Chapter 71: Trade Completed

After you humans appeared, the trading post has gained a lot more items, but this thing still hasn't shown up. If it weren't for meeting you today,

Shu Shu Lao Tou shook their head.

"Old man I, I don't know how much longer I have to wait."

Cheng Shuili smiled; the price had already been settled, and now it was just a matter of the freebie. She held back a bit of emotion and asked: "Sir, how do you say this family business?"

"You can choose a weapon or a bulletproof vest; those large-area lethal weapons aren't really suitable for you. As compensation, I just said I'll give you some extra bullets."

Shu Shu Lao Tou, shaking their head and swaying, finished saying that string of words, then suddenly looked up and stared at Cheng Shuili, seriously saying: "We've agreed, 5000 Game Coin, plus an item of your choice. Nobody here can keep raising the price repeatedly; it's a promise. If you're human, you'll keep it, right?"

Cheng Shuili felt a strange hint of killing intent, a chill creeping up from her tailbone.

Just looking at this list, you can tell Shu Shu Lao Tou is no easy mark.

Cheng Shuili might have the thought of ripping him off, but she lacks the ability to do so.

Besides, Cheng Shuili had never heard anyone talk about such an encounter at the trading post, and besides, the system always likes to throw twist after twist after twist.

Her trust in the system is almost zero.

This led Cheng Shuili to suspect, before receiving the money, that it was a scam—cheating her out of her dropped items and then heavily humiliating her intelligence.

Cheng Shuili, holding back her expression, asked: "Sir, we're supposed to do cash on delivery, right? Your list has so many gun models—can you produce whichever I pick?"

Shu Shu Lao Tou gave a slight nod, using his eyes to signal Cheng Shuili: "Go ahead and choose."

In that case…

Then choose.

Cheng Shuili held the list and examined it carefully.

It listed seven categories: handguns, submachine guns, rifles, shotguns, sniper rifles, and protective gear.

There was also a column for explosive equipment; Shu Shu Lao Tou said he wouldn't let her choose from it, so Cheng Shuili didn't look that way.

The people of Long Guo generally don't know much about firearms, and Cheng Shuili is no exception; the last time she touched a gun was on an island.

Now she must also make a choice.

Cheng Shuili furrowed her brows, fell silent for a moment, then asked: "Sir, if I choose different firearms, does the amount of ammunition you give vary?"

"Of course." Shu Shu Lao Tou nodded, saying: "Rifles get 60 rounds, submachine guns get an extra 30 for a total of 90, while shotguns and sniper rifles get a bit less—only 30. As for handguns… with such a good opportunity, would you choose a handgun?"

Cheng Shuili revealed a standard smile, pointed at the list and showed it to Shu Shu Lao Ren, saying: "I want this one, an assault rifle."

Cheng Shuili chose an AK-12 assault rifle.

Considering the ammunition count, she immediately ruled out sniper rifles and shotguns. Handguns didn't even merit a thought.

What truly required deliberation were only the submachine gun with 240 rounds and the rifle with 180 rounds.

The submachine gun seemingly gives 30 extra rounds, but in reality, as soon as you pull the trigger, the ammo flows out like water—before you even see where the enemy is, it's gone.

This counts as Cheng Shuili's experience from previously playing a special forces soldier in the game.

Not many……

but it should be somewhat useful.

Shu Shu Lao Tou seemed quite surprised she chose a rifle, and deliberately asked: "You don't like submachine guns? I'll give you an extra 30 rounds, you know."

"Thank you for your kindness."

Cheng Shuili gripped the 【Oil Pollution Monster Core】 and said seriously: "Sir, as we agreed, cash on delivery. My goods are ready; what do you have to trade?"

Shu Shu Lao Ren nodded, his gaze sweeping over the 【Oil Pollution Monster Core】, revealing some satisfaction.

Cheng Shuili thought this old coot was about to reveal his dagger after exhausting his tricks, but he elegantly placed his hat on his own head, raised his hand, and lightly clapped twice.

If Cheng Shuili weren't standing in front of him, she definitely wouldn't hear a single clap.

But just those two extremely soft sounds—who knows where they came from—suddenly a large group of rat beastmen swarmed out, surrounding Shu Shu Lao Tou like stars holding up the moon.

Another rat beastman, dressed in a suit with a bow tie at his neck, approached Shu Shu Lao Tou's side and respectfully shouted: "Father."

Cheng Shuili was simply stunned.

But even more astonishing things were yet to come.

"I have struck a deal with this beautiful human lady."

Shu Shu Lao Tou slightly lifted his head; his tone was obviously calm, yet Cheng Shuili detected a hint of arrogance within it.

"Go fetch a rifle of that model, and bring along 60 rounds. Oh right," Shu Shu Lao Tou glanced at the already dazed Cheng Shuili standing there, and said calmly: "Add another ten, consider it a gift to this discerning human lady."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Shuili finally came to her senses, she lifted her smile again and said: "Thank you for your generosity, sir."

"No need to be polite."

At Shu Shu Lao Tou's command, the nearby rat sons and grandsons sprang into action, crowding together shoulder to shoulder, somehow managing to bring over the rifle Cheng Shuili had chosen by lifting their hands overhead.

Beside it were boxes loaded with ammunition.

The rat beastman nearest to Cheng Shuili lifted both hands and tossed that big killer into her arms.

Cheng Shuili hastily embraced it with both hands, lest it smash into the rat beastman in front of her.

Immediately afterward, Shu Shu Lao Tou swept his hand in front of Cheng Shuili, and she instantly received the system notification: "5000 Game Coin credited."

Adding this 5000, her game balance came to 9367.

Cheng Shuili had to retract her earlier words; that wasn't a windfall, but a reasonable reward after hard work.

Only today's encounter counts as a true windfall!

Cheng Shuili respectfully presented the 【Oil Pollution Monster Core】 with both hands to Shu Shu Lao Tou.

Shu Shu Lao Tou, also a man of taste, curled the corner of his mouth into a smile, sized her up for a moment, confirmed Cheng Shuili wasn't pulling any tricks, and placed the item into his chest pocket.

He then took off his hat, pinched it in his hand, and made a gentleman's gesture.

"A pleasant transaction, beautiful human; see you next time."

Cheng Shuili solemnly mirrored his gesture in return; raising her head, she asked: "Sir, will you still accept this kind of thing in the future?"

Shu Shu Lao Tou shook his head: "My collection is already complete; I won't come to guard the trading post anymore."

Cheng Shuili nodded, and saw the rat beastmen suddenly split open a neat road; immediately, all the rat beastmen watched as this miraculous old beastman, surrounded by his sons, slowly departed.

After the old rat beastman's silhouette disappeared, the other rat beastmen scattered like monkeys when a tree falls, each one running off, not knowing where they went.