"I thought you called me over in the middle of the night for something important."
After stepping out of the elevator, Duanmu Huai yawned, looking utterly bored.
"So it was just for this little thing?"
"How can you call this a little thing?"
Yugiri Ayano followed beside Duanmu Huai, looking speechless. It was understandable that she was so nervous. AAA had certainly considered studying this gun. After all, putting aside everything else, who wouldn't drool over technology capable of miniaturizing a reactor? If possible, AAA would dream of getting its hands on such technology!
But... they couldn't!
AAA's head of research had already explained the situation to Yugiri Ayano and her mother. Technically speaking, they did have the means to dismantle this Plasma Gun. However, there was one major problem—this was a weapon!
A weapon!
As everyone knew, many high-tech weapons were equipped with self-destruct devices to prevent people from dismantling and studying them. Not to mention that this gun's operating principle was based on a reactor. They didn't even need to tamper with it in any complicated way. As long as they caused the reactor to go out of control, this handgun would instantly become a nuclear bomb, reducing everything within several hundred meters to ash.
So the question was, should they take such a risk?
After discussing it with her mother, Yugiri Ayano ultimately decided that they shouldn't.
The reason was simple. If this gun were some rare relic unearthed from the ground, AAA would risk its life to take a chance. But judging from the current situation, this gun was clearly a creation of the Inquisition. Considering that Duanmu Huai had casually tossed it to Yugiri Ayano and didn't even seem to want it back, the Inquisition had most likely already mastered the manufacturing technology. They might