The minor episode on the Holy Roland Empire's side had no impact on Great Zhou's current development.
As mentioned before, with every faction in the United Nations doing business with them, the only one that would suffer was the faction that refused to do business with them.
Silently, autumn passed and winter arrived.
The first snow of this winter came exceptionally early. From the Northeast Fortress of Great Zhou to the grasslands, and then all the way to Black Moon City, vast stretches of land were draped in a silvery-white cloak of snow overnight.
Recently, perhaps because there were no other weapons available to supply him, Peter had become somewhat annoying, coming every few days to ask about the progress of the Matchlock Gun's development.
Unfortunately, Zhou Xu had no particularly good solution.
After all, in terms of status, Peter could be considered a technical investor. Since they had agreed to cooperate on this project, he naturally had the right to know how things were progressing.
Considering how long Peter had served as his scapegoat, it was time for him to produce some tangible results that Peter could see and touch. It would not be very decent to keep stringing him along like this.
With that thought, Zhou Xu casually tossed yet another letter from Peter to the side. At the same time, he wrote Peter a reply, then turned directly to the personal guard beside him and said...
"Make a trip to the Firearms Research Department. Get an early Matchlock Gun sample from there, pack it in a decent wooden box, seal it, put this letter inside as well, and deliver it to the people from the Rakshasa Republican Party."
"Yes!"
The personal guard acknowledged the order and moved swiftly.
The wooden box containing their early Matchlock Gun sample