Yan Dan Discusses Attacking the Immortal Master, the Reincarnated Body with Three Heads and Six Arms

"An explosion?"

At those two words, Fu Zhi's expression shifted slightly, and the scene of dismantling the Mohist Pavilion's steam cylinder flashed through his mind.

Back then, the cylinder had suddenly burst apart, iron shards spraying everywhere with terrifying force—a sight still vivid in his memory.

His tone grew grave. "I'm afraid this is no ordinary improvement to Mechanism Arts. After the Steam Engine, this is another revolutionary technological innovation from the Mohist Pavilion!"

"Think about it—if this thing can be manufactured in large quantities, then even ordinary mortals could use it to capture a fortified city in mere hours!"

He paused, sweeping his gaze across everyone in the tent, his voice carrying a trace of urgency. "We must seize this 'explosion technology' as soon as possible. Otherwise, if we fall one step behind, we'll fall behind Qin State at every turn in machinery from then on!"

"When that time comes, no matter how valiant our soldiers are, facing explosive cannons capable of blasting down city walls, they'll be forced into the most extreme disadvantage!"

As Fu Zhi pondered, he offered a suggestion. "In my view, forget about waiting for any alliance!

"Zhao Cheng is currently trapped in Daliang. To stabilize the remnants of Wei State, his fief of Wu'an must inevitably be weakly defended.

"Why don't we seize this chance to lead our troops straight at Wu'an, take the Mohist Pavilion, capture every one of those traitors who betrayed the Mohist School, and reclaim their technology?"

"What a brilliant move—pulling the firewood from beneath the cauldron!"

Jing Shao immediately clapped and cheered, his eyes shining as he looked at Crown Prince Dan of Yan. "Crown Prince Dan, this is a heaven-sent opportunity! What are you still hesitating for? Give the order!"

"This..."

Crown Prince Dan of Yan frowned instead,