Looking at the large quantity of weapons, Bai Junjun couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise, "Did these bandits raid an armory or what?"
However, no one could answer her question; everyone was in the dark.
Ah Dao couldn’t care less about the intruding Bai Junjun, as he too was shocked by the room full of weapons.
Most of these weapons hadn’t been sharpened yet, each one was brand-new. Apart from the small batch that had been moved out earlier, there were even more stored here.
The number was no less than the scale of a Thousand-household office.
These bandits numbered just over a hundred, so how could they hoard weapons sufficient for over a thousand men?
"I’m afraid these bandits have already colluded with the Fifth Prince; maybe this is one of the armory locations established by the Fifth Prince."
Thinking of the barracks she had encountered earlier, Bai Junjun couldn’t help but frown.
On the essential route to Cold City, the Fifth Prince had privately raised a barracks, and towards Biluo, he had set up an armory.
What’s more terrifying was that this was likely just a minor warehouse set up by the Fifth Prince; were there more military supply points ahead?
Looking at this deployment, the Fifth Prince seemed to be aiming for the sky.
Bai Junjun couldn’t help but lament that the heavens must be doing this on purpose, right?
Was it because they didn’t think she was miserable enough? She had inadvertently stumbled upon all of the Fifth Prince’s secrets; she feared this time the Fifth Prince would surely pursue her to silence her!
Ah Dao’s expression also changed unpredictably, wishing he could immediately return to report to his master.
Just as Ah Dao was anxious, Bai Junjun walked straight to the weapons rack.
"What are you doing?" Ah Dao followed behind her with a severe expression.
"Picking a weapon," Bai Junjun answered naturally.
Since they had already ransacked the Mighty Hall’s lair and the mess had been made, if she didn’t arm herself now, was she supposed to wait for the Fifth Prince to come for her and then seek help in desperation?
Ah Dao fell silent upon hearing this.
However, the so-called armory did not have as many types of weapons as Bai Junjun had imagined, other than the standard bows and arrows and spears, there was nothing special.
Bai Junjun didn’t find the firearms she had been longing for, which was somewhat disappointing.
But then again, it made sense. This was an era where victory was achieved with cold weapons; it was still unknown whether gunpowder had been discovered, let alone firearms.
She would research firearms and ammunition thoroughly once she found a place to settle down.
As Bai Junjun was browsing and daydreaming, she suddenly noticed something odd in an inconspicuous corner.
This dead corner was already dimly lit with very low visibility; on top of that, it was covered with a piece of black cloth, making it even darker. Without close inspection, it was almost impossible to notice anything there.
Luckily, Bai Junjun’s night vision was excellent, which allowed her to spot it at a glance.
There’s something fishy when things are out of the ordinary.
Bai Junjun ran over excitedly and lifted the black cloth to reveal a gleaming mystic iron box.
Bai Junjun couldn’t resist whistling in awe.
Clearly, it was a treasure!
At that moment, Ah Dao was so shocked by Bai Junjun’s whistle that he almost turned to stone, missing the chance to snatch the box.
Bai Junjun quickly started dismantling the lock.
Normally, according to her style, she would have broken it open, but her original self was a talented woman, and her expertise, besides pharmacology, was in mechanisms.
So, seeing the Luban lock, her fingers instinctively began to move without much thought.
After several manipulations, there was a "click", and the lock loosened.
Bai Junjun chuckled mischievously like Smiling Face, excited to lift the lid.
Inside the mystic iron box, there was a pair of linked crossbows.
They were just like what she had seen in ancient books; just strap them to your arms, press the mechanism, and they would automatically shoot short arrows.
Although these weapons were not equivalent to pistols, they were better than nothing.
And they could be hidden inside the sleeves, perfect for self-defense!