A sorcerer? I am a Warhammer psyker.

Gunpowder is one of humanity's most terrifying inventions, instantly raising the casualty rate in war to an alarming level. Cold weapons were no different from toys in the face of firearms.

Therefore, if Kenmei Isayama had weapons like bombs, he would be confident that he could not only fight those terrifying vengeful spirits, but also even confront the even more terrifying [Temple of Living Beings].

I wonder if his temple gate can withstand cluster bombs?

The only problem is that Kenmei Isayama has nothing, so he can't handle any of this.

Let alone the ultimate weapon of mankind, the nuclear warhead, even the smallest weapon like a handgun is beyond Kenmei Isayama's reach.

We live in a society governed by the rule of law; there are no guns like that now. Only the military and the Metropolitan Police Department have them.

The Spellcaster's Association? Isayama Kenmei has never seen anyone use a gun to exorcise a cursed spirit; firearms are ineffective against cursed spirits.

Within the Sorcerers' Guild, guns are completely prohibited.

Because sorcerers are also made of flesh and blood, unless they have special spells, if they are hit by a 12.7mm bullet, they will also be turned into a bunch of indescribable bloody messes.

We're already short-handed, and to waste our manpower on pointless infighting is just a waste.

Therefore, even with the highest level of authority, these first-level sorcerers cannot apply for firearms unless they submit a joint report with clear reasons, intended use, and quantity requested, which must be submitted to higher authorities for approval, and even then, approval is not guaranteed.

Of course, if Kenmei Isayama's spiritual power were to break through to an unimaginable level, all of this could be easily resolved.

A powerful psychic single-handedly used his terrifying mental power to control humans in several star systems and manipulate all the officers in a military base—this is no simple matter.

However, this is also unrealistic. Kenmei Isayama's psychic abilities are at most at the stage of controlling objects, so controlling a person's mind is unrealistic.

So, with nowhere else to turn, Kenmei Isayama could only think of Rio Futaba and regarded her as his last hope. He even bought a lot of "offerings" (chocolate bread) to offer to her.

Rio Futaba is a genius science girl who is no less than Asagi-nee. Her high school student status limits her potential. She has participated in classified projects in aviation, aerospace, and military industries.

They should have experience with things like "bombs," which have no "technological content."

But the research on explosives is actually very complicated, and humanity has not made any major breakthroughs for a long time.

"Cough cough cough"

"Breathe slowly, don't gasp for air."

Kenmei Isayama patted Rio Futaba's back very gently, as if afraid of hurting her.

"Have a sip of water"

"No need, Xianming."

The science classroom, which had been filled with a pleasant atmosphere, was completely disrupted by Kenmei Isayama's challenging question.

Rio Futaba, having swallowed the foreign object (bread) from her throat, finally leaned back in her seat with a sigh of relief and waved her hand.

"What was that just now? Was it a joke?"

Because Rio Futaba has no other friends at this school besides Kenmei Isayama, she doesn't know how friends usually get along.

So this is how people greet each other now.

Rio Futaba took Isayama Kenmei's question as a joke.

"Things like lame jokes?"

"No, no, I'm serious."

Seeing that Rio Futaba had completely misunderstood him and even had strange perceptions, Kenmei Isayama had no choice but to continue explaining.

"It means exactly what it says, the kind of explosive used in mining, homemade explosives."

"Of course, it would be even better if you also knew about high-energy explosives like ONC (octanitrocuboethane), HX (octogen), RDX (rDX), and biloba."

"Xianming, what's wrong with you?"

Rio Futaba was really afraid that he would mention CL-20 (hexanitrohexaazaisowurtzite) and all-nitrogen explosives.

These are all controlled hazardous materials, and even the raw materials are strictly limited.

Take ONC as an example. Ten kilograms of this thing can blow up a 100-meter-tall skyscraper. Just imagine the terrifying power. If it fell into the hands of someone with malicious intent, it would be unimaginable.

Octogen and RDX are the two most widely used gunpowders in military applications. Octogen is more expensive than gold for the same weight, but its power is greater than that of RDX.

Rio Futaba looked Kenmei Isayama up and down, then rolled her eyes at him.

"Even if I knew how to do something dangerous, how could I entrust it to you?"

The reason is simple: Rio Futaba has her own sources of information.

It is said that the murderer who killed Xianming's sister is difficult to convict because of his history of mental illness.

If Kenmei Isayama were to use explosives at this point, could he forcibly execute the murderer who killed his sister instead of waiting for a trial in court?

But then Kenmei Isayama would also end up in jail. It's not worth ruining your life for such a scumbag.

Therefore, Rio Futaba absolutely refused to hand over these terrifyingly powerful items to him.

"No, I really never thought about having any social ambitions."

Isayama Kenmei was both amused and exasperated.

He sensed that Futaba was looking at him with the eyes of a criminal prospective.

No, it's even more than that.

They went straight to the detention center, where visiting family members looked at their husbands through the blast-proof glass with eyes full of unbearable grief.

"That's fine, Futaba."

Kenmei Isayama looked at Rio Futaba seriously, then slammed his hand into his chest to show his solemnity.

“I swear on our friendship that I will never use what you give me to harm any human being in the true sense of the word, and I will never kill them.”

"I didn't take the gunpowder for revenge; I had other purposes."

"what is the usage?"

"I can't say, but it's not meant to hurt anyone, and it won't be used to blow up any buildings."

Kenmei Isayama's intention was clear: don't be afraid of being mistaken for a lunatic by the girl.

"I see."

Rio Futaba was silent for a moment, then turned around and turned on her computer. She quickly created a new blank document, and the quiet classroom was suddenly filled with the sound of typing. Her slender fingers danced on the keyboard.

"I'm going to use the bathroom."

She finished playing in no time and stood up, talking to herself.

She hadn't saved the computer file she'd just typed, and the screen was still on, as if she were taking a break from work. Seemingly worried, Rio Futaba added another reminder.

"Please don't look at my computer, Xianming."

Kenmei Isayama immediately nodded.

But as soon as Rio Futaba left, Kenmei Isayama immediately came to the computer. The document's name was...

Simple and easy-to-understand tips for cooking porridge

"One-pot method"

"Ingredients list: white sugar."

"Fuck."

Despite it being a method for "cooking porridge," Kenmei Isayama watched it intently, exclaiming and marveling as he did so.

"Futaba, you're amazing!"

In the corridor, one could hear people shouting and yelling inside.

"Idiot, there are other people in this building. Can't you keep your voice down?"

Rio Futaba blushed and muttered a curse under her breath.

"What a worrying idiot..."

Thanks to book friend 160215233728070 2

Zhang Yuepiao

Thank you to Broken Wings and Rotten Leaves for the monthly ticket.

Chapter 36: Insufficient firepower?

After school, a shopping mall in Tokyo

Hello, I have a question.

Kenmei Isayama pointed to a certain zombie drone priced at around 180,000 yen in the product window and asked the sales assistant...

"Can this drone take off without a satellite?"

"It is possible to take off without a satellite, but it is not recommended."

The sales assistant introduced

"Without satellites, the only way to recover the drone is to rely on the operator to slowly fly it back, which would make it difficult to find."

"Okay, I know."

Kenmei Isayama had never played with drones before, so there were some things he didn't know and had to ask around.

When he heard that it was possible, Kenmei Isayama was relieved.

"Then let's get two units, swipe your card."

Kenmei Isayama handed over his card. 500 million yen minus 32 yen—spending so much money at once made him feel a little pained.

But there was nothing he could do. Money could be earned back, but the points were right in front of him, and not taking them made Kenmei Isayama feel terrible.

There is no satellite signal at 【Zhong Sheng Temple】, so you need to ask whether drones can be used.

If Kenmei Isayama were to infiltrate that village with no fewer than fifty vengeful spirits by himself, given that this instance only offers three attempts per day, dying three times would likely require hundreds or even thousands of deaths to figure out exactly what the village is like.

This is too inefficient.

If we had a reconnaissance drone, the efficiency would be greatly improved.

It's as if Kenmei Isayama now has his own eyes high in the sky.

Judging by the stupidity of these vengeful spirits, they probably wouldn't even recognize a drone flying right up to them. After all, in front of Kenmei Isayama, a modern man, they are no different from natives.