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"You better pray I don't get caught by the police while I'm processing this, or I'll just throw you out right now. Mojiang, your place is definitely full of taboo things, and getting you out will definitely offset my sentence!"
20. Total annihilation? This is the second best news after a promotion and a raise.
"There's one more thing I need you to do for me, preferably before the arrow." (First published on Yueyi)
When the blacksmith heard that Mojiang still had orders, he felt no emotional fluctuation and simply replied with one word, "Release."
Since we've already agreed to help Mojiang manufacture armor-piercing heavy arrows, other things, no matter how dangerous, are not a big deal.
Unless Mo Jiang intends to have him use hexagonal steel to plan the pipe, it is clear that both the blacksmith and Mo Jiang possess basic rationality.
Pipes can be planed, and other accessories can also be made.
But neither Mo Jiang nor the blacksmiths had any way to obtain large quantities of the most important bullets and gunpowder.
"Cold weapons: a Tang-style horizontal sword, a Overlord Spear, and a Fangtian Halberd. I'll send you the specifications later."
Use high-quality materials, the kind that won't dull even after multiple impacts—make it entirely of steel!
Mo Jiang's voice sounded like the deep roar of some ferocious animal. Even through the phone, the blacksmith could feel as if a man-eating tiger was breathing down his back.
"clear."
This time, the blacksmith didn't say anything more, and his reply to Mo Jiang was just two simple words.
Like sparks from two pieces of steel colliding.
……
The next day, Mo Jiang woke up in the warehouse. He didn't go home that night; he slept there instead.
He didn't dare to stray too far from the five puppies until they were properly trained.
When the club members were moving the armor, they also helped him move the cot over. Although it wasn't very comfortable, it was much better than sleeping in the wilderness of medieval Bohemia.
After washing up, Mo Jiang prepared food for his five energetic puppies while waiting for the ordered items to arrive.
Before long, Mo Jiang received the booklet of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" from the Hanfu Club members who had no classes that day.
His urgent shipment was then delivered to the warehouse by truck.
That was the alchemy table he had ordered. The name sounded impressive, but it was actually just a thick wooden table from IKEA, plus a complete set of high school chemistry lab equipment.
Mojiang once took a picture of the alchemy table of the owner of the Latai Pharmacy with his mobile phone and knew the purpose of the instruments on it.
Furthermore, since the most important aspect of alchemy is the incorporation of mental energy into the reaction, the equipment doesn't need to be high-end; a complete set of high school chemistry lab equipment is more than enough.
It could even be said that the set of chemical experimental equipment that Mojiang purchased would have been a coveted relic for alchemists in the Middle Ages.
Aside from these, the items delivered were quite common.
European spices such as black pepper, white pepper, fennel, rosemary, lavender, cinnamon, frankincense, and myrrh are sold by the box.
Each item was packed in a 20*40*60 box.
Specific weight...
Too lazy to calculate.
……
Not just spices, but also perfumes and essential oils, are all commonly used wholesale items in hotels, priced by the liter.
……
Similarly, wine is also priced according to the number of boxes.
However, the selection was limited to wine and beer; other types of alcohol were rejected by Mojiang, mainly because they couldn't find cheap wholesale options.
……
Finally, there was the fabric. Mojiang didn't get the expensive kind; he got a batch of wholesale fabric instead.
Cotton, linen, synthetic fibers, blends, modal...
He specifically chose to wholesale inexpensive materials, and he didn't even glance at the silk and leather that the boss was promoting.
……
"Spices, fabrics, that's all that was transported along the Silk Road."
After taking stock of everything, Mo Jiang couldn't help but stretch. Taking stock of all these things was not an easy task, especially when he had no help and also had to take care of five puppies.
The main purpose of these items was not to sell them for money, but to whet the appetite of Wenceslaus IV.
Wenceslaus IV is known in history for his extravagant lifestyle, wastefulness, alcoholism, hedonism, keeping multiple mistresses, and chaotic private life.
His extravagant spending even led to the collapse of the royal treasury, allowing the Bohemian nobles to usurp the throne.
In 1400, the German Elector deposed him from his title as Holy Roman Emperor on the grounds of "incompetence and folly," with his extravagant decisions being considered a key factor.
His extravagance and alcoholism led to inconsistent policies, and he ultimately acquiesced to the execution of Hussein, indirectly triggering the Hussein War.
"An incompetent king who indulged in pleasure."
Mo Jiang's smile revealed his canine teeth, like a hungry wolf baring its fangs. "He would take out everything he owns for pleasure."
At the same time, the history of the rebellion launched by Sigismund in 1403 in alliance with some Bohemian nobles came to mind.
"The Bohemian nobles rebelled, the princes of the Holy Roman Empire ignored it, and Wenceslaus IV's local supporters were scattered and at a disadvantage, making the situation comparable to the annihilation of an entire army."
"Total annihilation? A piece of good news second only to a promotion and a raise."
"For someone who has little chance of advancement and is overshadowed by someone like Václav, a drunken cat sitting on a mess, it is indeed good news, because at that time even the dumbest pig would have a chance to climb to the position of commander-in-chief."
When the old system breaks down to the point that even the cleaning lady can see through it, an intern who only knows how to use a photocopier might become the CEO.
……
When they passed through the portal and arrived in medieval Bohemia, the five puppies immediately froze.
The pungent smell was no longer that of engine oil from the warehouse and the scorching heat of the asphalt road, but rather a heavy, rotten grass smell, a faint stench from the livestock shed, a damp, musty smell from deep within the soil, and a combination of rough wood and stove smoke drifting in the wind.
These five distinct sensory storms instantly stunned the little ones on the threshold, their five wet, black noses twitching like tiny radars.
But the stiffness lasted only a moment. Then, the five puppies tacitly split into four directions to search, while the largest one stayed in place, looked at Mo Jiang, and was ready to provide support at any time.
The puppies quickly analyzed the air and environment to determine that this was a safe area, and their [Search for Enemies] behavior immediately changed to [Explore].
Several chubby little furballs swayed and wandered around inside the wooden house.
"Damn it..." Mo Jiang could only think one curse, "This is called a puppy?! This is a strategic reconnaissance unit that has just been weaned!"
Mo Jiang was very satisfied with the performance of the five puppies. When they arrived in an unfamiliar environment, they did not bark immediately, but instead became alert and prepared for an encounter.
"Iron Head must have been training these guys a lot in the yard, and I reckon Master Zhang even took them for a spin around the outer edge of the mountain."
Mo Jiang could clearly see how the puppies were distributed; it was obviously Tie Tou and the others who liked to explore the formation.
Once an enemy is spotted, the largest puppy will bark loudly to attract the enemy's attention.
Then the others will silently sneak up and surround the enemy.
If the enemy reveals even the slightest weakness, they will be torn to shreds by its fangs in an instant.
This is clearly the "Bone-Scraping Formation" that Ironhead's ancestor used to surround and kill the Japanese and the wolf-like soldiers!
Back then, that group of Japanese soldiers and wolf warriors were dissected and turned into teaching aids for dissection lessons using this tactic.
In modern terms, this is fucking dog CQB!
That day, when Mo Jiang entered the old hunter's yard, Tie Tou and the hunting dogs in the yard used just this kind of thing.
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21. Embezzling funds and absconding is not a modern invention.
"Old Zhang has turned his yard into a special breed dog training base, hasn't he? Are you the top students who graduated from the hellhound preschool?"
Mo Jiang couldn't help but imagine what would happen if he were surrounded by these wolf cubs. If these cubs had the strength and size of adults, the consequences of being surrounded would definitely not be dignified.
"That old madman Zhang actually keeps such a crazy thing in his own yard!"
He was uttering complaints, but Mo Jiang was actually laughing, laughing like a mouse that had fallen into a rice jar.
He stroked the heads of the puppies, gently scratching their chins with his fingers. "It seems the most important thing right now is for you to grow up first."
With the Henry-grade Marigold potion no longer facing technical bottlenecks, the refining of other potions should also be put on the agenda.
In modern times, renting warehouses is for receiving goods, while moving things to Skaritz's cabin is to allow more time for alchemical research.
Anyway, the punishment he received at school for reflecting on his actions at home hasn't expired yet, and even if the time for reflecting on his actions at home is up, the seven-day National Day holiday will be in a couple of days.
He had ample time to deal with medieval matters.
Mo Jiang glanced out the window; the sky was still dark, with a grayish-blue hue, so it must be almost dawn.
"Alright, it's almost dawn, so there's no need to sleep."
Mo Jiang pushed open the door, returned to the modern warehouse, and laboriously dragged the dumbbells, barbell plates, and the heavy Smith machine into the medieval wooden hut.
The wooden house was instantly transformed into a makeshift gym in another world.
Next, the pure physical training began.
Extreme deadlifts, each set to exhaustion, the heavy barbell almost tearing my arms apart.
Then came bench press, squats...
Every movement was like fighting a group of heavily armored knights with bare hands.
Sweat poured down, soaking through the lining; muscle fibers groaned; lungs gasped like bellows.
Mo Jiang only stopped his trembling arms when he felt every cell in his body screaming for a strike.
He unscrewed a bottle of Henry-grade marigold potion, which shimmered with a faint phosphorescent light and was brimming with life energy, and tilted his head back to gulp it down.
A familiar warm current instantly swept through my limbs and bones. After the first bottle, I only felt a slight tingling, numbness, swelling and itching in my bones, as if dormant energy was quietly growing.
But after the fifth bottle, the feeling changed. It was as if someone was gently brushing the soles of his feet with a feather inside his bones. His bones were reshaping, and his muscles were greedily absorbing the vitality stimulated by the drug, becoming stronger and denser.
"call……"
A long, hot breath, carrying white mist, was exhaled from Mo Jiang's mouth, condensing into a small wisp of white smoke in the cool morning air.
His body was like a freshly smelted furnace, radiating astonishing heat.
After stopping his workout, Mo Jiang first ate two dark chocolate bars to replenish his desperately needed sugar and calories. He then stretched his muscles and bones, his whole body crackling softly.
Taking advantage of this brief respite, he returned to the modern warehouse and prepared a massive breakfast for himself.
Peel five hard-boiled eggs and toss them into a large bowl of instant oatmeal porridge, then pour in half a carton of whole milk all at once.
This is just a warm-up.
The main dish was a pot of savory porridge with large chunks of pork belly, potatoes, and three large handfuls of noodles, with a whole hand-shredded roast chicken on the side.
The electric kettle was whirring, and next to it, waiting to be soaked, was a bowl of puffed cereal snacks with added protein powder and honey.
His physical exertion has completely deviated from the norm for ordinary people, focusing on a diet high in sugar, calories, and calories, because his energy expenditure cannot be replenished by ordinary food.
After he finished eating, he carried the five small dogs' pool-sized dog bowls back to the medieval wooden house to bring them breakfast.
He took out a small glass bottle containing a pale golden liquid that shimmered with a faint light—it was the Henry-grade potion he had concocted himself.
Yue-Yi/Shou-Fa carefully dripped a drop of medicine into each dog bowl, which was as large as a shallow swimming pool.
The clear medicinal liquid instantly blended into the warm paste, emitting a faint but even more comforting life force.
Henry-grade potions are good stuff, but Mo Jiang didn't dare to feed these puppies too much, strictly adhering to the dosage of only one drop at a time.
These wolf cubs are at a crucial stage of growth, so they cannot be fed three meals a day; instead, they need to be fed multiple times a day.
In particular, Mo Jiang fed them a marigold extract, which significantly enhanced the puppies' appetite.
After feeding the puppy, Mo Jiang looked at the interior of the wooden house, which was covered in dust and littered with debris. It was clear that the place needed to be thoroughly cleaned before it could be habitable.
The two live chickens that were brought earlier were now huddled in the corner, and a small dog was silently watching them, as if trying to determine whether they were friendly or enemy units.
"Okay, we still need to build a chicken coop and a fence."