Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

"Yes, it has some heft, I like it," Malin really liked this short stick, which looked like an engineering contraption, with very beautiful engravings on the body, "An engineering contraption, it probably wasn’t made by the Church, was it produced by the engineering department of the Adventurers’ Guild?"

"Yes, Mr. Malin, you have great taste," Carmen replied with a smile, pulling a silver-white hammerhead out of the box, "That one you’re holding is the telescopic handle of a warhammer, this is the head."

Malin looked at the screw entrance on the hammerhead and then at the top of the stick in his hand, which had a very concealed interface, "I see, but how does it work?"

Squeeze the end of the stick hard.

Malin squeezed hard, and then saw the short stick in his hand rapidly extend into a long stick; he happily unscrewed the protective head on the stick, joined the handle to the hammerhead, and then squeezed the end of the stick again to revert it to the status of a one-handed hammer, "I’ll use it."

"Inside the abandoned factory are all kinds of Detached Heads and Wraith Spiritual Bodies, aren’t you going to switch to a sword?"

"No need," Malin said, after which he showed the heavy-duty revolving Shotgun hidden at his waist—using 20-gauge ammo, odd numbers loaded with pellets, even ones with Hollow Point Bullets, a five-shot cylinder, plus a heavy trigger that the average person couldn’t pull, and a Divine spread muzzle—All pellets, when passing through this add-on, would temporarily have the effect of Divine Bullets.

Although the muzzle needed recharging daily, it brought down the cost of the ammunition to a minimum.