Douluo: I heard that Disaster is a waste?

Qian Yuehuan was silent for a while, then took out the Spirit Hall token and said, "I am sent by the Spirit Hall, and I want to talk to your president Lou Gao."

Qian Yuehuan had a great reputation, so the two guards naturally recognized her identity, and one soldier ran to report.

After a while, a middle-aged man came down from upstairs. Qian Yuehuan could feel that the other party should have a soul power of more than level 70. According to the original work, this should be Lou Gao's direct disciple Silong.

Silong was slightly stunned when he saw Qian Yuehuan. He had an inexplicable liking for the girl in front of him named "Mo Huan".

Everything Qian Yuehuan did in Gengxin City spread throughout, and one could hear praises of her just walking down the street.

Silong asked himself if he could do what Qian Yuehuan did, let alone provide free food to the people at his own expense. This behavior was very rare in the world of soul masters. Ordinary people had a low status and no one even cared about their lives.

Although Qian Yue Huan has a high prestige among the common people, there are two extreme opinions about Qian Yue Huan in the spirit master world: one is ridicule, and the other is respect.

Silong is the one who respects Qian Yuehuan.

"Sir Mo Huan, please follow me."

Qian Yuehuan's actions deserved Silong's call of "Sir".

Silong took Qian Yuehuan upstairs and said as they walked, "Mr. Mo Huan, let me introduce myself first. My name is Silong, and I am the president's direct disciple. Can I ask what you are here to do on behalf of the Spirit Hall?"

Qian Yuehuan said, "Of course I'm here to discuss cooperation."

Si Long looked as if he had expected it, and then a trace of worry appeared on his face. "Sir Mo Huan, there is something I have to remind you of. Before you came, Spirit Hall also sent someone to talk to the teacher, but those people were kicked out by the teacher. The teacher has some misunderstandings about the Spirit Hall. If he said something bad to you, I hope you won't hold it against him."

Qian Yuehuan nodded and said with a smile, "I understand this, thank you for your reminder."

The two came to an alloy door, and Silong knocked on it.

An irritated voice sounded from behind the door, "Didn't I tell you a long time ago? Don't bother me!"

Silong said quickly, "I'm sorry to bother you, teacher, but Mo Huan, the representative of the Spirit Hall, is here, and she wants to talk to you about something."

The voice inside became even more angry, "Why did those idiots from the Spirit Hall send someone again? Tell her to get out and stop bothering me!"

Silong was a little embarrassed and took the initiative to explain, "Sir Mo Huan, please don't give me any suggestions. The people sent by Spirit Hall to discuss cooperation a few times ago all spoke rudely. As a teacher with a bad temper, I don't want to see anyone from Spirit Hall again."

Qian Yuehuan knew the reason very well, and she had also inquired about it when she came to Gengxin City.

The Spirit Hall wants to bring the Blacksmith Association under its wing because they are attracted by the blacksmiths' skills, which allow them to create exquisite armor and weapons.

But the status of blacksmiths in this world is humble, far inferior to that of soul masters. Except for Gengxin City, blacksmiths are somewhat humble wherever they go, and soul masters naturally look down on blacksmiths.

Therefore, the person sent by Spirit Hall to discuss cooperation in the previous few times was the Purple Cardinal Miles. Miles looked down on the blacksmith and naturally said a lot of unpleasant things. In addition, he was arrogant and domineering, which naturally disgusted Lou Gao and made the cooperation impossible.

If Lou Gao doesn't want to come out, Qian Yuehuan has plenty of ways to deal with it.

Qian Yuehuan said regretfully, "What a pity. The weapon in the blueprint I have can only be made by a master craftsman. Apart from your president Lou Gao, I really can't think of anyone else who can make it."

Suddenly, there was a slight mechanical sound and the alloy door opened.

An anxious voice came from the room, "What weapon is that blueprint? Show it to me?"

A short and fat old man with messy hair and a lot of metal powder on his body walked out of the room.

There was no impatience in his previous speech, only curiosity about the weapon blueprint in Qian Yuehuan's hand.

Qian Yuehuan was prepared. The gold ingot around her neck shook, and a blueprint suddenly appeared in her hand. It was a drawing of a machine gun.

Qian Yuehuan herself is interested in ancient firearms. She has seen many drawings of ancient firearms and has strong hands-on skills. She has used the resources of the National Innovation Competition to modify many firearms and has won many awards for this.

In Qian Yuehuan's original world, the machine gun was one of the famous firearms in ancient times. It had an effective range of 500 meters. When fired at an elevation of 45 degrees, it had a range of 1 kilometer and could block a 60-meter wide front. It was incredibly powerful. Breech loading required high casting technology and was a test of the forger's skills. This was also one of the firearms that Qian Yuehuan could not make.

In modern times, there are all kinds of sophisticated instruments, but in Douluo Continent, there is nothing, so Qian Yuehuan is very restricted when making firearms.

When Lou Gao saw the drawing for the first time, he was quickly attracted by the content on it. He subconsciously leaned over to take a look and wanted to reach out and grab the drawing.

But Qian Yuehuan was faster and immediately put the blueprint back into the soul guide.

Lou Gao's beard was so angry that he glared, "I haven't even finished reading the drawings, why did you put them away!"

The drawings that Qian Yuehuan provided did not exist in this world, so Lou Gao was so fascinated by them that the drawings were put away.

Qian Yue Huan pretended to be mysterious and said, "This is just a blueprint. I have another weapon that I think you should be very interested in."

Lou Gao's eyes lit up, "Really? Take it out quickly, I want to see it."

Qian Yuehuan nodded, but first put forward her own request, "Okay, but I need a spacious place to demonstrate it. Oh, and I also need to bring a suit of armor."

As he spoke, Qian Yuehuan took out the pistol he had modified. Its strange appearance immediately caught Lou Gao's attention.

Looking at the shell of the pistol first, Lou Gao's face was full of disdain, "Tsk tsk tsk, the forging technology is too poor. Look at this metal shell, a level 50 soul king can break it with just a light step. And the metallic feel on it, it's obvious that it's not polished well."

"But this is the first time I've seen this look. It's quite strange."

Lou Gao immediately snatched the pistol, touched it here and there, and then gave it a look of disdain.

Qian Yuehuan was speechless and her mouth twitched. She was not a professional blacksmith, so wasn't it normal that her casting skills were poor?

When Lou Gao saw the trigger, he was curious and reached out to touch it. Qian Yuehuan hurriedly said, "Don't press this!"

Why can't I press this button? Is this the most powerful part of the weapon?

Lou Gao chuckled and pressed it down rebelliously.

The moment the trigger was pressed, there was a "bang" sound, a flash of fire came out of the muzzle, and a bullet shot out and hit the wall at the end of the corridor.