27 Let Me Be Your Master! I'll Even Be Your Janitor!

The viewers were equally stunned by the unfolding scene.

"For the love of God!"

"How is this even possible!"

"Did I miss something? When did he fire?"

"Oh my god, this is the real Assassin's Creed. Ubisoft should take notes!"

"If we had pistols like this in trench warfare, the Japanese would've been clueless about who took them out. They'd think it was a kid chosen for the task!"

"It's chilling. Even Hollywood wouldn't dare to go this far. Imagine an assassin standing in front of you and taking you out with a single shot. It would have seemed like you suddenly fell ill and died on your own."

"This is horrifying and incredibly terrifying!"

"I could watch ten episodes of this, and I don't even like guns!"

"Is this how aliens will come for Earth? There would be endless assassinations in broad daylight!"

This truly shocked the viewers.

If they could see each other right now, they would be able to spot several slack jaws.

Saa stared at Captain Zhao in shock.

"Captain Zhao, did you really fire?

"How is that possible… Did you forget to load a bullet?"

Captain Zhao smiled and shrugged. He was tired of trying to explain himself.

He pointed at the bullet casings on the table and reloaded the magazine, pulled the bolt, and fired another shot at the target.

This time he fired six consecutive shots until the bullets ran out. The only sound heard was the empty clicks of gun.

Simultaneously, six faint "puff" sounds resonated from the target.

All six bullets had hit the target!

Moments later, Captain Zhao picked up the shells from the ground and placed it in front of everyone.

He ejected the magazine.

By now, the magazine was empty, and the brass casings on the table glistened under the light.

It was as if it was taunting everyone.

Captain Zhao sighed and shared the results of the experiment,

"I can't feel any recoil.

"There was practically no gunshot sound.

"There are no flares at the muzzle. While we don't have the equipment to measure the production of smoke, I believe it should be minimal.

"A child could treat this like a water gun!"

Indeed, hardly any training would be required!

Many people didn't realize that firearms didn't merely need to be standardized; they also needed to take the recoil into consideration.

Otherwise, you might not hit a target within two meters!

The chat erupted once more.

"Why didn't I study properly? I've only grown incredibly adept at cursing!"

"Ditto."

"Oh my god…"

"Isn't this gun a bit too outrageous?"

"Such things can't be allowed in society. It's way too terrifying. Public shootings will skyrocket!"

"Can human technology really reach this level?!"

"I doubt it. This has to be alien technology!"

"If Xia Zixin's father really made this, he must have advanced the world's technology by a hundred years!"

"Oh my god, forget about arresting him; we might end up worshiping him!"

The audience was in fervent discussion.

Meanwhile, Professor Wang trembled slightly.

He had contemplated the extent of the Desert Eagle's advancement, but he hadn't expected it to be this remarkable!

To ordinary people, this was a gun.

To a researcher like him, it was a treasure trove of scientific research technology that transcended the era!

Suppressors for firearms had been a challenge studied since firearms' inception.

The suppressors of his making could only eliminate smoke; but they still produced audible snaps.

It could be said that the more potent the gun was, the louder it would be.

Consequently, many shooting ranges provided noise-canceling headphones; otherwise, many would suffer hearing damage.

There was also the matter of recoil.

This factor most significantly impacted accuracy.

A shooter's skill level was essentially determined by how much recoil affected them.

This Desert Eagle had neither sound nor recoil.

Irrespective of its range and power, these two aspects alone were enough to elevate an army's effectiveness by several notches!

Professor Wang couldn't help but shed tears.

The emergence of this pistol meant that ordinary people of the nation could become lethal soldiers, each capable of facing ten opponents at once!

He exhaled and gazed at the screen.

"Xia Zixin, right?

"Is your father with you? I'd like to have a word with him.

"If possible, I'd like him to teach me. These scientific research techniques are something we're in dire need of!

"I could become his student and call him my mentor. Of course, if he's not interested, I could assist him in other ways. I've been involved in scientific research for so many years, so I possess a lot of experience as an assistant!

"I'm only hoping to learn from him!"

Sun Liang, who stood behind Professor Wang, was dumbfounded.

His mentor was a national-level scientific research professor.

He was someone bordering on being a statesman.

Every year, numerous students aspired to work under him.

Even on a global scale, many researchers would eagerly learn scientific research knowledge from him.

Now, he was looking to take someone else as his master. He had not even met the person!

This was incredibly shocking!

Sun Liang wanted to advise his mentor to slow down.

However, when he considered the pressure he'd been under in the realm of conceptual science lately, Sun Liang couldn't bring himself to do it.

After all, the father of the little girl in the live broadcast had indeed created a scientific research product that only existed in concept!

If possible, Sun Liang wanted to learn under him as well.

As soon as he said this, the chat exploded once again.

"Oh my goodness, is Xia Zixin's father that incredible?!"

"Damn it!"

"Is Xia Zixin's goal to showcase her father's capabilities? Is this all for the sake of saving him from jail?!"

"Was this part of Xia Zixin's plan?!"

"Could you all stop messing around? This is incredibly shocking. This is Professor Wang. He's a nationally recognized scientific research professor, and he wants to accept Xia Zixin's father as his master!"

"Damn it, does this mean Xia Zixin's status has skyrocketed in an instant?!"

"Oh my god, I'm a student of Professor Wang's student. Does that mean I have to address Xia Zixin as 'Her Highness'?!"

"That's just awesome. I thought Xia Zixin's father was just a criminal, but now he's an extremely capable researcher…"

"Not even a god-tier drama would dare to craft this plot!"

Everyone was in disbelief.

They all looked at Xia Zixin.

If her father's scientific research was recognized by a national professor, then the charge of illegal firearms manufacturing would essentially disappear!