Alex stared at the large package, roughly the sa size as their four-seater dining table. He was genuinely surprised that the Jenny clan had worked this fast, but he shrugged it off as the power of old money, old reputation, and old politics.
Actually, now that he thought about it, he wasn't surprised at all. What truly shocked him was a new realization—the Jenny and Joy clans were far too low-key. They clearly had the power to make the world turn at the palm of their hands, yet they kept their abilities close to the chest, content with simply being cops and nurses.
They were truly the angels of the Pokémon world, and Alex considered himself incredibly lucky to have been transmigrated to a world where they existed—even if it was a harsher place overall. He was even luckier to have been adopted by one of them.
"Help
open this box. They overdid the sealing," Jenny complained.
Alex complied, and after a few quick Cuts from Raticate, the package finally opened—revealing eight smaller boxes inside: two large ones, four dium ones, and two small ones.
The two large boxes contained a strange device, featuring a tray on one side and a top that opened like a scanner. It basically looked like an office printer.
The two small boxes held transparent crystalline bullets, 300 per box. The bullets were 6mm in diater but noticeably longer than typical 9mm rounds. Inside each bullet were intricate laser etchings that made no sense to Alex.
The four dium boxes contained matte black pistols, roughly the size and shape of a Desert Eagle. Like a proper firearm, the barrel had rifling, but everything was made of solid plastic, with no moving parts except the trigger and magazine. It weighed about the sa as a pellet gun.
'It looks futuristic but feels like a toy. No wonder the Jennys didn't like it—it's like playing cops rather than actually being one,' Alex thought to himself.
Each gun ca with a magazine already attached and two spares in the box. The magazine was reloadable by sliding the internal chanism that contained slots out of the casing and inserting bullets one at a ti—or using a reloader if available. It could hold 40 bullets per magazine, utilizing a double-stack rotating chanism that allowed spent bullets to remain in the magazine after firing.
'I definitely need to read the instruction manual,' Alex lanted.
Still, he reserved final judgnt until he had read the manual, loaded the gun, and fired a few shots. His initial impression, however, was not great.
"Did you find the manual?" Alex asked.
"Reading it now. It's too complicated. Too much technical jargon," Jenny replied.
Alex decided to figure things out himself. He plugged in the device and pressed the "Open" button. The tray slid open, revealing slots for all 300 bullets. He placed them inside one by one and pressed "Close". The only other button left was "Load Move
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