Seeking Wealth in Danger

Fengtian, Governor's Mansion.

Zhang Xueming lay in a rocking chair in his courtyard, idly swinging his legs, a blade of grass in his mouth.

Transmigrating into this turbulent Republican era and becoming the Second Young Master of Zhang Yuting, the big shot of the Three Eastern Provinces, he lived a life of luxury and abundance, but his heart was filled with panic.

This was the Republican era!

An era where gods fought and mortals suffered.

His identity as the Governor-General's Second Young Master sounded impressive, but if the wheels of history rolled forward, his father's grand ship could capsize at any moment, and what fate awaited his small sampan?

Therefore, he lived cautiously, afraid that his small butterfly wings would flap in the wrong direction and cause irreversible consequences.

Every day, he either ate and slept, or went to listen to opera, living as a idle second-generation rich kid in Fengtian City, trying his best to keep a low profile.

Just as he was about to completely give up and accept his fate as a salted fish.

"Ding!"

A crisp mechanical prompt sounded in his mind.

Zhang Xueming jolted, nearly falling off the rocking chair.

He sat up abruptly, his eyes wide, and the blade of grass in his mouth fell to the ground.

"Strong Army Hegemony System activated successfully!"

"Binding host... Binding complete!"

"Host: Zhang Xueming."

"Newbie gift package has been issued, please check it."

A series of prompts caused Zhang Xueming's brain to freeze for a full half-minute.

System?

My system?

Holy crap!

The golden finger that was late had finally arrived!

Zhang Xueming trembled with excitement. He pinched his thigh hard, and the sharp pain told him this wasn't a dream!

"System! System! Open it! Quickly open it for this young master to see!"

He suppressed his ecstasy, shouting wildly in his heart.

A translucent azure panel, visible only to him, instantly unfolded before his eyes.

The panel had a simple design, exuding a strong sense of technology, divided into sections for [Personal Attributes], [System Mall], and [Quest List].

Zhang Xueming impatiently clicked on the [System Mall].

The next second, his breathing stopped.

Rows of dazzling merchandise shimmered with a metallic luster that made him dizzy.

"AK47 Assault Rifle, fast rate of fire, fierce firepower, sturdy and durable, even the Middle Eastern brothers praise it! Unit price: Five hundred Silver Dollars."

"Matching 7.62mm bullets, 1000 rounds per box, price: One hundred Silver Dollars."

"M2 Heavy Machine Gun, the absolute king of ground fire suppression, long range, great power, a divine artifact for demolishing bunkers! Unit price: Three thousand Silver Dollars."

"Barrett M82A1, a cannon among sniper rifles, shoots people, cars, and planes, one shot, one kill! Unit price: Ten thousand Silver Dollars!"

Looking at these "great killing weapons" far beyond this era, Zhang Xueming was almost drooling.

With these things, what so-called elites, what Bushido spirit, would all be trash in the face of absolute firepower!

If his father Zhang Yuting's Feng Army could be equipped with these, let alone unifying Huaxia, it wouldn't be impossible to even challenge the world!

He rubbed his hands excitedly, feeling like he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life.

But when his gaze fell on the price tags behind the merchandise, the smile on his face instantly froze.

An AK costs five hundred Silver Dollars?

A heavy machine gun is three thousand?

That incredibly cool Barrett costs ten thousand Silver Dollars each!

And these were just the guns; ammunition was a consumable, a box of bullets cost a hundred Silver Dollars, this was simply a bottomless pit!

Zhang Xueming's heart sank halfway.

Although he was the Governor-General's son, his father Zhang Yuting was extremely strict at home, and his allowance was limited.

At most, he got a few hundred Silver Dollars a month, not even enough to buy an AK.

Ask his father for money?

How could he even bring himself to ask?

"Dad, give me a hundred thousand Silver Dollars, and I'll magically produce a batch of divine weapons for you?"

Zhang Xueming's legs started to tremble just thinking about it.

If his father, Zhang Yuting, hadn't decided against sending him to the hospital for being out of his mind, it would have been a testament to their father-son bond.

"Holy crap!"

"Is this system trying to CPU me?"

"It gave me a treasure vault filled with peerless gems, but not even enough money for a key to open the door?"

Zhang Xueming paced back and forth in the yard, agitated, running his hands through his hair, feeling utterly depressed.

This felt worse than not having a system at all!

Just as he was scratching his head, completely at a loss, "Ding!"

"Detected that the host is worried about startup capital. Novice Guidance Mission triggered."

"Mission Name: First Pot of Gold."

"Mission Content: Dismantle a section of the South Manchuria Railway tracks and successfully sell them to the White Bear Country to the north to obtain the first batch of startup capital."

"Mission Suggestion: When the night is dark and the wind is high, strike early. The White Bear Country is eager to build the Trans-Siberian Railway and has an extremely high demand for steel, making them the best buyer."

"Mission Reward: One hundred thousand Silver Dollars in cash, unlock one set of basic industrial blueprints."

Zhang Xueming stared at the mission prompt on the system panel, completely stunned.

What the heck?

Stealing railway tracks?

And not just any tracks, but the Japanese-owned South Manchuria Railway?

System, you're such a little genius!

What was the South Manchuria Railway?

It was the economic lifeline of the Japanese in the Three Eastern Provinces, and a crucial guarantee for their troop movements.