Yin Zidian

Is Magic really just a wish machine?
No! In a universe where Magic truly exists, the ultimate nature of Magic must be as simple and aesthetically pleasing as the laws of physics.
This is the story of a mass-produced magical war tool who learned the ultimate nature of Magic.
But what of it?
Just as birds can fly without understanding aerodynamics, magicians can use Magic without grasping its ultimate nature.
Learning the ultimate nature of Magic doesn't mean the tool can instantly transform into a great magician.
But yearning for knowledge is a human instinct, and curiosity is the primary driving force of human civilization. Even for Magic, which should seemingly defy explanation, humans hope to understand its inherent operational laws.
The pursuit of Magic's ultimate nature requires no reason!
The story in this book takes place in an era where steel and gunpowder dance together.
Here, firearms are on the rise; armor remains the main character; military theory is changing rapidly, with endless innovations in systems and techniques. And this world has something more than ours: Magic.
The world is undergoing a profound transformation, and no one can remain detached from it...

Steel, Explosives, and Spellcasters

"Slaves! Gold and silver! More wealth!"


"And after obtaining all these?" The old slave, Bald Tail, raised his head, looking into the eyes of the people of the Ganquan Tribe.


Feeling uneasy under the stare, the man from the Ganquan Tribe scolded, "You old slave! What are you suggesting?"


"Then let's burn down the village," suggested Bald Tail, bowing his head. "Divide our forces into two, hide a small group, and have the majority set the fire and pretend to retreat after the blaze. We wait for the two-legged ones to come back to put out the fire before following them. Just like hunting, following their path will lead us to where the prey hides."


Upon hearing this, Blue Horse and Stone Arrow's eyes shone with excitement.


After some thought, the man from the Ganquan Tribe decided to go with Bald Tail's plan.


A little over a hundred tribesmen were divided into two wings.


Chapter 58 Part-Time Job_2