If something has a direction, technological breakthroughs are simple. If it does not, then breakthroughs become especially difficult.
If you do not know how to make high-quality steel, do not know how to make the most crucial propellant, then even if you research desperately, enormous technical problems will still remain.
Do you know how shocking a perfectly smooth obelisk could be to a civilization?
The steel material for the gun barrels was manageable; it could be solved through Magic Runes.
But the processing techniques for Slime powder were completely beyond their imagination.
They could imitate the Flintlock Musket, but producing it required vast amounts of manpower and resources, and its power still could not match the original.
The Black powder version of the Flintlock Musket was far less powerful than the Slime powder version, and it produced thick clouds of smoke.
Ever since completing the tests, Odris had remained silent, staring at the Sand table and running simulation after simulation.
Winning would require enormous resources.
If they did not fight, then at Lynn's rate of development, who knew when he might truly unite the Demi-humans.
That weapon could be copied, but the imitation guns were much heavier than the originals.
The barrels had to be thickened, unlike Lynn's gun, which was truly light.
The army would not reject advanced weapons, but replacing their equipment would take time as well.
Count Drowo was so anxious he was hopping mad. Count Angris proposed strengthening Military Equipment and carrying out full-scale imitation, while Count Scholburg continued to lie flat as always.
That rebellious son truly had no intention of letting him live in peace.
And in truth, it was exactly as he had expected.
There was not much time left before winter truly arrived. Once winter came, both sides would basically hole