I don't have a system but I have a hammer

"That's a good feeling..."

[The corners of my mouth immediately curled up into a smile, and the fatigue I felt just now was swept away at the same time...]

"I really want to see what a weapon that can kill a billion people at once looks like? By the way, you have known Yao Bottle for so long, but you have never found that he has the ability to casually kill people on the entire planet. Do you want to treat it as a test subject's hobby?"

"Seriously, crazy guy..."

[What surprised me was that Uncle Wrench had a weird look on his face when he mentioned this matter...]

"I have a feeling that the cold storm incident may not have been caused by the medicine bottle, because as far as the information I learned when I talked to him yesterday, he has only been to his home planet, Planet Rohr, in the past hundred years. As well as junk stars, he has never been to other galaxies, let alone to remote galaxies, places he has never wanted to visit..."

"Maybe he is lying to you?"

[Of course I spread my hands...]

"After all, strictly speaking, this kind of behavior is genocide, which cannot be seen in the light at all, and he is also an anarchist. In other words, this matter is actually a personal behavior from beginning to end, so..."

"Once other civilizations know about it, not to mention whether he can be on the wanted list, even the civilization he belongs to will definitely be labeled as 'murdering remote races in his own name' because of his unscrupulous behavior. After all, who would be so crazy as to do such a thing?"

[After analyzing this, I turned to look at Uncle Wrench and joked playfully...]

"So no matter how good your relationship is, it's impossible for him to tell you about something like being thrown into jail, right? But your friend is indeed a little careless in doing things. He did such a dirty thing that is outraged by both humans and gods, and he is so crazy. He left all the evidence of his crimes in the transport ship and even dared to come and meet me. Ha, doesn’t he know that I am also a member of the human race?”

"Uh... this..."

[Uncle Wrench picked up the cup with some embarrassment, turned his head away with evasive eyes, and took a sip...]

"You didn't want to come over at that time. I thought you didn't want to expose your identity, so I didn't disclose the specific information to him. I just said that there was a big financial backer behind it and a large enough transport ship was needed. Of course he understood. I didn’t ask much about the rules of this kind of large-scale transaction..."

"So he really doesn't know I'm from Earth?"

[I curled my lips with a weird look on my face...]

"That's quite a coincidence, but judging from the results, it's also a good thing. If you hadn't hidden my identity information, I'm afraid he wouldn't be willing to rent the boat to us..."

"hehe yes…"

[Seeing that I had no intention of blaming him, Uncle Wrench put down his cup and responded with a smile...]

"And one thing you don't know is that despite his unwillingness to join any organization, in fact he lacks energy blocks more than anyone else, because he still has many important research experiments to complete, and he is a noble man, so in order to earn energy blocks , he will definitely cooperate with us for a long time, so as time goes by, we will still find some clues, by the way..."

[He asked again as if he was remembering something...]

"Although we know his secret, how can we negotiate with him? If we use this matter as a handle to blackmail him, I'm worried that it will arouse his resentment..."

"Disgusted? Hahaha, are you kidding me?"

[Yes, I was amused by his words, but the next second, his eyes turned into extremely cold...]

"You have also seen that there are so many paintings on the wall. Do you know what this means? It means that we have no idea how many remote civilizations this medicine-pot professor who has a lot of fans on the interstellar network has killed. Race! Earth is definitely not an exception!!”

"So don't say I'm blackmailing him. Even if I do report him, do you know how much those remote civilizations who have been harmed by him will be willing to pay in exchange for his head? Then you see him If he doesn't feel disgusted, I'm afraid he will just kneel on the ground and beg me not to tell anyone..."

[Seeing my sharp words, Uncle Wrench didn’t say a word. He just looked at the stars outside the window and sighed secretly...]

[Of course I knew what he was thinking, but I didn’t mean to comfort him. Instead, I was going to take advantage of the remaining time to rest for a while. But just before I closed my eyes for a minute, I suddenly thought of myself. When I saw the introduction about the medicine bottle, I had a certain guess about the direction of his current experiment, so I suddenly opened my eyes again...]

"I see. Now I understand why he went to various remote galaxies to release destructive weapons. Do you still remember that you told me before that he developed a potion that can block pain? This is one point, and the second one is …”

[Facing Uncle Wrench’s thoughtful gaze, my eyes brightened slightly and I raised two fingers...]

"He obviously lacks funds for experiments, but he is unwilling to ask for help from any organization or force, nor is he willing to join them. Instead, he works hard to earn energy blocks. This can only show that the experiments he is doing now must be very special. It is so important that it cannot be exposed at all, because once someone discovers it, they will most likely take it for themselves..."

"The third point is that the medicine bottle has lived for too long. Even the official does not know his specific lifespan. It can be said that he has already stepped half into the grave. At this time, will he be eager to find it? How to continue living?"

"There are only two options, modify the body or replace the body. Let's not talk about the former. At least the latter must be the easiest to do. The focus is on the consciousness upload box, but Talor Civilization has obviously extended an olive branch. He But he still refuses to accept it, which shows that the technology he holds is more advanced and more powerful than the consciousness upload box..."

[After finishing speaking, I turned to look at Uncle Wrench, with undisguised greed in his eyes...]

"The above three points are enough to prove that his purpose of creating the cold storm incident is to create something that can not only increase a person's life span, but also change a person's physique into... a night hunter body!"