A Journey Through the Universes

Going to the door that separated me from the weapon, and putting his hand to the lock, he used the skill "Transformation". A second later, the door opened by itself. Perfect. Although there were thoughts of just breaking it with your hands, but it's better not to overdo it with pathos once again.

– Just like that... opened up? Izumi asked in surprise and even a little touchily that she had tried to crack this door before.

– It's not as easy as it seems. I answered warmly and entered the armory.

Already inside, after a cursory inspection, it was clear that this arsenal is very poor. Three dozen revolvers and ten shotguns, that's all. Nothing else, except for a bunch of batons, which are somehow not enough sense right now.

With better cartridges, there are quite a lot of them. It seems that almost no ammunition was spent, which is not surprising for a relatively peaceful Japan.

However, such a number of weapons is no longer a problem. Now that prana is no longer hidden, I can make guns myself with the help of "Transformation".

– Take as much as possible, we will not return. –

"That's right, Shiro-sama. – the guys answered and took out their bags and began to put weapons in them.

– The boys will take the guns, and then we will take the cartridges. Take the boxes, but only carefully, if you don't have enough strength, carry them together. – having already grabbed one box, Masako instructed.

– Pfft! You underestimate us, Masako-san! That there is one, I can easily take two ... * BANG * ... — Izumi boasted, until she was interrupted by a slap on the head from another girl named Kasumi.

– These are not toys, Izumi! Ammunition must be heavy. Kasumi quickly snubbed her friend with a little annoyance.

– Physical violence is the lot of barbarians, Kasu-chan, you can do without it. Izumi spoke with feigned resentment while stroking the place of impact.

– You can, but this is the fastest way to convey something to you ... - Kasumi replied with a sweet smile.

While the girls were making noise, I took six boxes and with the help of the transformation "glued" them to make it easier to carry.

Thus, when carrying, one hand remains free for me to manipulate a spear or a pistol.

And yes, I took one revolver just in case. I subjected it to a small modernization with the help of "Transformation". It takes a long time to explain everything, but it can be highlighted that the revolver was increased in size and acquired an expanded drum for twelve rounds, instead of six. It is unlikely that I will use it, of course, but still let it be.

Some time later

After returning and loading the weapons with ammunition, we slowly drove back to the base. There was not enough space, the girls had to sit on top of each other to fit. I generally rode on the roof, as I took up a lot of space, although I can't complain. Cool breeze, clear sun... awesome…

We quickly drove half the way to the base, but at some point I noticed a wounded man slowly trudging along the sidewalk with a gun in his hands.

Dark skin, purple hair pulled back in a ponytail, crimson eyes... Minami Rika…

It looks like she got hit hard. There are signs of severe exhaustion, malaise, as well as a bleeding wound on the shoulder, it looks fresh. I can't see any more.

Most likely, her mission to protect the airport was over, and she immediately went to look for Shizuka. That's it, without weapons, supplies, information…

– "Well, okay," I thought and whispered to myself: – It's time to say hello. – then jumped off the car at full speed.

I didn't want to stop the car once again. I'd better pick up Rika myself quickly and come back.

Landing about a meter away from the girl, I realized that everything was very bad, since she did not react to my landing in any way.

Why, she didn't react at all to the roar of the car, as well as to the fact that the Hummer had just sped past her.

Without wasting any more time, I picked her up in my arms like a princess and strengthened myself with prana, quickly rushed back.

All it took was pure seconds to jump off the car, take a Rick and come back.

Therefore, no one inside the hummer had time to notice the temporary loss of the leader.

Rika, on my hands, was completely confused, not understanding anything, and my rapid movements and her deplorable condition aggravated this, turning the girl's thoughts into mush.

Her tired, blurry eyes slowly felt around, trying to figure out what was going on.

While she was trying to reconnect with reality, I was examining her body at that time.

As already mentioned, signs of exhaustion and malaise are visible. It looks like she hasn't eaten or slept for at least a day, but rather even more. The injury with blood loss also aggravated the situation.

Speaking of the wound, it was a piece of torn, bitten flesh from the girl's shoulder… The damage was large and deep, the bones were clearly visible.

But the most important problem is that the bite was committed quite a long time ago… In about five minutes, Rika should turn…

The worst part is that I do not know if her body will be able to defeat the infection with prana or not.

But there is no point in thinking about it and wasting extra time....

By directing prana into the girl's body, thereby strengthening, strengthening her body and immunity. Well, as a bonus, completely healing, restoring Rika to his ideal.

She immediately felt the changes in her body and within a few seconds was able to understand her surroundings and speak.

– Shiro? She asked uncertainly as she focused her bright, crimson eyes on me. Apparently she can't believe I'm real.

"That's the one. I'm surprised you recognized me, because we only met once. I answered, looking into her eyes while patching her carcass.

For about ten seconds, the girl silently examined my face focused on work. From the scattered eyes, you can tell that a whirlpool of thoughts and feelings is going on in her head.

"Is this a dream?" I'm already dead, right? – she asked in a sad but calm tone, looking at the place where a piece of her shoulder was missing earlier. Now there was only a soft brown skin.

— no. You are still with us, in this slowly fading, perishable world. – with a friendly grin on my face, I replied.

– That's how… I want to sleep... Very much..." she answered with half–closed eyes, clearly not believing my words.

– Take a rest, you're obviously very tired. – I answered with a smile, internally rejoicing, as Ricky's body began to actively suppress the virus. It won't be long before the infection is finally eliminated.