Drug-Eating Genius Mage Chapter 403

Custom-made (2)

The three immediately descended from the rooftop and headed to the workshop where the bikes were being manufactured.

“In fact, most of the options you ordered have been installed for a long time.”

Victor said, guiding Lennok through the sound of machines echoing everywhere.

“However, I was deliberately putting off the rest of the work because I felt that the performance of the bike itself would be able to be pushed to the limit if the requirements were communicated in advance.”

“Are you saying there are options left to mount more?”

“Originally, for the safety of the occupants, some functions were restricted by applying the brakes on their own, but there is no way the dog-roe would need such a safety device.”

Whoops!!

Standing there emitting a quiet engine sound is the majesty of a magnificent bike.

Hard and thick tires and dozens of pipes protruding from under the wheels. A sharp appearance and a saddle painted with black iron armor.

The clear magic light flowing through the seams and the hot haze rising from the body of the bike.

In terms of size alone, it is an overwhelming weight class comparable to most four-wheel drive vehicles.

Victor approached without hesitation on his bike while Lennok looked at the intimidating appearance again with a little admiration.

“10 types of appearance changes. Added 6 injection cylinders. 10-speed thruster The highest strength alloy outer armor. And even the basic power source made of a mana nucleus fusion engine.”

Picking up a combination of bench and screw hammer from a nearby workbench, he began examining the bike closely.

“But once you’ve removed the brakes on each option, there are a few fun parts that can be connected to extra circuitry.”

“Victor, what are you going to do about vehicle safety regulations?”

Sebastian, who was watching him yawning from behind, asked.

“If you put in any of the items you talked about while chatting with me earlier, the National Guard might come looking for you, not the Traffic Management Bureau.”

“It’s not even a mass-produced product to sell, so what does it matter?”

Victor grinned.

“I don’t intend to impose cumbersome regulations on the items I give as gifts to Mr. Ban.”

“Aren’t you doing this because you just want to do it?”

Victor didn’t answer Sebastian’s words.

Clap!!

Opening the joints of the bike without hesitation, he grabs the equipment he was holding in his hand and starts touching the internal structure without hesitation.

Every time the equipment is put in and moved, the external armor flinches, revealing the light brightly, and the functions hidden inside come out one after another, unfolding an exhibition in front of Lennok’s eyes.

Charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

The movements of his hands were so nimble that he wondered if he was the same person who had been drinking with Sebastian just before.

In response, various mechanical arms hanging from the ceiling of the workshop gather around Victor and begin delivering countless parts directly to him.

Reassemble the delivered parts to the bike without looking away.

It disassembles and reassembles parts that have already been completed, and naturally inserts new parts.

Lennox laughed as he confirmed the identity of the part in Victor’s hand with his magic sensor.

Among the parts constantly moving on top of the mechanical arm, I saw a few things that were particularly familiar to my eyes.

“It’s a super vibrating blade, a shell with 88 rounds of autocannon ammunition, and a rear-mounted shotgun. All of them must be hard to find in the market, but you did a good job of hiding them.”

“As expected, I thought you would recognize Ban-nim. They are expensive friends that can be used as equipment only by those who are recognized even in the underworld.”

Victor answered while adjusting the equipment without rest.

“Not only that. It is also equipped with an automatic fire system, leaving room for two heat-seeking missiles.”

“…A missile?”

Despite Lennok’s absurd question, Victor continued to move his hand without hesitation.

“If you hit the heat source thruster in the remaining space and finally install the internal force field glider…It will be possible to fly in the sky for a while.”

clap clap clap!!

After disassembling all the tens of thousands of parts that go into the monster bike, hang it on a mechanical arm and reassemble it without a single error to complete it.

A series of techniques to directly check and examine whether there are any errors or problems that occur in the manufacturing process right in front of the orderer’s eyes.

It’s not enough that the perfect design of the bike already exists in your head, so you can’t even try it without doing similar work hundreds of thousands of times.

Victor’s grinning face, dripping with sweat, already looked closer to the realm of self-satisfaction than Lennok himself.

“Since the city council established the Air Force, very strict aircraft regulations are being lifted. If you use it in the outskirts, there probably won’t be any traces left.”

“For a moment, it’s an object that flies in the sky, is equipped with cannons and missiles, and is made of superalloy….”

Lennok thought it over, and smiled with a spirited face.

“Putting it this way, it’s not a bike, it’s like a fighter jet without wings.”

“Oh how did you know? In fact, the engine mounted on this bike today was originally used for fighter jets.”

“….”

The president of Ohtable, who gives answers that go beyond common sense.

While Lennok was thinking about whether he should stop it, Sebastian, who was still watching, added a word.

“Victor is the best meister I know when it comes to custom. Even while running a business, your skills are better than those of craftsmen who run in the field.”

“…It seems clear that it is not simply the realm of work.”

Sebastian also laughed at Lennok’s slightly hesitant answer.

“I’m a bit stupid with my words, but the results won’t disappoint.”

Victor’s clothes, which had been tucked under the bike, were drenched in sweat, but he didn’t care at all and concentrated on fixing the engine inside the bike.

“Remove the safety device to protect the user. Full option upgrade of the shooting device that is basically installed on the monster bike. Even the automatic charging function for consumables used for jamming…Final inspection complete.”

As if time had stopped, Victor, who was assembling and disassembling the bike to check its function, stopped working after several tens of minutes.

“Whoa…!! There doesn’t seem to be any problem. It’s a good level to roll right now.”

Drenched in sweat, he stuck out his tongue and smiled shyly.

“This took some time. sorry. As I get older, my body can’t move on its own.”

“…no it was enough At least I can trust how well you know your business.”

“Fortunately, the. In fact, I was a good rider in the past, so I think I got a little excited thinking about the old days.”

Perhaps Lennok’s calm reply calmed Victor’s mood a little.

He smiled shyly, then turned around and gestured toward the bike.

“At the back of the headquarters, there is a test drive course for customers who have purchased our company’s products. Would you like to try it?”

“hmm….”

After thinking for a moment, Lennok shook his head.

“No, Victor, I’d like to see you driving your bike instead.”

“…yes?”

“I want to see the skill of a rider who was famous in the past. I think it will be a lot of reference, will it be okay?”

* * *

“Half. Isn’t Victor a bit too spiteful no matter how much he made a profit through you?”

Test drive course located behind the head office.

Sebastian burst into laughter at the sight of Victor carefully driving his monster bike while sweating profusely.

“Victor is too old. When I was young, there was a time when that friend was obsessed with all kinds of vehicles and wandered around for several years, but not anymore.”

Wearing a protective pad covering his entire body and a hard helmet, Victor rode the test drive very slowly on his monster.

Both hands holding the handles of the bike are trembling while turning the course to be considerate of relatively novice drivers.

It must be because he understands how dangerous the bike he made is.

The new bike, which was thoroughly made to Lennok’s order, is extremely adjusted to the extent that human senses cannot control the speed of deceleration and acceleration.

It was because from Lennok’s point of view, who entrusted Darby’s automatic driving algorithm with driving the bike, it was necessary to adjust Darby’s performance so that it could perform most comfortably.

The brain spirit’s calculation ability, simulation path search, and variable prediction ability are not a level that can be easily followed by even the most outstanding riders or superhumans.

It wouldn’t be strange if he jumped out and got stuck with his helmet.

“He certainly doesn’t look like a superhuman who’s good enough to avoid aging.”

“You know that not all superhumans can avoid aging, right?”

A bitter smile formed on Sebastian’s lips.

“Even with the chosen talent and body, it becomes relatively fair in front of time. Only monsters like you can surpass it.”

“….”

“I have no feelings about that now. So, if there’s anything you want to say, why don’t you say it before Victor gets cornered?”

Lennok smiled faintly at the sly reply.

“I knew.”

“Would you like to talk separately? Victor knew that too, so he left without asking any more questions.”

Did Victor know that Lennok said that to meet Sebastian separately?

After hearing that, Lennok didn’t hesitate.

“Sorry for bothering you. I needed a way to contact them separately from going to their office.”

“There are rumors that you, Van, have been involved in a power struggle between dinosaur companies. My clients say they’re close to balancing against some pretty big titans.”

“….”

Sebastian glanced at Lennok and said.

“Considering what you’ve been doing, I guess you’re probably thinking of meeting me in person… … . Am I wrong?”

Did rumors about the power struggle between Achilles and Dyke already start to circulate?

But because of that, because Sebastian was dealing with such distinguished guests, he had to ask for something else.

Sebastian spoke first while Lennok took those words and slowly chose his words to bring up the matter.

“If you want to find the Madrid Onion, cooperate.”

“….”

“Instead, there are conditions.”

An unexpected proposal from Sebastian.

His ability to know the name and the inside story in such detail is also an ability, but what surprised Lennok more than that was his positive attitude itself.

Sebastian, who has always been friendly with Lennok, asking him to do something together, but on the contrary, I never thought he would come out so aggressively, as if he had taken a step back in every moment.

“You know something.”

Lennok, who was fiddling with the cell phone in his pocket, asked with his gaze calming down.

“You want a deal?”

“…The fact that you came to me at this point in itself must be to review with some direction in your hands.”

Sebastian answered with a slightly stiff face.

“I can help you through the process.”

That’s not wrong. If it wasn’t for the information I got from Achilles’ network through Graham Campbell, I wouldn’t have bothered to find him.

Sebastian’s network, which mainly works with Yangji’s clients, would bring him closer to Lennok’s plan more quickly.

“good.”

Thoughtful, Lennok nodded with his arms crossed.

“I’ll listen to the conditions and decide.”

* * *

Clack Clack!!

“hmm….”

A revolver modified by Palmer. A sniper rifle with added shells to adjust recoil and durability. Even the rechargeable shotgun I received as a gift from Makina’s craftsman.

Lennok looked down at the equipment he had set down on the workbench, then lowered his head and touched them again.

Pitter-patter!

“ah. You missed it.”

This is often the case when servicing a firearm without shooting assistance magic.

It’s hard to say that Lennok’s dexterity is good even with empty words, so despite periodically servicing his firearms, he often missed magazines or parts and lost them.

Of course, like a wizard, he never bent down to retrieve the lost parts, but instead of using magic, Lennok directly bent down and picked up the parts.

[I should have told you not to use magic.]

It was because someone who was watching the scene right next to him was spitting out a chilling cry somewhere.

“I picked it up myself so I wouldn’t use it. What are you talking about?”

[hmm…Is this not intentional?]

Instead of answering, the voice silently stroked his chin and fell into thought.

Beyond the veil, complex seven-color brilliance flashed nonstop.

[It seems that whenever you move, the magic around you reacts and fluctuates as well.]

“Then, what should we do?”

[Do not move from now on.]

“….”

Lennok swallowed a sigh and raised his head in silence.

Cartel’s president, Oliviera Ron Maze’s lab.

The top of the huge sorcery book that hasn’t changed from the previous visit. A cold arsenal of space that transforms when the bookshelf is folded.

Lennok was wiggling his hands on a workbench in a warehouse where all sorts of firearms and weapons were on display.

“I don’t know why I have to repeat this task without getting an explanation in the first place.”

Asked Lennok, who collected the guns scattered on the floor with a light gesture.

“What’s the point of continuing elaborate acts without using magical powers?”

The last meeting we met with the 3rd president, Ayun, after revealing that he held the church’s hand.

At that time, Lennok made a rather bold deal with Oliviera: he wanted to investigate Chilchaebo’s evil eye.

It was a proposal made with the idea that simply transplanting a good magic eye would not solve the problem, but surprisingly, Oliviera did not laugh at Lennok’s proposal.

Rather, she struggled with a look of interest, and now she invited Lennok back to her lab.

As it was the word of one of the best magic eye holders on the continent, I obeyed it obediently, but I wasn’t very willing.

It was because Lennok was very reluctant to disclose his weakness, that he was not good at using his body unless he used magic, to Oliviera.

Although they still have a positive relationship with the cartel’s chairman, no one knows how long this collaboration will last.

As long as I didn’t know how Oliviera thought about the ending, I had to be careful about things related to Lennok’s secret.

But Oliviera stared blankly at Lennok, then snorted.

[Did you set out to investigate my eyes without knowing properly about Chilchaebo’s evil eye?]

“I can’t believe that.”

Lennox sighed and replied. Of course, when it comes to items for which data exist, he is by no means lazy in his investigation.

“Among the existing Mystic Eyes, a powerful ability that fits in one hand. It is said that it unleashes limitless power by freely combining the seven magical qualities.”

[Oh-horse.]

“But maybe that’s not all. In some way, the ability of the demonic eye itself must be deeply connected to that person’s image.”

[Looks like you’ve been studying a lot in a short time.]

Lennok neatly ignored Oliviera’s words, which seemed to be admonishing a child, and continued.

“The principle of constructing a magnetic realm that projects one’s own image. Didn’t you, Oliviera, combine this theory with the Mystic Eye and sublimate it into something different from the existing superpowers?”

[…] … .]

“It is not known exactly how much supernormal ability an 8th level wizard possessed by transcending the hierarchy. But I guess.”

Lennox laughed at the silent Oliveira.

“Partial unfolding derived from image imprinting in the magnetic realm. There must be a completely different outcome from the existing concept. Just like your lab, where we stand right now. I’m thinking maybe there’s a name like the Ascendant’s Thought Campaign… … .”

[What’s the point of being called by a name?]

Oliviera, who had just listened to him, replied.

[On this planet where billions of billions live, the number of people who have reached that level in history won’t even be a handful. It is enough if you can convey the meaning and understand it. It doesn’t matter what others call it.]

“I see.”

Lennok nodded.

“That must have something to do with how you, Oliviera, started your research, right?”

[…] … Let’s go back to the story about the evil eye.]

She turned her head and replied.

[There are many ways to make your innate ability bloom, but if you have already awakened the magic eye in one eye like you, you don’t need to make any big adjustments.] “

….”

[Rather, it is necessary to confirm the aptitude and qualifications for superpowers and go through appropriate training.]

“In short, rather than magic, it is the process of confirming the aptitude for superpowers… … .”

It sounds simple, but it’s not that easy.

Mystic Eye is not magic at all, but a power close to supernatural power.

It is easy to combine and use the abilities of the Mystic Eyes as a technique, but it is not so to interfere with the existence of the Mystic Eyes and adjust their direction.

If that was possible, Lennok would have opened the magic eye in his right eye long ago and shared the output.

Rather, because of that, I tried to get a sense of superpowers by directly observing Oliviera’s demonic eye and imitating its flow… … .

[I don’t need to say anything more. If you can’t even pass this process, I’ll pretend this didn’t happen.]

Oliviera’s stern voice cut off Lennok’s thoughts.

[If it wasn’t for a vessel that rivaled that rudeness, I wouldn’t have dared to accept the offer to ask for a deal. If it doesn’t even meet the standard, it’s meaningless.]

The reason why I didn’t explain in detail was also because it was to determine my aptitude for superpowers.

Oliviera also has something she wants from Lennok, so she’s taking the attitude of agreeing to Lennok’s deal. … .

The problem is that just by simply moving his body, Lenok is reacting in sync with the nearby magic power.

This is because, apart from perfectly controlling the body’s magical power, the transcendent magical power of induction is rather hindering the verification of aptitude for superpowers.

If she doesn’t pass this process, Oliviera won’t even tell Lennok what she wants in exchange for examining her Mystic Eye.

“Then do this.”

Lennok, lost in thought for a moment, clapped his hands.

“Because I recently learned a pretty good game.”

[A game?]

“It’s not a very difficult game. It wasn’t long before I learned it too.”

Lennok laughed as he took something from the inside of his coat.

“For the training you said, I’d like you to deal with just a few rounds.”

A chess game that seems to be a mix of Othello and Go.

What Lennok took out was the board game he and Jindun played alone in the Hanghasa Labyrinth.

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