Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 362 - 2: The Crazy Bulk Purchase and Leaking Secrets

Chapter 362: Chapter 2: The Crazy Bulk Purchase and Leaking Secrets

The Red Trojan Horse was friendly to the survivors like a devoted nanny, but it was not generous enough to give away its items in a heartbreaking sale. It could only take care of Tang Zheng within its jurisdiction.

"Considering your status as an external aid, I can offer you up to 15% off on your shopping, and throw in another 200 rocket shells for you."

"Still trying to gouge my points, huh." Tang Zheng knew that this was her limit, and he had no choice but to spend these points. After all, he had to buy supplies, otherwise he would have to pay full price back in the Silver Trojan room.

"Miss Trojan, two hundred is too few. Give us more. Otherwise, they will be used up in one strike." Lu Fan was still trying to get more benefits for Tang Zheng, negotiating ceaselessly with the Trojan, and using all kinds of tactics, leaving Jack and others dumbfounded.

"Two thousand rocket shells, and a thousand remote control bombs of various TNT equivalents. Five hundred rounds of Thunderstorm rifle magazines, a hundred thousand rounds each of 7.62mm and 5.56mm bullets, all loaded into magazines." Tang Zheng’s fingers were tapping non-stop on the list, starting a crazy shopping spree.

"What are you going to do? Planning to become an arms dealer?" Miranda and the others were scared. These armaments were enough for a small local war.

"I’d rather buy them here than let Silver Trojan profit." If not for the Iron Hellfire, Tang Zheng would have considered buying a ’Doe’, "Give me 200 more AT-4s."

"But how are you going to carry all this? Your wristwatch shouldn’t have such a large space, right?" Jack questioned with a frown, "You wouldn’t be able to fight with such a heavy load."

"Well, it’s time for Alice’s apron to make an appearance. It has infinite space." Lu Fan took out Alice’s apron; although time had passed, the blood stains on it were still fresh. "But uncle, why do you buy so many ordinary bullets? You should still have tens of thousands, right? I have thirty thousand in reserve."

"We can’t keep using Thunderstorm magazines. Two points each, that’s too expensive. Plus, M4A1 is enough for ordinary battles. Moreover, it can also give some to the new people." Tang Zheng jiggled his right hand, saying, "In addition to buying, I’ve also seized several tens of thousands from the ’generous’ Russians. See, isn’t this also true?"

Other than the five types of specific electromagnetic bullets for Gauss sniper rifle, Robert’s backpack also held intact C-level props, a camouflage M4A1, thirty thousand bullets, and various hand grenades. The bags of Danny and Maggie were mainly filled with guns and bullets, now all being taken by Tang Zheng at a low price.

"Uncle, are you really planning on collecting a set of good person cards? Do you think if you collect twelve you can summon a dragon and make a wish?" Lu Fan made a snide remark, thinking there was no need for it.

"Tang, I really envy the newbies in your Trojan room." Miranda didn’t want Tang Zheng to leave. Of course, her eyes also fell on the bullets and rifles, wanting to ask for some. After all, buying them herself required points. Although they were not expensive, it was a big expenditure for her.

"Here, take the Howling Reaper and twenty thousand bullets. Try to survive." In order to lighten the load for running away, Nicole discarded the Howling Reaper. Tang Zheng picked it up and gave it to Miranda, considering their past brief relationship.

"Give me your phone number and address? In the real world, I have a little bit of power." Seeing Tang Zheng hesitating, Miranda looked at him and said, "You don’t think I would do something threatening to you, do you?"

Miranda shrugged her shoulders and wrote down her own address before handing it to Tang Zheng, "I’m quite a celebrity in the upper society of Chicago, and I won’t deceive you."

"If you have a heart problem, you can come to America for treatment. I’m an expert in that area. Besides, I know some doctors in other fields too." Jack joined the excitement, wrote down his address, then gave him a bear hug, "It’s a pity, my daughter doesn’t like philandering men."

"I’m just an ordinary housewife." Julia also left her address and phone number, "Thank you."

"Discount applied, a 10% discount. The total cost of these items is 1860 points, rounded down, you have 6200 points left to use." The Red Trojan Horse reported a price that was still within Tang Zheng’s affordable range.

"Okay, so now Lu Fan and I are going to leave. Hopefully, we can see you all again someday!" After checking that he had everything he needed, Tang Zheng left his address and phone number and began to teleport back to reality.

Miranda was the first to pounce, offering a farewell kiss. Julia and Demi were no exception. Nicole hesitated, but after Miranda shoved her, she mustered the courage to rush forward and hug Tang Zheng.

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"Your brain heats up and you get impulsive. I really shouldn’t have taken advantage of the situation." Thinking that he only had 6200 points left, Tang Zheng let out a lukewarm sigh, "Oh well, next time I’ll try harder. I should be able to save up to 10,000 points."

Tang Zheng stood up, stretched, and after walking a few steps, noticed that a pair of lovers were hugging each other and entering an alley, teasing each other.

"Ha, you guys again?" Tang Zheng laughed, it was the same driver and flirty prostitute again. The two of them were indeed a perfect pair of shameless characters.

Both of them were obviously shocked that there was someone in the alley at this time of night.

"Who are you again? What’s it to you?" Hearing the man’s dismissive tone, the man relaxes, relieved that it’s not a robbery.

"Huh? Stop right there, hand over everything valuable you have." Tang Zheng swiftly pulls out a folding knife, slashing it at the wall, generating a shower of sparks.

The man quakes in fear, trembling fingers reaching for his pockets. The prostitute screams before delivering a forceful slap and dashing off.

"Run, you fool."

Watching the two flustered individuals scatter, Tang Zheng couldn’t help but feel satisfied. However, he felt a little bad for the little game he played. He was slightly moved as the prostitute didn’t forget to yell at the man even while she was leaving. It made him consider if the man was really going to divorce his wife and marry that prostitute.

"Ah, it’s none of my business." Tang Zheng walks out with the plan to get a taxi but stops short. He looks in the direction of Jingshan Villa District and murmurs, "Armour on."

The Iron Hellfire immediately spreads out from his wristwatch, enveloping his body within three seconds.

"Let’s test the flight capability." Tang Zheng stretches out his neck and reads the usage manual on the screen in front of him. Stretching his arms forward, palms facing downwards, he simultaneously activates the thrusters on his palms and soles of his feet.

Tang Zheng wobbles in the air and rises. Haphazardly increasing the thrust, he loses control and crashes into a wall three meters away, smashing it. Even though he cuts off the thrusters at the fastest speed possible, he still skids for over ten meters."

"Damn, good thing nobody saw that." Tang Zheng doesn’t dare to randomly experiment anymore. Glancing at the closed shop he just crashed into, he leaves money on the counter and exits.

Only after getting into a taxi does Tang Zheng finally calm down. The protection provided by the Hellfire was indeed good, he didn’t even get a scratch after crashing into a wall.

"It’s not easy to be a superhero. I must master its use quickly and enhance my combat capability." Back in the villa, An Xiuru is not around. But, there is a note full of caring words left by her on the table.

Feeling somewhat suffocated by her kindness, especially after he came out of the shower to see food-filled fridge, Tang Zheng was upset.

"Actually, marrying Sister Xiu Ru isn’t a bad idea at all." Tang Zheng picks up a few apples, washes them in the kitchen sink, and begins eating them. Looking out into the quiet night from the floor-to-ceiling window, he starts craving the warmth of a home.

"No, I can’t slack off now." Seated on the couch, after savoring three minutes of peace, Tang Zheng gives himself two hard slaps. He will worry about setting up a family and career once he’s escaped the Trojan Room.

"Training, training." Tang Zheng does a somersault and lands in the middle of the room. After taking a quick measurement of the space, he is unsatisfied. He effortlessly moves the tea table and sofa to the corner with one hand then dons the Hellfire suit.

At the same time, Mu Nianqi, who has not slept for several days and has dark circles under her eyes, sits on the couch, eyes unblinkingly fixed to the monitor overseeing Tang Zheng’s every move.

"What has this bastard been doing the last few days? Why does he keep disappearing?" Mu Nianqi initially thought he was spending time with An Xiuru, but couldn’t find any trace of Tang Zheng after tracking her for several days. Furthermore, during the tracking, she noticed that An Xiuru displayed techniques on par with professional special agents, which made her more puzzled.

"Hmph, just some brute." Mu Nianqi sneers mockingly. A frown quickly creases her pretty brows, "Wait a moment, how can an ordinary person lift a sofa with one hand?"

Mu Nianqi, in her lace nightgown, quickly gets up and pounces on the monitor, studying Tang Zheng intently, and then she is shocked all over again.

She sees him doing push-ups, one thousand, non-stop, with a single hand. After finishing, he stands up, not even panting for breath, as if he was just casually strolling.

"How is his physical strength so good?" Mu Nianqi mumbles to herself but is taken aback the very next second. She sees Tang Zheng putting on the Iron Hellfire.

"Is this Iron Man’s power armor? Where did he get it?" Mu Nianqi’s elder brother works for the Ministry of Defense and has been in charge of a few technology projects. As such, she has some unofficial knowledge about these things. She always treated them as unattainable, so when she sees the future weaponry right in her vision, one can imagine her shock.

Without thinking, Mu Nianqi dives back onto the sofa, picks up her mobile phone, and dials her brother’s number, her eyes glued to the monitor.

Luckily, unintentional leaks don’t count as violations under Trojan Eradication, if not Tang Zheng would really be crying. No one could have imagined that his house has been installed with cameras and a girl watches him 24/7.

After crashing into a tea table, refrigerator, and a television, Tang Zheng barely manages to master the art of flying. Just as he was about to try again, his phone rang. (To be continued. If you like this novel, please visit qidian.com and vote. Your support provides my greatest motivation.)