199. Wordless Trading
Professor Merlin, you can pick one of these. β
After a bit of business blowing, Miss Misa prepares to fulfill her promise to choose the most suitable firearm for Merlin to give him.
As she spoke, she pulled a mechanism under the counter, causing the glass display case to tumble over, revealing a batch of guns that had been hidden.
Different from the previous standard of ordinary firearms, this batch of guns is obviously improved, just from the beautiful shape can see that they are unusual, even a novice like Merlin who does not know much about firearms can see that this is a batch of high-end goods.
"Professor Merlin, you also know that ordinary firearms are not enough for people like us."
Seeing Merlin's somewhat surprised look, Mishayer explained with a smile.
"These are all guns that I have transformed with alchemy and strengthened with my family's abilities, and they are my proudest masterpieces, and they are not for sale."
Merlin nodded at this, somewhat understanding.
Firearms are indeed terrifying for ordinary people, with a deterrent power that can kill them with one hit, but for the transcendents, the threat is greatly reduced, except for those who are still in the learning stage of apprentice-level transcendentals, any official-level transcendent can ignore those ordinary firearms except for high-powered firearms such as sniper rifles.
It's as if the low-level spell shield that Merlin casually released before easily resisted the shot of the policewoman Catherine's policeman's gun.
And once the transcendents are promoted to the intermediate or even advanced level, then even high-powered sniper rifles are difficult to threaten them, and heavy weapons such as anti-armor guns or rocket launchers can barely have some effect.
As for the premium top......
emmmmm, wash and sleep, for those big guys, missiles are not easy to use, let alone firearms.
Merlin didn't know if there were ultimate weapons such as mushroom bullets in this world, but as far as he knew about Cynthia, he thought that the countless layers of solidified defense spells on this ghost woman's body could allow her to take mushroom bullets in the face, and then disdainfully said, "Poor, but that's it." β
After all, although the range lethality of the mushroom bullet is terrifying, the power of the monomer is not too strong, and if you use more intuitive game terms to evaluate, it is almost like if you give the damage value of the mushroom bullet an A-level evaluation, then Cynthia's cargo has a permanent buff that is immune to damage below the SS level, and even if the A-level damage is more, it is given for nothing, and it can't break her defense at all.
Merlin's previous idea of relying on firearms to make up for his shortcomings in long-range strikes was actually a bit naΓ―ve, but he was not to blame, after all, it had only been less than a month since he crossed over, and he still failed to completely switch the three views of ordinary people to the three views of transcendents.
The idea of the horror of firearms was a little too much in his mind, and the excitement of suddenly seeing a gun shop on the street made him rush in impatiently before he could think about it.
And now it's funny to calm down and think about it, he used to be an ordinary person who could only play with toy guns, but now when he can play with real guns, he finds that guns have become toys.
But fortunately, this gun point he casually found was not very ordinary in itself, this turned out to be a shop run by a transcendent, so there were alchemy firearms that had been transformed into transcendent weapons for sale, and Merlin did not come in vain this time.
"No wonder this store is called Magic Bullet Shooter, such a secondary name, it turns out that there really is a magic bullet."
Merlin thought to himself.
In fact, whether he can directly buy extraordinary firearms does not have a great impact on him, after all, he himself can also do alchemy, buy ordinary firearms back, and then use the power of the demon king to possess a demon at night, or directly alienate into a firearm demon is a good alternative.
But now that there are ready-made extraordinary firearms to choose from, Merlin has saved a lot of trouble.
"Can you tell us about these guns? Or does Miss Tress have any recommendations? I haven't played with firearms before, so I don't know much about it. β
Merlin looked at the alchemy guns for a moment, and honestly he couldn't tell the difference between good and bad.
The world's firearms technology is unexpectedly very developed, not only with the relatively old revolvers, but also with automatic pistols that have long been studied, and even steam guns that are not driven by gunpowder but by high-pressure steam, etc., are varied, and it is really a bit difficult to choose.
"Okay, so Professor Merlin, do you have any requirements for firearms, and what kind of firearms do you like?"
Miss Misaya nodded and reconfirmed.
She has made a lot of money this time, the alchemy guns in this counter are all her most outstanding works so far, and they are usually not sold to the public, but this time, in order to win over this talented young professor with unlimited future, she gritted her teeth and vomited blood and prepared to give it away in vain.
This is a necessary investment, as long as Merlin's friendship can be obtained, then for a small transcendent family like Tress it will be blood, after all, Mishayer clearly remembers the surname on Merlin's ID card before.
Grace. Sarina.
As a high-level alchemist, Misaya is also somewhat of a figure on the mysterious side, so she naturally does not know the meaning of this surname.
Once this surname represented the elven royal family, but now, this surname represents the powerful and noble lady.
If you think of the big news that the Calamity Witch who has recently caused a sensation on the mysterious side has been inaugurated as the head of Aldrich's Occult Academy, then the identity of the Aldrich occult professor with the same surname as that adult can be imagined.
Wanting the family to hug a sage's lap or something, this is too magical and unrealistic, so Mishay can't even think about it, but if it's just the friendship of the henchmen who the sage sat down, then the benefits are enough for a small family like the Tress clan to wake up laughing when they fall asleep.
On the other hand, Merlin, who is now 75 in psychology, can naturally guess a little bit of the clerk's thoughts, after all, if it is just to apologize to his sister for his previous faux pas, then it is enough to give him an ordinary firearm, and this clerk lady came up to give such a big gift, so there must be some other thoughts.
And if you think about your identity as Professor Aldrich, and the vest with the surname Cynthia that you are using now, then the reason why the clerk is so polite to him is naturally very clear.
For this kind of blatant gift bribe, Merlin was originally ready to refuse, he is not short of money, a gun or something can still be afforded, there is no need to owe favors for this matter.
However, that was the previous idea, and after the clerk showed the alchemy firearms, he said that they were really fragrant.....
No way, who made these alchemy firearms so handsome?
Although he can transform firearms himself, and even make weapons with incredible power after demonic power demonization, it's one thing to be strong or not, and it's another thing to be handsome or not.
He is not a professional gunsmith after all, and the guns he makes are definitely not as good-looking and handsome as professionals like the clerk, and I have to say that this Tres family really has something.
The enhanced racial talent and the craftsmanship of this senior alchemist of the clerk lady, this enchantment strengthens the one-stop service, this is the only unique craft that has no other semicolon.
It's just alchemy enchantment, Merlin can do it himself, but he really can't do it if he strengthens this kind of thing.
So for this batch of alchemy guns that are strengthened to the full level when you look at the light, he really doesn't have any....
The law refuses.
These guns are already very good, but if he adds another demonization, he can't make a pretty big thing.
Merlin thought to himself.
Therefore, he had to retract his previous plan to refuse the gift, and honestly stated his needs.
"Pistol, I need a pistol, preferably a little more powerful."