[You drew 'Bulletproof Vest' (Inner Liner)]
"Bulletproof vest?" Fujiwara Toru frowned, looking at the reward he had just drawn. Was this useful?
Of course, it was extremely useful. If used correctly and at the right time, it could save his life. Especially modern bulletproof vests, they were already very powerful. Ultra-high molecular weight polyethylene fibers combined with some ceramic plates could even withstand rifle bullets.
Even if the recoil was strong and might break a few ribs, if faced with the choice of being pierced by a 7.62mm bullet or just breaking a few ribs, absolutely everyone would choose the latter.
But this level of bulletproof vest was usually too bulky and heavy, only suitable for missions, not for daily use.
"If I really needed to go on a mission, I could just get a top-tier bulletproof vest directly from the CIA. Is this bulletproof vest you're rewarding me not even able to stop a machine gun or a Barret?" Fujiwara Toru muttered to himself, but then he had an idea.
Wait a minute, this is 'black technology'. How could it be ordinary?
Thinking of this, Fujiwara Toru became somewhat expectant and immediately chose [Claim].
Just like before, a neatly packaged piece of clothing in a plastic bag suddenly appeared on the table in front of Fujiwara Toru.
"This is... a shirt?" Fujiwara Toru frowned and picked up the garment, tearing open the plastic bag and carefully examining the shirt.
From the feel, the workmanship and materials of this shirt were good, definitely top-notch. It would be no problem to sell it for hundreds of thousands at a luxury store. But from its weight, it was indeed just the weight of a shirt, completely incomparable to a bulletproof vest.
However, since it was his golden finger, it should have an incredible function.
Fujiwara Toru thought for a moment, then directly picked up the shirt and headed to the basement. After buying this Western-style mansion, Fujiwara Toru had CIA engineers dig a small basement for him in the villa. Here, there was a shooting range with advanced sound-absorbing materials all around, as well as a large arsenal built with special steel to protect against explosions. This way, even if the ammunition in the arsenal exploded, it wouldn't have too much of an impact on the house above. Fujiwara Toru certainly didn't want to sit on a ticking bomb.
He came to the basement, entered the password and verified his fingerprint in front of the metal door of the arsenal. As the metal door opened, it revealed the space inside. Fujiwara Toru didn't need to fight a national-level war; his arsenal wasn't very big.
On the wall hung pistols, assault rifles, submachine guns, and over forty other types of firearms, several grenades, flashbangs, smoke grenades, and other inventory, as well as bulletproof vests.
The most powerful items were a few anti-tank landmines and shoulder-fired anti-air missiles with poison spikes, as well as some rockets and other heavy weapons.
He took down his favorite Beretta M9 from the wall, brought some magazines, and headed to the shooting range.
At the shooting range, there was a dummy. Fujiwara Toru put the system-rewarded shirt on the dummy and then turned on the computer on a nearby table. He fired at the dummy with the pistol from a distance of ten meters, then again from nine meters, and finally fired the last shot from one meter away.
A 9mm bullet hit the shirt. The bullet itself didn't deform, but landed on the ground after being deformed. The surface of the shirt looked even smoother, without a single hole.
Fujiwara Toru's face immediately turned pale after witnessing this scene.
He came to the computer. The software data had already analyzed the kinetic energy each shot brought to the dummy. "The bullet completely failed to penetrate this shirt, and its absorption capacity is very strong. Most of the kinetic energy was absorbed."
"Although some kinetic energy will still remain, such kinetic energy, even if it hits an ordinary human body, won't cause too much harm. At most, it will leave a bruise."
"That is to say, wearing this shirt, I can completely disregard pistol bullets." Fujiwara Toru's expression was excited. This was truly black technology! It was called a bulletproof vest, but it was actually the bulletproof vest from "The Raid: Redemption." No, this technology was even more powerful than in "The Raid: Redemption." In the movie, the bulletproof vest was a suit, and in terms of weight, it was far inferior to this shirt.
Especially since the suit, although formal, was not suitable for all occasions, but wearing a shirt underneath was different. He could wear it anywhere, anytime, with even greater concealment. This was truly an unexpected joy.
Although Fujiwara Toru's body quality had already surpassed human limits, as a carbon-based life form, he was still far from the realm of being bulletproof.
But now, by borrowing black technology, he could withstand bullets with his bare body!
In his delight, Fujiwara Toru went back to the arsenal and picked up an AK109 assault rifle.
"Bang bang bang—" After putting on the shirt, he fired several more shots from a distance of several meters.
Even if it was a 7.62mm bullet, it still couldn't penetrate the shirt, but the kinetic energy data displayed on the computer screen still made Fujiwara Toru frown.
"No, pistols can be completely blocked, but rifles are still a bit lacking. It can only be said that even if I'm hit by an AK while wearing this shirt, I won't die, but I will definitely suffer considerable injuries."
"So, when facing rifles, I still need to dodge, and I can't take it head-on with my bare body."
The experimental results were slightly disappointing, but Fujiwara Toru was not disheartened. This was just a shirt, and it was a black technology reward.
Perhaps with new rewards in the future, if he could wear a full set of equipment, perhaps he would be able to withstand rifle bullets with his bare body!
"The back of this item is marked as 'inner liner', so it seems it really is a set of equipment. It needs to be collected entirely to unleash better effects." Fujiwara Toru mumbled to himself.
If he really gathered the full set of equipment, and even rifle bullets couldn't hurt him, that would be true invincible black technology.
Fondling the incredibly soft fabric of the shirt, Fujiwara Toru couldn't bear to let go of it and immediately put it on.
A burst of security!
In addition to the black technology reward, Akai Shuichi also contributed one body quality point this time. Fujiwara Toru smoothly added it, and his body quality became 12.
After adding this point, there was no obvious change, just like before, he needed to train to unleash the attribute. But this also made Fujiwara Toru stronger.
The most overpowered person in this world was Kyogoku Makoto. If Kyogoku Makoto's karate technique was rated S-class, his body quality was the human limit of 10 points. Then, Fujiwara Toru, with 11 points in body quality before, could win if he fought against Kyogoku Makoto, but it would definitely be a narrow victory or a miserable one.
And now, with his attribute reaching 12 points, his victory would be easier.
"I still need to continue accumulating points. When can I instantly kill Kyogoku Makoto, then I'll be truly powerful." Fujiwara Toru set a goal for himself.
If he truly reached that point, being able to instantly kill even Kyogoku Makoto, the biggest human bug in this world, Fujiwara Toru would feel like a minor superman. If he then equipped himself with black technology gear, it wouldn't be impossible for him to be invincible in the mortal realm.
At this moment, Fujiwara Toru's phone vibrated.
[Feikawa Xiangzi: Mr. Fujiwara, I hope to get this job. When can I come for an interview?]
Fujiwara Toru saw the Line message, and his lips curved slightly. He replied: [After 6 PM tomorrow, you can come over. I'll be home then.]
After enjoying the changes in his body quality and the benefits of black technology, Fujiwara Toru felt he also needed to take the initiative.
These beautiful young ladies, all of them, give me lots of money!
"Well, for mature women like Bellemere and Yukiko Kudo, don't hold too much hope. They've seen a lot and might not even believe in love."
"It only took two years for a single Vermouth to complete her plan, but Akai Shuichi only took a few days. It truly is a young girl's simple belief in love!"
Fujiwara Toru sighed with emotion. He put on a coat, went out, and ran!
237 ...
In Feikawa's dilapidated house, Feikawa Xiangzi curled up in the corner of the wall. She looked at the conversation on her phone that came from Fujiwara Toru, secretly sighing.
"If I can earn 5000 yen a day, that's 150,000 yen a month."
"No, no, that won't do. Mr. Fujiwara doesn't necessarily need me to work every day. So, calculating for 20 normal working days, that's 100,000 yen."
"Excluding rent, utilities, phone bills, and living expenses, there should still be some leftover. I can also buy a few new clothes."
"Oh, right, the piano in the practice room. Mr. Fujiwara doesn't use it, can I ask if I can use it? The soundproofing effect of that practice room is very good. Even if I play the piano, it won't affect others."
"No, no, no, Xiangzi, Xiangzi, you must learn to be content. You've finally gotten a good job opportunity, so do your job well first." Feikawa Xiangzi slapped her own face, secretly encouraging herself.
She had her own plan, and what she needed most was her musical ability, as well as her management ability.
So, piano practice couldn't be neglected. That would set her back. Although she could borrow the school's musical instruments to practice, the practice time was somewhat insufficient.
"I have to quit my customer service job. Otherwise, the two jobs will conflict. Although working for Mr. Fujiwara might be tiring, my working hours will be reduced, and I will have more free time to plan my life."
Feikawa Xiangzi suddenly felt that life wasn't so painful after all. Even in the most difficult times, she had persevered. And now, she had more hope.
"The hardships of life are not meant to make you disheartened, but to make you more resilient."
Feikawa Xiangzi softly recited a famous quote she had seen somewhere. She curled up in the corner of the wall, and slowly, with her eyes closed, she fell asleep.
She had to go to school and work tomorrow, so she had to maintain sufficient physical strength.
...
After his night run, Fujiwara Toru, as always, saw the girl in white and the black cat in her arms on the stairs of the mansion.
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