When Yang Zheng was collecting the little people's corpses, he specifically counted them, and there were a total of 137.
Among them were seven corpses, all dressed in black robes.
Judging from their appearance, they were clearly not from the same organization or faction as these soldiers in yellow uniforms.
"Yeah, they definitely wanted to team up to hunt down the giants, but they certainly didn't expect that with so many heavy weapons, they would be killed by the giants instead..."
I checked my phone, and it was already noon.
I only have an hour and a half left before I shrink, so I need to hurry.
Thinking of this, Yang Zheng immediately picked up a small human corpse and began to search it carefully.
First, a shoulder bag was lifted into the air, opened, and placed on the ground. Then, the little figure was lifted by its feet, turned upside down, and shaken vigorously inside the bag.
In an instant, dozens of tiny rifle bullets, along with cigarettes, matches, and other odds and ends, tumbled into his satchel.
Ding ding!
Suddenly, a series of soft metallic clanging sounds caught his attention.
Looking down, I found a dozen or so coins, each about the size of a soybean, at the bottom of the bag.
"coin?"
"Why do these little soldiers have coins on them? Could it be their pay?"
Yang Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly took out a magnifying glass to observe carefully.
After observing for a while, the corners of his mouth gradually turned up, showing great surprise.
Not a coin!
It is a silver dollar, a genuine silver dollar cast from silver.
Although it's only the size of a soybean now, if we take it back to Earth and wait six hours for it to grow larger, it's estimated to be about the size of a silver coin from the Republic of China era.
A single silver dollar can weigh several tens of grams.
This is valuable!
Looking at the remaining hundred or so little human corpses, Yang Zheng's smile grew even wider. He had a vague premonition that he might make a lot of money today.
Get this done quickly and go back.
After searching one of the little figures, they moved on to the next little figure's body for further searching.
Holding the corpse upside down, they repeated the process, shaking it against the satchel until it tipped over.
A series of crisp sounds rang out. This time, Yang Zheng saw it very clearly. In addition to pouring out a lot of ammunition from the little man, he also poured out seven or eight mini silver coins.
Judging from the appearance, each of the little soldiers was carrying silver coins.
That makes sense. If they're going to risk their lives to hunt giants, they must be getting a very generous pay. Otherwise, who would risk death to enter this dangerous primeval forest?
Continue, continue.
Today is the day I'll be rich!
Yang Zheng grinned from ear to ear as he continued searching the little man's corpse.
For the rest of the time, Yang Zheng's grin never stopped.
Each of the little soldiers had a silver coin hidden on its body.
Some have dozens, while others have only two or three.
In addition, he also covered the bodies of several of the little soldiers with gambling paraphernalia such as dominoes and dice.
It seems that these soldiers from another world also like to gamble; otherwise, why would some soldiers have many silver coins while others only have two or three?
It took him a full hour to search all the more than one hundred corpses in front of him.
The silver dollars, bullets, and other odds and ends they found almost filled half of their satchel.
According to estimates, at least two thousand silver dollars were just recovered from these 137 dwarf corpses.
However, apart from silver dollars, there were no other valuables, such as gold or jewelry.
On closer inspection, it makes sense. These soldiers in yellow uniforms, judging from their roguish attire, are probably not regular soldiers. They don't even have rank insignia or badges on them.
They were probably a bunch of low-level bandits raised by some insignificant warlord faction.
People like that probably spend any money they have on eating, drinking, gambling, and whoring. Why would they want gold and jewelry?
I checked the time again; it was already 1 p.m.
He had to be back in the real world before 1:30.
Thinking of this, he untied the belt around his waist and took off the giant shrinkable net bag on his back.
There is one last Thunderclap rocket launcher left unused in the net bag, so we'll leave it for now.
All those mini cannons, mini heavy machine guns, mini rifles, and ammunition on the ground, if put together, probably wouldn't even weigh as much as a gas cylinder.
He could easily pack it all up and take it back with him.
However, because the rifles were so small, they would likely leak out of the mesh if simply placed inside the bag, so they had to be tied together to prevent them from falling out.
As for the seventeen palm-sized heavy machine guns and the six mini cannons, which, even with their barrels, were less than thirty centimeters long, they could simply be stuffed into sturdy mesh bags.
These two heavy weapons are quite large and simply cannot fall out.
Yang Zheng opened the net bag, first stuffing in six mini cannons, and then stuffing in seventeen heavy machine guns.
The remaining 165 slender rifles were simply divided into several small bundles with rope, and then stuffed into a gap in the mesh bag.
There were also dozens of ammunition boxes, which seemed to be no bigger than matchboxes. They could be stuffed directly into the satchel full of silver dollars.
Soon, Yang Zheng, carrying a full load of military weapons, strode towards the hillside where the teleportation portal was located.
Right now.
He could clearly feel a burning pain in many parts of his body, including his cheeks, neck, arms, thighs, and calves.
Those are the places where the bullets hit.
I have to get back quickly and find a way to remove all the bullets that are embedded deep in my flesh.
Otherwise, if the bullets inside my body suddenly grow larger after six hours, I'll probably die on the spot!
Thinking of this, he felt a sudden, inexplicable panic and immediately quickened his pace.
Because his body was enhanced by the alien fruit, his physique became stronger and his strength at least doubled.
Therefore, the weight he was carrying was nothing to him.
In less than ten minutes, Yang Zheng ran all the way to the foot of the hill.
Just as we were about to climb to the top of the hillside.
Sudden,
A long, resonant cry echoed from the distant sky.
The long cry had a strong penetrating power, as if it would spread throughout the entire world.
"What was that sound? It was so loud!"
Yang Zheng's expression changed slightly. He quickly turned around and looked up in the direction from which the sound came.
Hundreds of meters away, a large, snow-white bird was seen flying rapidly in the sky, its long tail feathers particularly striking under the sunlight.
Upon seeing this, Yang Zheng was taken aback. "Why does this big white bird look so familiar? I feel like I've seen it somewhere in the small world before?"
While I was still wondering, the bright white bird had already disappeared into the distance.
Yang Zheng pondered for a moment, then quickly climbed to the top of the mountain.
Arriving at the location where the portal always appears, I took out the Tai Chi Bead.
As the portal between the two worlds opened, he stepped inside without hesitation...
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