Chapter 10: Stalker? No, I'm just collecting a sample.
"I apologize for what I said earlier," Tang Wulin bowed and said earnestly.
Contrary to his expectations, Elysium seemed confused as to why he was apologizing. If anyone should apologize, it would be Elysium, who had installed wiretaps in his house.
And he would also install various other wiretaps and cameras to monitor Tang Wulin and Naer's every move.
Please don't get anything weird out of this. He didn't have the slightest concern for the omitted things adults often do. Even if Tang Wulin's parents did that in the living room or their son's bedroom, Elysium would probably just take a glance and continue trading.
Trading itself is more profitable than observing something that lacks any research value.
"Well, I don't know what you're apologizing for, but we barely know each other, right? So I don't believe there's anything wrong between us."
Tang Wulin shook his head. "No, six months ago, I spoke harshly to you and acted excessively, hurting you. I want to apologize for what happened back then."
Six months ago? Ah, that time…
Elysium wanted to say, "Buddy, I don't care about what happened in the past. If I cared, you'd be on the operating table right now with your head cut open and your internal organs on the table beside it."
Well, that's probably too much for a kid, so it's better to replace it with Tang Ziran, Lang Yue, and Mang Tian lying on the operating table while Tang Wulin is tied up and watching. Then, force himself to eat the very things of their beloved one until nothing remains.
After that, release Tang Wulin into society and observe his every action. It's probably worth +3 sociology at the end.
"You don't have to worry too much about that. I've long forgotten about it." Elysium smiled and hugged Tang Wulin. His hand reached for a few strands of Wulin's hair before they parted.
Tang Wulin was speechless and didn't know what to say. This was the first time a boy had suddenly hugged him, but he was relieved that Elysium didn't seem too bothered by it.
"Then, let's get to class. Oh, I have to go to the bathroom first." Elysium immediately ran to the bathroom and sat on the toilet, looking at the five strands of black hair in his palm.
"His body is really strong. I wonder what his genetic modifications are like. Is it done on purpose or is it just some ordinary mutation?"
Elysium giggled as he touched the strands of hair in his hand. He needed to use some of his strength just to pluck a few strands. Well, I can add to the collection of Elysium fortresses and also use them in these worlds.
"Not for me, of course. My first gene modification and gene optimization will improve my mind and brain, not just my raw power."
But for the others, he could make it for some biological soldier other than a robot army. But that would have to wait until he had the appropriate tools.
Elysium Fortress had everything, with the latest model he developed himself, but in this world, he needed to start developing it himself. Adapting to the soul guide inscription array technology wasn't difficult; the hard part was the production part.
He couldn't just pop up a machine out of thin air. He needed to have a psychic power equivalent to 7 stars to accomplish that feat.
Elysium put the hair into a sterile tube he had brought. He walked out of the toilet with a small smile on his face.
In the afternoon, after all the cultural classes were over, Elysium didn't leave immediately as usual, but looked around at everything in the soul master classroom with a certain glint in his eyes.
It was now free play time for all the students at Red Mountain Academy. Most of the kids ran outside to play. Even Tang Wulin had to accompany Na'er for a walk while buying various snacks nearby.
She actually knew her limits and didn't ask for anything from Elysium, simply being the recipient of everything.
Teacher Lin Ximeng had already returned to the teacher's office, and Elysium was the only one in the classroom.
"Hmm, I already have many designs and blueprints in hand. All that's left is to order a large quantity of spiritual metal. But if we do this, there will be problems if the Sun Moon Federation notices anything strange in this spiritual metal transaction."
"The Federation doesn't prohibit private mecha production, but they must know who made it. Privatizing arms and weapons is something that even the Sun and Moon Federation can't stop due to the high status of Soul Masters in this world. So they made an exception for this."
Knock... Knock... Knock...
The sound of tapping on the table echoed throughout the silent room, and a boy in a white lab coat sat with a serious expression, staring at the empty air in front of him. The bracelet on his hand released something.
A kinetic weapon found only in the old era of the Federation. A weapon long abandoned due to its inefficiency in interstellar warfare. A Glock-19 with a black leather grip.
It's a modification product, slightly flawed compared to the original product from the old era. This handgun lacks gunpowder or the various parts found on conventional weapons. However, it does have numerous inscription arrays that replace various functions.
It's worse than the original because it's made from iron, which adds weight and isn't suitable for civilian use. The bullet fired has a higher velocity than the original and also has greater recoil. This is due to the complex inscriptions inside, which contain more than 10 different ones.
The recoil from the soul power used will disrupt the inscriptions he's created and requires constant maintenance every time it's used. And it can't be used if someone has a soul power jammer in the area.
If a soul master uses it, then that's fine. But weapons like handguns in the old era were weapons that even civilians could use. Not only that, even newbies without soul power could use this weapon as long as they could hold it.
"But I don't need permission from the local government to get a small gun. Just don't use it to kill someone."
I have a variety of weapons like this in my storage. But this is less sophisticated than normal and needs to be made with more detail. Then, let's test it right away.
Elysium stood up and looked around. His mental power spread out like a radar and saw no one following him or trying to sneak up on him.
He was still wary about the one person who used some gene modification on Tang Wulin. Normally, anyone who did that would have noticed something wrong with the clothes he always wore and would have come to him to see if there was anything abnormal about him.
But there was no response, so that person was probably not here.
Elysium walked away from the school. He had nothing to do with childlike play because he was essentially not a child, but simply a rational scientist trapped in a child's body. His mind was different, and how he saw things was different.
With his cold and calculated logic, no one could approach him. Even his smile was something he had calculated to blend in with society.
To tell the truth, he's just an introvert at heart.
"Oh, right, Eva. Set an alarm for me one hour before nightfall. I don't want to be late for our dinner tonight. And bring some nice suits from the fortress."
[it will be done, Elysium]