"What's this?" I asked curiously as I took the device and delved my mind into it.
"It's my-" The Ancestor started to reply. But I didn't let him finish.
"HOLY SMOKES!! ARE THESE ALL GOLD GRADE DESIGNS???" I shouted loudly as I beheld the huge number of Gold Grade Blueprints within that device.
The Ancestor merely sighed and kept quiet.
He was probably thinking "Why the bleeding f*ck are you asking the questions you are about to get the answers for? And why the bleeding f*ck am I bothering to answer him?"
But as before, I couldn't be bothered about him.
My mind was already lost in the wonder of absorbing all of the wonderful Gold Grade Blueprints!
Rifles. Sniper Rifles. Machine Guns. Swords. Hammers. Shields. Flight Systems.
It was like the weapons and movement system repository of a mega rich and mega spoiled white mecha pilot!
Everything a White Mecha could ever want or need could be found within that device.
