Peter clearly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that, but he had no intention of beating around the bush with Zhou Xu.
"I want to cooperate with His Majesty Zhou in producing firearms."
All he could say was, it was exactly as expected!
Given the current situation of the Rakshasa Republican Party, with the Smith Party led by Fisher suppressing them across the board, firearms were undoubtedly a simple and brutally effective tool for seizing the upper hand.
It didn't matter if the soldiers were poorly trained. When the time came, they could simply line up and shoot them dead.
That was clearly Peter's idea as well: rise to power through firearms.
But in Zhou Xu's eyes, he was making things a little too simple.
"What are the specific terms of the cooperation? It definitely won't do if all you contribute is a blueprint."
At this point, Zhou Xu spoke without hesitation.
"We already have a rough understanding of firearm structures ourselves. The limitations of the era are right there. Even with a blueprint, we'd still have to invest a great deal of time and effort into research and development and testing, and there may be some technical problems to overcome. A single blueprint isn't enough."
Although Zhou Xu's words contained some negotiating tactics intended to put himself in a favorable position, most of what he said was indeed true.
It wasn't as though producing the item was as simple as taking out a blueprint.
Especially in this era of limited technology, the investment required for the entire research project would still be enormous, and there was no guarantee they could produce it within a short period.
Peter's face clearly stiffened when he heard this.
Obviously, Zhou Xu had seen straight through his plan. He had intended to