Fortunately, Ye Li has many storage compartments in his car.

There's still room for a dozen or so piles of materials, each like a small mountain.

The only trouble is having to categorize all these things.

Fine gold, fine steel, fine iron...

Common plastics, high-grade plastics, rare plastics...

Common glass shards, high-grade glass shards, rare glass shards...

Monster gland sac, Night Demon serum...

There are also many different kinds of production drawings.

Ye Li hummed a little tune as she organized the materials.

Different materials are placed in different car storage compartments.

It will be convenient to retrieve when needed.

The chat channel was buzzing with excitement.

The team leaders who thought they had the game in the bag but were ultimately outmaneuvered took to the chat channel to hurl insults.

"Which bastard stole my gun at the last minute? Step forward, and I promise I won't kill you."

"Hahaha~ That's right, I stole it. Come and hit me, you idiot."

"Fine, fine, Fang Tangjing, is that it? Just don't let me run into you..."

"Despicable, shameless, vile, base..."

"..."

"Hey bro, do you have any more guns? Could you sell a few more?"

"Waaaaah, boss, I've always been poor since I was little. I never had enough to eat, and I'm physically weak with osteoporosis. I have no way of dealing with those dangerous monsters. If you could give me a pistol, I would thank you not only, but also your ancestors for eight generations."

"Uh... upstairs, have you no shame?"

"Face? How much per pound? Can it kill Soul-Devouring Beasts?"

"Hey, you guys who managed to snag one, hurry up and test the power of the Perfect-grade Explosive Bullet!"

"Yeah, yeah, let's try it quickly. If it's good, I'll buy some too..."

"Hey bro, do you sell individual bullets? Can you name a price?"

"..."

After Ye Li finished organizing all the materials, he sat back in the massage chair in the passenger seat and began to check the messages in the chat channel.

Many people are curious about the Perfect-Grade Explosive Bullet and hope he can demonstrate its power.

Ye Li leaned against the car window and looked around, surveying the desolate wilderness outside.

Apart from exposed rocks and endless wasteland, there was simply no target to test the power of the Perfect-grade Explosive Bullet.

Just as he was feeling somewhat helpless, he suddenly heard a crisp notification sound on the screen.

"Ding~"

Ye Li looked down and saw that Zhao Lu had sent him a video.

In the video, Zhao Lu holds the perfect-grade Desert Eagle, pulls the trigger, and fires a bullet.

The bullet struck the head of a snake-dog that lunged at her with perfect accuracy.

The next second.

A loud roar followed.

The snake-dog's head exploded instantly.

Only a perfect-grade explosive bullet possesses such power.

"~~~///(^v^)\\\~~~The Perfect-grade Explosive Bullet is very useful."

Zhao Lu followed up with a message.

"Um!"

Ye Li smiled slightly and gave a brief reply.

Save the video and send it to the chat channel.

"My God, one shot blew the monster's head off?"

"This...this isn't a bullet, it's a small C4 missile!"

"This power is already comparable to that of the Barrett."

"Master, I want to order a batch, please name your price."

"..."

A group of people in the chat channel were clamoring to buy it.

[Ye Li: The price isn't high. A perfect-grade explosive bullet only costs one unit of gunpowder and one piece of refined gold. Contact me if you're interested.]

"A piece of...refined gold?"

"A bullet?"

"Are your bullets made of gold?"

"After all, it's a perfect bullet, and one with such immense power. It wouldn't be surprising if it were made of gold."

"But you can't just trade a piece of refined gold for a single bullet, can you?"

"A single iron ingot can make 50 ordinary bullets."