"Occam, take some weapons too!"
Alice got her equipment and looked back to find Occam actually daydreaming. He was not holding any weapons.
Although Occam could control metals, controlling metals required mental power.
Modifying the bullet trajectory was the least demanding in terms of mental power.
"Alright!"
Occam connected his mind to the storage space and waved at the weapons on the shelf in front of him.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
A large number of weapons and ammunition seemed to be drawn by something. Wherever Occam's hand turned, the weapons would float and disappear into the air.
"Occam, the… the weapon is gone?"
Alice's mouth gaped open as she watched the large number of weapons in the arsenal disappear. Her beautiful eyes widened in shock and disbelief.
She even rubbed her eyes hard, thinking that she was seeing things.