Gamers Are Fierce-Chapter 89 Shopping

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Automatic rifle, check. Hand grenade, check. Molotov cocktail, check. Fast-acting anesthetic, check. Bulletproof vest, check...

Li Ang, who had just gotten home from school, was in the living room tallying up his gear and stuffing it into his backpack. He threw on a duckbill cap and stepped out of the residential complex, entering a public restroom situated in a surveillance blind spot. Inside a stall, he donned a trench coat to complete his disguise. Carrying a briefcase containing Fire Rat Fur, he exited the restroom with the demeanor of an ordinary office worker and hailed a taxi to the park.

In the park, Liu Wu Dai, clad head to toe, had been waiting for quite some time. Upon receiving a message from Li Ang, he quietly placed the briefcase full of cash under a streetlight and, pretending as if nothing had happened, walked straight towards the fountain.

Li Ang, observing from afar with binoculars, sent a message through their friend link, "The Fire Rat Fur is in the weeds at the southwest corner of the lake."

Liu Wu Dai naturally stood up and walked towards the south side of the park. After confirming no one nearby was paying attention, Li Ang adjusted the collar of his trench coat, pulled his mask tight, and went to retrieve the briefcase.

The trade was thereby completed. Without a word, Liu Wu Dai transferred the remaining Game Coin to Li Ang after confirming receipt of the goods.

Trading between players was just that troublesome; buying and selling an item was as elaborate as arms dealers meeting up.

In any event, the absence of complications was the best outcome. Upon leaving the park, Li Ang weighed the briefcase to make sure there were no tracking devices inside. He then took a taxi and switched between several subway and bus lines, only removing his disguise once he was safely home.

"TSK TSK TSK. Finally seeing some actual money."

In the living room, Li Ang drew the curtains and poured stacks of Yuan and U.S. Banknotes onto the floor. Liu Wu Dai had been quite cooperative; all the notes were non-sequential and had changed hands multiple times, ready to be used at any moment.

Li Ang’s account balance still held over 3,000 Game Coin, which would be over 30,000,000 if converted to cash, not to mention the equipment and items he owned.

If all of it were converted to cash, he would be a hidden tycoon with many, many "small goals" to achieve. The pain of possessing a fortune without a clear way to use it was finally eased by the fragrant smell of paper money. Li Ang fondly caressed the lovely notes, a wide grin spreading across his face.

"HEH HEH HEH. HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH."

Chai Cuiqiao, hiding under the large black umbrella, shuddered and couldn’t help sticking her head out. "You have such a vulgar laugh. Is getting some cash really that exciting?"

"This is what they call ’new money after a long spell of poverty’," Li Ang said, glancing sideways at Chai Cuiqiao. "When I was very, very young, my biggest dream was to own a single one-yuan coin. You, born with a silver spoon in your mouth, will never understand."

Very, very young...

Chai Cuiqiao grew curious. Li Ang had only ever told her that he was taken to an orphanage at the age of seven, never revealing his experiences before that. A seven-year-old child would already have vivid memories, but as far as she knew, Li Ang had never once reminisced about his parents—not even once.

Chai Cuiqiao wanted to ask. But even after spending so much time together, and despite their symbiotic, mutually dependent relationship, she still lacked the confidence to get Li Ang to completely disclose his past.

She always felt... that if she asked, something very, very bad would happen...

Chai Cuiqiao watched as Li Ang happily stroked the stacks of bills, quietly burying her curiosity.

Having money naturally meant spending it. But what can one do with 300,000 Yuan and 300,000 US Dollars in modern society? Pay a down payment for a two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment in the suburbs of Yin City? Buy a luxury sports car? Invest in opening an internet cafe or a restaurant? ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Although a total of over 2,000,000 in cash wasn’t enough for an average person to achieve complete financial independence, for Li Ang, there were plenty of things he could do with that amount.

For low-level players, rather than desperately scraping together Game Coins to frugally purchase supernatural equipment, it was far more cost-effective to buy items from the almost omnipotent Taobao marketplace.

「The next day.」

Li Ang transferred the cash in several transactions to a bank card he had acquired from the black market and began shopping on Taobao.

First on the list was the Ducati Panigale V4 motorcycle. Completely red, its appearance was elegant and beautiful yet strikingly aggressive. It boasted 214 horsepower and was equipped with DTC (Traction Control), DWC (Wheelie Control), EBC (Engine Braking Control), DQS (Quick Shift), and DPL (Launch Control) systems, giving the rider the contrasting sensation of taming a gentle yet powerful steed.

Since players couldn’t fit large objects like sports cars in their inventory slots, high-performance motorcycles had become the most cost-effective means of transportation. After haggling with the Taobao seller, Li Ang used a secondary account to purchase the motorcycle for 280,000 Yuan, also receiving two free sets of motorcycle helmets, riding gear, and gloves.

After arranging for the seller to ship the motorcycle to a different location in Yin City, Li Ang continued browsing Taobao.

Next up was the DJI drone, model Mavic Pro Platinum. It had a flight time of up to 30 minutes, a maximum range of 13 km in windless conditions, and a maximum flight altitude of 5,000 m. Its remote control distance could reach an astonishing 7,000 m. It also featured obstacle-sensing capabilities and its own 4K camera, delivering unmistakably clear images and quick video and photo transmission.

The most terrifying part was that this thing sold for just under 9,000 Yuan... It was undeniable that DJI was an impressive company. A bona fide drone research and manufacturing company, it had effectively been turned into an arms supplier by the United States military, Middle Eastern tycoons, and military warlords in war-torn regions of Africa, all thanks to its products’ powerful features, reliability, and affordability.

The U.S. police used DJI drones for search and rescue, bomb detection, and surveillance of criminal suspects; the U.S. military employed them for special air force operations; and Black African warlords used them to pinpoint artillery coordinates. Some highly creative armed groups even attempted to strap a string of grenades onto DJI drones for explosive attacks—after all, the cheapest DJI drones cost only 2,000 to 3,000 Yuan, so their destruction wasn’t a major loss.

This could be considered a manifestation of the law of unintended consequences in the arms industry... From consumer products to military gear, the mixed feelings of DJI could probably only be understood by Toyota or Casio.

(Toyota pickup trucks, known for their rugged durability and affordability, are favored by illegal armed groups in Black Africa, terrorists, mercenaries, international security organizations, and even the U.S. military. And Casio... their F-91W digital watch holds a pivotal position in the creation of IEDs—improvised explosive devices.)

Li Ang spent 30,000 Yuan to buy three DJI Mavic Pro drones and their accessories, also shipping them to various locations to avoid attracting the attention of the Special Affairs Bureau.

Finally, Li Ang browsed Taobao a bit more and purchased some 10mm steel plates and higher-precision chemical instruments, among other items.

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