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Seeing all three pairs of eyes turn to the remaining two major weapons of mass destruction, Tamura Hiroshi did not delay, walking over to the side of one of them and explaining.

"I call this the Fire God Cannon. It uses six steel barrels rotating to mitigate the problem of bullet detonations overheating the barrel, thereby increasing the rate of fire.

The scale of the bullets is the same as the just-demonstrated Fire God Gun. Because I cannot purchase too many Explosive Tags, I only made one hundred bullets.

As long as you turn this handle, the barrels will rotate. It also requires chakra to trigger the Explosive Tags inside the bullets."

After giving a brief explanation, Tamura Hiroshi retreated behind Dodai once again.

These were made simply from ordinary steel, and some were even filed down by his own hand using a metal file, making their structural integrity somewhat lower. He did not know whether they could withstand a hundred consecutive rounds of explosive firing.

Fortunately, for the sake of stability, it was not built to the dimensions of a Gatling, but rather as a true Fire God Cannon—the kind of autocannon size found on fighter jets from his past life. Its total length reached two meters, and it weighed three hundred catties, with special thickening applied particularly around the ammunition magazine.

Yozuki A stepped forward eagerly to operate it, mastering the usage in no time at all. He turned the handle to spin the barrels while simultaneously using chakra to ignite the Explosive Tags inside the bullets.

Bang bang bang...

Yozuki A's spinning speed grew faster and faster, and the frequency of bullet detonations increased as well, eventually merging into a dense, continuous roar.

In just a few seconds, the hundred bullets were completely expended. The jet of flame from the gunfire raised the surrounding temperature by a significant margin, and the barrels burned red-hot, though fortunately, there was no chamber explosion.

"And just like that, they're gone!"

Yozuki A felt very unfulfilled. He was just starting to get a feel for it when the bullets ran out, which felt deeply frustrating.

"Use it any longer than that, and it would blow up."

Dodai said with a chuckle, looking quite satisfied with this Fire God Cannon.

One didn't even need to look at the craters on the opposite wall to know they would be formidable; the crucial point was this rate of fire.

If the accuracy were improved, along with the strength of the bullets, even a Kage-level powerhouse might not necessarily be able to withstand sustained firing from this weapon.

If many of that kid's ideas were fully realized, the resulting destructive power would truly be unimaginable.

He never would have thought that combining small blowing-dart firecrackers with Explosive Tags could yield such terrifying power.

The most important thing was that this kind of major weapon had a simple structure, with its core component being nothing more than Explosive Tags, meaning it could be mass-produced.

That made it all the more terrifying!

"Is this an enlarged version of the Fire God Gun?"

Third Raikage still appeared very calm, shifting his gaze to the final, bulky contraption. Judging by its shape, it was similar to the Fire God Gun, but much larger—the barrels were as thick as his own arm.

"Yes, Lord Raikage!"

Tamura Hiroshi nodded, picking up the sole artillery shell. He removed the shell head, which weighed a full thirty catties, revealing the empty casing as he explained.

"This is a true cannon. The shells are much larger than bullets, capable of packing far more Explosive Tags, and even the warhead can be stuffed with a large quantity of Explosive Tags for a secondary explosion. The range should easily exceed ten li.

Then there are purely explosive shells that can be made quite large, allowing ninjas with Flying Ninja Beasts to fly high into the air and drop them onto enemy positions for bombardment. You can pack things like steel balls or iron fragments inside them, and the lethality is bound to be extremely strong.

Furthermore, that Fire God Gun can be made into an ultra-compact version for close-quarters combat, and you could even develop paired Nintaijutsu techniques. Whether it is close combat or mid-range fighting, it will be very effective..."

An artillery shell could hold far too many Explosive Tags. If they were packed tightly, stuffing a thousand sheets inside would not be a problem, and several hundred more could be crammed into the warhead. If someone could manufacture ultra-small sealing talismans or scrolls like those in Boruto, even more could be packed in, and the power would be greater still.

It was a pity that Explosive Tags were strategic resources; ordinary ninjas were not allowed to purchase too many at one time, and every acquisition required registration. Given his status as a Ninja Academy student, he couldn't buy many all at once, and the one hundred bullets for the Fire God Gun and Fire God Cannon had been accumulated over many years.

Moreover, weapons manufacturing was a rigorous and dangerous endeavor that required massive amounts of calculation and experimentation; he had merely fabricated simple models.

Just like how the Fire God Gun and Fire God Cannon had deformed after being used only once, if this cannon were truly packed full of Explosive Tags—especially high-grade ones—the chance of a chamber explosion would undoubtedly be even higher.

"You also mentioned having an A-rank intelligence report."

Third Raikage picked up the disassembled artillery shell, examined it closely, and looked quite satisfied before immediately inquiring about the intel.

One billion ryo coupled with these three major weapons was already enough to earn his approval; taking him on as a disciple was not a problem.

"That intelligence report cannot be told until Lord Raikage accepts me as a disciple."

With his eyes flickering, Tamura Hiroshi stated his condition, which also served as a layer of insurance.

"Playing mind games with the old man!"

Third Raikage laughed, unconcerned by this, and then asked, "Where did that one billion ryo of yours come from?"

Although he hadn't yet seen the specific intelligence on this little brat, anyone who left no impression on him clearly wasn't a member of the village's ninja clans, and even among the village's ninja clans, none could casually produce one billion ryo in cash on the spot.

"This, too, must wait until Lord Raikage gives his consent."

Tamura Hiroshi's eyes flickered once more, but he still refused to speak, needing to lock down the master-disciple relationship first.

"You little rascal!"

Third Raikage reached out and gave the boy's white hair a rough, forceful rub, smiling as he said, "I'll take you on as my disciple. Now you can tell me."

While he didn't care all that much about the details, he was quite curious.

"Your student greets Master!"

Overjoyed, Tamura Hiroshi hurried to bow in salute, a wave of relief washing over his heart.

As long as he became the Raikage's disciple, he likely wouldn't be immediately dispatched to the front lines as cannon fodder. Furthermore, he would be able to gain the Raikage's legacy techniques, such as the Lightning Release Armor and the Hell Stab.

The most important thing was gaining access to higher-tier resources to supplement his personal cultivation.

This world placed immense emphasis on bloodline inheritance; wanting to become a powerhouse meant one had to possess an exceptional bloodline, or else matters like chakra attributes and Chakra Quantity alone could bottleneck a person to death.

And wanting to become a top-tier powerhouse required secret technique inheritances or the bloodline of the Otsutsuki.

Unfortunately, Tamura Hiroshi possessed none of these, and coupled with the absence of a Golden Finger, he could only use wild imagination to forge his own opportunities. That was why he had expended so much effort to craft these firearms and artillery pieces, using them to establish achievements and demonstrate his own value in order to bypass his intrinsic limitations in talent.

Tamura Hiroshi calmed his emotions, then cautiously inquired.

"Has Teacher ever read The Story of Gatekeeper Grandpa Sarutobi?"

"The Chunin Ninja Exams of Kato Bin were less than ideal!"

Before Third Raikage could reply, Yozuki A blurted out in astonishment. Tamura Hiroshi's expression instantly took on a strange hint of complexity, and Dodai cast a similarly bizarre look at Yozuki A.

Catching both of their gazes, Yozuki A hurriedly lowered his head.

"Kato Bin? Kato? That surname seems to exist in Konoha."

Third Raikage looked at his son in puzzlement, then pondered for a moment before speaking.

He had some impression of the many powerhouses and ninja clans in the ninja world, and the Kato Clan seemed to exist over in Konoha.

"What about Bloodline is Not a Mere Pond Fish?"

"And what in the world is that?"

Tamura Hiroshi asked again. Third Raikage frowned, having never heard of it.

"Have you not read The Sorrows of a Female Ninja either?"

"What about The Ninja World is So Charming?"

"Carefree Little Traitor Ninja?"

"Kusanagi Chronicle?"

"Chunin Bai Jie?"

"The Story of Gatekeeper Grandpa Sarutobi?"

"Have you not read Qiongming Hokage Record either?"

Tamura Hiroshi rattled off dozens of book titles in succession, but Third Raikage still frowned, his confusion deepening alongside a genuine sense of bewilderment.

Yet Dodai and Yozuki A wore expressions of extraordinary vividness, looking at the young man with a mix of shock and suspicion.