In the time that followed, Li Meng assigned tasks to the leaders of each tribe.
The tribal leaders learned new knowledge according to their tasks.
And so, the second phase of the lessons began.
Half a month later, in the Throne Hall.
"Next, you need to slowly explore on your own. Now, return to your respective tribes and gather your people immediately."
"Yes!"
The tribal leaders stood up and hurriedly walked out.
They all breathed a sigh of relief.
Having stayed in the throne tribe for nearly two months, their minds were filled with a vast amount of knowledge.
They had to teach this knowledge to their tribe members before they forgot it.
Watching the backs of the departing tribal leaders, Li Meng had a contemplative look on his face.
The tasks ahead were much simpler.
He would set up some platforms for building airships in the throne tribe.
There was no need to allocate additional areas.
New platforms could simply be built outside the wooden walls.
But that wasn't all that needed to be done.
Building the first airship would take a lot of time.
But once the first airship took to the skies, the construction speed would greatly increase.
And so, Li Meng got busy with everything related to the airship.
The next day, work began on the outskirts of the throne tribe.
A large number of trees were felled again.
Timber was continuously delivered to the construction site.
Li Meng wasn't idle either; he went to the Iron Cave.
"Xiao Bai, does this world have something like this?"
On the underground riverbank of the Iron Cave, Li Meng used clay to create a model of a cannon.
"Master, what is this?"
Xiao Bai's response made Li Meng smile slightly.
It seemed that cannons didn't exist in this world.
Looking down at the model in his hand, Li Meng's expression was thoughtful.
This world had magic, so there was no need for gunpowder or explosives.
The cannon was actually a magic tool capable of releasing magic.
But magic tools weren't something ordinary people could use.
Although ordinary people possessed magic, they couldn't sense its presence.
Only those who could sense magic could use magic tools.
The principle of the cannon was simple.
But the manufacturing process was complex.
After all, a large number of runes needed to be carved inside the closed barrel.
Moreover, what kind of runes to use to replace the function of gunpowder was also a big issue.
Whether to directly fire magic or to launch a projectile was another choice to make.
In the following days, Li Meng stayed in the Iron Cave, pondering the method of making the cannon.
It wasn't until the seventh day that Li Meng began to experimentally create some special tools.
As Li Meng explored, time passed day by day.
More than a month later, the tribal leaders gradually arrived at the throne tribe with their people.
Nearly three thousand people were busy on the platforms outside the throne tribe.
Ogres, Goblins, Pigmen, Gnolls, and Beastmen.
Large and small figures gathered together, striving for a common goal.
Each tribe had its own tasks.
With clear division of labor and cooperation, the progress of shipbuilding advanced bit by bit through exploration.
Ogres and Goblins searched the Goblin Forest for suitable trees to fell.
Every day, large numbers of Ogres could be seen carrying thick logs back to the throne tribe.
The Pigmen tribe was responsible for processing the logs.
Hundred-meter-long keels were everywhere in the Goblin Forest.
The Ogres selected a 120-meter tall Blue Steel Tree as the keel for the airship.
The Blue Steel Tree had the strongest toughness, making it the most suitable tree for making keels.
After being processed by the Pigmen tribe, it was placed on the platform.
"Can it work?"
Looking at the massive keel on the platform, Hammer muttered.
Beside him, Pig Dajin scratched his bald head.
"The Great King said it's fine to explore slowly with the first ship."
Hammer looked down at the wooden board in his hand.
The board recorded the sequence for building the airship.
"Where's the Great King?"
Without the Great King present, Hammer felt a bit uneasy.
If he missed a step and didn't notice, it would be disastrous.
With the Great King around, at least mistakes could be pointed out.
"The Great King is in the Iron Cave and has been there for a long time!"
Margarita was also there; she was the Great King's substitute.
"You all are doing well. I'll point out any mistakes."
Among all the Barbarians, the Centaurs had the highest intelligence.
Thus, Margarita had learned many things.
Hearing Margarita's words, Hammer grinned.
With Margarita around, even if there were mistakes, it wouldn't be his fault.
"Boom!"
At that moment, a thunderous explosion suddenly echoed from the depths of the northern forest.
The ground trembled slightly.
The sudden explosion startled Hammer.
The working Barbarians all looked towards the north.
"What happened over there?"
Looking at the northern forest, Hammer's expression was filled with uncertainty.
The commotion was really too big.
What kind of explosion could cause the ground to shake?
"It's in the direction of the Iron Cave; it should be the Great King."
Margarita had a contemplative look as she voiced her guess.
Just as Margarita had guessed.
The culprit was indeed Li Meng.
In the forest not far from the Iron Cave.
A mushroom cloud of flames slowly rose.
The powerful shockwave swept away the trees within a hundred meters.
When the rolling flames dissipated, Li Meng sat cross-legged on the ground, covered in soot.
"What went wrong?"
Looking at the large pit before him, Li Meng muttered to himself.
After much effort, he had finally made a magic cannon.
Unexpectedly, the first shot resulted in a burst barrel.
"Could it be that the barrel must be made of mithril?"
The thought had barely formed in his mind before Li Meng dismissed it.
If the barrel had to be made of mithril, then the magic cannon would have no reason to exist.
"It seems the strength of the steel isn't enough; I'll make it thicker."
Li Meng grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.
Standing up, Li Meng sprinted towards the Iron Cave with his large strides.
Failure wasn't something to fear; failure was the mother of success.
Five days later, there was some commotion in the northern forest near the crater.
The noise grew louder, and the sound of snapping branches became increasingly distinct.
In a moment, the over five-meter-tall Li Meng emerged from the forest, carrying a hefty cannon.
When he reached the edge of the crater, Li Meng set down the cannon.
With a "thud," the cannon hit the ground.
The cannon's caliber was a full 100 millimeters.
But the barrel thickness reached an astonishing 100 millimeters.
This was just the thickness at the muzzle; the barrel and breech were even thicker.
The entire cannon was about three meters long.
"Let's begin!"
With a glint of anticipation in his eyes, Li Meng crouched down to steady the cannon.
Then he took a Fire Crystal from his waist.
There was a rune magic array at the breech.
Li Meng struck the Fire Crystal against the rune magic array.
The rune magic array immediately flickered with fiery brilliance.
"Boom!"
The cannon shook violently.
A jet of flame spewed from the muzzle.
The tremendous recoil pushed the cannon back several meters.
Even Li Meng found it hard to hold steady.
Accompanied by the thunderous roar of the cannon firing.