Chapter 259: Sir, the Times Have Changed
"Are you satisfied with this greeting gift?"
Snap!
Kenji snapped his fingers. Two white plastic chairs appeared behind them. He immediately sat down in one, and the feeling was instantly there.
"How did you do that?" Ereshkigal asked, hesitating for a moment before sitting down on the white plastic lawn chair. The moment she sat, she felt an inexplicable power surge through her. What is this chair? It's so magical.
"I command the power of creation. I can create stars, galaxies, and the like," Kenji said.
"Eh?"
Creating stars... he says it so casually?
Kenji was right in front of her. Ereshkigal sensed him carefully and couldn't help but show a look of surprise. What is this level of life?
Because Kenji wasn't concealing himself at this moment, what she felt was very real. Kenji's life-level could be said to be a personification of the rules. Even a god couldn't comprehend this aura, which was like the origin of the universe itself. His very existence seemed to be related to the universe's continuation, creation, and destruction... Beyond that, she sensed an eternal quality radiating from him.
"Are you human?"
Ereshkigal now knew why she couldn't pull Kenji's soul. What was the difference between that and trying to move a universe?
"I think I'm a person."
Kenji said seriously. That's right. Just a little special.
"If you say so," Ereshkigal's mouth twitched. She didn't dwell on the matter. To her, they were friends. It didn't matter if he was a human, a ghost, or a god.
"Thank you for the flowers. These are flowers that don't exist in the Underworld," Ereshkigal said in a soft, quiet voice. This really was the best greeting gift.
"It was nothing. Besides, who says there are no flowers in the Underworld?" Kenji said casually.
"Eh? Where?" Ereshkigal's eyes widened, full of anticipation. She, the mistress of the underworld, didn't even know about this.
"Right here. The Underworld has a flower, just this one, and her name is Eresh."
This was the opinion of many, but for Ereshkigal, the destructive power of this line was too astonishing, as if a large-yield nuclear bomb had just been dropped.
"!"
Ereshkigal's fair face instantly exploded in a blush, and white steam rose up, as if she had turned into a steam engine.
"Um..."
"So it was that kind of flower."
Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's buzz. Kenji almost couldn't hear it. He looked down at the time.
"I'm leaving now. I'll come and find you again next time," Kenji said. As soon as his voice fell, he vanished, leaving behind the white plastic chair that still held the warmth of his body.
"Why did you leave so fast..."
Ereshkigal muttered. Since he was gone, it meant that she was now the only one in the Underworld.
Looking at the sea of flowers, her orange-red eyes flashed with excitement. She carefully lay down in the sea of flowers, and after discovering that the flowers would not be easily crushed, she relaxed. Fragrant and rich, refreshing the heart... it was so comfortable. And it was a good thing no one was here to see it.
On a cliff, King Hassan stood there with his greatsword, silent as a ghost. A blue-green light flickered in his eye sockets as he stared, motionless, at the figure rolling lazily in the sea of flowers.
[Star Forger]: "@Stank Tony, send me some weapons."
Although Tony had shut down his weapons production department, getting his hands on weapons was a simple matter for someone like him.
[Gudako]: "Kenji, are you thinking what I think you're thinking?"
Gudako clearly had an idea, but her expression was a little strange. To give modern thermal weapons to people who were still using cold weapons... that was progressing a little too fast.
[Star Forger]: "That's right. It's just as you think."
[Stank]: "Weapons? What kind of weapons do you want? No nukes. Jericho missiles are fine, though."
It's just weapons. He's very familiar with them. He has channels, and he has stock.
[Star Forger]: "No need for those missiles. Just some handguns, rifles, machine guns, and rocket launchers will do."
Uruk had 360 Divine Seal Tablets; they didn't need missiles.
[Stank]: "Just those? A piece of cake. Wait a moment, I'll send them over right away."
[Shizu-cute]: "Using thermal weapons in the age of cold weapons... how should I put this... the times have changed."
[Galactic Baseballer]: "As the saying goes: outside of seven steps, the gun is fast. Within seven steps, the gun is faster and more accurate."
[The Destroyer]: "That's only in an ordinary, normal world."
For a Kamen Rider like Kabuto who could accelerate, even if you shot at him point-blank, he could still dodge with ease. In the Type-Moon world, although there was the mysterious power of magic, most were still of flesh and blood. Thermal weapons would be effective.
BANG!
This was the first gunshot of the B.C. era. The bullet, leaving the chamber, carried a powerful kinetic energy and easily pierced a target not far away.
"What a powerful weapon."
Siduri looked at the little trinket (a handgun) in the soldier's hand. She hadn't expected it to have such destructive power and range.
[Using thermal weapons in the age of cold weapons... this is really ridiculous.]
The people of Chaldea were speechless. Although this could greatly enhance the army's combat capability, it was just too bizarre. Too unorthodox.
Kenji couldn't help but smile. This was nothing. Big Teacher V (Vill-V) had once armed an entire island of monkeys.
"This feels a little weird, but the effect is undeniable," King Leonidas I said, holding a round shield in one hand and a submachine gun in the other.
The surrounding Uruk soldiers all put down their spears and switched to a uniform set of firearms. A sense of division instantly washed over them.
This was really...
Sir, the times have changed.
"With this kind of weapon, we can reduce the casualties of our soldiers," the Queen of Sheba said, playing with a heavy machine gun. Although firearms couldn't deal with all the demonic beasts, it was enough. They could break through the skin of many of them. If you could kill from a distance, there was no need to fight desperately up close.
"Haha... Kenji, you've really brought this king an interesting toy."
Gilgamesh, wearing sunglasses, was holding a golden Gatling gun. The nouveau-riche gold color scheme was very much to his liking.
"Tony, that guy..."
Kenji smiled helplessly. This kind of weapon was not common. Who would be idle enough to spend a lot of money to make such a thing? It was usually just a collector's item. Tony probably didn't even know he had this kind of weapon in his warehouse and had just packed it up and thrown it over. He had his Iron Man armor and a large amount of magic; he naturally looked down on this kind of thermal weapon.
"This king will pay for these weapons in due time."
Gilgamesh played with it for a while, then put it away with satisfaction. The power aside, this color scheme was very nice.
"Get them all trained up! Don't you dare miss a single shot when the time comes! This king cannot afford to lose that much face!"
Gilgamesh waved his hand. Amidst the loud cheers of the soldiers, he returned to his office. The poor man now had to bury his head in work again.