Opening the Blind Box

The modifications Luca had in mind were, of course, far more complex than simply changing a voice command.

As mentioned before, Baymax was far more than just a simple medical robot.

With just a few minor adjustments, it could also be quite the expert in combat.

Considering that recording combat data, modifying specific protocols, and even crafting external armor for Baymax would all be time-consuming, Luca weighed his options and decided to hold off for now.

What he wanted to do right now was, naturally...

"Baymax, come help me unpack these deliveries!"

Looking at the dense pile of miscellaneous items scattered across the living room, Luca felt a headache coming on.

"This mess is like opening a bunch of blind boxes."

Baymax, having received the command, tilted its head in confusion and looked at Luca.

"My database does not contain the command 'unpack deliveries'."

"Oh, it's fine. Just watch what I do and learn, then you can help."

Hearing this, Baymax immediately stood up straight, its large eyes fixed unblinkingly on every one of Luca's movements.

(●-●)

In truth, most of the items in the living room were daily necessities that Luca had mentioned offhandedly, prompting his subordinates to go out and place orders.

Everything from firearms and ammunition to baby toys and various electronic products.

In short, Luca would just scroll through the internet, see something, and either have someone order it or go to a physical store to buy it.

As for the small portion remaining, those were items Luca suspected might be "core components," based on the sci-fi gadgets he remembered from the movies and anime he had watched in his past life.

Things like Poké Ball toys, costume accessories, or watches and glasses—items frequently imbued with "black technology" in film and television.

However, Luca didn't hold much hope that any of these would actually trigger the system's verification.

Take the shoes, for example.

If Luca hadn't already synthesized the Power-Enhancing Shoes, the odds of triggering the system with just the one or two pairs his subordinates had bought would have been astronomically low.

Fortunately, money was a trivial matter.

All Luca had to do was open the packages and see if anything inside emitted a glow.

Moreover, more than half of the items in the living room were either unpackaged or came in transparent wrapping, allowing him to confirm at a glance that they weren't "core components."

This significantly reduced his actual workload.

"Still, if there's a next time, I should just have them unpack everything before bringing it to me."

"Would you like me to contact someone else to resolve your problem?" (●-●)

"Uh, no, I was just talking to myself."

After all, this was his first time doing something like this, and Luca hadn't quite adapted to the mindset of a wealthy capitalist; he had just been focused on confirming these things personally.

"Forget it, let's just get this over with."

With that, Luca walked toward the largest package in the living room.

It was a rectangular, rigid cardboard package about two meters long, looking for all the world like a door lying flat on the floor.

Well, in reality, it was a door.

Luca had seen it while browsing online—a solid wood, framed pink door that the seller claimed was perfect for a young girl's bedroom.

When he first said he wanted to buy it, Shamira had given him a very strange look.

But the reason Luca wanted to try it was, naturally, because its design was far too similar to the Anywhere Door from Doraemon.

Even though he doubted he could gather the necessary materials to synthesize such a convenient item even if he had it, a man had to have dreams, right?

"Ugh, I guess it's a bust?"

He didn't even need to open it fully; just by slicing open a corner of the packaging, Luca could already tell there wasn't a hint of white light.

"Why do I feel so disappointed? Maybe I should go check the manufacturer's warehouse later?"

He thought that if this were Tony Stark, he would probably just buy the entire factory and have them produce them day and night.

Luca felt that he clearly wasn't wealthy enough yet.

Carrying a sense of dejection, he turned his attention to the other items.

"Poké Ball, nope! Capsule, nope! White pouch, nope!"

"Baymax, catch!"

He pulled out another utility knife and tossed it to Baymax.

Watching it carefully grip the knife and clumsily mimic his movements, Luca's mood improved significantly.

However, that good mood didn't last long.

"Backpack, nope! Nope, nope..."

After opening dozens of packages in a row and checking all the "junk" he thought might be related to spatial items, not a single one had been a "winner."

"As expected, anything involving blind boxes only ever leads to disappointment in the end!"

"Your emotions seem to be fluctuating constantly. Please provide me with psychological counseling materials as soon as possible." (●-●)

Watching Luca helplessly toss his utility knife onto the ground, Baymax, whose movements had become increasingly proficient, immediately stopped what he was doing and looked over.

"Uh, it's nothing, just keep working."

Just as Luca, suffering blow after blow, was about to give up all expectations and transform into a heartless package-opening robot, he suddenly noticed that Baymax's chubby hand was carefully pinching a long, narrow box that had just been opened.

"This is... wait! What is this?!"

"This is a package." (●-●)

Ignoring Baymax's nonsense, Luca, who had already become somewhat numb, immediately snatched the box over with lightning speed.

"Holy crap, it finally dropped something good!"

"Good job, Baymax~" Luca said, giving Baymax a thumbs-up.

Baymax looked at his own empty, chubby hand, then back at Luca, who had suddenly become inexplicably excited, his round eyes blinking in confusion.

Luca, failing to notice Baymax's gaze, had already focused his entire attention on the box in his hands.

Well, it wasn't exactly the box, but the pair of black half-rimmed glasses resting quietly inside the long, narrow case.

Reaching out to take the black-rimmed glasses, which emitted a faint, glowing light, a pale blue panel quickly popped up.

[Criminal Tracking Glasses]

[Conan World 2/5]

[Creator: Dr. Agasa]

[Core Components: Black half-rimmed glasses]

[Synthetic Materials: 1 micro-tracker, 1 micro-bug, 1 micro-bone conduction earphone, 1 micro-battery, 1 antenna]

[Item Description: Magical tracking glasses that can locate and eavesdrop on enemies within a 20-kilometer radius via the tracker. Furthermore, beyond tracking and eavesdropping, these magical glasses possess a series of additional functions including bulletproofing, telescopic zoom, night vision, thermal imaging, and network connectivity. Truly a sharp tool for showing off while out fighting crime!]

[Friendly Reminder: In fact, the most magical ability of these glasses might be that even in the dark, one can hide their eyes with a full-lens reflection just by lowering their head, and they possess the miraculous effect of never falling off during any intense movement unless manually removed~]