Chapter 8 Your request seems a bit like a joke
Shen Bei's knowledge of firearms in this world has once again risen to a new level.
To put it bluntly, the guns in this private workshop could raise an armed thug in a small African country on earth.
But in this world, these guns are all antiques, guns used by poor ordinary people.
Shen Bei now has a pistol and sniper rifle.
The sniper rifle is pretty good and its level is slowly improving.
You can continue to use it.
But the pistol is really unsatisfactory.
The revolver is more powerful and is what Shen Bei wants to replace.
The boss rummaged through the weapons pile for a long time.
He took out an M500 revolver.
"Give."
The boss casually threw it to Shen Bei.
Shen Bei took it and took a look.
It was rusty and had no maintenance at all.
The trigger is stiff and seems to be stuck.
[M500 revolver LV1: 0/5]
[There are no bullets, the trigger moves abnormally, the wheel shaft is slightly stuck, and the pawl is not sensitive. The rifling is intact and the damage is great. There are many faults and it is not recommended to use. 】
Shen Bei's lips twitched. This revolver was twice as lethal as the Desert Eagle on Earth.
One shot can kill a big rhinoceros.
Looking at it now, it looks like scrap metal.
But Shen Bei doesn't care. He has a plug-in that transcends the rules of physics and can be fixed by upgrading.
"Where are the bullets?" Shen Bei asked.
The boss was surprised: "Don't you collect it?"
"For combat purposes."
"This..." The boss scratched his head: "The bullet type of this pistol is quite special. What is it called... let me think about it."
Shen Bei said directly: "500SWMagnum bullet."
"Yes, it's just a toy. What a mouthful." The boss complained: "I don't have this kind of bullet readily available. If you need it, I can process it for you on the spot."
The boss pointed to the lathe and production line in the inner room, and said proudly: "To put it bluntly, I produce all the bullets in Shelter 36. Of course, I can't play with the new ones used by superpowers. of."
"New guy?" Shen Bei asked.
The boss smiled and said: "It's the kind of gun that can use the core of the crystal source as kinetic energy to stimulate energy."
"oh."
Shen Bei looked calm, but his heart was filled with fear.
People with super powers are also equipped with firearms as standard?
Moreover, it is a firearm beyond his own knowledge!
Have a chance to really see it.
"How much?" Shen Bei asked, fiddling with the revolver.
The boss was very honest: "I can give you this antique for free, but you have to customize no less than 300 rounds of bullets, and the cost is 50 crystal source cores."
Shen Bei rummaged through his pockets and found only 6 crystal source cores left.
He also put down the twenty kilograms of rotten wolf meat on his body.
“It’s not that much for now, can this be considered as part of the deposit?”
The boss touched his chin: "Show me your residence permit."
Shen Bei took out the residence permit of the original owner.
The boss looked at it carefully for a while and wrote down the message: "Old resident."
He thought for a while and said: "For twenty pounds of rotten wolf meat, I can only count you 4 crystal source cores. I can process 300 rounds of bullets for you, but you have to give me back 80 crystal source cores."
"Don't think I'm evil, I'm already charitable enough."
"To put it bluntly, if you die in the wasteland tomorrow, can I still chase you to hell to get the crystal source core?"
Interest……
In fact, the interest rate is very high.
But the boss's concerns are justified.
When a person dies, all debts are gone.
Normally, 50 crystal source cores require 300 rounds of ammunition.
The unit price is 6 rounds of 1 crystal source core.
In the wilderness, when dealing with ferocious beasts, if you are lucky, if you kill a ferocious beast within three shots, you can get 1 crystal source core.
The overall income is still good.
Shen Bei nodded: "Okay."
After the two parties agreed, they wrote an IOU.
The boss rummaged through the drawings of the bullet and went to the workshop: "Come and pick it up in an hour."
And Shen Bei sat on the ground, dismantling the revolver and then reassembling it.
[Revolver LV1: 5/5]
Shen Bei seemed to have figured out the pattern.
As long as you get a new one, you can almost upgrade it depending on the number of removable parts.
Except for the alarm clock…
"upgrade!"
[Revolver LV2: 0/10]
[No bullets, the wheel shaft is slightly stuck, and the pawl is not sensitive. The rifling is intact and the damage is great. It can be used, but pay attention to lagging. When shooting continuously, observe the operating status of the pawl. 】
Done!
Abnormal trigger activity disappears.
From unusable to usable!
This is what the upgrade brings.
Cool!
Shen Bei held the heavy revolver and found sandpaper.
Start grinding, polishing, and pouring oil.
soon.
Almost 80% new revolvers are on display.
The appearance of this pistol is also very distinctive. It is gray and black, and it looks like a small pistol held by aliens in science fiction movies.
At this time, Shen Bei also found an engraved bullet on the table.
Shen Bei asked the boss curiously what this meant.
The teacher said cheerfully: "It is said that the thing tinkered by the mysterious superpower can increase the power of bullets, but I don't believe it anyway."
"What's the difference between this and firing a pistol?"
Shen Bei said oh, without thinking much, he kicked the bullet into his pocket and studied it slowly in the future.
Taking advantage of the free time of processing bullets, Shen Bei continued to walk into the shelter.
Not long after, he came to a site with a gear sign.
There were many superpowers working inside.
When Shen Bei came in, he saw people inside constantly turning pieces of iron ore directly into metal.
Then someone else turned the metal into things of various shapes.
There were gun parts.
There were also various things that he couldn't understand.
Shen Bei's eyes lit up. This is the role of superpowers. This is the most reasonable development and utilization of productivity.
"Who are you looking for?"
An old man in the yard looked at Shen Bei vigilantly across the fence.
Shen Bei said bluntly: "I want to customize a piece of equipment."
"Customer!"
The old man smiled: "My name is Chen Anzhi, I'm the supervisor here, come in and talk."
Shen Bei shook hands with the other party and followed Chen Anzhi into the office.
"Tell me, what do you want to customize? What are your requirements?"
Chen Anzhi's personality is to speak quickly and never be polite.
Shen Bei thought about the words and how to express them appropriately.
After thinking for a while, he said, "I want to customize a portable mecha. I wonder if it can be made?"
"Portable? And mecha?"
Chen Anzhi was in a trance. Why did he have the visual sense of how to grow an elephant to the size of a teddy bear?
Are you making fun of me?
Chen Anzhi held his chin with his hand and thought for a while. He did not get angry immediately, but asked patiently: "How do you want to make it portable?"
Shen Bei stated his requirements: "If possible, I hope it can be folded into a box, which can be carried on the road. When it is needed, press a button and it can be expanded into a close-fitting mecha."
Chen Anzhi was stunned and looked at Shen Bei in surprise: "Excuse me, how much is such a portable mecha? Can you sell one to me?"
Shen Bei: ...
Chen Anzhi continued: "Young man, what era is this? There are many superpowers. What's the use of a huge mecha? The power problem alone cannot be consumed."
"We are not a black technology factory here. You have come to the wrong place."
A superpower who was converting ore into metal said with a curled mouth, and couldn't help laughing.
Shen Bei was not embarrassed. He was just testing the abilities of these people to see if there were special superpowers that could make such magical props.
Seeing that the other party couldn't make what he wanted, he lowered his requirements: "Then let me put it another way, how about close-fitting combat armor?"
"Your requirements are higher than those of mechas!"
Chen Anzhi almost jumped out.
Shen Bei pursed his lips: "Then what kind can you make? My requirement is that it is as simple as possible and mainly portable."
