On the second day after returning to the palace in Black Moon City, Zhou Xu got up early after a good night's sleep, left the palace, and went to inspect the work areas where the various departments in their city were based.
Of course, his inspection was not aimless. In fact, the opposite was true. With a clear target in mind, he took a winding route and arrived at an independent courtyard. A wooden sign hung at the entrance, bearing the seven large characters: "Firearm Research and Development Project Team."
He had just reached the entrance when a loud bang rang out from inside, making Zhou Xu stop in his tracks.
The two guards stationed outside also noticed Zhou Xu's presence. They were just about to speak when Zhou Xu raised a hand and stopped them.
"Don't disturb them at work."
After saying that, he pushed the door open himself and walked inside.
Immediately afterward, a heated argument came from within.
"See? Just like how the longer a bow is, the greater the power of the arrows it shoots and the farther they fly, the same goes for guns. The longer the barrel, the farther they shoot, and the greater their power."
"No, there has to be some reason to it, right? With the barrel this long, you had trouble even aiming at a stationary target just now. Never mind aiming at a moving target on the battlefield. And with a barrel this long, if you were a soldier, would it be convenient to move around?"
"It's still better than having low power, short range, and no practical combat value, isn't it?"
For a time, neither of the two people in the courtyard could convince the other.
In the end, the two simply tossed the question to another person present.