"Really poor."
"This Foolish Walker wasn't doing all that well either."
Wang Ye searched every inch of their bodies, then dragged a sack of weapons down the mountain.
The equipment was difficult to deal with, and much of it was badly damaged. Yu Hanchao's Netherlight Battle Suit, for instance, had already shattered apart and could at most be salvaged for scrap materials.
As for the Foolish Walkers' equipment, all of it bore special markings. Selling it might invite unnecessary trouble.
Weapons were best. They had no identifying marks, little wear and tear, and were all standard-issue equipment—ninety percent new for personal use.
Even selling them at half price would bring in a hefty sum.
At the foot of the mountain.
A lovely figure stood there in water-smooth Tech Clothing, a faint smile on her face, graceful and poised.
Surrounded by mountains, she formed a uniquely beautiful sight.
"What are you doing here?" Wang Ye walked over. Before Yu Shuiqin could answer, he pulled her into a hug.
"I was worried about you." Yu Shuiqin's voice was sweet and soft.
He still couldn't hide it from her.
Sure enough, girls often didn't trust their boyfriends' brothers.
"It's fine. Everything's taken care of." Wang Ye glossed over it.
"Is there anything I can help with?" Yu Shuiqin was smart too, and didn't press the matter.
Wang Ye's eyes lit up. "Zi Rui said you know some people at the Evolutionist Mall?"
"I suppose." Yu Shuiqin glanced at the sack Wang Ye was dragging and smiled. "Do you want me to help you sell them?"
Sell them!
Not recycle them.
Looks like those connections ran deep.
"Yeah, sell them for one hundred and twenty percent of the original price!" Wang Ye introduced them with a straight face. "These are weapons blessed by Intermediate