We're Rich Now!

Chapter 23: I'm Rich Now!

"Why are you so weak, Brother Zhou Yun?"

Rag slung Zhou Yun over his shoulder with a chuckle and carried him to the outside of Zhou Yun's house.

Zhou Yun leaned against the outer wall, rubbing his temples as the dizziness and nausea slowly subsided.

"You look better, let's go grab a drink."

Noticing Zhou Yun's improved complexion, Rag couldn't help but urge, "Tomorrow we're going to have a showdown with the Ark Gang, have a drink with your brother."

"Who knows if I'll see you again next time."

Rag's tone was full of sincerity, as if he were going to die tomorrow.

"I've heard you say that at least seven or eight times," Zhou Yun said, shaking his slightly more relaxed head.

Rag was an old hand. In the Hive City gangs, where the average age didn't exceed thirty, this guy had somehow managed to live to old age.

No matter how dangerous the gang war, this guy always managed to slip back unharmed.

Zhou Yun often suspected that this guy had been blessed by some Warp deity, how could he be so hard to kill.

"Wait, you said the Ark Gang is going to have a showdown with you?" Zhou Yun raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, before you left, our territory and theirs collided."

Rag grinned, patting the Agrippina Type 3 Automatic Rifle hanging at his waist, which he had clearly "borrowed" from the pile of weapons delivered to the gang.

Zhou Yun was speechless, this old man.

But it didn't matter, the gang had already paid him, so even if Rag took all three hundred of them, it was none of his business.

"Is the Ark Gang in such a hurry to expand?" Zhou Yun frowned tightly.

"I heard they're building some kind of ark and need a lot of supplies and manpower," Rag said after thinking for a moment.

"An ark. Do they want to fly to the sky and become Ling Clan?" Zhou Yun muttered.

The more he thought about the Ark Gang, the stranger they seemed.

Their doctrines and actions seemed closely related to Genestealers.

Could they really be part of a Genestealer cult?

But they were so conspicuous, it didn't seem like the Genestealers' style.

Zhou Yun felt a moment of confusion.

It seemed he needed to find time to investigate the Ark Gang's background.

If they really were Genestealers, it would be a huge problem.

But there was no chance today.

Zhou Yun rubbed his still throbbing temples.

After returning from the slums, he went to Old Sector Eight the next day. The continuous work had left his body exhausted.

Zhou Yun waved Rag away and pushed open his own door, lying down on the small bed.

The bed wasn't soft, but the moment Zhou Yun lay down, he felt a lot of his fatigue disappear.

He kicked the door leaning against the bed, rubbed his temples, and then focused his gaze on the Fourth-Dimensional Pocket.

His trip to Old Sector Eight this time had yielded quite a bit.

Besides the weapons he'd retrieved from the PDF warehouse, Zhou Yun had also gotten Ignatius Karkas's notebook and the stasis field safe that stored it.

That notebook...

Zhou Yun remembered the notebook, and his eyes still twitched uncontrollably.

He had thought it would be at most a poetry collection, but he hadn't expected it to be Ignatius Karkas's diary.

The blasphemous incantations recorded within had been completely destroyed by Zhou Yun, but even so...

Zhou Yun rubbed his temples.

This notebook contained many records from the Great Crusade era, mainly including information on Horus, the planet Davin, Erebus, the Sons of Horus, and the First Captain Abaddon.

It even contained quite a bit of criticism of the Astartes and speculation about the warrior cults.

The contents of this notebook were the ultimate taboo, the deepest secret within the Imperium.

There were some historical events that many organizations within the Imperium wished would remain buried forever.

These records were fine in Zhou Yun's hands, but if they fell into the hands of some noble and attracted the attention of certain Imperial agencies, it was likely that by following the trail, everyone who had seen this notebook would be forced into loyalty.

Zhou Yun made a decision then and there: this thing absolutely couldn't be given to Old One-Eye.

It was better to keep what needed burying buried.

Unfortunately, the Fourth-Dimensional Pocket didn't offer a high trade-in value for text-based items.

Zhou Yun shook his head and casually tossed the notebook into the depths of his Fourth-Dimensional Pocket.

Immediately after, he recycled most of the weapons and equipment he'd found in Old Sector Eight, along with that stasis field safe.

One million three hundred thousand instantly entered his account.

He didn't recycle the fifty Agrippina Type 3 Automatic Rifles, because they were genuinely effective. They were worthy of their reputation as the Astra Militarum's "good wife" weapon, and even more so as the model equipped by the Cadian Shock Troops.

He could currently control twelve of them simultaneously with his telekinesis. Although it consumed a lot of energy and each firing sequence had a few seconds of delay, who in the lower hive wouldn't be disoriented by a dozen focused beams of light hitting their face?

With continued training, Zhou Yun might even be able to control fifty lasguns at once in the future.

He kept a few of each of the other three weapon types as well, just in case they proved useful later.

All in all, he'd recycled one million three hundred thousand.

"Zhou Yun, we're rich now," the winged figure in the white light exclaimed from the corner of his eye.

"Who's 'we'?" Zhou Yun glanced at him and retorted.

Despite feeling a pang of regret, Zhou Yun still opened the mall interface for the Future Department Store.

He needed to buy some more items.

If the Ark Gang was truly a Genestealer cult, the few items Zhou Yun currently possessed would definitely not be enough.

The Genestealer Patriarch beneath Asphodel was a six-meter-tall, diamond-shelled, giant monster with terrifying psychic powers.

Furthermore, due to its host's bloodline, this Genestealer could to some extent resist the control of the Great Devourer.

With all these advantages, it could even go toe-to-toe with the Death Company's Dreadnoughts – Death Company Dreadnoughts, no less!

Zhou Yun had to acquire some more powerful weapons.

[Item Name: Pocket Tornado]

[Origin: 22nd Century Earth - Future Department Store]

[Production Date: 277.M2]

[Function: Appears as a gourd. As long as the stopper is removed, it can unleash a tornado with winds up to typhoon intensity, powerful enough to destroy a small town in a short time.]

"Price: 560,000"

It could unleash winds comparable to a typhoon and destroy a small town instantly.

Zhou Yun's eyes lit up slightly when he read the description.

The price was only five hundred and sixty thousand, not too expensive.

But soon, Zhou Yun understood why an item capable of instantly destroying a small town was so cheap.

The tornado it released was indiscriminate, affecting friend and foe alike. If Zhou Yun truly unleashed a typhoon-level hurricane, he would be caught in it too.

However, if the scale was slightly smaller, with the instant movement ability granted by the Psykana Cap...

Zhou Yun's eyes brightened again.

He could unleash a hurricane in the enemy's face and then instantly teleport away. He loved that idea.

Zhou Yun reached out and chose to purchase the item.

"The Ark Gang bastards are ambushing us!"

Before Zhou Yun could even pull the item out of his backpack, he heard a commotion outside the door.

"Ark Gang, you spawn of mutants! Open fire, brothers!"

Gunfire and curses mingled, echoing through the dark night.