“I know sense of proportion and will not do anything that can cause early destruction of the world,” Gu Xia Mo said slowly, his tone was calm as he looked at the two people in front of him. “But I guess you two don’t believe me that much.”

Song Yun Xiang sighed. “Whether I want to believe you or not, the only thing that matters to me right now is your help to conquer the northern tribe. For other things, it’s up to you whether you want to change the world or not.”

After that Song Yun Xiang paused for a moment.

Because he himself knew that many of his tactics were actually very advanced compared to the people in this era. He had to use whatever means possible to win the war, even if this meant bringing things that should not have existed before.

War strategy should be different from invention, right…?

No, perhaps it was not.

Limited by the inventions, the tactics that Song Yun Xiang used was not much. He did try to be creative and made traps after traps, but it was far from enough.

War is not that simple.

If he had the help of Gu Xia Mo, it might be possible for him to change the world.

But…

Song Yun Xiang looked at his missing arms and the corner of his lips curled up coldly. He had the feeling that the <world consciousness> had long guessed that they might have some ambitions that could destroy the world.

The knowledge in their minds were far ahead from this world. If they had wanted to, it would be impossible for them to be so restrained.

But they did it.

They blended into the world, having a new family, friends, and many others.

<Perhaps the intention of the <world consciousness> from the very beginning was not for them to change the history. But for them to cooperate with the <world consciousness> to make sure that the trajectory of fate remained the same.>

<But is it still the same right now?>

Song Yun Xiang didn’t know.

What he knew is that the <world consciousness> didn’t stop them from cooperating with each other and perhaps also helped to let Gu Xia Mo lived longer for the sake of this one goal.

But what the main goal of that <world consciousness> was, Song Yun Xiang was not sure.

“You’re truly a military strategist,” Gu Xia Mo commented.

“That’s my position.”

Long Qian Xing saw the two of them singing together and rolled his eyes. “Do you plan to let me take some invention with me or not?”

“Well, I don’t think it’s convenient for you to bring the alcohol since it’s not very useful, so I brought you other things.” Gu Xia Mo took a few things on the table.

Seeing these things, Long Qian Xing was stunned and then looked at Gu Xia Mo quietly. “Fire starter and gunpowder bombs?”

“Yes. I noticed that none of you seems to have made this simple fire starter.” Gu Xia Mo held the two wood in his hand. It was a simple wooden fire piston, which could be made by anyone.

But to be honest, this thing hadn’t appeared in this era yet and most people would start fire through either drilling wood or other things.

Long Qian Xing looked at it and sighed. “It’s indeed easy to make… but I didn’t think of this thing at all.”

The fire starter that he used in his previous life was all high tech technology. While he did try to survive in the wilderness as practice at one point of his life, but he had never made his equipment in the wilderness as he still brought them on his own.

So seeing this fire piston, Long Qian Xing understood how to use it quickly.

After all, his physics were not that bad.

“I don’t think I can make anything with my current condition.” Song Yun Xiang rolled his eyes. “My subordinates are the one who made fire and I never bother to look at how they did it.”

Even though he couldn’t say that his life was very good in the beginning, Song Yun Xiang always had someone who helped to take care of him. Besides, he didn’t need to make fire on his own. There will be others who helped him.

After he become the strategist on the battlefield, there would naturally be someone else who helped him to take care of his life.

Song Yun Xiang became even lazier.

Long Qian Xing: “…”

Gu Xia Mo: “…”

Yan Jin Nian: “…”

“Even though the fire piston is useful, but do you really need it?” Yan Jin Nian asked from behind Gu Xia Mo.

She had seen what he made, but she didn’t understand whether it was necessary or not. Because in her opinion, what Gu Xia mo made didn’t seem to be necessary.

They could still make fire without this fire piston.

“I know that you can still make it on your own but if you want to cause a fire in the opponent’s place, don’t you need to start fire? Starting fire normally is difficult but if you have this, you don’t have to manage the embers and you just have to make fire on the spot.”

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Author’s note: Fire Piston

A fire piston, sometimes called a fire syringe or a slam rod fire starter, is a device of ancient Southeast Asian origin which is used to kindle fire. It’s a very simple device in which tinder is place in a seal tube and a piston is rapidly pushed into the tube. The air is compressed increasing the pressure and temperature until the ignition point of the tinder is reached. The tinder will then be used to start fire after putting with the other flammable materials. A diesel engine works in a similar fashion.

Well, I’m not very good at explanation, so if you need details for it, just look up for fire piston or slam rod fire starter on your own. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ nοvelfire.net

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