Izuku adjusted his newly made eyeglass. The fitted diamond lens allowing for several forms of magnification. B and R units were hard at work installing the newly upgraded Mass Shock Gauntlets onto the Brick Models as Izuku looked down at the small frame he was working on.
The only form of crime he had managed thus far was a jewelry store once a week. Issue being a god sent for his continued work, and soon he wouldn't have to worry about his mother questioning about his funds.
He had an exhibition to attend to soon. One where he could achieve a proper sale on his P.A.M. model and then his mother can stop worrying about their funds. All he'll have to do is succeed, then he'll be capable of paying the bills with some legitimate business.
But that's for later. For now he had a laser to design and test.
Nedzu was scratching his head. No information other than the aftermath of the robberies was what he was given. No evidence of heavy machinery. Any attempt at following down the tunnel was fruitless due to its collapse.
Untold millions in Gold and Jewels stolen, a caper of the century with no way to track it. The police were currently working on getting seismographs and sonar radars to track the remains of the tunnels.
The press were already looking to give this unknown theif a name, the Moleman they were calling it. He furrowed his brow for a second, then shook his head. "The obsession with such foolish names." He lamented before looking back through his notes.
All For One grinned as he listened to the news. A new player has joined the Underworld. Someone with such machinery would be invaluable for his apprentice's League of Villains. He already had the lead in Quirk research at his beck and call, so someone with technology that could rival I-Island would be truly invaluable.
All he had to do was plan out a meeting. Figure out which jewelry store will be hit next and 'entrench' the villain into their organization. "Kurogiri, I want you to pull up a map of all the jewelry store hit by the 'Moleman'?" Afo asked his butler. "Of course sir." Kurogiri replied as he pulled out a tablet and passed it to him. Afo used a collection of technopathic quirks to shift through the data.
The first night they hit thirteen store across a prefecture, then the next week they hit a single store two prefectures over. From there they would strike another prefecture within the two prefecture distance of the original thirteen heists. "Ah, there's three options for their next heist. Kurogiri, I want you to send some fodder to watch over these areas for the following week and a half. Tell them to keep us up to date by the minute." Afo instructed Kurogiri who nodded while looking down at the tablet.
"Undertsoof sir. Also, I must inform you that Young Tomura has begun looking into potential members for the League." Kurogiri said to his master. "Good to hear, I have another member we could add to the list, who ever is behind these heists will be a fine addition to my collection of aids." Afo replied as he slunk back into his chair. Kurogiri nodded before he teleported out of the room.
"Now Moleman, or whatever you truly are, you will be mine." Afo muttered as he considered all the possibilities.
Izuku had to swallow the bit of doubt that formed in his throat. He had a flat rolling cart with several P.A.M. models on it. He passed by booths and stalls filled with other inventors and their respective inventions. He would constantly glance over his shoulder as some of the others would look over the P.A.M.s in the cart. The tarp being the only thing between the P.A.M.s and potentially thieves.
He arrived to the line and began waiting as the investors slowly judged each person ahead of him. He had all day to do this, though there wasn't much he could do to get the line to move along. He could hear some of them celebrate as others began to cry out in frustration.
It was finally his turn. The line of investors look him over as he wheeled in his cart of P.A.M. models and removed the tarp. "Please state your name and your invention?" one of the judges asked. "My name is Midoriya Izuku and my invention is known as the P.A.M. or Personal Assault Machine." Izuku explained as he activated the first P.A.M. Model. "The P.A.M. is an all in one servant to help around the household. It can he programmed to serve for over five hundred different jobs around the house. The P.A.M. is a rather practical machine." Izuku continued as the other P.A.M.s were activated.
"The P.A.M. is all terrain thanks to both the treads and its lower set of arms. Each arm is powered by hydraulics and is rather easy to repair. P.A.M.s are also capable of working together thanks to their ally program." Izuki calmly explained as the P.A.M.s began to move around on set and perform various tasks. one of the P.A.M.s even lifted another P.A.M. unit up over its head.
"With the P.A.M. labor will be revolutionized." Izuku surmised as the P.A.M.s lined up. "Is there any specific action you would like to see the P.A.M.s perform?" he asked the investors. "Yes, can one of them perform a heimlich maneuver?" One for the investors asked as they pulled a life sized maniquen out from near their table. Izuku turned to P.A.M. 1 and recited the command. P.A.M. 1 drove to the investor and took the offered Maniquen before proceeding to perform a heimlich on it.
The investors began talking amongst one another as they each asked a P.A.M. Model to perform a different task. "Young Midoriya, after much debate we have decided we are willing to invest in the distribution of these P.A.M.s. We simply required a signature and a note from their inventor." One of them said. "Is the paper already present?" Izuku asked. One of the Judges nodded before passing a piece of paper to Izuku.
Izuku nodded as he read over the paper. One signature, that's all he'll need to help his mother out, maybe he'll be capable of rolling back on the illegal activities? He pulled out a pen from his pants pocket and signed the paper before returning it to the investors. They seemed surprised by his actions.
"You're the inventor?" One of them asked. "Yes, Machinery has always been a passion of mine and programming is only hard when you don't have any idea what you want to do." Izuku answered before they all turned to one of them. She nodded as the others all turned back to him. "Well, young Midoriya, it seems we have an excellent young mind in our presence." Izuku nodded at their words.
"Now, can we please have our next one up?" One of them asked. Izuku nodded as the P.A.M.s all returned to the cart. He smiled as he pulled the machine away on the cart as the next inventor arrived on stage.
He held back a shutter as she started ranting on about "Babies" she made. He walked faster as he let out a sigh of relief and looked down at his I.D. and smiled. They never asked about his Quirk, he may have finally found some people not obsessed with heroism.
Now all he had to do was start selling.
Yotsubasi watched the feed from one of the latest tech investments that was run by a collection of his shell companies. There were many young minds, many new inventions that could help the world.
Many things that could aid the Meta Liberation Army.
Yet he found one thing that made him pause. A young mind with one unique circumstances. A Quirkless boy with some rather finely made machinery. Now he honestly thought that the Quirkless had gone extinct, gone due to the fact that Quirks naturally bread into the dwindling Quirkless Gene pool. Yet this young man was a natural relic of the past, Making his way into the future.
"Such a young mind, one that can be shaped." he muttered at he read through the data on the boy. He chuckled as he thought of it. Someone in the minority rising to keep up with the majority through nothing but skills and talent. "Ah, if only I could bring such a mind into the fold." he lamented as he closed the video.
"Still, just seeing what those P.A.M.s could do gave him some ideas.
Inko arrived home, taking off her shoes and resting in the chair as she moaned in pain. P.A.M. jnr. rolled up next to her and grabbed a pair of small pillows. "Thank you." She said as the machine just hummed. "Mom." Izuku said as he approached her. "Oh Izu, shouldn't you be in bed dear?" She asked him. "Mom, they approved it. Now I can sell P.A.M.s to other people. We'll make more money." Izuku said as he wrapped his arms around her. "Oh, Izu." she said as she hugged him back.