The next day, when it was a little dawn, Tang Weiyi woke up. Looking at Mo Zizai who was still asleep, she blushed and secretly got out of bed and picked up all her clothes. These clothes even included the bellyband she kept yesterday.

Thinking of what happened yesterday, Tang Weiyi felt a little feverish. Although Mo Zizai did not eat her yesterday, she did not let her go easily. She tossed her for a long time and even removed her last armor.

Fortunately, with her strong restraint, Xiao Lu was not shocked, otherwise she would have no shame to see anyone.

Tang Weiyi, who was dressed, looked at Mo Zizai's still sleeping face and couldn't help but lean over and kiss him secretly. She found that Mo Zizai didn't notice at all. Tang Weiyi didn't know what she was thinking, and she showed a silly smile on her face.

After laughing for a while, Tang Weiyi came to her senses and found that time had passed for a long time. She subconsciously stuck out her tongue, then turned around and ran away as if she ran away.

"This girl..."

As soon as Tang Weiyi left the hall, Mo Zizai opened her eyes and there was a little beauty missing in her arms. Naturally, he, a gentleman who was not very confused in her arms, could not feel anything.

He was just afraid that this girl would be shy, so he didn't open his eyes. Unexpectedly, he was stolen and kissed.

However, after thinking about what happened after the bellyband fell off yesterday, Mo Zizai was still a little surprised. "I didn't expect that the girl's mind was even wider than she predicted."

"As long as you go through the clothes, you can't guess how big it is. This sentence is indeed correct."

After taking a little time to suppress the uprising of the little brother, Mo Zizai also put on his clothes and got up.

After his strength increased to the Ivying Realm yesterday, he felt that the world seemed a little different, but he didn't have time to feel it carefully yesterday, so he just happened to experience it well now.

Mo Zizai stood in the center of the hall and closed his eyes, carefully experiencing the changes in his body.

First of all, his body's perception of the outside world became much clearer. After he closed his eyes, he could clearly feel the flow of the outside air.

The seemingly calm air, the slightest waves of air were flowing like a stream of water. The air flow hit him, and was separated as if he was hit by a reef, and then continued to flow around his body towards him.

With Mo Zizai's current perception, the airflow about five meters around his body was clearly visible, which means that even if he closed his eyes, everything within the five meters was under his control.

"The Ming Dynasty is in the sky, and it is invisible."

Mo Zizai opened his eyes and reached out to touch the air. Flashes of invisible air flow were suddenly scattered by his hands, "Is this the Secret Land?"

In this state, Mo Zizai felt a vague feeling of controlling everything. Now even if the Qianji Crossbow suddenly shot at him, as long as he entered his five-meter range, he could detect it in advance, and then block or avoid it.

This is the power of the martial artists in the Youzhao Realm. In addition to improving their strength, the most important thing is this kind of perception that is observable.

Before you can take action, the warrior of the Youzhao Realm already knows your actions. No matter what moves you use, he can predict the enemy's initiative and target them in advance.

"It's a bit more self-protection ability. I've been tossed by Da Zhou again, so I can be safer when I run away."

Although Mo Zizai was a little happy about his improvement in his strength, he didn't care too much. As a man of King Zizai and Empress, there must be few opportunities to take action himself.

If he really needs to take action himself at all times, it means one thing is that the Great Zhou has been destroyed and all his subordinates have died.

Otherwise, if he needs his subordinates to take action again and again, then what else can he support his subordinates to do?

After getting familiar with the ability of the Youzhaojing, Mo Zizai threw this matter behind his head. Seeing that it was already dawn, he picked up the warrant written by Tang Weiyi from the table yesterday, went back to his palace and called some people, and headed straight for the Military Weapon Bureau under the Ministry of Works.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, there are three departments under the Ministry of Works that build military weapons.

Among them, Tiangong Academy specializes in the research and development and transformation of military weapons, and is considered a scientific research unit.

The other two are the Military Weapon Bureau and the Fire Weapon Bureau.

The Military Weapon Bureau specializes in creating cold weapons, such as swords, guns, bows and crossbows, all of which are built in the Military Weapon Bureau.

The firearms are different. It is specially used to build firearms, just like the red cannon that Mo Zizai saw in his previous life in history.

However, in the Firearm Bureau, there are only cannons and other firearms, because for people in this world, the power of firearms is a bit too weak.

As a time traveler, Mo Zizai has no plans to open the Pandora's box of thermal weapons. After all, he has an accelerator, which is much better than a firearm.

Of course, the most important thing is that he is not a science and engineering subject and has no research on thermal weapons. He has basically nothing except tin, tin, carbon, and sulphur.

And it is no exaggeration to say that he doesn't even know what the nitr ore and sulfur ore looks like. Even if he wants to open the Pandora's box, he can't open it.

In today's Great Zhou, cold weapons are the most widely used things, and it seems that because of true qi, this world is very different from the previous world that Mo Zizai knew.

Whether it is animals, plants or ores, it has qualitative improvements in quality than Mo Zizai’s previous lives.

First of all, weapons. Although the forging level in this world is incomparable to modern industries in previous lives, the quality of weapons created is far greater than those industrialized products.

The hardness of the swords in this world is far greater than that of the hardest alloys in the previous world, not to mention the world's top weapons.

Take the dragon sword in Mo Zizai's hand as an example. Mo Zizai has the confidence to use it to cut off anything in his previous life, let alone a sword made by the skilled sword in his previous life. Even if it is a hydraulic press, a main battle tank, a bank vault, Mo Zizai has the confidence to cut them directly without using his true energy.

After Mo Zizai arrived at the Military Weapon Bureau, he found that the guards on guard were napping against the wall. He also heard the movements in the Military Weapon Bureau, and there was basically no sound of jingling bells for making weapons. It seemed that no one was casting weapons.

Seeing this situation, Mo Zizai couldn't help but frown slightly. The Military Weapon Bureau should have more than 3,000 people now. Logically speaking, the border is still fighting, and the Military Weapon Bureau should be busy casting weapons, so it shouldn't be so quiet.

When he learned that Mo Zizai was coming with the empress's handwriting, the highest commander of the Military Weapon Bureau and the military weapon envoy of the Military Weapon Bureau immediately rushed over and welcomed Mo Zizai to the Military Weapon Bureau.

"The military weapon envoy of the government military weapon bureau, Tao Qiong, has met King Zizai."

"Okay, no gift."

Mo Zizai sat on the master's seat without hesitation, waved his hand, and asked without hesitation: "Ambassador Tao, as far as I know, today should not be a day for rest, right?"
Chapter completed!