in the long run, especially when planning to recruit people, it may face an embarrassing situation of being stretched.

So before manpower, there is another important thing to do to make money.

Wilder doesn't intend to intervene in these matters. After the matter is ordered, the management of Black Snake will naturally analyze and formulate plans. Unless he is absolutely necessary to take action, Wilder does not intend to directly participate in these matters.

Not only him, but also senior cadre Wilder asked them to try to avoid taking action as much as possible, and as he said, they should keep a low profile for the time being.

At present, none of the senior cadres of the Black Snake Chamber of Commerce can show up, so people wearing black cloaks can often be seen coming and going in the Black Snake headquarters, and this has been minimized as much as possible.

As for Wilder himself, he escaped even more thoroughly. He built a basement directly under the newly completed Black Snake headquarters, where he lives and works. In a garden behind the island.

In general, Wilder spends more time in the garden than in the basement.

There is a simple wooden bungalow built in the garden. There are rockery and flowing water in the yard. The garden is surrounded by a dense forest, and the yard is hidden in it.

Wilder sat on a thick branch, his legs hung down naturally, his eyes were closed, quietly comprehending the feeling of the swamp changing in his body.

Today, Wilder will officially implement that idea in his heart.

The first move to deal with the huge Neptune that day gave Wilder an idea. At that time, he split the swamp out of the swamp, and at that moment, he clearly felt that the texture of the swamp was different. A very solid feeling.

Wilder had experienced this feeling in his previous life. Although it was different from that blow, thinking about it, it might not be impossible to achieve it.

That thing had a name in a previous life

non-newtonian fluid

If swamps can be made to behave like non-Newtonian fluids, does that mean that there is not only another way to apply swamps, but also a very powerful defensive ability?

There is a kind of defense that is strong when it is strong and weak when it is weak. It probably refers to non-Newtonian fluids.

If Wilder can do this, then the improvement of his combat power or strength is definitely not just a little bit.

In battles, in addition to absolute crushing, most of the time the competition is about who has the most "material". The person with more material can always find the most appropriate and labor-saving method to deal with various situations and attacks.

The "Gulu" swamp dripped down along Wilder's feet, and gradually gathered a thick layer on the ground.

Jumping down from the tree, Wilder clenched his fist and punched him hard.

"Boom"

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