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Returning to London to become a wealthy man.

travel back in time from the present day? What to do standing on the streets of London on May 13, 1943?

sckyh · Politique et sciences sociales
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Chapter 28: New Skill, Weapon Design

As Carlo Gambino imagined the bright future after whitewashing and felt grateful to Li Yi'an and the bigwigs behind him, Li Yi'an, sitting on the soft chair, was playing with the typewriter in his hand.

A Chicago-brand one.

Seriously, no drum magazine? Disappointing.

While playing with the weapon, a light screen flashed before his eyes.

[New skill discovered: "Shooting." Would you like to learn this skill?]

"Learn!"

[Skill "Shooting" acquired.]

Li Yi'an's mind was filled with various shooting knowledge, including how to use weapons and shoot accurately.

The skill level in the system was equivalent to the user's level, and Li Yi'an wasn't sure whether his Level 2 proficiency was amateur or professional, but one thing was certain: the unfamiliar Thompson submachine gun, which was once only seen in movies, immediately became familiar. As he toyed with the submachine gun in his hand, he casually pulled the bolt and then squeezed the trigger.

"Rat-tat-tat..."

The sound of the empty chamber hitting echoed crisply, but something seemed off.

With a hint of doubt, Li Yi'an began disassembling the submachine gun. His proficient movements made it hard to believe that this was his first time handling a gun.

After disassembling the submachine gun, Li Yi'an quickly found the malfunction.

"It's the worn-out bronze H-shaped delayed recoil block. Just replace it with a new one..."

Muttering to himself, Li Yi'an realized that his understanding of firearms had advanced to a new level. Even the obscure principles and structures of firearms he had seen in gun magazines during his studies became clear. He even felt like he could design weapons.

Not design, more like replicate.

"This submachine gun is way too complicated, no wonder it's sold weirdly."

Li Yi'an said, but in his mind, a simple weapon—the Uru submachine gun—appeared. Its main components were assembled from stamped parts, welding, and spot welding.

What was even more astonishing was its parts—there were only 17 of them in total!

Even though it only had 17 components, including the magazine and stock, it was incredibly simple. Compared to other submachine guns with dozens or even hundreds of parts, its simplicity was astounding!

Although it only had 17 components, its structure was sturdy, durable, reliable, and highly accurate.

However, this submachine gun using the free bolt principle was destined to be obsolete from the day it was born. After all, the mid-1970s was the era of assault rifles.

Li Yi'an realized that when the exploded view of the Uru submachine gun, which he had seen at some point, flashed in his mind, the previously ambiguous structure became extremely clear. After understanding the function and principle of each component clearly, everything about this submachine gun in his mind became clear.

"Perhaps I can make it..."

Without hesitation, Li Yi'an picked up paper and pen and began sketching. But before he could even draw, a light screen flashed again.

[New skill discovered: "Light Weapon Design." Would you like to learn this skill?]

Oh my goodness!

In that moment, Li Yi'an was truly shocked!

Although he had felt the system's power before, he didn't expect it to be this powerful.

"So, as long as I'm willing, I can choose a skill, and the system will grant me new skills!"

Facing the emerging potential of the system—or rather, the potential of Dad!

Li Yi'an fell to his knees!

This dad didn't encourage or bribe you with sticks or candy when you learned; instead, he fed you "ink" directly, until you were full. Direct infusion!

"Learn!"

[Skill "Light Weapon Design" acquired.]

With the system's prompt, Li Yi'an's mind was flooded with knowledge related to light weapon design, from the structure and principles of weapons to material knowledge. In an instant, Li Yi'an went from being an arts student to a science student, specializing in light weapon design!

Naturally, this included knowledge of how to draw blueprints.

Even though it was only basic knowledge, it was enough for him.

After exiting the system, Li Yi'an immediately threw away the scribbles he had drawn before—barely distinguishable from a turtle's crawl—and closed his eyes, recalling the structure of the Uru submachine gun he had seen before. Then, patiently, he sharpened his pen and began to draw the blueprints.

Originally, he only had a rudimentary understanding of the principles and structures, but now, with the support of a designer, these blueprints were effortless to him. Not only could he draw out the designs, but he also labeled the dimensions and even the types of steel needed for each part. It seemed as though Li Yi'an was a superb weapons designer himself.

In less than two hours, dozens of drawings were completed. Why so fast?

There were only seventeen components in total; how much slower could it be?

Even at this speed, it was because the coordination between his brain and hands hadn't been fully refined yet.

Looking at the drawings in front of him, Li Yi'an couldn't help but smile proudly.

"Now, this is what genius looks like! From now on, let me redefine the concept of genius..."

As he spoke, he even glanced left and right.

"It's a bit of a pity, though; there should be a grand piano here. We could directly develop new skills and become masters..."

As he said this, Li Yi'an felt a sense of pride in his heart. He suddenly realized that this system was, in essence, the "Master System." Its purpose wasn't just to teach you skills; it was to, under its influence, make you a master!

Not just an ordinary master, but the kind of master who had no predecessors or successors.

"Oh, actually, I don't want to..."

Once again, admiring the drawings he had made, Li Yi'an muttered to himself.

"Actually, I just want to be an ordinary person, but unfortunately, I'm too outstanding. There's nothing I can do; I accidentally exposed myself..."

As if responding to a divine revelation, a beam of light shone in from the window, the headlights of a car.

Someone was delivering money!