It was all up to the Technician now.
The Technician took another deep breath.
Then, an expression of acceptance appeared on his face.
"Fine," he said, "but can I at least get my weapons? They're really difficult to make. If you want, you can take them out yourself and inspect them."
The Champion looked at the Technician for a while.
He only saw acceptance and submission in his eyes.
"Fine, I will take them out myself," the Champion said.
The Technician held his Space Bag in front of him, and the Champion's arm entered.
Nick saw two laser rifles shooting towards the Champion's hand, and the hand left the Space Bag.
Outside, the Champion looked at the rifle closely and even bathed them in his light.
Then, he grabbed the other one and did the same thing.
After inspecting them for several seconds, he nodded.
Finally, he handed the rifles to the Technician.
"Your Space Bag," the Champion ordered with an extended hand.
