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Chapter 78 Unknown Metal
Happy hour is always short.

When the three cute men finished drinking the sparkling fruit wine in their cups and listening to the female singer's sexy and touching songs, the last ray of the setting sun disappeared from the farthest part of the wasteland.

The cute man thinks that he can chat with Shen Ruoxue for a long time, about everything, about his brother, about the Giant Spirit City, about wasteland merchants and their adventure stories.

His desire to express is endless, and his eyes are still bright after drinking fruit wine.

Now, after saying hello and goodbye, Shen Ruoxue sat on the back seat of her brother's motorcycle and walked away amidst the whining sound of the engine starting.

The city of Giant Spirits began its nightlife of feasting and feasting, and those night owls who hid in dark corners during the day came out of their hiding places one after another.

"The weapon store closed very late." The cute man looked at the Groschen balance on the game panel, and then at the bullet price in the game store. "There should be some discounts."

……

Plum Street Weapons Store.

The cute boy stepped into the gate of the weapon shop.

"Old Jin!" He called the weapon shop owner's name, "I want to buy some bullets, rifle ammunition, the kind...Old Jin?"

The man with the gold chain around his neck was not sitting behind the bulletproof glass as usual, looking at the store door under the protection of the barbed wire.

The previously locked inner door opened, and there were rhythmic gunshots from inside.

boom!boom!
"Old Jin!"

The cute boy took out the rifle from the game backpack, loaded the bullets, and walked lightly towards the weapon shop.

He poked his head out from behind the door and saw the owner of the weapon shop holding a gun with a focused expression, shooting at the large metal piece hanging on the target.

boom!
A bullet was fired from the barrel, hit an unknown metal surface, and scratched a few sparks.

The piece of unknown metal was unharmed.

Seeing this scene, Lao Jin put down his gun and sighed deeply.

"Who?"

He raised his gun like lightning, aiming at the door.

"Old Jin," the cute man raised his hands, "it's me."

"It's you. Cute man, what are you shopping for this time?" Lao Jin took off his earplugs, and the fierce expression on his face relaxed, with a beer belly and a smile on his face, as if he was not the same person as before.

The cute man said, "Is that something you bought recently? It's really bulletproof."

"Speaking of which," Lao Jin didn't change his expression, "Cute boy, shoot at that metal plate with your gun, and I'll add technology modules and auxiliary glasses to you."

He took Mengnan's gun, disassembled and reassembled it, and installed strange parts.

Lao Jin explained: "Technical modules are generally made by technical experts. It is a miniature electromagnetic acceleration technology that can improve the range and penetration of bullets. But the trouble is that this thing needs to store energy. Here you are, Now it's called a technical rifle."

The cute man watched Lao Jin put on a high-tech monocle for himself, and then responded in sync with the technical rifle in his hand.

"Okay," Lao Jin said, "Stand at the firing port and try shooting with technique."

The cute boy raised his rifle and aimed it at the target.

There is a crosshair on the auxiliary eye where the bullet is expected to hit, and the number of remaining bullets in the lower right corner, which is just like a normal shooting game.

[The technology module is charging...]

boom!
The electromagnetically accelerated bullet hits the metal piece accurately.

"stop!"

The number of Lao Jin's prosthetic eye flickered, and the gun target automatically moved to the side of the two of them.

He inspected the sheet metal for damage, then punched the sheet metal.

The piece of metal was unscathed.

The cute boy just felt baffled.

The reaction of the weapons shop owner was strange.

The cute boy asked: "Old Jin, do you know this thing?"

"I know," Lao Jin's voice was unusually calm, "I know it even when it turned into ashes. I used to be a member of them, heh, there are too many rules and regulations, cold, rigid, like a ruthless war machine. So I gave up everything, I would rather wander in the wasteland, and finally come to the city of giants. It is free enough and attractive enough.”

His tone eased: "Mengnan, you don't need to know these things, it has nothing to do with you. Anyway, the giant spirit glory company will hold on first if the sky falls; if you really can't hold on, just drive a car and be a wasteland There's nothing wrong with being homeless. Here, here you go."

Lao Jin threw out a card, and the cute man hurriedly caught it.

He continued: "This thing is useless, there are only a lot of dynamic passwords. Even if it is cracked in the end, it is just a line of useless information. I remember you have a network hacker friend, right? You can give her some exercise. "

The cute boy looked back and forth at the card.

On one corner of the card, there is a tiny badge logo, a combination of swords, gears and wings.

"This is...an organization?" Meng Nan asked.

The weapon shop owner kept smiling, noncommittal.

He said: "The technical module for electromagnetic acceleration of bullets will be given to you, no, it's half sold and half free, Cheng Hui, one thousand Groschen."

The cute boy showed a bitter face.

What kind of profiteering behavior is this, like digging a small hole in a watermelon to see its color, and asking customers to buy the whole melon.

"I'll buy it." The cute man nodded.

When he walked out of the weapon shop, he was so poor that he didn't even have enough money to buy a glass of the cheapest drink at the Beauty Bar.

The cute boy was thinking: "What is that piece of metal?"

……

"Some kind of specialty metal?"

Brother Wolf dug out a broken metal plate from the sand.

Night in the Wasteland is full of dangers.

Even the camps set up by the players outside the mutant's lair have been relocated several times to safer places.

Most of the players went offline or returned to the bustling Giant Spirit City. Only the loyal hunting enthusiasts among the players stayed in the camp, bragging while eating the skewered meat.

Eating in the game will not make you fat in reality; this has attracted many food lovers.

The bonfire crackled, illuminating the tall surrounding walls made of abandoned cars and sand and stones.

There were strange cries of various mutants in the distance, and pairs of green eyes moved in the darkness.

"Humph!"

Brother Wolf struggled to climb in from the hidden support frame with the heavy metal sheet on his back.

"Brother Wolf!" A player noticed, "I was taken aback. I thought it was a mutant crawling in."

He put down the metal piece and leaped swiftly to the campfire.

"Here! Freshly grilled meat skewers!"

Brother Wolf took the meat skewer and took a bite.

This piece of metal was found in a strange explosion crater.

When he got close to it, he felt his skin heat up, like being in the sun.

[You are approaching a nuclear radiation source, please pay attention to safety]

If it weren't for this prompt from the game panel, he wouldn't have reacted so quickly.

What's even more strange is that all the debris of the wreckage was dug away, and only this piece was buried in the sand, probably because it was not exposed to nuclear radiation.

Brother Wolf has never seen anything like this in Giant Spirit City.

What is the giant spirit company hiding?
"Brother Wolf," the player said, "do you feel that the wind is getting stronger? The bonfire here has been blown out once. It's a new player who just ran out and dug something with the traditional technology of his hometown. Pit, in order to light a fire in the strong wind."

"Yes," Brother Wolf felt the same way, "The wind in the wasteland is getting stronger."

Roar--

The mutants in the distance let out terrifying cries.

Uncharacteristically, they accelerated back to their nests.

A handful of sand was sprinkled from the sky, causing the players around the campfire to squint their eyes.

"Today's situation is not right," Brother Wolf frowned. "Everyone, go back to Giant Spirit City. We can't stay in the wasteland anymore."

(End of this chapter)