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Chapter 917 Weapon Master

Since he needed to stay for a long time, Song Ziyu gave up the idea of ​​going back in the short term and began to make preparations to live here for a long time.

Now that you have this plan, you need to arm yourself well.

Let’s take a look at this zero-dimensional space to see what is worth buying.

The next day, Song Ziyu called Zhou Ning and began to get to know the city thoroughly.

"Where do you want to go?"

Zhou Ning asked.

"You can try any place worth visiting...take me to buy a house first."

Song Ziyu said.

Song Ziyu is very rich now, and it is estimated that buying a place to live will not be a problem at all.

But when Zhou Ning heard this, he smiled and said: "Song Ziyu, are you kidding? Except for those who are determined to do business, other time travelers really have no interest in selling houses here."

"Oh? Why is that?"

Song Ziyu asked curiously.

Zhou Ning explained: "Several reasons!"

"First of all, the housing prices here are very expensive, and ordinary people simply cannot afford it."

"Secondly, those who travel through time do not belong here. In the final analysis, they have no sense of belonging here, so few people make their home here."

"Finally, the life of a time traveler can be said to be very precarious. Death can happen anytime and anywhere on the battlefield. Everyone has all their money on strengthening themselves and their companions, and they don't have much thought about buying real estate.

"

Song Ziyu understood Zhou Ning's words and immediately asked: "Then where do you live?"

Zhou Ning said: "If you have any contribution points, stay in a hotel. If you really don't have any contribution points, you can sleep on the street."

Well, Song Ziyu is completely convinced.

It seems that this place is far more enlightened than the Yuxia country where I was back then.

Back then, homeless people sleeping on the streets would all be cleared away...

Well, as for how to clean up, there are many things that are difficult to say. Anyway, the market for living organ transplantation has always been very active.

After giving up the idea of ​​buying a house, Song Ziyu said to Zhou Ning: "Then take me to see the key areas here, any place worth visiting."

So Zhou Ning took the lead in taking Song Ziyu to a huge market.

The place was filled with people and the excitement was so lively that Song Ziyu found it incredible.

"Why are there so many people in this place? Are everyone keen on buying food and eating?"

Song Ziyu asked.

Zhou Ning smiled and said: "You are wrong, the market here is different from the ordinary market!"

Sure enough, Song Ziyu saw a man with a broken arm and a leg selling some "goods" at a stall not far away.

Those so-called goods are actually a set of 40-50% new armor and a modified short gun.

Holding the short gun in hand, Song Ziyu took aim and found that even the rifling of the gun was smoothed, and it was considered rubbish among rubbish.

"Can this thing of yours kill people?" Song Ziyu asked.

The man looked at Song Ziyu with a vicissitude of life and said, "Look carefully at the bullet."

After hearing this, Song Ziyu opened the camera amplifier and took out the bullet. Then Song Ziyu felt a terrifying murderous intention.

"Radioactive warhead?"

Song Ziyu asked tentatively.

"It's not just that!" The man grinned and said calmly, "Take a closer look."

Song Ziyu looked at the bullet attentively and found that the bullet was actually moving.

"This is……"

Song Ziyu was completely shocked.

The man explained:

"This is a biological bullet, which I developed specifically for silicon-based life forms."

"Let's go, don't be fooled by this guy. Look at his hands. His time-travel bracelet has fallen off, which proves that this guy is a complete loser... What is he really capable of? How could he be reduced to setting up a stall here?

?" Zhou Ning said.

But Song Ziyu didn't move because Song Ziyu saw the difference between the bullets.

"Can I have a test shot?" Song Ziyu asked.

The man shook his head and said: "This is the only bullet I have. You can only sell it, but you can't test it."

Song Ziyu heard this and said: "Why is there only this one? Can't you make it?"

The man said: "The raw materials for this kind of bullet need to be purchased with contribution points, and the machine tools and equipment for making the bullets also need to be purchased... I have no money to buy them anymore."

"I bought this gun and I'm going to try it now."

Finished!

Song Ziyu grabbed the bullet and loaded it into the barrel, then raised his hand and aimed at a robot guard being sold at the next stall.

Without saying anything, Song Ziyu raised his hand and shot.

The bullet came out of the gun and hit the robot's chest hard.

Accompanied by the sound of a cracking thunderbolt!

The robot shattered like glass.

"The power is pretty good."

Song Ziyu praised.

However, the problem now is that the bosses of the two stalls looked at Song Ziyu and said in unison: "Give me money!"

Song Ziyu paid very proudly, then looked at the one-armed man and asked, "What's your name?"

"what are you up to?"

The man made a deal, but still looked at Song Ziyu warily.

Song Ziyu asked: "What did you do before you were injured?"

The man spoke slowly

: "Isn't this nonsense you're asking? Wasn't I a time traveler before?"

"I mean your career!"

Song Ziyu said.

"I?"

The man's eyes dimmed, and then he said: "In my previous team, I was a weapons specialist master. In addition to daily combat, I was also responsible for providing the team with weapons and equipment repairs..."

"Stop talking so much nonsense, let me ask you, how are you doing now?"

Song Ziyu asked.

"The man smiled bitterly and said: "What else can I do? How can I live a good life now that I'm like this?"

"Did your previous team ignore you?"

Song Ziyu asked.

"My team...since that mission failed, I am the only cripple who has saved a life."

The man's tone was very sad, and he immediately explained his experience.

It turns out that when the man was in good health, he was also a moderate figure. In addition to being a time traveler himself, he also joined a team of powerful time travellers. However, while accepting a mission, the team suffered a disaster.

In the disaster, everyone died on the battlefield. The man, as a logistics worker, narrowly escaped death, but he also paid the price of a leg and a hand.

Now the man has become a useless person. After losing his time-traveling bracelet, he has become the bottom of the contempt chain in the zero-dimensional space. He can only survive by selling off the weapons and equipment of his former comrades.

After listening to the man's words, Song Ziyu asked: "Can you make the bullet that was shot just now?"

"Yes! But it requires machine tools and raw materials!" The man explained: "The previous machine tools and equipment have been lost in the plane battlefield."

"Do you want to have a stable job?"
Chapter completed!
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