Chapter 348: Rocket Launcher!

The Rat King placed a cup of clear water on the low table in front of Cheng Shuili, while holding a cup of amber‑colored liquor himself, and sat opposite her.

"Then," the Rat King lightly swayed the wine cup, his gaze passing through the hazy steam, landing on Cheng Shuili, "let me guess, our newly appointed His Majesty the King, what good items in my storage have caught your eye? Could it be that after seeing the wolves' pups' gear, you also want to buy some?"

Cheng Shuili paused; this fellow actually guessed completely correctly.

Why?

Did he notice the motion of her rubbing wolf fangs before speaking?

Although unbelievable, it seems to be the only explanation.

After all, the Rat King is a beastman, so the world he sees is probably quite different from that of us humans.

Since the other side has made their intention clear, Cheng Shuili got straight to the point: "You guessed correctly. I'm very interested in the rocket launchers used by the wolf clan and hope to purchase a batch. Of course, if there are other high‑power weapons suitable for defending a stronghold, I'm also keen to learn about them."

"A batch?"

The Rat King repeated those two words once more, but his tone was completely different from before.

Without waiting for Cheng Shuili's reaction, the Rat King lifted his staff and tapped the floor before speaking: "You can't afford that many right now. This kind of big piece isn't a pistol‑type trifle; even the price of a single rocket projectile is comparable to a pistol."

"Those wolf pups' gear was distributed uniformly when each race was first establishing itself. I didn't expect they would actually use it in front of you."

The Rat King's words were like a small stone dropped into a calm lake, sending ripples through Cheng Shuili's mind.

It wasn't the price; she was no longer the survivor who worried about three meals a day and weapons.

Recalling the Game Coin balance on the panel, her confidence was far greater than the Rat King imagined.

Cheng Shuili was simply a bit moved.

Turns out the wolf clan doesn't have many rocket launchers either.

When she first summoned those wolf‑clan beastmen, the way they treated the rocket projectiles as free made Cheng Shuili think the items were easy to obtain.

Now she realizes it too late.

Those wolf‑clan beastmen probably wanted to perform better in front of her, the "king." Strictly speaking, she has been enjoying the wolf clan's conveniences without doing anything for them.

Cheng Shuili pressed her lips together; this time it truly hurt.

"Think it's pricey?"

The Rat King's voice remained the same, but his tone carried a contemptuous sense of obviousness.

Those words pulled Cheng Shuili back to reality.

She didn't retort immediately; she simply lifted her water cup, took a sip, maintained a composed demeanor, and then spoke calmly: "Price isn't the issue; value and quantity are. Perhaps you could first tell me the price of a single rocket launcher with its basic ammunition? Also, regarding the batch you mentioned, what's the minimum quantity?"

A barely perceptible appreciation flickered in the Rat King's eyes; he liked doing business with clear‑headed, goal‑oriented people.

He set down his wine cup, interlaced his hands on his staff, and for the first time looked straight at this nominal friend.

"Single‑person rocket launcher, universal model, highly compatible, relatively easy to maintain. Unit price, in Game Coin."

The Rat King quoted a figure, watching Cheng Shuili's reaction; seeing her expression unchanged, he continued, "The matching high‑explosive rocket projectiles are 1,000 Game Coin each. For the first transaction, I can provide a small combat unit setup: three launchers with thirty rockets. Total… 250,000 Game Coin. That can be considered the starting point of a batch."

Two hundred fifty thousand.

That figure is indeed sizable; not to mention ordinary players, even the few on the wealth leaderboard would have to consider it carefully.

But Cheng Shuili had just checked her Game Coin balance, and the price was clearly still within an acceptable range.

For heavy firepower like a rocket launcher, this price is completely understandable.

Before having such weapons, player‑versus‑player was relatively fair; even Cheng Shuili, the Number One, had to obediently stay behind cover and dodge bullets.

But with this, everything changes; not to mention humans, a single rocket can even obliterate a bunker!

Let alone, this thing also works against monsters.

"The price is still reasonable."

Cheng Shuili nodded, not quibbling over the unit price.

The other side was clear, even giving her a discount of 20,000 Game Coin, which was already very sincere.

This slightly surprised the Rat King, who had been expecting a shocked expression from her.

Cheng Shuili, however, shifted the conversation and raised a more crucial question: "Then, what about ongoing ammunition supply and equipment maintenance? I don't want to buy a one‑time use item."

"Hehe, rest assured," the Rat King suppressed the hint of surprise and regained his merchant's composure.

"When I, the Rat King, do business, I value a steady flow. Ammunition supply is no problem as long as you pay the appropriate fee. As for maintenance… I can include a basic maintenance manual and offer paid technician guidance services."

"In short, everything must be paid in Game Coin."

Cheng Shuili felt a bit helpless, yet she knew that Game Coin was the only truth in this damned place.

Having no further comment on the shipment, she simply stood up and extended her hand to the Rat King: "250,000 Game Coin—let's have a pleasant cooperation."

The Rat King paused, then slowly rose, stood on a stool, and placed his hand into Cheng Shuili's.

Only then did Cheng Shuili realize she might have been a bit impolite.

Their hands slipped apart as soon as they touched.

The Rat King gently brushed his beard, without stepping down from the stool, and asked, "Do you, little friend, pay a deposit first or take the goods directly?"

When she next meets this little old man, unsure of when, Cheng Shuili naturally replies: "Directly take the goods. 250,000 Game Coin, I will pay now."

As soon as her words finished, a payment panel instantly popped up before her.

Cheng Shuili's expression remained unchanged as she raised her hand and pressed "Pay".

The 250,000 Game Coin arrived in the account immediately.

The Rat King, slightly surprised, glanced at the new notification he received, confirmed the amount was correct, and clicked confirm cheerfully.

"Pleasant cooperation, Your Majesty the King."

The Rat King's smile became much more sincere, and he tapped his staff again.

Soon, several rat‑beastman attendants carried three long, canvas‑covered metal crates into the room and gently placed them at the center.

"The goods are right here; you can inspect them."

The Rat King made a gesture inviting her.

Cheng Shuili stepped forward, lifting a corner of the canvas.

Inside the crate, dark metal launch tubes and orange‑yellow rockets were neatly arranged, emitting a cold metallic sheen and a faint smell of gunpowder.

"Very good."

Cheng Shuili nodded with satisfaction and covered the canvas again.

She tidied the Abyssal Ring's space, then finally placed the items into the ring.