Chapter 030: One Shot Turns a Building into Soft Cheese

Melta bombs, with androids' current technological and industrial level, if cost was not an issue, could be produced in as little as an hour.

But this was a melta bomb, a large warhead manufactured using melta bullet technology.

It was purely a bomb made with the 'explosive' formula.

Moreover, this bomb's shelf life wasn't long, given it was a temporary manufacture.

To achieve a truly finished product, regardless of cost, would take half a day.

So, sensing something, Ejie looked up at the sky and saw a not-so-obvious meteor.

It was actually a fighter entering the atmosphere, 2B's fighter, carrying the manufactured melta bullet back to the surface world for him to experiment with.

Yes, the melta warhead wasn't manufactured on the surface, due to concerns that machine lifeforms might accidentally steal the technology.

Therefore, manufacturing was done in the YoRHa troops' Bunker, overseen by 9S.

By the way, control of the Bunker had now completely fallen to the YoRHa troops. As for other satellite bases suspecting something wrong with the Bunker, they hadn't pursued a deep investigation; White had told other higher-ups that this was all part of her plan.

To make them believe, she had also sent some information to stabilize the leadership.

As for White, this tall blonde mature female android was still by Ejie's side.

She seemed somewhat like a hostage, though it felt more like she simply wanted to stay by his side.

"Mr. Ejie, in your world, what is your situation on the battlefield like? Can you talk about what humans are fighting against?"

White finally couldn't resist asking what she cared about.

Actually, she was more concerned about his circumstances, worried that once he returned, he would never be able to come back.

Truthfully, for his safety, White had an impulse to confine him to this world, but he had said that when the time was up, he would automatically be returned to his original world.

As for why she asked what they were fighting against, instead of directly mentioning fighting against androids, it was because White had analyzed that the war with androids in that world was already a thing of the past.

Now, after dealing with the android crisis, extremely weakened humans faced threats from other existences.

Regarding White's question, A2, who was also nearby, had a subtle change in expression; she too was concerned.

"Many things, all sorts of monsters and demons, and in the area where I am, we're fighting against the cannon fodder of Chaos Gods."

This content, delivered with a shrug and seemingly in a joking, relaxed tone, made White's expression slightly tense.

She didn't think he was joking with her.

"Cannon fodder of Chaos Gods?"

Especially the term Chaos Gods, White's voice became somewhat heavier. Did that world have such absurd existences as gods?

But perhaps it wasn't too strange, after all, it was another parallel world, and their own world had also seen dragons and giants.

These two anomalous creatures also came from other worlds, and the worlds they belonged to probably had existences like gods as well.

Wait, he was fighting against the cannon fodder of Chaos Gods, which meant his identity and status in that world were also very bad.

Such a person would likely be unable to return once he went back, which made White's impulse grow again.

"White, you're considering how to confine me and prevent me from going back, right?"

As if seeing through her thoughts, to which White honestly nodded.

"If I could truly stay in this world, I would love to stay."

With such a bitter smile as supplement, his emotional response seemed to genuinely anticipate staying in this world.

This meant that when the time came, he would be sent back, unchangeably, and White could do nothing to stop it no matter what.

If it could be done, he would definitely have said so; clearly, having a good understanding of this world, he knew that android power couldn't make him stay, couldn't resist the force that would take him back.

Then, they fell silent, until the fighter's engine sound filled their ears.

After the transformed fighter stabilized, 2B jumped down carrying a box, passing it over.

"Thanks, 2B."

Taking the box, Ejie couldn't help but reach out his hand to rub the girl's head, her smooth hair sliding through his fingers and palm.

This headpat move made her tilt her head slightly in confusion.

Opening the box, inside were rows of melta warheads, which looked to be the same caliber as his bolt pistol.

In fact, they were manufactured according to the caliber of his gun.

So, he began loading.

OK, for the test subject, Ejie aimed at an abandoned tank thirty meters away.

The trigger pulled, the muzzle flashed orange light, and almost simultaneously, the abandoned tank flashed briefly with no significant sound.

"This power..."

Ejie was somewhat surprised; this power was about half the power of the melta bomb he used against large machine lifeforms.

The metal tank before him, like plastic foam hit by a ball of red-hot molten iron, had its hit area rapidly melt away.

Walking over to look, Ejie found that the power of a single bullet might be greater than the effect of a melta bomb.

The fired bullet itself had strong inertia, and the destructive impact produced after collision further spread through vibration, making the melting penetration effect better than a melta grenade.

Let's try this; this time, he took out an attachment from the box that was obviously designed for his bolt pistol—a grenade launcher, right?

After all, some data from the bolt pistol had been scanned over, so it wasn't surprising that suitable accessories were sent over.

With the attachment fitted, he picked up a large warhead and assembled it, choosing an abandoned building four hundred meters away as the test target.

Bang~!

The grenade hit the building, and at the moment of impact, the scene made Ejie pause.

"This is like a combination of a cluster bomb and white phosphorus."

He made this comment.

And the abandoned building before him, under this strike, instantly became like cheese, quickly softening and collapsing.

Moreover, this melta warhead technology, according to 9S's further reading of some information in the hard drive, appeared to be civilian technology.

That meant there existed military melta warhead technology, with power at an unimaginable level.

As it seemed now, the technology from there was almost universally applicable here.

Of course, it should be pure technology; if it involved something like psychic powers, it probably wouldn't work.

So, if he were to bring all the STCs he had obtained so far to this side for construction and production, arming himself to return there, wouldn't his safety level see a leap in improvement?

Ah, if only this "Cross-world Invitation" had been initiated before his current archaeological expedition, when he was still in his own lair.

Perhaps he could have accidentally brought over the STCs he currently had, perhaps with quite exaggerated technology.