Zheng Qing stared longingly at the sniper rifle on the table.

The Special Operations Bureau has plenty of weapons, but the number of survivors far exceeds the number of weapons, and there simply aren't enough to go around.

She had gotten the dagger herself, but then lost it in the desert.

In the current stage where the strugglers are not strong, a special forces soldier with a sniper rifle, along with two comrades, can be considered top-notch, if not invincible.

If Li Changzhou hadn't had an AK but lacked sniping skills, and the two beautiful girls hadn't needed it, he wouldn't have sold the gun.

Even if they were to sell, it would be to Zheng Qing, not to anyone who might become their enemy.

"How much?" Zheng Qing asked, looking as if she was about to have her arm chopped off.

"How much do you think is appropriate?" Li Changzhou looked into her eyes.

Zheng Qing was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "I don't have much money. You can't make money in the army."

Li Changzhou smiled and said, "Name your price."

"Sniper rifle: 20 game coins, 50,000 Da Xia coins; crossbow: 10 game coins, 20,000 Da Xia coins."

"That's too little!" Li Qianxia exclaimed instinctively.

Zheng Qing blushed.

On the forum, the starting price for a gun is 50 game coins or 500,000 Daxia coins, while some wealthy people offer millions.

In the early stages of the game, weapons are entirely a seller's market.

"Didn't the government give you any funds?" Yang Qinglan's voice was calm and pleasant, giving one the feeling of reading a book under the lamp.

“If the state pays for it, it belongs to the state. The Special Operations Bureau has a rule that any weapons that the strugglers acquire on their own belong to them. If the state doesn’t want them, it can buy them at a high price or exchange them for other resources.”

After explaining, Zheng Qing looked at Li Changzhou, who was deep in thought.

“I know this price is low, but I really don’t have the money. I can go into debt.”

“No need to worry about debts.” Li Changzhou stared at her. “I can sell it to you for this price.”

"Really?!" Zheng Qing leaned forward.

"Plus a few messages that do not violate discipline."

Zheng Qing shrank back and stopped talking, and Qinglan Bookstore fell silent.

Li Changzhou held the rim of the water glass with his right hand and shook the ice cubes. The ice cubes collided with the glass, making a crisp sound.

Yang Qinglan glanced in this direction.

Li Changzhou put down his cup.

Yang Qinglan looked away.

Li Qianxia smiled secretly.

“Leaking information... is a violation of discipline.” Zheng Qing was in a dilemma.

"Don't worry," Li Changzhou assured him, "we won't resell the information you provided. You know, we know, no third party will get the information from us."

Zheng Qing frowned, deep in thought.

“Officer Zheng,” Yang Qinglan said softly, “you serve the country and work in the most dangerous Special Operations Bureau. You need to protect yourself and the country’s weapons. We are not bad people either. We don’t want to do anything that would betray the country. Gathering information is only to protect ourselves.”

Zheng Qing sighed deeply and said, "Okay."

She definitely needs to protect herself.

"I'll only say one."

"Please speak."

Zheng Qing glanced at the shop door and lowered her voice:

"I heard this by chance. In the value game, besides us struggling players with black cards, there is a group of players with white cards. The game calls them 'the destroyers'."

Li Qianxia and Yang Qinglan looked at Zheng Qing.

"The destroyer of the world?" Li Changzhou repeated the word.

“Yes.” Zheng Qing nodded. “According to that…the world destroyer who practically ‘surrendered’, their mission is to exterminate existing species, and the world will reward them if they succeed.”

"What reward?" Li Qianxia blurted out.

"Identity: the creator, the ruler, the chief administrator of the new world."

...The concept was so vast that none of the three of them felt it was real.

Weren't we discussing the 500,000? Why did we suddenly switch to world domination?

“The world is on their side.” Li Changzhou tapped his fingers on the table.

The doctor was right, he was indeed normal; it was Li Qianxia and Yang Qinglan who were abnormal.

"So, does that mean we black card players are doomed to lose?" Li Qianxia asked in surprise.

“No.” Yang Qinglan didn’t show much emotion. “Since the world has given us a chance and hasn’t directly destroyed us, either we can’t do it, or we’ve followed the rules set by the world itself—survival of the fittest.”

“That’s right!” Zheng Qing nodded in agreement. “According to the white card player who turned himself in, the world doesn’t force them to complete any tasks. They can even help the struggling and ordinary people.”

"But if we don't help, can we gain dominion over the new world?" Li Changzhou confirmed.

Zheng Qing hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

“Then there will definitely be a lot of white card players who will go against the whole world!” Li Qianxia said confidently.

“Qianxia, ​​we are now going against the world,” Yang Qinglan corrected her.

"I always feel like the world just wants to stir things up. Value games, black cards, and white cards are just tools," Li Changzhou said casually with a smile.

Li Qianxia rolled her eyes at him and said irritably, "Brother, how can you still laugh? What kind of time is this!"

"If crying would be useful, I could cry," Li Changzhou said indifferently.

He ignored his sister and said to Zheng Qing, "Officer Zheng, this information is very useful. The deal is complete."

"Thank you," Zheng Qing said gratefully.

She was eager to grab the sniper rifle, but then suddenly remembered something, withdrew her hand, and started transferring money.

30 game coins and 70,000 Da Xia coins, which are paid in cash.

The three players each received 10 game tokens and 23,300 coins. They decided to use the extra 100 coins to buy something to eat later, such as stinky tofu, wolf tooth potatoes, and watermelon.

"So much money! Ah—I'm going to sleep up here tonight!" Li Qianxia exclaimed, clutching the seven bundles of banknotes that hadn't been divided yet. "Brother! Quick, take a picture!"

Li Changzhou took out his phone and said, "Take a picture of me later too!"

Zheng Qing put away her sniper rifle and crossbow, and looked at the brother and sister curiously: "Are you two so short of money?"

“When I first heard the flute in my freshman year, I thought it was a bamboo flute. I didn’t even know it was a Western musical instrument. Do you think we’re short of money?” Li Changzhou said while taking pictures.

"You have quite a few ways to express poverty," Yang Qinglan said, as if in admiration.

"You can be poor long enough."

Li Changzhou wanted her to notice the difference between his two statements, but he didn't want her to, because he was currently penniless and powerless.

"Okay, take the picture!" Li Changzhou handed his phone to his sister.

"No! I want to hold you a little longer!" Li Qianxia refused to let go.