Chapter 50 You're an arms dealer, aren't you?

Inside the helicopter, the man who had just thrown the explosives stood at the boarding gate and sneered.

"Why do we have to kill such a small fry? The organization sent a helicopter with explosives. It's like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut. We can take care of her without even using firearms once she's out."

The Kill Me organization is a small faction within the Seed Base.

The organizers must have been quite powerful before the apocalypse, and they should have been able to acquire supplies such as helicopters and firearms after the apocalypse.

They gathered some capable people, or those with special abilities, to go outside and search for supplies to take for themselves.

They also hunt zombies and search for crystal cores.

It's a benign organization, and seed bases generally don't interfere.

But if someone asks them to commit murder, they'll take it as long as the price is right.

The driver laughed, "There's no way around it. They offered us too much. They said if we could take care of this guy named Meng Shiwan, they'd give us a small granary. Who could refuse that? The sooner we kill him, the sooner we can go back and report."

The man glanced at the raging fire below. "Don't worry, it's all set. Those explosives won't just blow up one RV, they could blow up ten of them to smithereens. Even if she has metal-type superpowers, she can't withstand it. Let's call it a day."

The driver said, "Let's wait a bit longer. The client wants video of her death scene. They're going to such lengths to deal with someone who wiped out their entire family. I really don't know what kind of deep-seated hatred they have."

The man peered down, "I'm definitely going to die... Hmm, something seems off."

He stared at it intently, then looked again. "Something really does seem off."

Below, the road surface was riddled with craters, and a vacuum zone had been created around the RV, where not a single zombie could be seen.

But that RV remained parked there steadily, the winch rollers on the front of the vehicle still spinning.

According to their assumptions, the RV would inevitably be torn to pieces in the explosion.

After being roasted over a large fire, it will probably end up as nothing more than an empty shell.

Now, apart from a thick layer of black dust on its surface, the RV is still in perfect condition.

"Impossible! How could this be? Even if the car owner is a metal-type ability user, after reinforcing the RV, it's impossible for it to withstand this amount of explosives. How could this be?"

The ability users in the base are all low-level. Those metal-type ability users simply cannot upgrade the entire RV, from top to bottom, to the point where it can withstand explosives.

Even if it were possible, the glass and tires would have to be damaged first.

Why were the glass and tires also intact?

The man stood inside the helicopter, his face filled with disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

Just as he was wondering what was going on, two jets of water suddenly shot out from the windshield of the RV below, and the windshield wipers slid slowly, sweeping away the dust that was clinging to the window.

Such a ridiculous and pointless act seemed to be the greatest mockery of his earlier outburst.

The man was furious. "She's mocking me! Is she mocking me?..."

The next second, reality told him, yes, this was blatant mockery.

Meng Shiwan leaned against the windshield and gave him the middle finger.

The man's face turned pale with anger. He went back into the helicopter, picked up the explosives, and said, "I don't care what she's capable of. I just don't believe I can't blow her up."

He prepared to throw the newly acquired explosive charge.

Meng Shiwan was not afraid at all; in fact, she was even thinking about how to kill them.

They dared to mess with her; she wouldn't let them leave unscathed.

"System, do you have any weapons?"

The system voice sounded, "Yes, but you don't have a crystal core."

Meng Shiwan: ...

"You really have everything! You're not just a motorhome system, you're practically here to do business!"

"Give me a weapon that can blow up that helicopter. I'll pay you back double the crystal cores I owe you."

The system is genuinely committed to any business that generates crystal cores.

"I'll set up an online store for you, you can choose whatever you like."

A virtual screen appeared in front of Meng Shiwan, displaying rows of goods that dazzled her.

She was dumbfounded. "What kind of RV system are you talking about? You're an arms dealer, aren't you?"

The entire screen was filled with all sorts of weapons, some she had seen before and some she had never seen before.

He sells everything from small items like pistols and grenades to medium-sized items like airplanes and tanks, and large items like missiles and nuclear bombs.

Meng Shiwan was numb, this time she was really numb.

Right under her nose, this system transformed from a not-so-smart system into a ruthless profiteer of crystal cores, and now it has become the biggest arms dealer.

She was truly afraid that this system would even sell spaceships next.

"System, what else do you not know? Show me, show me everything now."

The system thought for a moment, "That's about it, I don't have any other abilities."

Meng Shiwan could only chuckle and say, "You'd better tell the truth."

This system has been constantly redefining Meng Shiwan's understanding since its inception.

She felt that she wouldn't be too surprised if the system came up with something else.

She glanced at the page; the variety of weapons was dazzling, and the prices were so high they were heartbreaking.

And she can't afford to buy any of them, because she doesn't have a single crystal core right now.

The first one in the top left corner is the ability replenishment fluid. The icon shows a thin, cylindrical bottle filled with a clear liquid.

The icon below shows fifty crystal cores.

It turned out to be the cheapest of all the products.

The second one is the power-enhancing fluid, which comes in the same thin, cylindrical bottle, but the liquid inside is not transparent; it's somewhat whitish.

The price is shown below: 100 crystal cores.

The third item was a square, metallic-colored explosive charge, described as, "A new type of chemical explosive charge, extremely powerful, use with caution."

Valued at 150 crystal cores.

The next one is another explosive charge, but it requires two hundred crystal cores.

The penniless Meng Shiwan, recalling her earlier boast of repaying double,

"Um... I want this explosive pack worth 150 crystal cores."

They say it's a new type of chemical explosive, incredibly powerful; blowing up a helicopter wouldn't be an exaggeration.

A bomb appeared in front of her, instantly making her owe the system three hundred crystal cores.

Meng Shiwan, who had never worried about money for twenty years, experienced the taste of poverty.

A large number of zombies were cleared out in the previous explosion.

The fire was quickly extinguished after the bombs were no longer flammable.

The two people in the helicopter looked down at the still intact RV and were more terrified than if they had seen a ghost.

"The RV is still intact? What material is it made of? It's so resistant to being blown up."

"There's a reason why the client offered such a high price to kill her. She's really not easy to kill, and things are getting a bit complicated."

The two were a bit bewildered, unable to find a solution for the moment when faced with the RV below that resembled a tortoise shell.

Suddenly, the roof of the RV slowly rose up.

Their target emerged from the RV, stood on the hood, wearing a long nightgown, with her long hair down, and carrying an iron box.

She slowly raised her head, and a smile played on her beautiful face, which made the two of them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and suddenly felt a chill to the bone.