N-A-A Chapter 54 Industry is power!
Chapter 54 Industry is power!
Chapter 54 Industry is Power! (Second Update)
Standing before the steampunk-style assembly line gleaming with redstone circuitry, Pei Qi held the original [Replica Magic IXA], which shimmered with a purple enchantment, and sighed deeply.
If you ignore the mountain of waste behind him, the scene has a rather profound feel to it, like a master craftsman gazing at his masterpiece.
But for the past two weeks, Pei Qi has actually been doing something really stupid: "replicating bugs".
Since I can synthesize an S-class artifact by randomly pressing buttons on the first try, if I can perfectly replicate every step, every injection angle of every milliliter of Rc fluid, and even the frame rate of the machine at that time, can I then mass-produce S-class Quinques?
However, even though Pei Qi restored all the parameters at a pixel-perfect 1:1 ratio and even played the same background music during the synthesis, the result was still disheartening.
After hundreds or thousands of attempts, the best result was a "high-quality replica" that barely reached grade B, and its stability was ridiculously poor, exploding after only two uses.
Pei Qi had to admit a subjective truth: within the rules of Minecraft, there is something called a "seed," and there is also a kind of metaphysics called...
Drop rate.
At that moment on that day, fate's random number happened to jump to that one in a billion chance of a "great success".
"Forget it, S-rank can't be forced; those are for commanders. As for the grunts—humph, it's good enough if they're even useful."
Pei Qi hung the IXA back on his waist, turned around and looked at the roaring, fully automated "mass production line" behind him.
Although high-end models couldn't be manufactured, after Pei Qi adjusted the parameters and sacrificed the upper limit for stability, those low-end D-class and C-class Kunik models were now being produced in a continuous stream, like canned goods on an assembly line.
"Click—sizzle"
The robotic arm precisely picked up a freshly made "Standard Koukaku Shield (Class D)" and neatly placed it in the box.
These MC-made quinques are like the difference between a "point-and-shoot camera" and a "professional SLR" compared to the genuine ones used by the investigators in the original work.
While the original Quinque was incredibly powerful, its side effects were extremely noticeable.
They require users to have extremely high physical fitness to resist the weight, and long-term use can lead to mental erosion, and may even cause users to hear the whispers of dead ghouls.
Some queinks with bad tempers, such as those with self-awareness, can even turn on their owners and eat their arms.
And what about the MC version of Quinque? It has no soul, no emotion.
After being formatted by the [General Machinery], the biological consciousness in the Hepburn has been completely erased, leaving only the purest biological instincts.
It doesn't whisper, it doesn't backfire, and holding it in your hand is like holding a battery.
"Safe and reliable, except it's a bit fuel-inefficient."
Pei Qi picked up a mass-produced "Scale Blade Tactical Whip (Grade C)" and casually flicked it, creating a whooshing sound.
The only drawback, or rather "characteristic," is the extremely high demand for Rc cell extract.
The original quinque can self-circulate, but it's a "gas guzzler." Once it runs out of oil and the Rc fluid is depleted, it immediately turns into a useless lump of rubber or scrap metal.
"But is that a drawback? In my industrial system, it's not a drawback at all; it's a business model," Pei Qi said with a smile.
Just like printers are sold cheaply, but ink cartridges are ridiculously expensive.
Through assembly line production, the cost of a Class D quinque rifle was reduced by Pei Qi to a level comparable to that of an AK47 rifle.
Furthermore, in order to adapt to the needs of different GOC units, Pei Qi also designed a "modular interface".
Assault rifleman? Here's a new Feather Kite launcher for you, use it as a submachine gun.
Shieldbearer? I'll give you a heavy armored shield; it can withstand RPGs.
Scout? I'll give you a new grappling hook so you can scale walls and rooftops.
This flexibility of "changing the kagune like changing the magazine" is something that the original quinques, which could only be in a fixed form, could not match.
So the question is, how did Pei Qi manage to consume such a huge amount of Rc cells and incur such high maintenance costs?
The answer lies on the fourth basement level, in that restricted area marked as the "Bioenergy Workshop".
Pushing open the heavy, airtight door, what comes into view is not a bloody slaughterhouse, but a lush, green "greenhouse," albeit one that is tinged with red.
Thousands of "organic infusion machines" from the "thermal expansion" module are neatly arranged, emitting a slight hum.
"Could this be considered—green agriculture?"
Pei Qi looked at the things growing wildly in the transparent windows of the machines, his expression somewhat subtle.
Under the dual catalysis of abundant sunlight and plant nutrients, the Rc cells that should have grown in the ghoul's body, representing bloodshed and predation, are now proliferating wildly in the petri dish like weeds.
Input: Water + Energy + Bone meal Output: Rc cell crystals with 99.9% purity.
There is no need to kill or hunt.
In the rules of Minecraft, as long as something is deemed a "plantable crop," even if it's demon flesh, I can make it grow into flowers.
"Currently, the hourly output of a single production line is ————"
Pei Qi glanced at the data on the monitoring screen:
[Rc cell solution output: 5.2 tons/hour]
[D-class standard quinque assembly: 120 units/hour]
This is a breathtaking number.
In another world, crafting a Quinque might require sacrificing several investigators to hunt one down.
For Pei Qi, this was only one minute's worth of production capacity.
"This is the power of industry. In the face of the assembly line, so-called mysticism and biological miracles are just raw materials waiting to be processed."
Of course, in addition to Rc cells, the production of quinques also requires a key material—quinque steel.
This is an extremely rare memory metal, even more precious than the Kagura in the original work.
But in Pei Qi's eyes, who possessed the [Thermal Expansion] technology tree, this was no big deal at all.
Pei Qi discovered that the so-called "Quinck Steel" was actually a polymer of Rc cells and a special alloy.
All he needs to do is mix the selected rare metal powders in a certain proportion, add a high concentration of Rc liquid, and then put them into an induction furnace to be fired at a high temperature of several thousand degrees.
"Ding!"
One after another, silver-gray "mass-produced quinque steel ingots" with biological memory function were spat out.
cost?
Water is unlimited, lava is unlimited, as long as there is a lava-making machine, and electricity is provided by a geothermal generator.
Rounding down is equivalent to getting something for free.
With such terrifying production capacity, Pei Qi is fully capable of arming this "GOC branch" to the teeth.
In theory, he could even equip the cleaning lady with a "Yuhe Vacuum Cleaner" and the head chef of the cafeteria with a "Jiahe Wok".
But Pei Qi did not do that.
He only distributed these mass-produced equipment to the core "Special Operations Group" and some senior agents who had signed a strict confidentiality agreement.
Although quinque is not strictly speaking a prohibited substance, its origin is too sensitive.
In this world, the only research institute possessing quinque manufacturing technology, Research Institute No. 24, was razed to the ground by G0C itself more than twenty years ago. All the relevant technical personnel died, and the data was sealed away.
If thousands of brand-new quinques suddenly appeared on the market, with technology even more advanced than those from twenty years ago, how would you explain that?
"You can't exactly tell people I was pulled out of my crotch, or that I was molded from mud, can you?"
Pei Qi rubbed his temples.
Although some old quinques occasionally appear on the black market, each one fetches an exorbitant price. Pei Qi can claim that he "buys them back from the black market at high prices and then refurbishes them."
But if it's several thousand —
"That black market boss must be Doraemon."
Therefore, the circulation volume must be controlled.
"Let's disguise it as the activation of GOC's top-secret inventory." Pei Qi finalized his excuse. "Anyway, only God knows what that fire twenty years ago destroyed. I'll just say it didn't burn completely back then, and we dug up a secret armory underground—"
"Yes, that makes sense."
"As for why this inventory looks as new as if it just came off the factory—"
"That's thanks to Germany—oh no, it's thanks to the oil paper wrapping technology of the Showa era."