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

The little butler sorted out his words, and there was a little admiration in his eyes...

"He said that his ability will indeed be enhanced at night, which is probably reflected in three aspects. First, the shadow clone can become invisible, and the speed will also increase. Second, the shadow can cover a large area. The covered area will lose all light sources, and third, he can move through shadows, or... Teleport!"

When I heard the third point, my eyes flashed with surprise, and I subconsciously asked...

"The so-called teleportation, does he mean the teleportation in the area covered by shadows, or the shadows of all objects?"

The little butler has deep eyes...

"Shadows of all objects!"

hiss~

This is simply the best candidate to be an assassin, but this kind of ability against the sky...

"By the way, Mr. Number Seven, I remember him saying that his ability is extremely brain-intensive and lasts only about 10 minutes, and the location he transmits is related to the shadow area he perceives..."

"In other words, if he can't perceive the shadow, even if there is a shadow in that area, he can't teleport, just like he can't send himself to the alliance base station now, because he can't perceive the shadow there..."

I figured it out, and at the same time asked a question...

"If I say, I mean, if he sends his shadow avatar into the alliance base station, can he transmit it directly through the shadow avatar?"

I thought he would think about it, but he didn't even hesitate, so he nodded slightly...

"That's right, that's what he said. He said he could help us see what's going on inside, but the premise is that he must be sent to a location ten kilometers away from the alliance..."

I pondered for a while, then waved my hand...

"Then let's do it, just let him see what happened inside, and also, go and inform the guards that there may be a battle at any time tonight, let them be mentally prepared!"

Seeing my dignified expression, the little butler naturally didn't dare to neglect me. He just bowed and left quickly...

And after he left, I immediately got up and went to the equipment research room...

5 minutes later, the experimental area, the office...

While wiping the sweat off his face, the rat flipped through the traction gloves and entered some data into the computer from time to time, looking quite busy...

And I sat on the sidelines, puffing away, patiently waiting for his answer...

Finally, he put the gloves and two bottles of compound spray paint in front of me, smiled and lit a cigarette...

"The traction value is exaggerated. The traction force is a full 170 kilograms, and the traction distance also exceeds my expectations. The controllable distance is almost [-] meters..."

I nodded in admiration...

"Great!"

The rat laughed, casually pushed the thing in front of me, and shook his head pretending to be modest...

"Hey, this is only a semi-finished product. You can use it first. When I can make the traction glove control the compound, it won't be too late for you to praise it..."

I smiled and nodded, just about to take something to try, and asked involuntarily...

"Where is the power display?"

Mentioning this, the rat immediately slapped its head...

"Hey, look at my brain, I forgot to charge it, oh, you said the battery indicator, it's on the wrist..."

I glanced at the wrist position of the traction glove, and when I saw a row of light blue light spots, I immediately understood it, and then pointed to my Thunder knee pads...

"It's troublesome that this thing doesn't have a power display. It was because of it that I was imprisoned last time. Give it time if you have time..."

The mouse on the side suddenly interjected...

"Don't worry, we are now developing a smart chip, which will record the information of all your equipment and monitor it in real time, including power reminders, damage reports, etc. It has functions, so there is no need to be so troublesome in the future. One chip, all done!"

Upon hearing this, I was immediately overjoyed, and immediately gave the two of them a thumbs up...

"I've been watching you since I was a child!"

……

……

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the darkness is everywhere...

Cairo at night is a little colder than during the day, and a lot of murderers and arsonists have emerged from this...

why?

Because as the ambient temperature drops, the smelling ability of the sniffing beetle will also weaken slightly, so those survivors who hide their strengths and bide their time during the day will take advantage of this time to look for the little food left in Cairo City for self-defense weapons, and prey to enjoy...

Passing by a group of men and women who were groping for something on the hot corpse, and the arsonist who was driving, he handed me a cigarette with a calm face...

"We're almost there..."

After taking the cigarette, I glanced at the resting shadow beside me, and was about to wake him up, but he slowly opened his eyes, gritted his teeth and stood up...

"It's almost there, isn't it?"

I light a cigarette, open the car window and blow out the smoke...

"Yes, how about it, can you hold on?"

Shadow shook his head indifferently...

"It's not a big problem, it's just a lot of blood loss..."

The arsonist in the front row smiled...

"You are unlucky. We actually have everything in our base, except for the lack of plasma packs..."

Shadow nodded gratefully...

"Speaking of which, I would like to thank you for saving those two children. It was not easy for them to live. They survived the plague of rats, but encountered insect plagues. Now their family members are all dead. Alas, God is so merciless..."

The arsonist curled his lips and didn't answer...

But I nodded to express my understanding, and said something meaningful that made Shadow think about it...

"Have you ever thought that these two children are the chosen ones to resist the pests?"

Looking at the scenery passing by outside the window, as well as the faint sound of cursing and shooting, my eyes flickered slightly...

"Patients with severe ichthyosis are almost unable to sweat normally. This is also the main reason why they don't want to go out for activities. But I'm afraid no one thought that the reason why they survived today is because of ichthyosis..."

Shadow looked puzzled...

"What do you mean?"

I sighed slightly and gave an explanation...

"People with ichthyosis can't sweat, so it's hard for sniffing beetles to catch their scent. Otherwise, why did the survivors die, but two little girls were left behind?"

Mentioning this, Shadow felt slightly embarrassed...

"Actually, they are all boys, but in order to prevent them from being targeted, I deliberately changed them into girls' outfits..."

I was slightly taken aback, but still smiled and comforted me...

"You've done a good job, but if you give them training, at most one year, they will be able to face the sniffing beetles and save more people like them!"

Shadow silently shook his head...

"Forget it, I think forcibly instilling ideas is actually the same as forcing them to eat something you don't like, except that the former uses a slightly milder method, and saving people is only one aspect..."

"The most important thing is that they are just children and have no normal values, so even if they save people and do good deeds, they cannot stand up to other people's moral kidnapping or freedom of speech. After all, children can't understand..."

The shadow with a drawn-out tone looked at me with deep eyes...

"Why do heroes get not flowers and crowds, but curses and misunderstandings all the time..."