My Apocalypse Fortress Vehicle

Old Jack led Gu Zhuo to the operating table in the center of the room, and motioned for Gu Zhuo to lie down on it. Elsa was still sitting in her original position, seemingly not intending to join them.

"Hand out."

Old Jack said to Gu Zhuo who was lying on the operating bed.

After hearing his words, Gu Zhuo stretched out his hand and handed it to Old Jack.

Old Jack grabbed his arm and felt that his armor was smooth and hard with a touch of coldness, and he couldn't help but admire:

"No matter which craftsman made it, this armor is perfect. It's just that the style is too old. That guy must be a retro guy, right? Hey, K, tell me about that guy."

Old Jack asked him as if talking to himself, while taking out a ruler and some measuring tools from the cabinet next to the operating table.

He measured the width and length of Gu Zhuo's armor arm to find the most suitable size so that he could tailor the Night Owl for him. At the same time, he kept mumbling to himself:

"I always thought that I was very retro, but I didn't expect that there are still people who are keen on such an ancient style of exoskeleton armor. Hey, he is really a geek. There are people outside the world."

Gu Zhuo listened to him mumbling to himself for a long time, and felt that he was indeed very interested in the nano armor he was wearing.

He thought for a while, considering whether to fabricate an identity for Chaoying to fool Old Jack, when he heard Old Jack ask again:

"K, your nano-armor can also be retracted freely, right?"

Hearing this, Gu Zhuo lay on the bed and answered him:

"sure."

"Then take back the armor on your arms."

Old Jack said.

"Why?"

"Because I have to make measurements. I have to figure out how thick your nano-armor is, and then use this to calculate what length the Night Owl should be made to fit your armor perfectly."

Hearing what Old Jack said, Gu Zhuo suddenly said:

"etc."

"What's wrong?"

"If I follow your thinking, then there are other weapons built into my armor. Should this also be taken into consideration?"

"Of course, what I build is about perfect fit and absolute precision. Every factor must be clarified, and there can be no mistakes. If it weren't for this spirit, I wouldn't be able to become the best." of..."

Speaking of this, Old Jack suddenly thought of something and changed his words abruptly,

"...become a good craftsman."

Gu Zhuo could see that Old Jack was indeed hit by the nano-armor he was wearing, which he could not build. He said to old Jack:

"Then you stand back a little. I have to show you what else is equipped in my armor."

"Okay, but you make it sound like you're going to do some acrobatics."

Old Jack muttered, let go of his hand, and took a few steps back.

At this moment, Gu Zhuo clenched his hands into fists and stretched out two scimitars from the armor of his hands.

Seeing the two scimitars, Old Jack raised his eyebrows. Before he could speak, Gu Zhuo began to change the weapons on his hand armor again. Several scimitars were retracted and extended, but because they had only been used for killing before and had not been properly maintained, there were some mottled dried blood stains on the scimitars.

This was keenly discovered by Old Jack. He spoke out and asked Gu Zhuo not to retract the scimitar in a hurry.

He walked over and looked at the two scimitars carefully, and saw that their styles were very sharp, just like the weapon he had read in a long-lost ancient blacksmithing book called the Nepali Scimitar.

The black blood on it caught his attention. This black blood could not come from any creature he knew, nor could it be a dye. But Old Jack consciously chose not to ask, but pretended not to see anything.

He took out the measuring instrument and measured the size of the machete.

"Okay, I will take the size of these scimitars into consideration when the time comes."

"good."

After measuring the scimitar, Old Jack continued to talk to Gu Zhuo:

"Take your hand armor back."

Hearing what Old Jack said, Gu Zhuo was a little reluctant, but thinking that this was a necessary step, he listened to Old Jack's words and retracted his hand armor.

After the armor quickly retracted, his strong, muscular forearms appeared in front of Old Jack.

Old Jack put his hand on Gu Zhuo's arm and felt that his muscles were very hard, and he could confirm by touching them that they were natural muscles and not the product of any mechanical modification.

"Have you ever fought RX-19?"

Old Jack asked casually.

"ah?"

Gu Zhuo didn't understand what he said. Seeing his confused look, Old Jack understood that this guy didn't even know what an RX-19 was, let alone whether he had ever fought it.

"A kind of muscle hormone. People who take this hormone, even if they are stunted and thin monkeys, can become muscular tough guys and possess great strength."

"No."

Gu Zhuo answered calmly.

These strong muscles on his body are all obtained through actual training, not any hormones or any shortcuts.

"I haven't tried it well. The RX-19 thing has side effects. If you ask me, if you are not born with a defect, anyone who is healthy but too lazy to exercise will be a pure-bred fool." Egg."

Old Jack cursed and quickly finished measuring the thickness of Gu Zhuo's arm.

"What are the side effects?"

Gu Zhuo was a little curious.

"That kind of thing is extremely addictive. Once you use it once, you will want to use it more times. In the end, the adrenaline will increase every second, and you will die of high energy and blood. .I've seen the bodies of those guys and their blood splattered like a trampled tomato.

"Haha, the fatality rate is as high as 5%. It is such a terrifying thing, and we even want to develop a next generation, called RX Zero, which is said to be a new generation without any side effects.

"I think it's a complete scam. Its fatality rate will definitely exceed that of RX-19. People who use zero are definitely more stupid than those who use 19, those 25-year-olds!

"After all, RX Company is counting on this product to become the new World Wings Company and send their boss to Paradise Island. As long as they can enter Paradise Island, what does it matter to them how many people die?"

After Old Jack finished scolding, he also made a backup and retention of these important data.

He entered the recorded data one by one into the computer next to the operating table. After finishing all this, he patted Gu Zhuo on the shoulder again and asked him to get up from the operating table:

"Okay, get up, the data has been recorded."

Hearing this, Gu Zhuo covered his hand armor again and sat up from the operating bed.

"When can I come get my weapons?"

"You still have to wait three days."

"Three days? So long? Can it be faster?"

Gu Zhuo didn't know if staying here for three days would affect the passage of time in the space rift. If Chaoying was also locked in the space rift and didn't eat or drink for three days, there would definitely be problems.

"This is already my fastest speed. The workmanship of Night Owl is very complicated. I have detailed drawings and many years of experience, so I dare to tell you that I only need three days. If the person who builds the weapon for you is not me, Even if the meteor comes back again, I can’t guarantee you that it will be completed in three days.”

"But three days..."

Gu Zhuo hesitated to speak. Finally, he made up his mind and spoke to old Jack:

"Old Jack, can you give me a copy of the design drawings of Night Owl?"

Hearing this, Old Jack looked at him suspiciously and asked:

"What do you want with Night Owl's drawings?"

"I won't take it away, just give it a look here. I just want to verify whether it can really be completed in three days at the earliest. After all, I actually have some experience in designing weapons."

After hearing what Gu Zhuo said, Old Jack decisively refused:

"No, Ye Xiao's design drawings are absolutely confidential. Even though I gave them to you, you may not be able to understand them. But what if you have any special means to copy Ye Xiao's drawings? I can't condone anyone like this. accident happened.

"Anyway, I won't lie to you. In three days, as long as three days, I will definitely give you two perfect Night Owls, exactly the same as the two handles that Meteor used to break into Arasaka Tower."

Seeing Old Jack's resolute attitude, Gu Zhuo had no choice but to give up his intention of looking at the drawings himself and then using a machinist to design the Night Owl. He shrugged and said:

"All right."

But he had other ideas:

Since Old Jack is unwilling to give him the Night Owl's drawings, he has to rely on the mechanic to design a more suitable weapon himself!

Before that, he had to figure out what special technologies were unique to this era.

He didn't believe that even though a thousand years had passed, human weapons were still only at such a superficial level. There must be some major breakthrough that he didn't know about.