After the meal, Wang Zhi and the other five put on their Weight-bearing Suits and went to the training ground to continue their practice. Since Wang Zhi's injury hadn't fully healed, he couldn't engage in strenuous activities and could only watch the others train from the side.
Coincidentally, he also saw Tang Qilin standing nearby, watching the team members train.
Out of boredom, Wang Zhi walked over and greeted him, "Captain Tang, training?"
Tang Qilin turned his head, glanced at Wang Zhi, said nothing, and immediately turned his head back to continue watching the women on the field.
Damn it! He was showing off again! Wang Zhi almost forgot Tang Qilin's arrogant, disdainful demeanor.
"I heard you ran into mutated pythons?"
Just as Wang Zhi was about to leave, Tang Qilin spoke up.
"How did you know?"
"That's none of your concern. Being able to come back alive from an encounter with mutated fierce beasts shows you have some skill."
Although Tang Qilin said that, he failed to mention that they only managed to escape after sacrificing the lives of dozens of people.
"It seems you know a lot about them?"
"Heh, I know a thing or two."
"Then perhaps you could share?" Wang Zhi asked.
"Why should I tell you?" Tang Qilin glanced dismissively at Wang Zhi.
True enough, the other party had no reason to tell him anything. Wang Zhi could only leave, disgruntled.
Wang Zhi was surprised that Tang Qilin knew about the mutations; judging by his tone, it sounded like he had firsthand experience.
Several hours later, during the intermission, Wang Zhi planned to take the group to pick out some better weaponry while prices were temporarily lowered, as most of the blades they currently carried were already damaged.
Before heading to the Weapon Hall, Wang Zhi had already set a rule: everyone's budget was to be kept under 1000 Survival Points. What they bought was irrelevant, as long as it stayed within that limit.
After establishing the ground rules, the group arrived at the Weapon Hall. The staff in charge immediately greeted Wang Zhi and his team enthusiastically. For Dawn Tower, Wang Zhi's crew was practically their biggest set of patrons, coming by every few days to purchase ammunition and weapons. If this establishment offered VIP status, they would surely have issued one to Wang Zhi's team.
"Most of the weapons here have seen a slight price reduction. What are you looking for?"
"Go take care of your business for now. We will look around ourselves and call you when we've decided."
After sending the person in charge away, Wang Zhi started browsing the weapon menu on the system interface himself.
In the end, Wang Zhi selected a .50 caliber Desert Eagle and two military Daggers, totaling 300 Survival Points.
Fatty bought a P90-Tiger Roar submachine gun, prized for its high rate of fire and large magazine capacity, making it lethal at short to medium range. It came with a silencer, a holographic sight, and 500 rounds of ammunition, costing 900 Survival Points.
Jia Liuli didn't buy anything new; she only had her Ye Linglong maintained and re-forged, which cost 50 Survival Points for maintenance.
Zhang Ming purchased an M-10-Laxington pistol. This gun was specially developed by Dawn Tower; each magazine holds up to 18 rounds, and its power is no less than that of a standard pistol, costing 500 Survival Points.
Old He had long been eyeing the sniper rifle Su Muying possessed, so he bought a Dawn Tower custom-developed Quenching Night Stream sniper rifle. Its magazine held twenty-five rounds, capable of accurate shots at medium to long range, though its stopping power couldn't compare to true sniper rifles, costing 1000 Survival Points.
Su Muying saw that the Asura sniper rifle she had previously bought had dropped in price from 2000 points to 1600 points, now marked down by 20%. She regretted buying it too early, but ultimately chose a dagger named Fentian. According to the description, this dagger was forged from meteoric iron at a temperature of five thousand degrees. Its discounted price was 2000 Survival Points.
"Damn it, Sister Ying, didn't we agree on 1000 Survival Points each?" Wang Zhi said, looking heartbrokenly at the 2000 Survival Point dagger on the order slip.
"That's right. The six of us have a budget of 6000 Survival Points, and we've only spent 3850 so far. What are you panicking about?" Su Muying said, looking innocently at Wang Zhi.
"No, is this dagger made of gold? Why is it so expensive?" Wang Zhi asked suspiciously, looking at the dagger in the system order.
"This is worth more than gold; it's cast from meteoric iron. Isn't this a good time to quickly buy something while the weapons are on discount! My old Asura is down to 1600 points now!"
Wang Zhi looked at the prodigal Su Muying and couldn't be bothered to argue with her. He quickly turned around and settled the bill, lest she insist on spending the full 6000 Survival Points.
After the six of them spent 3850 Survival Points in the weapon hall this time, the team account had 15650 Survival Points remaining.
After eating, the six of them entered training mode again.
That evening, after Wang Zhi showered and returned to his room, he saw Su Muying and Jia Liuli wrestling playfully on the bed while wearing black silk stockings.
Su Muying saw Wang Zhi enter, then dangled her leg seductively, "Do you like it?"
"Damn! Where did you two manage to find silk stockings?" Wang Zhi asked.
"They sell them right here on the first-floor shop! How about that? A surprise, isn't it?" Su Muying laughed.
"Fine! You two are absolutely determined to make me commit a transgression, aren't you?"
"Hehe, if you dare misbehave, Liuli and I will personally put an end to you!" Su Muying declared menacingly.
Jia Liuli nodded in agreement from the side.
"Hey! Liuli, when did you switch sides and side with Ying?"
Wang Zhi felt utterly isolated and helpless; Fatty was out of the question. As for Old He and Zhang Ming, they were certainly neutral. In such an unjust situation, remaining neutral meant they had already chosen to stand with the wicked. Even if they weren't acting as lackeys, it didn't mean they weren't accomplices; silent good men are allies of evil!
"Tonight, the two of us sisters are wearing black silk for you to serve us; you should feel honored!" Su Muying leaned against the bed, gazing down at Wang Zhi with haughtiness.
Wang Zhi had no choice but to endure the immense temptation, giving the two an hour-long foot massage. Afterward, he bolted to the bathroom for a cold shower. The icy water washing over his back extinguished the scorching fire in his heart, only then did he return to the room to sleep.