In the ti that followed, Li ng assigned tasks to the leaders of each tribe.
The tribal leaders learned new knowledge according to their tasks.
And so, the second phase of the lessons began.
Half a month later, in the Throne Hall.
"Next, you need to slowly explore on your own. Now, return to your respective tribes and gather your people imdiately."
"Yes!"
The tribal leaders stood up and hurriedly walked out.
They all breathed a sigh of relief.
Having stayed in the throne tribe for nearly two months, their minds were filled with a vast amount of knowledge.
They had to teach this knowledge to their tribe mbers before they forgot it.
Watching the backs of the departing tribal leaders, Li ng had a contemplative look on his face.
The tasks ahead were much simpler.
He would set up so platforms for building airships in the throne tribe.
There was no need to allocate additional areas.
New platforms could simply be built outside the wooden walls.
But that wasn't all that needed to be done.
Building the first airship would take a lot of ti.
But once the first airship took to the skies, the construction speed would greatly increase.
And so, Li ng got busy with everything related to the airship.
The next day, work began on the outskirts of the throne tribe.
A large number of trees were felled again.
Timber was continuously delivered to the construction site.
Li ng wasn't idle either; he went to the Iron Cave.
"Xiao Bai, does this world have sothing like this?"
On the underground riverbank of the Iron Cave, Li ng used clay to create a model of a cannon.
"Master, what is this?"
Xiao Bai's response made Li ng smile slightly.
It seed that cannons didn't exist in this world.
Looking down at the model in his hand, Li ng's expression was thoughtful.
This world had magic, so there was no need for gunpowder or explosives.
The cannon was actually a magic tool capable of releasing magic.
But magic tools weren't sothing ordinary people could use.
Although ordinary people possessed magic, they couldn't sense its presence.
Only those who could sense magic could use magic tools.
The principle of the cannon was simple.
But the manufacturing process was complex.
After all, a large number of runes needed to be carved inside the closed barrel.
Moreover, what kind of runes to use to replace the function of gunpowder was also a big issue.
Whether to directly fire magic or to launch a projectile was another choice to make.
In the following days, Li ng stayed in the Iron Cave, pondering the thod of making the cannon.
It wasn't until the seventh day that Li ng began to experintally create so special tools.
As Li ng explored, ti passed day by day.
More than a month later, the tribal leaders gradually arrived at the throne tribe with their people.
Nearly three thousand people were busy on the platforms outside the throne tribe.
Ogres, Goblins, Pign, Gnolls, and Beastn.
Large and small figures gathered together, striving for a common goal.
Each tribe had its own tasks.
With clear division of labor and cooperation, the progress of shipbuilding advanced bit by bit through exploration.
Ogres and Goblins searched the Goblin Forest for suitable trees to fell.
Every day, large numbers of Ogres could be seen carrying thick logs back to the throne tribe.
The Pign tribe was responsible for processing the logs.
Hundred-ter-long keels were everywhere in the Goblin Forest.
The Ogres selected a 120-ter tall Blue Steel Tree as the keel for the airship.
The Blue Steel Tree had the strongest toughness, making it the most suitable tree for making keels.
After being processed by the Pign tribe, it was placed on the platform.
"Can it work?"
Looking at the massive keel on the platform, Hamr muttered.
Beside him, Pig Dajin scratched his bald head.
"The Great King said it's fine to explore slowly with the first ship."
Hamr looked down at the wooden board in his hand.
The board recorded the sequence for building the airship.
"Where's the Great King?"
Without the Great King present, Hamr felt a bit uneasy.
If he missed a step and didn't notice, it would be disastrous.
With the Great King around, at least mistakes could be pointed out.
"The Great King is in the Iron Cave and has been there for a long ti!"
Margarita was also there; she was the Great King's substitute.
"You all are doing well. I'll point out any mistakes."
Among all the Barbarians, the Centaurs had the highest intelligence.
Thus, Margarita had learned many things.
Hearing Margarita's words, Hamr grinned.
With Margarita around, even if there were mistakes, it wouldn't be his fault.
"Boom!"
At that mont, a thunderous explosion suddenly echoed from the depths of the northern forest.
The ground trembled slightly.
The sudden explosion startled Hamr.
The working Barbarians all looked towards the north.
"What happened over there?"
Looking at the northern forest, Hamr's expression was filled with uncertainty.
The commotion was really too big.
What kind of explosion could cause the ground to shake?
"It's in the direction of the Iron Cave; it should be the Great King."
Margarita had a contemplative look as she voiced her guess.
Just as Margarita had guessed.
The culprit was indeed Li ng.
In the forest not far from the Iron Cave.
A mushroom cloud of flas slowly rose.
The powerful shockwave swept away the trees within a hundred ters.
When the rolling flas dissipated, Li ng sat cross-legged on the ground, covered in soot.
"What went wrong?"
Looking at the large pit before him, Li ng muttered to himself.
After much effort, he had finally made a magic cannon.
Unexpectedly, the first shot resulted in a burst barrel.
"Could it be that the barrel must be made of mithril?"
The thought had barely ford in his mind before Li ng dismissed it.
If the barrel had to be made of mithril, then the magic cannon would have no reason to exist.
"It seems the strength of the steel isn't enough; I'll make it thicker."
Li ng grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.
Standing up, Li ng sprinted towards the Iron Cave with his large strides.
Failure wasn't sothing to fear; failure was the mother of success.
Five days later, there was so commotion in the northern forest near the crater.
The noise grew louder, and the sound of snapping branches beca increasingly distinct.
In a mont, the over five-ter-tall Li ng erged from the forest, carrying a hefty cannon.
When he reached the edge of the crater, Li ng set down the cannon.
With a "thud," the cannon hit the ground.
The cannon's caliber was a full 100 milliters.
But the barrel thickness reached an astonishing 100 milliters.
This was just the thickness at the muzzle; the barrel and breech were even thicker.
The entire cannon was about three ters long.
"Let's begin!"
With a glint of anticipation in his eyes, Li ng crouched down to steady the cannon.
Then he took a Fire Crystal from his waist.
There was a rune magic array at the breech.
Li ng struck the Fire Crystal against the rune magic array.
The rune magic array imdiately flickered with fiery brilliance.
"Boom!"
The cannon shook violently.
A jet of fla spewed from the muzzle.
The trendous recoil pushed the cannon back several ters.
Even Li ng found it hard to hold steady.
Accompanied by the thunderous roar of the cannon firing.
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