315. Push
There are many lessons learned from fighting the Blue Knight.
One of them is equipment, or gear.
Strength can be developed. So can athletic ability, agility, and stamina.
If you trust your shapeshifting body and roll around like crazy, your physical abilities will naturally increase.
The teaching methods of the Immortal Rod Teacher and the Transformation Log Teacher are different, but the point is the same.
Roll like crazy.
The absence of those two hasn’t changed my training style.
Of course, I’ve been thinking about a more subtle approach recently, but that’s how it is.
But it’s not gear.
Gear is not something that I create through my own efforts, it is an additional part.
It was also a piece that I was lacking.
I’ve come to fill that void now.
Now that I think about it, this is my first time customizing a weapon.
The gear I used before was unusable.
The adamantium shotgun was like that, and so was the jungle gun.
Even the parasite rifle wasn’t made to be used.
Parasite rifle, actually, no other special type besides me would be able to use it.
Because it is a weapon that must be supported by the sensitivity of the Immortal Tribe and the brute physical strength of the Transformation Tribe.
Well, it’s a bit of a generous gear for me, so it moves well with just a drop of blood.
The original weapon was a crazy blood-sucking gear that had to suck half of the blood of a special species to become a rifle.
“I’m looking forward to it.”
Kang Purum nodded at my words.
“You can look forward to it.”
What a confident voice.
Okay, I’ll give you my expectations.
Joong-goo, Umiho, and Panda all grumbled that the research team was spending too much money.
The time has come to prove its worth.
“ruler.”
Kang Purum handed me a gun.
I looked closely at my customized weapon.
“hmm?”
Originally, my adamantium shotgun doubled as a blunt weapon.
It was born from the craftsman’s bad taste, but it was useful to me.
What Purum gave me just now was similar to that.
A sawed-off shotgun.
It is a successor to the previous shotgun, and is closer to a club shape.
A club is fine as long as it doesn’t have a trigger and a muzzle.
One button near the handle and a gently curved grip at the back are noticeable. It has a gentle curve.
I held it. It has a good grip. It fits well in the palm of your hand. The center of gravity is also excellent.
It’s satisfying enough that I could use it as a club.
There was a gauge mark in the middle and it was black in color.
Naturally, I asked.
“Adamantium?”
“I mixed it.”
I heard you succeeded in making some adamantium alloy a while ago.
The weight is moderately heavy.
It’s lighter than what I was using before, but it’s still quite heavy.
It’s still an item that can’t be used unless you’re a fairly advanced shape-shifter.
The place we are in is a laboratory suitable for the use of firearms.
He turned around and placed his hand on the trigger, taking aim at a single target.
Even though it looked like this, the moment I pulled, my arm might have gone numb from the recoil.
There was a moderate amount of tension. I glanced at Purum and asked with my eyes.
Shoot?
Purum nodded. I put pressure on my right index finger. The trigger was pulled by my finger that was gently pulling back. Thump.
We were able to detect tactile vibrations that indicated what was happening inside the gun.
soon.
Tick.
The trigger has taken effect.
Push type.
A fart came out of the end of the gun.
“… … ?”
Purum? Did you make a defective product?
Did you buy anything, even jelly, with the money you spent so far?
If you bought jelly with the money you spent, this lab would be full and there would be more than enough left over?
“Oh, that won’t work.”
Kang Purum sighed.
I wanted to open this little shit’s head and look inside.
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Are you losing brain cells while losing weight?
“If I fight with something like this, I’ll probably die in shame before the eyes of my allies before I get hit by the invaders.”
I expressed it as gently as possible.
“It’s not charging.”
“Charge? Is this an optical weapon?”
“no.”
“then?”
“Yes, your customized equipment.”
“What does charging mean?”
“I need to recharge my energy.”
A female researcher who was watching from the side hit her forehead.
Anyone who looks at it will see that it’s a face that looks like it’s dying from frustration.
She couldn’t stand to watch anymore and stepped forward.
“Sir, only you can use that gun.”
“Hmm?”
“So what the director said is.”
When Chief Lee Jung-bong was reorganizing the personnel system, he appointed Dr. Park Byeong-jun and Kang Purum as research institute directors.
The structure was designed to see the two research institutes as separate entities and conduct two-way, individual research.
It was originally operated that way, but researchers used to rotate it, but now it is completely divided.
Security has become so tight that you have to go through a new ID check to go back and forth between the two research institutes, and thanks to that, the woman who became the deputy director is the female researcher in front of you.
“This is something that was created based on the idea that the shorter the effective range of a shotgun, the better, and the fact that you are skilled in melee combat. I incorporated the chemical formula of the adamantium alloy and the principle of the sapstone into it. Of course, it couldn’t be completed with that alone, so I needed to make a few requests, and the requests that came in were… … .”
“Can you speak Korean?”
If I leave it alone, he’ll even start talking about what he ate for breakfast the day before yesterday.
I’m also a scientist. I get very talkative whenever I hear stories related to my field.
“To put it simply, it stores the shock and uses it as a bullet. The shape of the bullet is more like a pressure bullet.”
“Save the shock?”
This is a bit refreshing.
“I think if you fight and block and hit with it, it will fill up.”
So if I fight with this as a club, the bullets will automatically refill?
“You don’t need any bullets, do you?”
“That is also one of the key points.”
I drew an image in my head.
It’s a battle.
The blue knight charges. I block his weapon with the club in my hand.
Ding, it’s cut off.
I paused my image training and asked.
“Won’t it get cut by the Blue Knight’s blade?”
“It doesn’t cut. I made it that way.”
Purum said.
If you are so confident.
Again, image training.
Block the blade. Energy is charged.
I hit and swing countless times. After filling up the gauge, I pull the trigger.
Tick. Push.
“… … What about gun malfunctions? Even from what I’ve heard, it seems like a very complex weapon, but doesn’t it break?”
“I should tell you the method used to make it, but the method used here is… … .”
“Isn’t it broken?”
He cut me off.
“It doesn’t work.”
A definitive answer came back.
Okay, back to image training.
How powerful is an unbroken bullet?
I had just finished putting a bullet from a new weapon into the face of the Blue Knight in my head.
“The charging method isn’t something you can just swing around.”
“Just block and hit.”
I saw something that looked like a lump of iron on one side of the lab and wondered what it was used for.
Take a step forward, gently shift your center of gravity, and grip the gun with both hands.
I pulled my waist and arms, transferred the force to my ankles, knees, and waist, and swung it as is.
Ta-ang.
Hmm. There was a nice sound of an aluminum bat hitting a baseball.
Just ta-ang?
I pushed pretty hard though?
The shock transmitted to the palm of the hand is also small. Still, there was an aftershock.
Aside from the sound and the shock transmitted to my hand, a shock wave spread out with a bang.
“Whoa!”
The deputy director screamed. He must have felt his feet lift off the ground with the impact from behind.
The same goes for Kang Purum. He let his guard down and rolled backwards.
Degururur.
The lump of iron I had hit was half-dented and rolling to one side.
I feel a strange sense of discomfort.
The impact sound is small, and the repulsive force transmitted to the hand is also small.
“What about the gauge?”
Kang Purum rolled back and asked with her head between her legs.
Even so, since you seem curious about this, I guess you are quite curious about the power of the weapon I created.
The blue gauge was barely a tenth full.
“It’s this full?”
I said, indicating with my finger.
“It was that cold?”
The deputy director, who had rolled over and gotten up, was surprised to see the marks I had made with my fingers.
“Are you surprised by how little it is?”
“No, that’s not it.”
“There are two types. One is a shotgun, and the other is a cannonball. You can think of a shotgun as a grenade launcher. This guy was explaining the bullet principle, but he engraved the spell.”
“Being shocked also means it’s easy to defend.”
The deputy director said, combing his disheveled hair with his hand.
Additional explanations were added.
Even though you eat the shock amount, you can’t eat 100% of it.
Once you’ve charged up a certain amount of energy, the rest just flows away.
I wanted to experiment with its power.
I think there were two types.
As I squeezed the trigger, the button caught my right finger.
I pressed it. Soon the gauge color turned red.
What is there to wait for?
He aimed his gun at the target and shot.
Bam!
Uh-huh.
It’s the recoil. The recoil I was expecting before I heard the popping sound exploded out as if it was going to dislocate my shoulder blade.
Reflexively, all the muscles in my body tense up and my senses become more sensitive.
As the objects around me expand like a string of taffy, they make me exist in a different time. My body’s gear naturally increases.
I channeled the power transmitted to my shoulders and received it with my body. I shook my body in response to the impact. Soon, the stretched time returned to its original state.
A halo of light burst out behind the sawed-off gun, which fired a round as if it had been fired from a mortar.
And the coal.
pop!
I made a hole in the lab wall.
Whew.
The wind blew in through the hole in the wall.
Waaaa …
A siren blared simultaneously with the explosion, piercing my ears.
soon.
“Who are you? Immortals? Prometheus?”
“You must have come all the way here.”
“CEO?”
“All personnel except combat-ready personnel, please evacuate outside.”
“I am in the lead.”
The order is Banggu-tae, Mother, Jeongjik-i, Woo Mi-ho, and Gi-nam.
Uh, um.
What did this little bastard Kang Purum make?
Five people came in and looked around. Finally, Chief Lee Jung-bong came in and looked around.
Then he looked at my hands.
“Are you shooting at the walls of a building because you have nothing to do? If you’re bored, work. If you’re the head of a company, you should act accordingly.”
The gentleman who always swore at the end of his sentences turned around and left after giving a plausible admonition.
I want to shout out the name of Korea’s first car.
“… … If that’s what you want, then yes, I’ve decided to risk my life. It’s okay if I break down walls because I’m bored, I’ll say what I say. It’s okay. I’m okay. Taking care of a crazy person instead of my little brother, it’s not a big deal.”
“Hey, you little brat. You’re going to scare our Miho. The kid’s going to fall.”
Do you guys have a kid already? Things seem to be going well these days.
“Stop talking nonsense.”
Umiho and Bangguitae turned around.
“Are you bored, sir? Then would you like to hire a new employee? If you are dissatisfied, that is okay too.”
Jeongjik-i spoke with an extremely serious tone, then took a step back and quickly disappeared.
My mother patted my shoulder without saying a word and left.
Whew.
The wind blowing from outside the building brushes the ball.
It’s definitely a warm spring breeze.
“Oh my, Kang Purum.”
Kang Purum suddenly stood up.
He approaches. I approach too.
We stood face to face.
match.
I gave a high five.
Who cares what other people say?
This is my customized weapon.
It kills power and efficiency.
“You, Kang Purum, research director, what did you make?”
“A success, a huge success. A close-quarters, impact-storage, close-quarters-only combat shotgun.”
What a long name.
I needed a name for the weapon.
I could tell how Kang Purum made this weapon without even asking.
It is intended for close combat and allows for mass killings in melee combat.
An object created for me to storm the enemy lines alone.
Made purely based on my shapeshifter fighting style.
I just wanted to give it the name that came to mind on the spur of the moment.
“This is from now on.”
“Impact. It’s a name given by the lab.”
The deputy director intervened, covered in dust from one side.
“Oh, that’s okay too.”
When I first pulled the trigger, the impact was so big that I was going to name it Push, but I think Impact is a better name.
By the way, should I say this is fortunate?
If the outside of the research lab hadn’t been a wall, this could have resulted in casualties.
No, wasn’t the lab built all the way against the wall for this purpose in the first place?
“I’ll give you another gun testing lab. In the basement.”
I’m the representative. I shot it hot.
“You are the best, sir.”
The deputy director gave a thumbs up.
That person was very social.
Kang Purum is the opposite.
The guy shook his clothes and turned around.
“Where are you going?”
“To make the next one.”
How many weapons did Kang Purum think of when he saw me?
It was certain that it wasn’t one.
“Me too.”
The deputy director also left.
Only me and Impact remain here.
It doesn’t smell like gunpowder, yet it has this much destructive power.
The faint scent of an order tickles my nose.
So I realized one thing.
This gear also serves as spell gear.
It’s a little different from the spell gear used so far.
Therefore, this is also a work that was touched by Kang Hye-min’s mother, Mrs. Kim Joo-hee.
Not bad, really.
I dusted off my pants and went out.
“Here, um, sorry.”
As I left, I offered my deepest apologies to those who had been occupying the office adjacent to the laboratory.
What can I do?
I didn’t know it would be this powerful.
* * *
It was the dawn of the day when Gwangik tested Impact.
It is a season with large daily temperature differences.
It was quite chilly in the early morning.
Moreover, if you walk around wearing only a white T-shirt and no pants, it would be right to shiver.
A child who must have been about fifteen years old was trembling, wrapping both arms around my arm.
“Ugh.”
I groaned on my own. It was in the mountains. There was nothing to keep me warm.
All you can see is trees and dirt.
The child hesitated and then moved his feet.
I had to go to the city.
If you go where you can see the light, you will be able to survive.
The child glanced behind him. There was no sign of anyone chasing him.
The child recalled the process of getting there.
There was a commotion in the laboratory where he was being held.
“You crazy kids!”
I also saw the guards guarding the lab fall down one by one.
And then I saw a man rushing in.
“Sorry, I’m busy. This is my second time here. I have to stop by one more place.”
It was a man covered in a combat suit.
The boy, wearing a lab helmet on his head and with his limbs tied up, saw a man standing outside the door.
It was a coincidence that their eyes met.
“Should I save you?”
The man asked.
The child nodded.
The man waved his hand in the air several times.
Then, the device that bound his hands and feet broke with a bang and scattered.
There were no particular injuries on his wrists and ankles.
I don’t know what they did, but it’s a surprisingly delicate feat.
The child thought so.
“Shall I take you?”
“That’s Okay.”
The child refused. Why would he follow that person?
All that mattered was for me to just get released.
After that, I noticed something and escaped while the man was making more of a fuss.
‘Who was it?’
I don’t know what to do.
The child gave up on his thoughts and started to move his feet.
Now that I was out, it was my world.
The child was a lucky one who was released into the world after the NS lab raid incident.
