Submachine guns, rifles, sniper rifles, and pistols. In the next few hours, the young lady kept projecting them and playing a tree-hitting game in the deserted forest in the suburbs, destroying the trees nearby.
Guns were a man's romance.
Even if she was no longer a man.
However, external changes could not change her inner hobbies.
She only stopped playing until her arms were numb from the recoil and her joints were about to be dislocated.
Being able to conjure a weapon at any time and place without having to worry about problems such as ammunition replenishment, he instantly felt a sense of security.
Now that he had a weapon, the next step was to increase his own defense.
On the way back to the city, the young lady kept thinking about this problem. The first thing she thought of was a bulletproof vest. However, this thing was thick and could not be worn under clothes. In the future, if she encountered danger, she could not directly wear a bulletproof vest outside her clothes, right? How should she explain if others asked her where she got the bulletproof vest?
The Black Widow's combat suit was quite good in the eyes of the young lady. Not only could it accentuate her figure, but it was also only a thin layer. It was bulletproof, warm, and comfortable. It was multi-functional. Usually, no one would be able to tell under the clothes.
'But…' The young lady hated the word 'but'.
However, it was obvious that the material of the Black Widow's combat suit was a product of black technology from the relevant departments. It was impossible to announce it to the public, let alone spread it on the Internet.
If she had known earlier, she would have asked for some blueprints of alien black technology before Kanata left Earth. She did not expect to get any blueprints of spaceships, but some blueprints of individual weapons and armor. She believed that when she made this request, Kanata would most likely not refuse.
It was a pity that the young lady was too excited to think about it at that time.
She didn't know if Kanata would return to Earth or if she would find the Power Gem. If she really found it, Bethanie would be able to ask for the blueprint again. Otherwise, she would be too embarrassed to ask.
Today was Sunday. Not long after Bethanie returned home, her neighbor, Miss Mary Jane Watson, came to visit.
According to their identities, Bethanie and Mary were best friends.
The red-haired Mary was slightly prettier than the young lady, but her figure was not as good as the young lady's. The two of them stood together in their own styles.
She was dressed in a pink dress with blue hot pants. It was a youthful and energetic style. As soon as she entered Bethanie's house, she kept complaining about how hard it was to work.
Facing this official couple of the little spider, the young lady patted her shoulder and comforted her in a way that she was more miserable than her."At least you have a mother and a father.”
Mary Jane was speechless.
You're making me embarrassed to complain in front of you. You can't do this.
"Yeah, you should go work with me too. Otherwise, you'll have nothing to eat.”Mary Jane changed the topic.
"Working part-time." At the mention of this, the young lady was very conflicted. Although there were many young people in America who worked part-time jobs after school, such as Little Spider working part-time at a newspaper office after being Spiderman. However, she didn't want to work part-time. She always felt that as a transmigrator of the New Era, she should do something big.
A classic case of having high expectations but low capabilities.
"What's wrong? Don't you want to go?" Mary asked her.
The young lady shook her head and said," I'm still planning my future. I don't plan to work part-time outside before that."”
After Mary heard this, she decisively ridiculed her,"That's right. You don't look like you're short of money.”
The young lady would never tell others how much she had. This kind of question was very private, okay? She said in a special witch's tone,"Maybe I'll finish my life plan after some loser gets bitten by a spider in the future.”
Mary didn't quite understand this metaphor.
She stayed at Bethanie's house until noon before leaving. After she left, the young lady went out to the supermarket to buy some ingredients. When she came back, she cooked a not-so-sumptuous lunch. After eating, she washed the plates and went to the study to study on her laptop.
She, Bethanie, wanted to be the mouth of a super genius.
No matter who it was, as long as they had a piece of equipment that perfectly reflected the phrase 'knowledge is power', they would have endless motivation to learn.
This was how young ladies were.
After spending an entire afternoon, she pieced together all kinds of techniques and finally designed a very strange old car.
She went to her garage. There were two parking spaces in the garage. One was for the red Camaro, and the other was empty.
He activated the white light ring's projection function and projected the car she had designed in this parking space.
How should I describe the car's design?
It would be an exaggeration to say that it was an old-fashioned old car from the 1960s. It was unbalanced on the left and right, had no rearview mirror, and had no seats inside.(The main reason was that she didn't quite understand the material of the seats, cotton, and hard cushions, so she simply left the interior empty.)）
The only advantage of this car was that the engine was more suitable for this era. Other than that, it was useless. It was the kind that could barely be driven and was extremely embarrassing.
But at least it was an improvement. In the future, the young lady could also take pictures of her C career line and tell others that she was a man who could design and build a car.
She didn't even know what she was.
Every man was not omnipotent because they could not bear children.
The current Bethanie felt like she was omnipotent.
This is the advantage of transmigration, my ass!
As expected, her heart was filled with tears at the thought of sex change.
The sky gradually darkened. The young lady found a small stool and placed it in the car that would embarrass the driver. She got into the car and sat on the small stool.
The young lady started the car. Taking advantage of the fact that there were few people on the street at night, she drove the broken car out.
The sound of the engine was very powerful. If one did not look at the car itself, one would think that it was a supercar. Once you looked over, you would find that your eyes were already blind. You would not be able to help but wonder how such a car could drive on the street. Were the traffic police uncles collectively blind?
After driving around, Bethanie complained to herself,""Do you want to become a car owner? Do you want to be the center of attention? Bethanie, you deserve it.”
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