Free Web NovelChapter 235: Greatest ’Non-Lethal’ Weapon (3)
Shinon hunched over his workbench, surrounded by various tools, materials, and incomplete projects. His hands moved precisely, proof of the years he had spent to master his family’s crafts.
The pressure of the impending competition loomed heavily around the factory, but for Shinon, it was a piece of cake.
In front of him lay a set of three pieces that would become his entry into the competition: a blinding flare, an electric net, and a sonic disruptor.
Creating such items was easy, and anyone with little knowledge about the said pieces could make them. However, things were different when it came to Shinon.
He was used to turning ordinary things into something extraordinary, which was the same with his creations this time. Each piece was meticulously designed to be non-lethal, yet something the Eclipse would die to get their hands on.
Having confronted the Eclipse once, Shinon had a rough idea of how they operated. Hence, his creations would be perfect for them, which was why he was confident.
’It’ll be difficult to test them here, but it should be fine if I do it inside my domain.’ Shinon thought and kept working on his piece.
The three-piece set was perfect for any situation an assassin could face.
First up was the flare, designed to light up even the darkest nights, but it wasn’t for that purpose. The actual use of the flare was in scenarios requiring escape from an unfavourable situation like a losing fight or chasing Alpha zombies.
Moreover, to attract more attention, the beta product would have intricate patterns etched into the metal casing, adding an elegant touch to the practical design while also improving the utility since they were runes to enhance the flare’s quality.
As he was done working on the flare, Shinon was pleased with how it had turned out and hoped it would capture the judges’ attention. But his work wasn’t done yet as he continued designing the following product: the electric net.
Crafted with precision, it had a web of conductive material interwoven with insulating layers. The net would immobilise but not harm anyone caught within its mesh.
Moreover, shinon created a simple ball-like container to store the net. By the time he was done designing the net and the cover, it looked like he had made a grenade.
The nade could be tossed towards the target and explode, simultaneously charging the net and helping it cover a larger area.
Shinon’s fingers danced as he drew the initial sketches, taking care to ensure the net’s reliability and effectiveness.
Finally, the sonic disruptor was a marvel of engineering. Shinon had designed a compact, portable device capable of emitting a high-pitched sound wave that disoriented and deterred adversaries. Its effectiveness without causing harm made it an ideal tool for self-defence.
Since he had created all of it once before for the Dungeon Divers, he knew the pieces were effective against both human and non-human targets. freēwebnovel.com
As he put the finishing touches on the last piece, Shinon admired his creations. They were the embodiment of his hard work, skill, and knowledge. With this set, he was confident to secure his place at the Mayor’s Ball.
Unbeknownst to Shinon, a group of three individuals within the factory had their eyes on his creations. Aje, Jara, and Kael, three blacksmiths whose skills paled compared to Shinon’s, were well aware that their chances of winning were slim to none as long as he participated in the competition.
"Tipping off the guards didn’t work!" Aje remarked, trying not to sound suspicious. "The fucker is still here!"
"Will you relax?" Jara retorted while playing with her hammer.
"I already told you something like that will happen. But you didn’t listen!" Kael, Jara’s twin, impatiently whispered.
Their initial plan to disqualify Shinon by getting him arrested had been thwarted by Miro’s presence, who would undoubtedly protect the newcomer again when the time came. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
Instead, they hatched a new scheme. They aimed to steal Shinon’s work and either present it as their own or sell it, ensuring they could claim the prize without the risk of exposure. With that thought, they left Shinon alone to do his work while they took turns watching his every move.
Days turned into nights as Shinon tirelessly worked on his creations, pouring his heart and soul into every detail. His workshop was filled with the soft hum of machinery and the occasional hiss of steam.
He meticulously fine-tuned the components of his flare, ensuring it would burn brightly and reliably in any condition. Even under water, just for the sake of it.
Their plan was simple: once Shinon completed his work and left to inform Miro, they would swoop in, take his creations, and sell them off, as keeping them as their own was too risky.
Unlike the rest, money was the only thing that could motivate them, not the potential connections they ’could’ form during the Mayor’s Ball.
"Something’s off..."
Shinon’s intuition had grown sharper since his arrival in Heaven’s Refuge, and he felt a nagging sense of unease.
He couldn’t shake the feeling that he was being watched, but he attributed it to the competitive nature of the factory. After all, many sought the chance to attend the prestigious event.
Finally, after days of painstaking craftsmanship, Shinon had finished his three-piece set.
The creations were rough around the edges due to time constraints but looked beautiful, a reflection of his dedication to the craft and his desire to attend the Mayor’s Ball. With his work done, Shinon left his workshop to inform Miro about his achievement.
However, when he returned, his heart sank. The pieces he had laboured over were gone, missing from his workspace. Panic and frustration welled up inside him as he realised that his work had been stolen. Miro, who was just as bewildered, could only shake his head at the situation.
Shinon’s disappointment was visible, but he was pissed at his carelessness more than anything, yet he remained composed. He knew that his hard work was not in vain, and he would not be deterred by the audacity of the thieves.
Miro sighed, "Since there are no cameras in your room, it will be challenging to find the culprits."
"We don’t need to worry, Miro," Shinon displayed a confident smile. "As long as those pieces show up in the competition, I will be able to prove my ownership beyond a shadow of a doubt."
Miro was somewhat confused by Shinon’s statement, but since the kid was confident, who was he to stop him?
