Capítulo 13: MD-Chapter 13 The Aloof Golden Finger!
When it came to golden fingers, Arthur was no stranger. After all, countless movies and novels have depicted these phenomena more than once. These objects often served as tools for protagonists to shake up the world or were essential items for saving humanity.
Their functions varied widely. Some were designed for upgrading skills, transforming even the simplest tasks like noodle-making into a culinary masterpiece fit for royalty. Others were tailored for cultivating flowers and plants, effortlessly yielding spirit flowers and immortal herbs, guiding one to the pinnacle of existence.
Taking it a step further, some could absorb negative emotions from others, leaving the host bombarded with heart-wrenching remarks. Talk about an emotional rollercoaster!
In summary, the types of golden fingers were as numerous as the fish swimming in a river.
Yet, the crucial distinction lay in the "crossed over" genre of golden fingers...
As commonly known, these types of golden fingers were often system-based. Arthur couldn't fathom who had crafted so many systems, casually tossing them into parallel worlds.
Yet, once the hosts received them, not a single one thought to gripe about this littering. They cherished them, safeguarding them from discovery for fear of being dissected or worse.
Arthur suspected that his golden finger fell into the "crossed over" category.
Regarding his own golden finger, the Disassembler, it bore semblance to a system setting. It would abruptly display information, catching one off guard and delivering an unexpected deluge of data.
In his innermost thoughts, Arthur called out to the Disassembler, and true to form, it materialized in his mind.
This marked the first occasion Arthur had to inspect the contraption closely.
The verdict? Aside from being significantly more weathered than its counterpart in the game DNF, it boasted virtually no discernible differences in appearance.
Thus, Arthur deduced that what he had brought over was indeed the Disassembler from DNF.
However, the functionality of the Disassembler was quite distinct from its virtual counterpart.
Furthermore, hovering above the Disassembler were a few sizable characters: "Newbie Intermediate Disassembler!"
Clearly, the level had shifted, and at the bottom, a bar resembling a progress indicator lay. Yet, what confounded Arthur was that the text on the progress bar deviated from the standard 'XX/XX' format; instead, it read '∞'!
"What in the... What kind of format is this?" Arthur mused, bewildered. "Could it be that my Disassembler is already at max level?"
After a thorough examination, he confirmed that it still bore the label "Newbie Intermediate Disassembler." Clearly, it had yet to reach the pinnacle of advancement!
Moreover, what top-tier Disassembler resembled a decrepit piece of scrap metal, akin to discarded junk awaiting recycling?
The predicament arose: How did this '∞' come about?
Poking and prodding with his thoughts was a skill that essentially belonged to the self-taught; anyone could figure it out.
But after tinkering for a while, the Disassembler remained unresponsive.
Arthur realized, "It seems this thing lacks touchscreen capabilities."
Continuing to fiddle with it, he discovered that this Disassembler was exceedingly 'aloof,' practically exuding an air of 'disdain' towards Arthur. Despite his efforts, it remained unyielding, devoid of any advanced AI or similar components. It simply ignored his every action!
Arthur was stumped. Other people's golden fingers, especially those of the system type, would respond instantly, issuing tasks and even making playful threats like, 'If you don't complete the quest, I'll erase you, you know~~~~~.' They might even come with a cute image attached.
But this thing clearly wasn't a system—just a lump of iron, the Disassembler. Apart from popping up announcements and spitting out quite a few skill books, it didn't offer much else!
"Well, it's better this way. It saves me from being startled when doing something I can't tell anyone about," Arthur thought. Suddenly, he felt that a high and mighty golden finger that didn't speak was more comfortable to use. As long as the functions were effective, did it really matter if it could talk?
In fact, when Arthur read novels himself, he sometimes felt disgusted by those talkative system genres. So, the current state was quite satisfying.
However, due to this, he couldn't figure out the various functions of the Disassembler, especially the '∞' experience bar, which left him utterly speechless.
Unable to glean any new information, Arthur decided to halt his exploration.
Recalling the weapons he had brought back from the enemy's ordnance depot, Arthur felt a surge of excitement. Opening the Disassembler space, he extracted a rifle. When the prompt appeared, asking whether to disassemble the 'G43 rifle,' a curious question suddenly crossed Arthur's mind.
During his time in the enemy camp's ordnance depot, there had been no language barriers in either speaking or understanding. Now, reflecting on it, this seemed problematic. He couldn't recall learning any other languages, and he wasn't exactly proficient in English.
Now not only were listening and speaking fluent and natural, but even writing seemed effortless. Arthur pondered whether certain hidden functions of the Disassembler were at play or if there was only one universal language throughout the world.
As this thought arose, Arthur suddenly chuckled. In movies, even Thanos with his 'finger snap' communicated in English. Finding himself dwelling on language issues in such an absurd world felt unnecessary, to say the least.
[Announcement!]
[Equipment Disassembled Successfully!]
[Beginner Rifle Shooting Experience *1]
[Disassemble Experience +1]
[Equipment Disassembled, Would you like to extract at once?]
"Uh!"
Arthur, who had just been chuckling, was instantly dumbfounded when he saw this prompt.
What in the world??
There was only one Beginner Rifle Shooting Experience and not a single Battle Soul.
Did he just disassemble a dud weapon?
He pulled out another one and carefully examined it— there were no issues at all!
"A brand-new, shiny gun!"
Arthur muttered, then chose to disassemble.
However, the result of the disassembly was exactly the same as the last time. Besides a consolation prize-like [Beginner Rifle Shooting Experience *1] and [Disassemble Experience +1], there was nothing else!
This left Arthur dumbfounded.
His primary purpose for venturing into the ordnance depot was to enhance himself, but now?
"Is it a fake gun?"
This thought was absurd, as his knowledge about firearms told him that all these weapons were genuine and brand new!
"Brand new?"
Arthur suddenly froze. "Could the problem be here?"
Scouring through the Disassembler space, he found a weapon he had stripped from a soldier and tossed it into the Disassembler.
A dozen seconds later, Arthur stared at the seven new Beginner Rifle Shooting Experience books and a battered Battle Soul in his hand, his expression somewhat perplexed.
(End of this chapter)
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Capítulo 14: MD-Chapter 14 Captain, Don't Shoot!
Now, the following intelligence could be deduced...
After leveling up the Disassembler, the disassembly time significantly shortened. The originally over thirty seconds disassembly time was reduced to just over ten seconds.
Next... it turns out that to obtain more items from disassembling weapons, they must be weapons that someone has used. Brand-new weapons only yield consolation prizes!
What kind of scheme is this???
Arthur was at a loss for words. He originally thought that by raiding the ordnance depot, even if he didn't completely clear it due to time constraints, it would still allow him to take a huge leap in strength.
However, now?
After taking stock of the weapons in his Disassembler space, he found a total of forty weapons from the ordnance depot, apart from the two previously disassembled.
Among them were 26 G43 rifles!
The rest were 98K rifles with high-powered scopes!
Arthur gritted his teeth and was caught in a dilemma.
"It's so agonizing, should I just disassemble them like this, or should I think of another way?"
There were ways, but Arthur felt their feasibility was not very high.
All the weapons in his Disassembler space were brand new.
Having 'consumed' so much Beginner Rifle Shooting Experience, the accompanying knowledge about rifles made Arthur understand that the G43 rifle's performance was not inferior to the M1 Garand rifle.
So, if he went out with these brand new G43 rifles and tried to exchange them for M1 Garand rifles with these American soldiers, would they agree?
Actually, whether they would agree to the exchange was secondary; the main issue was what reason Arthur could give for the exchange.
Exchanging weapons without any reason? Even if your weapons were better, they probably wouldn't agree.
There were rules in the military camp, and even in this chaotic situation, the distribution of weapons should be subject to regulations. It wasn't something that individuals could casually decide, right?
After much hesitation, he felt that the proper way was probably impossible. There might be only one way...
"Under the cover of night, I should sneak into the tents and take away their weapons!"
Arthur came up with this method, although it seemed a bit extreme. But considering that he would probably return to the 'rear area' tomorrow and never touch the frontline battlefield again, such a good opportunity would be absolutely rare. This firm resolution was formed in his mind.
"Even if it's a struggle, at least I should become strong before struggling. Otherwise, if I can't struggle in the future, wouldn't that be very passive?"
"From a long-term strategic perspective, tonight's actions are necessary!"
This reasoning solidified Arthur's determination, and since he had slept the whole day, he wasn't tired at night, making it suitable for action!
There was still some time before it got dark. Besides the weapons obtained from the ordnance depot, there were also some weapons he had taken from enemies in Arthur's space.
During the life-and-death sniping, he obtained an enemy sniper's 98K, a P38 taken from the commander's tent, and a patrolman's short knife from grabbing the enemy. There was also a rifle taken from the enemy camp, which was disassembled during the previous experiment.
Of course, there was also the enemy commander's military uniform.
Taking advantage of the free time, Arthur decided to disassemble each item one by one.
The disassembly times varied. Items like military uniforms and short knives had relatively short disassembly times, probably just over ten seconds.
Sniper rifles took slightly longer, and pistols were next.
The harvest was as follows...
[Beginner Sniper Rifle Shooting Experience*9]
[Beginner Military Combat Technique*3]
[Beginner Bayonet Fighting Technique*7]
[Beginner Pistol Shooting Experience*4]
[Pathetic and Broken Battle Soul]
[Broken Battle Soul*3]
[Disassembler Experience +4]
After 'snapping' up the spoils, Arthur felt even more powerful.
This was an incredibly enchanting sensation— the enhancement of physical strength, and the growth of various combat techniques, and shooting skills all gave him an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
"I just wonder if it can keep growing indefinitely? If it really can achieve that, there's no need to struggle at all... Then, when 'fingers snap' to eliminate others, it would just be a snap of my own fingers to kill them!"
Arthur felt that his soul was expanding along with the increase in strength. He quickly told himself... Stay alive, don't be afraid!
As time passed, it was already deep into the night.
No one came to disturb Arthur's resting place.
Opening the tent door, Arthur stood outside, looking up at the sky for the first time.
The sky was pitch black, clouds looming, and the air was humid, suggesting rain was likely.
However, this kind of weather actually put Arthur in a good mood. He had planned to quietly do some mischief, and if it were as bright as daylight outside, wouldn't that be awkward?
However, standing under this night sky, a strange melancholy arose in Arthur's heart.
"The world from before... is probably unreachable now," Arthur sighed. Among the vast army of crossovers, those who could return to their original world were few and far between.
Most of them built families and careers in the world they crossed over to, reaching the pinnacle of their lives.
Of course, there were those who met untimely deaths, mainly because the author ended up in the palace...
Shaking his head to dispel these miscellaneous thoughts, Arthur threw these thoughts aside. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, he turned and slipped into the darkness.
"Now..."
Hiding in the darkness, Arthur began to ponder the next step of his plan but immediately got stuck.
"In the enemy camp, I have a deployment map to refer to... but in our own camp, where do I get a deployment map?"
Arthur became frustrated. In the enemy camp, he could wander in and out, manage to pull through various obstacles, and ultimately escape unscathed.
However, now from a standpoint, he was definitely inside his own camp... but he found himself unable to move forward because he didn't recognize anything!
How the heck do I solve this?
With an embarrassed look, Arthur could only walk out of the darkness again.
Fortunately, no one could understand this awkward situation; otherwise, Arthur felt he would be losing face big time.
But it was also good that because this was his own camp, even without a deployment map, he could wander around freely.
At least, no one would mistake him for an assassin.
However, before this thought settled, he heard a voice from behind saying, "Don't move!!!"
Arthur was stunned. Were there people this clueless? Couldn't they recognize their own people?
But when he looked down, Arthur was frustrated. Damn, he was still wearing the enemy's military uniform. He had to explain, "Captain, don't shoot, it's me!"
Turning around, he saw Agent Carter standing behind him with a smirk on her face.
(End of this chapter)
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