As evening approached, on the grill made by Chu Fan, some crabs and fish were being roasted, along with some wild vegetables he had gathered.

They weren't cooked very well, just salted and flavored with some plant extracts.

He invited Lin Qianxuan and Ling'Er to taste, and Lin Qianxuan did not refuse.

"The definition of manufacturing is broad," Lin Qianxuan suddenly spoke.

Chu Fan heard this but didn't quite understand it yet.

He couldn't understand why Lin Qianxuan suddenly said such a thing.

Until Lin Qianxuan casually stuck a wooden skewer into a small stone, crafting a small hammer, and used it to smash a crab shell.

Chu Fan seemed to realize something.

It seemed he didn't need to deeply process an item to count as manufacturing.

If it can be made, material transformation can be done through the workbench.

Randomly throwing some soil on a hillside, does that count as building a mountain?

If you make two cuts on a tree, does it mean you've crafted a wood carving?

After opening his mind, Chu Fan hurried to try something.

Then he really did strip barehanded a tree marked with an insignia, shocking his little handmaiden He'Er with a changing expression.

Previously, Chu Fan almost never used his Golden Finger in front of people, only after being saved by He'Er this time did he show it to her without reservation.

This also made He'Er feel that Chu Fan was someone blessed by immortal deities.

"Boss, do you need a house? I've recovered some strength and can help build one, though it may not be very exquisite, at least it'll keep out the wind and rain," Chu Fan offered.

With Lin Qianxuan's guidance, he deepened his use of the Golden Finger significantly.

Now, he naturally wanted to seek favor.

Lin Qianxuan did not speak, just quietly continued fishing.

Chu Fan understood Lin Qianxuan's meaning; no need to say anything, he can do whatever he wants.

So Chu Fan directly built a small pavilion for Lin Qianxuan to shelter from the rain, convenient for his fishing.

After he had finished building, Lin Qianxuan said, "Matter is constructed from the most basic particles."

Chu Fan, as a Transmigrator, certainly understood this, but he couldn't turn his thoughts around for a moment, not understanding what Lin Qianxuan wanted to tell him.

"Boss, can't you just speak directly without riddles?" Chu Fan asked cautiously.

Lin Qianxuan glanced at him and ignored him.

It's so fun to be mysterious, why ruin the mystique by speaking plainly?

Chu Fan returned to his little house, thinking quietly.

He thought until midnight, finally becoming sleepy, and fell asleep cuddling his little handmaiden.

The next morning, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"I understand!!"

Last night he revisited all the physics knowledge he had learned.

He hadn't been able to figure out what Lin Qianxuan wanted to express.

Until he had a dream where he turned stone to gold.

At that moment, he truly understood what Lin Qianxuan wanted to tell him.

All matter is constructed from basic particles.

In other words, material and materials can interchange because when broken down, they are just basic particles.

Using this principle, as long as he knows its microscopic structure, he can use any handful of soil as the basic material for all blueprints.

"But, can this Golden Finger really do it?"

Chu Fan got up, amidst He'Er's puzzled expression, grabbed a handful of soil from the ground, and saw a flash of light in his palm, turning the soil directly into the Golden Leaf he had touched before.

His face became a bit pale.

"It really can! But why does it consume so much? Is the conversion span too large?"

Chu Fan's eyes showed joy and contemplation.

The span from wood to a wooden stool is still within the same substance, but material to material conversion consumes excessively.

However, with such a pointer from the boss, he felt that his future is promising.

Even though he was just an ordinary graduate with level two knowledge.

A considerable portion of firearm structures he understood as a hobby.

In this context, give him a few days, and it's completely no problem to manufacture a common handgun.

Moreover, if given time, handcrafting a tank might be difficult, but making a small motorbike should be simple.

Thus, Chu Fan became even more earnest in pleasing Lin Qianxuan.

He didn't hesitate to consume a lot of energy, handcrafted a table full of dishes for Lin Qianxuan to eat.

He himself also relied on the food transformed from soil for a hearty meal, quickly regaining his strength.

Direct soil consumption is certainly not possible, but with a bit of conversion, he could recover energy by eating soil.

Beside Lin Qianxuan's fishing spot, Chu Fan's small wooden house transformed remarkably within three days.

In his hand, there was also a palm-sized handgun with an effective range of less than two hundred meters.

It was rough, but more than enough to break common leather armor.

Even easily penetrable on thin Iron Armor.

With such a revolutionary weapon, he felt more enriched inside.

He crafted himself five handguns, and made hundreds of rounds of ammunition.

After completing these, he began considering his mountain bike.

....

Outside of Mount Fu.

Ma Jin led over a hundred armored men surveying the woodland.

He originally thought killing Chu Fan would earn him great favor from the court.

Who would've thought the court wanted him alive?

His stab through the heart, who knows if Chu Fan will die?

And now the court says, if Chu Fan dies, he also has to follow him to the grave.

Only by bringing Chu Fan back alive does he have a chance to survive.

His heart filled with hatred.

Why?

Everyone comes from the same village, so why can Chu Fan be favored and not him?

The weapons and armor Chu Fan wanted, which of them wasn't he helping to find?

The materials Chu Fan needed, which of them wasn't he painstakingly gathering?

Risking his life time and again, yet it ended up elevating Chu Fan to such heights.

While he merely became a background role, Chu Fan even criticized him for eating a few free meals at the restaurant, and he had to humbly pay the money back.

If it weren't for them, the city would have been breached by rebel forces long ago.

Now that the city is theirs, can't they indulge a little?

This is what the city citizens should be giving them.

Ma Jin's shallow thinking couldn't comprehend Chu Fan's thoughts on establishing military regulations and planning for the long term.

He only felt he was risking his life for the brothers, creating a business together, but the subordinates only recognized Chu Fan and not him, and he was constantly constrained.

That's why he was persuaded by the enemy and rebelled.

And the most ridiculous thing is, even in rebellion, no one valued him.

The court only wanted to know how Chu Fan managed to produce so many armored weapons and various tools in a short time.

Chu Fan, who mastered this technique, is what the court needs.

As for Ma Jin?

A useless village scholar who obeys orders but fails to deliver.

Who cares?

"Master Ma, it's time to issue the order." A lieutenant sent by the court beside Ma Jin spoke.

This lieutenant was nominally a second-in-command but was actually there to supervise and control.

The court never trusted Ma Jin.

How could a traitor be trusted?

Even this army of a hundred only obeyed the lieutenant's orders.

"Attention all troops, proceed to the mountain to capture the rebel leader Chu Fan, make sure to capture him alive." Ma Jin ordered.

With the command given, the entire army began searching the mountains for Chu Fan.

.....

A hundred-plus men entered the mountains, causing quite a stir.

Especially since Chu Fan had prepared ahead, setting up some warning methods around.

When he heard the bells ringing, he went to the lookout tower to take a look with a telescope.

"So many people!" Chu Fan frowned.

He hadn't yet created the mountain bike; facing so many people, he was indeed a bit afraid of losing the fight.

Mainly because his spear technique was quite poor, not guaranteeing hits even at fifty meters.

The only consolation was that he had plenty of bullets.

And he could keep shooting and replenishing simultaneously.

As long as he could keep maneuvering, he'd surely win.

Coming down from the lookout tower, he was about to ask Lin Qianxuan for help, only to see Lin Qianxuan and Ling'Er's figures gradually disappearing, as if they'd never been there.

"Boss, you already left? Come on, help a little, I'm not developed yet!"

No response, Chu Fan could only sigh and accept this fact.

He quickly returned to the house, found the maid He'Er who was cooking.

"He'Er, bring the guns." As Chu Fan put on light armor, he said to He'Er: "The pursuers are here."

He'Er heard this, nodded, and then started gearing up with Chu Fan.

The two quickly equipped their guns and ammo and began their retreat to the distance.

Chu Fan quickly devised a strategy.

They had no burdens, were definitely more mobile than the armored soldiers, for now, they would maneuver and evade using the telescope, conserve energy, wait for nightfall, and then launch a sneak attack.

The location where Chu Fan lived was soon discovered, and tracking-skilled soldiers immediately deduced the general direction of the two escaping.

The chase continued; escape ensued.

Dusk came.

Suddenly, a shocking thunderclap exploded.

"Boom~!"

This sound signified the end of the old era.

"What was that?"

"Boom~!"

Another thundering sound.

"Erniu is injured!"

"Boom~!"

Bullets flew past heads, embedded in trees.

The pursuing troops fell into panic.

Their torches flickered, ironically becoming the most conspicuous targets.

Realizing this, they had already lost over a dozen men.

Fear spread, accompanied by gunfire, slowly breaking down the morale of this pursuing army.

Finally, someone chose to flee out of fear.

One led to two, this pursuing army quickly disintegrated.

Ma Jin and the lieutenant still had a few henchmen around them, huddling together, afraid to speak, worried about unforeseen events.

Suddenly, a knife was placed against Ma Jin's neck.

It was the lieutenant who did it.

The lieutenant shouted, "Chu Fan, Mr. Chu, you are an extraordinary person, the court has always been lenient to people like you. Previous misunderstandings, the court won't mind. If you are willing to join the court, King Jiang wishes to recommend you to the Ministry of Industry, at this critical moment, it's your opportunity to make great achievements. If you can restore Great Li Country, resolve unrest, becoming marquis or prime minister is not impossible, and the one who betrayed you, Ma Jin, is now under my control, just waiting for you to personally deal with him..."

Fear, confusion, and collapse showed in Ma Jin's eyes.

He was already terrified, didn't expect to be the first to be betrayed by allied forces.

Opened his mouth trying to say something, but due to fear and the knife under his neck, couldn't find the words, only feeling a warmth beneath, had already peed himself in fear.

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