Chapter-1

Hell's Kitchen,Merlin;s tuning shop

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It was August, the weather was hot, and not many people were walking around on the streets during the day. But at night, people began to appear in the streets and alleys.

In the vast workshop under bright lights, a sloped steel plate truck was placed on the workstation. A young man in blue overalls was holding a welding gun, constantly welding and reinforcing the interface.

The whole car looked a bit weird, like a Formula racing car, with a low chassis and a simple steel plate frame.

The most special feature was the slope of the front section of the body, which looked like a bucket.

"Crash..." The rolling shutter door slowly rose, accompanied by the low roar of a motorcycle. A man wearing a black leather jacket, with a circular target mark printed on his forehead, drove into the workshop.

After entering the door, Bullseye got off the motorcycle and looked at the young man wearing goggles who was concentrating on his work. He did not disturb him but leaned on a seat, playing with darts and waiting.

Dazzling white light flashed from time to time, making Bullseye frown.

To be honest, for someone who often focuses on his aim, he didn't like this kind of white light that could burn his eyes.

The white smoke rising from the welding slowly floated over the workshop and was eventually drawn into the outside air by the exhaust fan.

"...Sizzle..." After welding the last node, the young man took off his goggles and looked at the visitor in the modification shop.

"What's the matter?" The boy put the goggles on the nearby workbench, then walked to the refrigerator in the corner, picked up a can of Coca-Cola, drank it, and threw a bottle to Bullseye.

Bullseye caught it easily, pulled the tab, and took a sip, then glanced at the young man in front of him. He had deep features, messy black hair hanging casually over his forehead, and still had the immature look of a high school student.

But he didn't dare to underestimate the other party at all.

The boy in front of him was named Merlin Shaw, the owner of this modification shop. In Hell's Kitchen, it was not easy to keep a shop running.

Although Merlin was young, he was a master of vehicle modification. The armored vehicle "Skeleton Horse" was the namesake of Merlin's modified car shop in Hell's Kitchen. In addition, he was also responsible for the sale and modification of weapons. Although he was not the largest seller in Hell's Kitchen, all of his products were high-quality.

"How many explosive bullets do you still have in stock? Our boss wants them all."

"By the way, I also want a few MK2 sniper rifles... and I want the Hellbringer too," Bullseye said, flattening the can and accurately throwing it into the trash can next to the rolling door.

"You planning an assassination?" Upon hearing this, Merlin raised his eyebrows and looked at him in surprise.

Not to mention explosive bullets and MK2 heavy sniper rifles, the Hellbringer is a laser weapon perfect for invasion and assassination.

But accordingly, it will definitely be much more expensive.

The Hellbringer is not as bad as it was in the game, but its effect in reality is obviously much better.

"Yes, how much can it sell for?" Bullseye didn't explain much.

"You're about to take over the whole underground, and you're actually asking prices?" Merlin complained, then led Bullseye to the backyard of the modified car shop.

"Come with me."

In the backyard, modified sports cars and sedans were lined up side by side. Their gorgeous appearance and some technological designs made Bullseye's eyes immediately brighten.

What attracted him most was a vehicle that was completely black, had a big rear end, occupied most of the vehicle's front body, and had a large round mouth. It looked like a seahorse from the front, with a smooth appearance and full of future technology.

"You actually modified a Batmobile. How is its performance?" Bullseye couldn't help but move closer and stroked the car body in amazement.

"The name is Vigilante, and now we just need an engine."

"How much is the price?" he asked curiously.

"It ranges from one million to eighty million. If you can get me plutonium, it can be cheaper." Plutonium is an important raw material for the atomic energy industry.

It's understandable how difficult it is to buy such controlled raw materials, and he doesn't have much on hand.

But for Kingpin, it shouldn't be too difficult.

"Plutonium..." Bullseye secretly memorized it.

"By the way, I remember you are about to start school soon. How are the darts prepared for me?" he asked casually on the way to the warehouse.

He recognized Merlin's knife forging skills very much, and the darts he made fit his hand very well.

"We're working on them for you."

"If you can, make me some bat darts. I want to try to see if they work." After seeing the Batmobile, Bullseye also felt a little inspired.

"Then you need to find some tungsten alloy. Quality can't be too cheap, right?" Merlin tilted his head and teased.

"No problem."

"There are still three boxes of explosive bullets, totaling thirty-six bullets, and six boxes of armor-piercing bullets, totaling seventy-two bullets... There are also MK2 sniper rifles..."

These weapons are relatively popular, so the inventory is not very large.

"The last Hellbringer has been reserved. If you want it, you have to wait a week."

After sending Bullseye away, Merlin looked at the time, turned off the lights in the workshop, hung up the rest sign, and left Hell's Kitchen on his Ducati 916.

The red Ducati drew a red phantom on the street. Merlin felt the strong wind and afterimages whizzing past his ears. He lowered his body, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Merlin was not a person of this world, or rather his soul was not.

In his previous life, he was an extreme sports enthusiast, and most of his favorite games were shooting and racing. His favorite game was undoubtedly GTA, followed by Resident Evil, Call of Duty, and Halo.

In an underground racing competition, he failed to escape death and fell off a cliff.

However, whether by some cosmic error or fate, when he woke up again, he had been transported into the body of a high school student in Queens, New York City.

His real name was Merlin Shaw. After his father died in Hell's Kitchen, Merlin was found and beaten to death by his enemies.

He reincarnated into this body, and with him came the system in his mind—the GM Technology System.

The system allowed him to gain technology from corresponding games based on his influence by publishing those games.

The first game the system gave him was his favorite: GTA 5.

An action-adventure open-world game and a good citizen simulator.

After the game was released, it quickly became a sensation and exploded in popularity all over the Internet.

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