Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 287 Facing the CPU, the Dwarf Collapses!

Bahrain spoke in a deep voice:

"I know how to dismantle it."

He took out a complete set of wrenches, screwdrivers, and socket wrenches from his spatial ring.

"The people of Daxia taught me simple maintenance and also gave me these tools specifically for disassembling equipment."

Elder Glenn's eyes lit up, and he leaned closer to examine it closely.

"These tools...are made of ordinary materials, but have strange shapes."

"What's this hexagon for?"

Bahrain picked up an Allen wrench and aimed it at a bolt on the tank's outer shell.

"Like this."

He put it on and tightened the screw, and the screw came loose.

He noticed that some screw types were missing from his tools, and immediately said to the curious onlookers:

"See this screw? It was made based on the design of these tools."

These are not the sizes of the screws used for maintenance; the missing wrench needs to be forged.

Dwarves are known for their fast forging speed, especially since those present are all master forging experts.

In less than half an hour, a table full of wrenches of various sizes was laid out.

King Muradin said:

"Now that everything is ready, let's begin!"

"Remember its structure, and think about how to replicate it!"

"Understood, Your Majesty!"

Several dwarf craftsmen and elders rushed forward and began dismantling the tank.

Click, click—

The sound of wrenches turning echoed throughout the workshop.

Their immense strength allows them to easily turn screws without the need for machinery.

To disassemble the chassis, it can even be pushed up and flipped sideways to disassemble it.

At first, everyone complained that the tank was fixed with screws in such a crude way, which was not aesthetically pleasing at all!

But they also occasionally exclaimed in amazement, astonished by the manufacturing techniques and ideas of Daxia.

Overall, I was still very interested.

Before you know it, half a day has passed.

Armor plates, tracks, rollers, turret shell...

One by one, the parts were unloaded and neatly stacked on the ground.

Looking at the mountain of parts in front of them, everyone's interest had long since been exhausted.

Elder Glenn wiped the sweat from his brow and exclaimed in amazement.

"My God... this is just the outer shell?"

Another craftsman slumped to the ground.

"The equipment we build consists of at most a dozen or so parts."

"This...this must have thousands of parts, right?"

"That's not all."

Bahrain wiped his hands.

"This is just the simplest outer shell; inside are the weapon systems, propulsion systems, protection systems, electrical equipment, and so on that the Great Xia people mentioned..."

"I think that's what it was called, something about engines, transmissions..."

dwarf:"……"

The worst thing is when the air suddenly goes quiet.

King Muradin broke the silence and said:

"Don't just stand there, let's continue."

Fortunately, dwarves are all ruthless.

It's common for someone to go into seclusion for half a month or a month without sleeping in order to craft a piece of equipment.

This amount of time and difficulty is nothing to them.

"dismantle!"

Another night of hard work.

The workshop was brightly lit, and the sound of hammers striking metal never stopped.

When they encountered screws that they didn't know how to remove, Balin used his magic to explore the internal structure and directed the craftsmen to create the corresponding tools on the spot.

This ability helped them a lot, as there were some places they really didn't know how to dismantle.

Until the next morning.

Four more small mountains of parts appeared on the floor of the workshop.

There were a bunch of engine parts, a bunch of gearbox parts, a jumble of wires and oil lines, and a whole bunch of electronic devices.

Elder Glenn sat on the ground, holding a drive shaft and staring blankly into space.

"I've been building weapons and equipment for over a hundred years... and I've never seen anything this complex."

Another elder held a pile of wires, examining them from all angles for a long time.

"Do you think these Great Xia people are just too well-fed? Why make things so complicated?"

"I'm afraid only the people of Great Xia know the answer," someone muttered.

"..."

King Muradin walked up to the pile of parts, his face ashen, and gritted his teeth, saying:

"Isn't normal equipment just swords, axes, bows, helmets, and armor?"

"There aren't that many parts!!"

A craftsman whispered:

"Your Majesty, those golems crafted by alchemists also have many parts..."

The king looked over expressionlessly.

The craftsman trembled.

"A puppet?"

Elder Glenn sneered.

"Those fancy but useless toys could be smashed by any soldier. What's the comparison?"

"But this tank... it can blast a small hill down with a single shot!"

The entire room fell silent once again.

Bahrain stood up.

"Gentlemen, the reason why tanks are so complex is that they need to be able to be driven by ordinary people in Great Xia, whose bodies are very weak."

"Tanks are designed this way for rapid movement, to assist soldiers in aiming, and to have defense comparable to a Tier 5 tank."

"It's basically a mobile fortress."

"It's so complex to achieve all this; you have to learn to think from their perspective to understand why they designed it this way!"

Hearing this, the complaints finally subsided a bit.

That makes sense.

King Muradin nodded.

"Keep disassembling, and put everything away neatly according to its category."

The dwarves rallied.

Another half day has passed.

The small mountain of parts has become a huge mountain.

Elder Glenn stared at a complex circuit board, still unsure how to proceed with disassembling it.

So his magic spread in to investigate.

The next second, he was stunned.

"This...this board isn't actually made of a single piece?"

"What?"

Other craftsmen gathered around.

Bahrain frowned, took the circuit board, and examined it carefully.

"I was able to take apart the monitor I was holding earlier. Inside, it's just glass and layers of thin film. I can't understand anything about it."

"Your board looks similar... Never mind, let's take it apart first and then study it."

"..."

Elder Glenn trembled with cold anger.

"What are the people of Great Xia thinking!?"

"Why make it so complicated?!"

"Stop talking nonsense, demolish it!"

After everyone had finally dismantled every single component, they all collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted and disheveled.

A dwarf who liked to scratch his beard while thinking was now almost bald from scratching.

Only the king maintained his composure, sitting at the table drinking the Daxia beer he had brought back from Bahrain.

At the scene, only Bahrain remained, still examining the small items that had just been dismantled.

That was a square metal piece in the center of the circuit board.

He carefully pried open the metal cover of the CPU.

"What is this?"

He stared intently, scrutinizing the area.

Even with his seventh-level strength, he could only see a dense array of tiny structures.

He reached out his hand, and magic seeped into it.

Bahrain:"???"

He finally lost his temper and started yelling and cursing!

P.S.: Thank you to my godfathers for the gifts these past few days, so I'm adding an extra chapter!