There is no guarantee for the lottery? So what?

#317 - Chapter 317: Monster Attacks the City

"Which direction?"

While asking, Mo Wang waved his hand, signaling Tongtong to call back her teammates.

"Inside the wall, only the east, west, and north directions have large groups of mutated beasts; the rest are more scattered. Outside the wall, beast groups haven't formed yet; only a small number of mutated beasts are trying to enter."

Hearing that there were only three sides, Mo Wang breathed a sigh of relief.

He asked into the communicator:

"What's the hardness of Wall Sheena like? How much longer can it hold?"

If the hardness of Wall Sheena wasn't strong, there would be no need to protect it.

But if it could defend against the attacks of most of the mutated beasts on the island, then things would be different.

"Currently, no mutated beast has been able to destroy the wall, including the stomach acid of the soil-eating ants and the impact of the hammer slime, but a large drill python is approaching from the east."

It seems the hardness of Wall Sheena is pretty good. In that case, it's necessary to protect it.

But it seems things aren't very urgent yet. Mo Wang ordered, "Okay, then send me a mission, summoning nearby ability users to come here and clear out the mutated beasts inside and outside the wall."

"Received!"

After the call ended, Mo Wang took out his treasure sack, pulled out a cannon that could fit a person, and then loaded a cannonball into it.

He also took out a monocle, put it on, and began aiming towards the east.

Could this monocle see a place more than two hundred kilometers away?

Qi Jing and the others stared curiously at Mo Wang's every move.

Before long, Mo Wang adjusted the angle of the cannon and then slapped a source stone onto the cannon's rear!

Bang!

With a violent explosion that shot into the sky, the cannonball flew rapidly towards the east in a parabolic trajectory.

"Old gambling dog, your cannon-shooting skills haven't declined. I reckon that drill snake will be blown to bits in a moment."

Gou Dehao handed Mo Wang a wine pot, and he took it and took a small sip.

"It's alright; the main thing is that this monocle hasn't broken yet."

Mo Wang saw the curious gazes of the young fellows beside him and explained:

"This monocle of mine is an item that I gambled out after fourteen syntheses. It can do X-ray vision, farsightedness, night vision, assisted aiming, network connection, intelligent AI, bulletproofing, etc. It's already been strengthened to the point where it can't be strengthened any further."

For Mo Wang, synthesis was like strengthening, merging the functions of one item onto another.

But even for him, he could only synthesize an item up to fourteen times. One more time and it would be directly scrapped, and all previous efforts would be wasted.

Therefore, all of his "final products" had mostly undergone thirteen or fourteen syntheses.

Although there were one or two items that had been synthesized more than fifteen times, the cost was too high, and Mo Wang hadn't gambled like that in a long time.

"Do you want to go to the other side of the wall to fight mutated beasts?"

Qi Jing nodded: "Yes, I'll go."

Although his source energy was less than 30% right now, he could still fight with his fists and feet.

"We'll go too."

With Qi Jing there, Yan Cheng felt that the few of them guarding one direction wouldn't be a problem.

Mo Wang agreed: "Okay, then let Old Gou accompany you on a trip. Choose a direction."

With Gou Dehao there, the safety of these people could be somewhat guaranteed.

"East."

Qi Jing wanted to see the power of that cannon shot just now.

"Alright, come in."

Come in?

Come in what?

Seeing Mo Wang pat the cannon's muzzle, Qi Jing understood that he wanted them to get inside this cannon.

So this thing could really hold people.

Gou Dehao jumped in first, with only his head sticking out.

"I'll play first. Old Mo, take off!"

Mo Wang took out another source stone and slapped it against the cannon:

"Off you go!"

Bang!

Gou Dehao, like the cannonball just now, shot towards the eastern sky.

Qi Jing looked at Gou Dehao, who was gradually moving away, and was afraid that he would shout, "I'll be back."

"Grandpa Mo, can it really land safely?"

"Yes, this cannon is actually just a stable launcher. It won't produce any impact force after landing. The cannonball just now was able to blow up the large mutated beast based on its own power."

Is that so?

But this launching speed didn't look like a "stable" launcher at all.

However, Grandpa Mo wouldn't deceive these juniors of his. With a nervous heart, Qi Jing climbed into the cannon.

"Off you go!"

"Waaaaaah!"

Qi Jing suddenly felt something push his butt, his head heated up, and when he came back to his senses, he was already flying in the sky.

He looked back, but his view was blocked by the dense forest below, and he couldn't see the previous location at all, only some mutated beasts foraging here.

It's so high. If he didn't often use the Scale Demon Wings to fly around, this fear of heights would probably give him a hard time.

He just didn't know when he would reach his destination.

He took out his phone and looked at the current speed: 500 meters per second.

Wow, that's so fast! And he hadn't felt even a bit of wind blowing. What an amazing cannon.

Now it was the ascent stage; it should be even faster when descending.

No, the speed displayed on the phone had never changed. This cannon was a constant-speed cannon!

Awesome.

Then he would only need about eight minutes to reach his destination.

Shouldn't he film a video to share?

The forest, the sky, the morning sun, and the handsome me—it was simply the top-notch short video that only the best director of the year could film!

Film it, film it quickly!

Eight minutes later.

Qi Jing felt that his altitude was already decreasing, and he could see a pile of mutated beasts below Wall Sheena, which he had just launched from, plotting something.

"Little Qi, here!"

On the wall, an old man was waving at him.

It was Grandpa Gou Dehao.

Qi Jing immediately spread his Scale Demon Wings, broke free from the cannon's constant speed force, and flew towards the wall.

"How was it? Cool, right?"

After landing, Gou Dehao proudly asked Qi Jing:

"Did you see the crater from the cannonball just now?"

"I saw it. It's huge."

Several kilometers away from here, there was a large, smoking crater, which looked like the cannon that Grandpa Mo had just fired.

There was no life around it, and the ground was sunken several meters, causing great damage to the ecology.

"That's the cannonball formula I came up with. Awesome, right?"

Although the synthesis table was very random, it also had its patterns.

Back then, Gou Dehao had lost so many, many things gambling on synthesis. Because of the large base, he had luckily come up with many useful item formulas, and this cannonball was one of them.

After that, Mo Wang often went to the synthesis table to mass-produce these cannonballs and use them as his ordinary ranged attacks.

"Awesome. When are we going down to kill these mutated beasts?"

Qi Jing was still more interested in wielding his knife.

"We can go down now. Did you see this cannon? Although it's not as powerful as Mo the old gambling dog's, it's more than enough to support you from this wall."

Gou Dehao also took out a cannon from his treasure sack, but it was smaller and uglier than Mo Wang's.

"How about I draw a prize for you before you go?"

"Draw a prize!"

Stinky Fish Rotten Shrimp Basin: Splashing it on the opponent will bring them bad luck until they wash it off.

Ugh.

It's better to draw this cannon.

"Draw a prize!"