The Dark Continent is too big, and for the sake of safety, the natives do not easily discover their residences from outsiders. Therefore, although Sun Mo stayed in the Dark Continent for more than two years, he actually encountered only a handful of dark species.

It wasn't until he met Li Luoran and his entourage and came to Xingchen Academy that Sun Mo began to come into contact with a large number of dark natives, and discovered through some daily details that their productivity was really lagging behind.

In human terms, that means poverty.

The ultimate level of cultivation is to break the void, but only a handful of people can achieve it, so many people want to step into the Thousand Life Realm and extend their lifespan. There are also some people who have no other talents and just want to achieve success through practice.

Find a good job and improve your life.

After all, working as a nursing home for a wealthy family is much better than digging for food in the fields or chopping firewood and hunting in the mountains.

As for these dark natives, their only goal in practicing and studying is to fill their stomachs, which is the most basic need for survival.

Through Xuanyuan Po's words, Sun Mo knew how miserable these natives were.

They are hungry all year round. Even when they fall asleep every day, they dream about where to find food tomorrow.

The barren land means that there is not much gain from farming, and one can only earn a living in the harsh environment of nature.

"On this continent, dying at a healthy age is a luxury, and many people die at a young age."

Xuanyuan Po sighed: "Teacher, I just think it's unfair. Why are those students working so hard, even risking their lives, but they still can't live a good life?"

"Because the development here is still in the most primitive stage of wilderness!"

Sun Mo explained.

Why do the Holy Sect exile all those who have made mistakes to the Dark Continent? It is to let them develop this continent and pick peaches in the future.

Why not do it yourself?

Because it’s too bitter!

Just like the first generation of immigrants who founded the beautiful country, most of them were people who couldn't make it in John Bull and had to cross the ocean to make a living.

"From a small family to a large country, no one can become rich overnight. They all have to go through accumulation. Your current sacrifices and efforts will allow your children and grandchildren to live in a fertile land of prosperity."

Sun Mo comforted.

"Teacher, you are very wise. Is there any way to make everyone's life easier?"

Xuanyuan Po looked at Sun Mo eagerly, like a lost lamb praying to the gods: "You don't know, every time I see those children die, my heart is like a knife."

Whenever that happened, Xuanyuan Po hated himself for not having any knowledge and knowing nothing but fighting.

"some!"

Sun Mo told Xuanyuan Po not to blame himself so much: "Increase productivity as soon as possible, vigorously develop medicine, weapon refining, and weapons to increase everyone's survival rate."

The more Xuanyuan Po listened, the brighter his eyes became, and the more he admired Sun Mo in his heart.

I am so lucky to be the teacher's direct disciple in my life.

Sun Mo actually had an idea for a long time. After talking to the fighting ghost this time, he no longer hesitated and found the principal.

"Are you going to personally recruit and teach a group of spirit pattern apprentices and prepare to build a spirit pattern firearms factory in the school?"

The principal looked at Sun Mo and frowned: "Are you sure?"

"Um!"

Sun Mo nodded.

"This technology is at the forefront of Kyushu. Aren't you afraid that if it spreads, it will give the dark natives the ability to attack Kyushu?"

the principal asked.

Sun Mo's behavior was too selfless, because he couldn't make much money by setting up a factory here.

"So I hope to sign a contract with your school and do our best to restrain the students, and at the same time not promote hate education such as the attack on Kyushu."

This is Sun Mo's request.

Students are just a blank sheet of paper. Their initial views were actually shaped by famous teachers. As long as they do not promote hatred, the dark natives will not be hostile to Kyushu people.

The principal pondered.

"What? Can't do it?"

The other party's attitude made Sun Mo's heart sink.

"I actually hate war, but how can you guarantee that when we develop the Dark Continent, people from Kyushu will not come to pick peaches?"

The principal asked back.

"I can't guarantee it!"

Sun Mo picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea: "And this kind of conflict will be at least hundreds of years away. Don't you think it's too far-fetched to consider? The top priority is to improve everyone's lives and fill their stomachs first."

"you're right!"

The principal sighed.

"The emergence of spiritual pattern firearms will change the existing battle model. At least the realm will no longer determine victory or defeat. Therefore, various tactics will be produced around firearms. This kind of subversion may not be recognized by all students.

.”

Sun Mo reminded.

"good."

The principal began to think about the resistance to promoting this matter. When students spend a lot of time practicing marksmanship, they are basically not qualified to enter the Thousand Life Realm, which means giving up decades of life.

Although you may not necessarily get this life span, choosing a firearm means you will definitely not get it.

“Choose volunteers from families desperate to improve their lives in extreme poverty!”

The principal quickly thought of a solution.

"It's up to you to take care of this. I'm only responsible for imparting knowledge!"

Sun Mo stood up and left.

"Master Sun!"

The principal called someone, stood up from the office chair, and then bowed solemnly towards Sun Mo: "Thank you for your generous gift!"

"I am a teacher, and it is my duty to preach, learn, and resolve doubts!"

Sun Mo didn't take any credit.

The principal has great power, and knowing that this is a top priority, he mobilizes a large amount of resources and manpower to handle this matter.

Just half a month later, a scientific research team of hundreds of people was completed.

Sun Mo began to teach them everything about spirit pattern firearms.

Just like the earliest firearms were all handmade, Sun Mo couldn't afford to build a production line, so he could only draw the spirit patterns purely by hand.

Moreover, this thing requires extremely high precision. Once the spiritual pattern is drawn incorrectly, the firearm will be useless.

There was no other way, so Sun Mo could only split the spirit patterns and use modularization to make the drawing process simpler and faster.

This is easy to say, but extremely difficult to do.

In half a year, Sun Mo slept more than ten times, and there was no time for entertainment. Fortunately, hard work paid off, and Sun Mo's improved spirit pattern firearm was finally released.

range!

Xuanyuan Po took the spirit pattern rifle, aimed at the target two hundred meters away, and pulled the trigger.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

This is the sound of spiritual energy fluctuations produced when the bullet is fired.

Those present were all high-level officials from Xingchen Academy. They were powerful and had outstanding eyesight. When Xuanyuan Po fired thirty bullets, there was no need for observers to report the target. Everyone had already seen the results.

All hits, ten rings!

"It's accurate, but the power is a bit lacking!"

Comments from the famous female teacher who asked Sun Mo if he was married.

"Change explosive bombs!"

Sun Mo ordered.

Xuanyuan Po changed the type of ammunition and fired again. Everyone was shocked.

Because the boulder used as the target was riddled with holes.

With this power, it is not a problem to kill someone in the realm of divine power. What is even more frightening is that it can be fired continuously.

“Amazing design!”

"If I'm not prepared and am attacked by this thing, I will most likely die!"

"It's for sure. When it shoots, the spiritual energy fluctuates very little. You can't feel it at a distance of 200 meters."

The faces of all the senior officials were not very good, because this was a powerful weapon that could threaten their lives.

"Does he have any restrictions on use?"

Someone asked.
To be continued...