Chapter 95

Overall, the effect looked just like a Hollywood blockbuster.

However, the screams and explosions echoing from all sides made it clear that this was absolutely not a Hollywood movie.

Its authenticity was beyond doubt.

Under the Gatling gun's fire, some unlucky passersby were instantly reduced to clouds of blood mist.

"Has America become this chaotic already?"

Lin Yi murmured.

What he didn't know, however, was that ever since cheap weapons had flooded into America,

severe riots had broken out all over the world.

The more a country was riddled with internal contradictions, the more severe the unrest became.

This was especially evident in America, a nation plagued by racism and immigration issues.

In some of America's most disorderly cities,

shop owners dared not even open their stores unless they were equipped with heavy firepower purchased from the DWS platform.

Because you never knew

when a gang of Black men armed with AKs, various models of submachine guns, and rocket launchers would rush into your store to shoplift everything for free.

These people were vicious and ruthless; rumor had it they were members of a Black-supremacist group in America.

In a short time, this group had expanded to several thousand members across multiple cities in America.

The most terrifying part was that these Black men used the money gained from their free shopping sprees to purchase weapons on a massive scale.

The police forces in major cities were completely powerless against them.

Since the officers were only equipped with light weapons, they found it difficult to confront such vicious criminals.

Over time, even when some city police received emergency calls, they refused to respond.

After all, for the meager monthly salary they earned, was it worth risking their lives against these Black men?

Bullets and shells, after all, have no eyes.

Finally, with no other choice, some regions began stationing National Guard troops, with armored vehicles and tanks parked on the streets.

But even so, American society failed to find peace.

Even the National Guard units were frequently attacked.

Nowadays in America, some Black men had become malignant tumors, committing every imaginable evil.

Of course, in response to the brutality of these Black men, the white factions within America were not about to back down.

Long-dormant white groups like the Ku Klux Klan and the Knights of the White Camelia began to revive.

These individuals draped themselves in white robes emblazoned with crosses and wore white pointed hoods.

Upon spotting any innocent Black person, they would unleash a barrage of machine-gun fire.

The white members of the KKK believed that Black people were trash and should be utterly exterminated.

America only needed white people.

These groups promoted white supremacy on the internet and through printed flyers.

In the past, the American government would have certainly arrested them or even banned such organizations outright.

But as the unrest caused by Black groups grew increasingly severe, failing to curb it would inevitably harm America's economy and international image.

At the very least, it would be completely indefensible in terms of human rights.

However, the American government found that relying solely on the National Guard yielded little success.

Instead, spontaneous civilian groups like the KKK proved quite effective in deterring Black criminals.

Thus, the American government began intentionally turning a blind eye to the KKK's expansion.

Consequently, the mutual attacks between Black groups and white factions in America triggered massive social problems.

Naturally, these were matters America desperately tried to conceal from the world.

Even when reported, such incidents were merely treated as ordinary shootings.

But the reality was far worse than anyone could imagine.

This time, the Black group actually intended to become the weapons agent for the DWS platform in America.

After deep contemplation, Lin Yi finally replied:

"Very well, I can offer your side a three percent commission!"

"Three percent is too low; I expect at least eight percent, with the rate increasing progressively based on sales volume!"

"Eight percent is too high; five percent is the maximum. Regarding sales volume, I can increase your commission by one percent for every million dollars in sales,

capped at ten percent!"

Lin Yi said after a moment's thought.

To be honest, he had already considered the issue of sales agents before.

After all, weapons were not food or daily necessities; they weren't essential items.

Therefore, many people held the mindset of avoiding purchase if possible.

But with sales agents, these potential customers could be won over and incorporated into the client base.

For Lin Yi, who enjoyed substantial profits,

sacrificing a few percentage points to gain a segment of the consumer market was a bargain anyone would welcome.

Not to mention that the location was America;

Lin Yi had a goal: to make weapons a necessity for every citizen in America.

Even kindergarteners would have a gun placed in their schoolbags by their parents.

Then, whenever they saw someone they disliked, they could simply fire a shot.

Just thinking about it feels wonderful.

(PS: For the new book, I beg for flowers, tips, and review tickets; your support is the author's motivation!)

After finalizing the deal with the Negro agent, Lin Yi checked the time; it was already past one in the morning.

Thus, he closed the reply interface.

The system would now take over the administrator account and activate the auto-reply function.

After soaking for a while in the massive bathtub in the bathroom, he returned to the master bedroom and soon fell into a deep sleep.

In this way, Lin Yi acted as a tech tycoon by day,

and by night transformed into an arms dealer whose rise terrified the entire globe, a figure whose growth trajectory could only be described as terrifying,

poised to become the world's sole weapons e-commerce platform.

At this moment, news of the M1A2 Abrams main battle tank's price had not yet leaked out,

and the incident had not yet fermented.

However, it was believed that soon, as the number of Diamond VIP clients increased,

this news would inevitably be impossible to conceal.

At that time, it was hard to imagine the reaction of those developed nations led by the Ugly Country.

Would these nations truly go mad?

Upon learning this price, would the military-industrial complexes collectively spit blood?

However, the one thing Lin Yi was certain of was that once this matter was exposed,

the global military industry would suffer a baptism equivalent to a nuclear strike.

The next day, as usual, Lin Yi still woke up at five in the morning.

As someone from the mountains, even if he slept very late, years of habit had ingrained this biological clock within him.

Back in his hometown, at this hour, the young Lin Yi would have already risen to climb the mountain and cut pig grass.

Since pigs could not go a single meal without food, cutting pig grass could not be stopped for even a day.

Compared to other tasks, the labor of cutting pig grass was not particularly exhausting;

on the contrary, spending all four seasons outdoors amidst the natural cycles of spring rain, summer heat, autumn wind, and winter snow, Lin Yi instead found contentment and ease.

While cutting pig grass, he could not help but gaze toward the other side of the mountain.

In his childhood, what he longed for most was to know what lay beyond those mountains.

Later, he followed his father to the county town.

At that time, he felt the county town was bustling and filled with many people.