With the remaining energy in my body, I tried to design a firearm that was in my memory. Unlike the main character who only pressed a few buttons on the game system screen, I needed to use my skills without the help of the system screen.
The refugee tents at the forefront have provided some of the materials I need to make a firearm. With the skill of stealing little by little, it became great steal success, I managed to take some of the main materials.
These preparations that I made quickly had to align with the routine patrols carried out by several royal soldiers group and monitoring their raw materials storage weapons.
As someone who possessed the body of a teenager, who had high stamina in his youth, I took advantage of the situation to stay up all night looking for raw materials to make firearms.
There were some important materials that would be conspicuous if I stole them, so for the time being, I just took some of the metal ores that blacksmiths used to repair broken swords.
Braakkk...
"I think this is more than enough," I whispered to myself on the cold morning.
The midnight has passed and the mysterious invitation from a crazy female doctor has been passed. Now, I just need some free time to understand the ability of the Gunsmith skill which is quite overpowered in defeating humanoid monsters... if their heads are shot.
With all sorts of raw materials in front of me, all I had to do at this point was force my body to channel my magical energy into the Gunsmith skill ability and create a weapon based on the memories of my old world.
A small, easy-to-conceal weapon with deadly destructive power to penetrate human bone, and standard bullets equivalent to 9mm.
My mind was drawn to the various types of weapons from various countries.
However, to make it easier for me to refill the ammunition supply, I need to use a weapon with the same barrel so that the compatibility of the bullets can be switched without any problems.
"At times like this, my mind is only filled with Glock 17, huh?"
"Will that weapon be compatible with this ore I stole?"
I shook my head a few times before preparing to use my remaining magic power.
"Huufftt... luckily I still remember how to use magic through the remaining memories of this body."
Yes, even though I don't have a button like the main system screen in the game, this "someone" memory has understood how to use his power well.
I quickly entered into a point of perfect concentration and ignored the strange sounds around me.
My mind was filled with the blueprints of the fourth-generation Glock 17 that I had seen the manual and blueprints. As someone who pursued a mercenary profession for the sake of wealth, I had to learn some firearm mechanisms to fix my weapons.
My main problem at this moment is the raw materials used to make this firearm. The only metal ores I found were iron and copper.
The ability of the person I am currently possessing is only able to make firearms based on the raw materials used. If the raw materials used are lacking, then it will affect the quality of the firearms made.
Some players who use the character abilities that I am possessed are only focused on building an automatic defense system that will protect several places that the main character likes in this world, such as orphanages, churches, or other supporting characters' residences.
As a former player who overused the abilities of the character I possessed, I had come to understand his immense potential in attacking and defending.
The Gunsmith's skill ability cannot be underestimated even for someone skilled in using magic.
Griittt...
While I was concentrating fully on controlling my magical energy to create a firearm, I felt my bloodstream screaming in pain along with the poison slowly eating away at my blood from inside.
The illness I am currently suffering feels pretty troublesome, but it shows my determination to break free from the chains of death and play with Doctor Portia who has made me one of her guinea pigs.
"Cough!"
I coughed and spat out blood from my mouth. My stable flow of magical energy suddenly wavered after feeling the effects of the poison that began to actively and eat away at my magical core from inside.
This unbearable pain made me want to keep doing this crazy thing… until all the raw materials I stole managed to form a gun.
Little by little...
Step by step...
The pain that was eating away of my body from the inside...
I enjoy the painful process in the hope of getting sweet fruit.
Kllaapp...
My magic energy suddenly drained and my body felt weak, as if I was dying from the magic energy that had run out in my magic core.
Braakkk!!
Tsk!! Tsk!!
A few seconds after my magical energy ran out, a painful dizziness filled my head.
My head was throbbing in great pain, making me wince and scream softly. I didn't want to make some people hear the pain in my head.
If this was a game that didn't have any real pain, I would be fine after draining the magic energy from my magic core until dry.
I need to drink a mana potion, but there's nothing like that at the moment.
"I have to prepare mana potions before using the Gunsmith skill ability, huh?"
"The effects of running out of magical energy are too terrible to experience directly."
"I have learned a valuable lesson from this experience."
"Yup, lesson learned..." While grumbling and holding back the dizziness in my head, my gaze immediately fell on the plant powder that I had picked earlier.
In this world, there are several plants that can be studied through the Botanicum Album which is often updated as the main character progresses in the game. One of the plants that I managed to find in this place is Ignispyrum also called "Black Powder" by the locals.
Its appearance with black stem-like charcoal and sharp leaves like a cactus, makes it look like a plant that usually grows in dry places, but it is a plant pest that must be removed because its flowers and fruit are easily burned. Sometimes this plant explodes after it is old enough due to the heat of the sun.
The powder produced by the plant became a supplier of gunpowder that I couldn't find in this world.
My blurred vision after running out of magic energy made me chuckle at this hard work that was not in vain.
Just before I ran out of magic energy, I created a pistol based on the blueprints of the fourth-generation Glock 17.
"This one's hard work seems to have been worth it," while holding back my chuckle, a gun made of iron ore and copper appeared before my eyes.
It looked different from the Glock 17 I was familiar with, but there was no mistaking it, it was a gun that would become my primary combat tool.
"Although it's different from what I imagined, it's nice to meet you, my first weapon in this world," I said with a cheerful smile.
Sriingg...
Just like a weapon that has been recognized by its owner, I suddenly felt a flash of light carving the body of the gun I was holding mimicking to the waves of my magic core.
Sruuukk...
Some of the marks connecting my magic core to this gun, like a mother marking a child that had been born from her womb.
My hand immediately reached for it and took a closer look at her beautiful shape, its resemblance to the fourth-generation Glock 17, but was a bit far. I don't know if it's called a Glock 17 or something else with such a distant resemblance.
"Huufftt..." while looking at the gun I was holding, my gaze suddenly shifted to the view of the stars in the sky.
It's a quiet morning...
The dark sky was filled with twinkling stars…
"Hoshi, huh?"
"Hoshino?"
"Yes, I think you are suited to the name Hoshino."
"Welcome to this annoying world, Hoshino."
I looked like a person who had lost his sanity after running out of magic energy and spoke to the gun I had made before.
Deegg...
Deegg...
Suddenly, my eyes saw a reflection of lights that filled Hoshino's body and blinded my eyes. The bright light gradually disappeared and my hands felt light as if they had lost something.
"Huh? Where did Hoshino go?" I muttered in a low voice.
"I'm here, Master," a gentle voice entered my ears.
That voice made me immediately turn my gaze to the source of the sound and see what had happened.
Right beside me, I saw a young girl who was naked and kneeling as if giving me a polite salute.
"Arrkk!!" Like a normal teenage boy, I gasped in shock after seeing a naked young girl in front of me.
"W-Who are you?" I said in a heavy and stuttering tone.
"Master, have you forgotten me? Who was born by you?" said the young girl while looking at me.
The figure of a young girl with elegant black hair and sparkling blue eyes made me gasp for a moment.
My head, which felt dizzy after losing my magical energy and now working hard to think about what had happened.
"Huh? Huuuhh?!" I couldn't utter any other words except that feeling of surprise.
The young girl who was naked in front of me immediately stood up and showed off her beautiful body.
"Master... my name is Hoshino."
"A weapon that you have created and born from your sincerity to give me a nickname as beautiful as this."
"It's a pleasure to meet my creator in person, Master Hans."
I, who was sitting on a chair, wanted to scream, but that would make the situation in the refugee camp chaotic.
Brrttt...
Zrrrttt...
My body was shaking as if I felt the horror situation that was happening in front of me.
Hoshino?
A weapon created by me?
Born from the sincerity of my heart?
What nonsense is going on at this point?
My heart was beating so fast and make my hands shaking.
"Master, are you okay?" Hoshino asked as she pushed her body in front of me, causing my eyes to accidentally see her swaying naked breasts.
Booiinngg...
Booooiingg...
Like any healthy teenage boy, it filled me with a burning desire to touch. But I had to restrain myself with something so unusual like this.
What has happened?
Why is there a gun that has a beautiful face and a seductive body like this?
I know that this is a world with the main theme of an erotic game.
But I just found out that the skill ability that I have can do something like this!
Glupp...
While restraining myself from getting carried away by the erotic atmosphere, I observed Hoshino's naked body. Several marks on the main body of the gun were visible like birthmarks.
"Hoshino..."
"Yes, my Master?"
"Can you return to your form as a gun?"
"Ummn..." Without refusing my order, Hoshino's body was filled with white light until a gun that I created lay on the floor.
"Shit!"
I reflexively shocked after seeing this unusual incident.