I, transformed into a vampire girl, sparked the Industrial Revolution.

Chapter 4 The Glow of Gunpowder

After a week, Alice finally had a complete team, a huge workshop team standing in front of her.

"Gentlemen, first of all, I want to tell you that I do not intend for you to manufacture armor and swords. I want you to manufacture a completely new weapon."

Alice picked up a piece of paper, the result of her all-night effort the previous night.

"Brown Bess flintlock musket, 157.48 cm in length, 20 mm caliber."

"My lord, is this a spear?"

The craftsman standing nearby asked a question, and Alice shook her head, placing the design on the table.

"Come on, let's build one first."

The gun's components are made of brass, and copper has a long history of use, dating back hundreds of years to the Demon Realm.

Melting, forging, cooling, surface treatment, assembly, and the bolt assembly are all completed, while the barrel is manufactured using a casting method, ultimately resulting in a straight iron rod.

"Note that the next and most important step is this: drilling the hole in the gun barrel."

Drilling holes in the barrel blank and pulling out the barrel is not something that can be done by hand, but Alice built a manual borer and turned the cutter head to cut out the inner wall of the barrel.

Because there is no need for rifling, the barrel is formed quickly, the inner wall of the barrel is smooth, and there are no air bubbles in the casting.

"Your Highness, here are the wooden components you requested."

"The bullets are complete."

Before everyone lay a pile of components, and Alice reached out and assembled them together. Finally, an undecorated, primitive brown Bess flintlock pistol was completed.

Charcoal, saltpeter, and sulfur were the materials used to make gunpowder, a fact Alice once firmly believed in. However, she unexpectedly discovered the usefulness of magic crystals, a special material. By simply grinding it, heating it to its melting point, and then cooling it, it could replace the saltpeter and sulfur in gunpowder.

The black powder was loaded into the chamber. The ratio of musket propellant that she remembered from her previous life was written in the book. She put the gunpowder into the barrel, put the black lead bullet into the chamber, picked up the cleaning rod, and compacted the bullet and gunpowder together.

Then place the gunpowder into the powder bath on the side of the gun and close it.

"Who wants to see how it works?"

Holding the gun, Alice laughed.

Alicia stood outside, looking at the musket that was slightly shorter than her, almost reaching her shoulder. She couldn't understand the power of the musket, nor did she know how it was used as a weapon.

"This is......"

"This is the first treasure in Pandora's box: a musket. In short, just look at its power."

“There’s someone I must introduce to you, Alice, and this is General Smedley.”

"Greetings, Your Highness."

Smedley was clad in armor, his two horns and ferocious face making him look incredibly terrifying, and his enormous body resembled a mountain of steel.

"The armor is nice."

"This is a family heirloom!"

Smedley proudly patted his plate armor, while Alice only showed a fleeting hint of regret before raising her gun.

"Unfortunately, it will soon only be able to serve as an ornament."

Alice ordered someone to bring a set of plate armor and set it up 30 meters away.

"Your Highness, what do you mean? It has followed me in my battles, blocking countless swords and arrows."

"Is your armor any different from it?"

Smedley looked at the plate armor, a very normal plate armor, the kind they often used.

"The defensive capabilities are about the same, but my plate armor is more durable."

"So, it will soon become an ornament, so cherish the time you have to wear it."

Alice simply reminded him in her soft, sweet voice, then aimed at the plate armor.

"What--"

bump!

An explosion rang out, smoke filled the air, and the smoke and explosions from the burning black powder shocked everyone except Alice.

"what is this?"

Alice remained silent, simply raising her gun and loading the gunpowder and bullets at the fastest speed she could manage. She pulled out the ramrod to compact them, then put it back, pulled back the flint hammer, and filled the powder chamber.

Aim, pull the trigger—

bump!

Smedley clearly saw the plate armor in the distance trembling.

"Both shots hit the target; the accuracy at 30 meters is acceptable."

"What--"

"A flintlock musket, its bullets are enough to pierce your armor, rendering the knight's finely crafted armor worthless."

Alice pointed to two holes in the plate armor that were being used as targets. Smedley looked at the two small holes in horror; they meant that the armor had become targets.

Everyone—the craftsman, Smedley, Alicia—was staring at the small hole, a hole large enough to render the knight incapable of fighting.

"Oh my god..."

Smedley exclaimed, but immediately fixed his sharp gaze on the flintlock pistol.

"How do I use this?"

Alice handed him the bullets and the packaged gunpowder, and Smedley quickly loaded and compacted the ammunition.

"Aim, I designed a notch rear sight, align the front sight with the notch, and then aim the front sight at the target."

Smedley pulled the trigger, and with the same loud bang, the bark of a tree was torn off in the distance.

"It can't aim?"

"The smoothbore musket is not very accurate, but unlike the bow and crossbow, it has unparalleled armor-piercing ability and a very simple training speed. We can recruit more troops who do not need to ride horses and only need simple supplies."

"A weapon to deal with knights and armies, even mages... This is the hope of the royal family!"

Is it difficult to manufacture?

Alicia asked.

"It's not difficult. With the manpower in this factory, we can produce twenty pieces a day starting from the second week."

"Great!"

"I'll coordinate between the mines and the merchants."

Alicia knew that her role was to coordinate the operation of the entire controlled area, so she naturally took on the role of logistics.

“General Smedley, I need you to stay. This weapon requires a complete overhaul of the army to unleash its full potential.”

"Your Highness, if I may be so bold, but if things truly progress as you envision, what level will we reach? Will we be able to reclaim the throne?"

"Reclaim the throne? By then, the whole world will be our land."

"At your service!"

The First Manufacturing Plant was thus established, and new systems began to be developed.

"Listen up, everyone. You enjoy high salaries, so naturally we have higher requirements. From now on, all of you must mark your employee number on every part you manufacture. It's on that metal tag you received."

"If there is a problem with the parts you manufacture, the work number will let us know who manufactured the defective part. If the manufacturing quality is substandard, there will be a penalty. If there are multiple substandard parts within a certain period of time, it will be considered a crime."

"You are manufacturing the nation's weapons, and we will never tolerate any setbacks caused by substandard quality!"