"Is this... firearm ammunition?"
Liang Xin'an took the paper and, with just a glance, saw through the details.
"That's right."
Zhao Ya knew he couldn't hide it from an expert like Liang Xin'an, so he admitted it directly.
Liang Xin'an immediately lost interest, "I haven't really researched firearms; it's that group from the Thunder and Fire Department working on it. But from this drawing, it doesn't seem very complicated."
"Not very complicated?" Zhao Ya was a bit surprised.
"Of course, the reason I'm not interested in firearms is because they're too simple and crude. Just load more gunpowder, and their power increases. There's no technical elegance, really boring."
Hearing this, Zhao Ya fell into thought.
If it's truly as simple as Liang Xin'an described, then there's a problem.
Why doesn't the firearm he made beyond the world have the same power?
After all, Zhao Ya managed to severely wound Jingping Saint using the firearm he seized from Ye Xunhuan.
