Lilim pointed at the tank. "Your requirements—do you think the tank you envisioned would be countered by all kinds of magic?"
"Getting stuck in mud, having its armor pierced by high-level Penetrating Magic, getting blown up by someone throwing an Explosive pack from a hundred meters away, and having a slow-turning turret."
Lynn said, "Yes. All of those."
"So you want a mobile long-range weapon that's more convenient and quick, able to fire from a hundred meters away, outside a mage's range—basically, something that works like a Mobile Ballista."
Lynn said, "Mm."
"But think about it, meow. How do Battle Qi and magic improve defense?"
Lynn thought for a moment. "Battle Qi and magic both rely on mana for defense. Only the oldest Battle Qi method, Body forging, can truly improve the body's strength. Otherwise, even a 9th Rank fighter can be injured by weapons made from high-grade Magic Guidance Materials."
"My father had a fortuitous encounter, so his body is strong enough that bows, crossbows, blades, and swords can't hurt him. Usually, the only way to injure him is with magic."
"That means fire, extreme cold, or pure mana attacks. Poison works, too."
"A purely physical attack—say, a 20-millimeter Machine gun round—would probably only give him minor injuries and slight internal damage."
"I can say I'm not afraid of bullets now, either, but I'm only not afraid of ordinary bullets. If I'm hit too many times, or struck by bullets larger than 8 millimeters, I'll bleed and suffer internal injuries. A few hits from bullets around 8 millimeters would just hurt a lot, but I can't simply stand there and take them. If I'm hit enough times, I'll bleed eventually. And if I can bleed, then enough hits can kill me."
"What are you asking about this for?"
"Exactly,