Namu Gatling Bodhisattva

We were still in the early stages of starting up, nowhere near flush enough to spend freely. We had to save where we could.

"Deal!"

"Wonderful, Mr. Chu Men. Love you!"

Chu Men looked at the private message Anna had sent just before they wrapped things up. He shuddered, breaking out in goosebumps.

This foreign woman was way too forward. Was she actually a fan?

Less than half an hour later, A-Zheng's goods arrived too.

They were all basic materials, with discounts for bulk orders.

Anna hadn't even asked for a deposit. She'd shipped the goods straight away. Now that was sincerity!

Chu Men opened the boxes and took a look. Good lord!

Diazepam tablets, phenobarbital tablets, scopolamine hydrobromide...

Anyway, they were all controlled drugs whose characters he recognized, but whose names meant nothing to him!

The weapons were even more exciting!

The first weapons crate held none other than the famous Gatling!

Its six thirty-inch chrome-plated barrels gleamed with a cold, bluish light.

The ammunition box was half a man's height, packed with rows of yellow bullets that glittered with a deadly sheen!

Relying on his Soul Ancestor physique, Chu Men grabbed the handle and lifted it with one hand, praising it with a click of his tongue:

"Namu Gatling Bodhisattva, six roots purified, depleted uranium rounds. Three thousand six hundred revolutions in a single breath, great compassion to deliver all beings!

"Huh? Where'd my sunglasses go?"

[Holy crap, streamer, you're hardcore. You even got a Gatling!]

[Oh no, now I'm starting to worry about Sister Erlong. What do we do? Can the Fire Dragon Battle Armor we designed take this?]

[Streamer, go easy! If you fire one burst, you'll lose your wife!]

The mood in the livestream flipped a hundred and eighty degrees in an instant!

At first, everyone had been laughing at Chu Men. Now they were all urging him to calm down!

Six barrels and thousands of bullets perfectly embodied the meaning of "carbon-based life-form annihilator"!

Power cables, flexible ammunition belts...

And that trigger. Why did it look so tempting to pull?

Chu Men understood in an instant why Liu Erlong had insisted on unleashing that devastating slash after putting on the Fire Dragon Battle Armor!

Just like him now, holding a Gatling and finding fault with everything around him, wanting to shower it all equally with a storm of metal!

Wasn't this thing ten times stronger than Tang San's Pear Blossom Needle of Torrential Rain?

Just how strong it was remained to be seen in tomorrow's live test!

Reluctantly setting down the Gatling, Chu Men picked up the Barrett anti-materiel sniper rifle from the next crate. This one was much lighter.

Its sandblasted body had a green-glinting scope, and it was a full meter and a half long.

It packed tremendous stopping power against a single target!

Take someone's head from a thousand meters away!

If he got the chance, he'd try it out on Tang Hao's dog head someday!

Besides that, there were four jet-black RPG-7 rocket launchers lined up in a row, their barrels matte and their wooden grips clearly grained.

They were obviously top-grade goods!

A box of dark green, egg-shaped hand grenades, their safety rings gleaming silver.

Another box of yellow-brown C4 blocks, complete with fuses and remote detonators.

Countless types of guns and ammunition.

Sōgā~

Just one Liu Erlong? Piece of cake!

[Streamer, you've got enough weapons here for a whole battle!]

[Sister Erlong's about to suffer domestic violence. But behind it all, is this a distortion of human nature or a collapse of morality?!]

[Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river! Don't bully a poor young man! Hahaha!]

Riding the wave of excitement, Chu Men piled all the supplies he needed from the system storage onto the workbench in one go.

Rows of white medicine boxes were neatly arranged, batteries were stacked like a little mountain, and bulletproof steel plates were piled up...

Livestream points, random traits, Black Level traits!

His points plummeted like flowing water. One trait after another appeared on the items across the table, and every so often Chu Men used the Inversion Pen to modify one.

His work was flying along!

The black trait "forced sleep" on a box of sleeping pills was altered with the Inversion Pen into "Potent Felix Felicis"!

The reinforced Kevlar Aramid Fabric was cut into a simple bulletproof vest and gained the Black Level trait "Fire Immunity."

A bulletproof steel plate shaped into a shield was given the Black Level trait "Indestructible"!

Barrett rounds gained "Powerful Penetration"...

The Soul Power Battery gained "Overload Charging"...

His livestream points ran dry, and Chu Men had finally finished!

Looking at the haphazard array of items on his workbench, each giving off a comforting black radiance, Chu Men grinned from ear to ear!

"Hahahahaha!"

If he hadn't been livestreaming, he'd have loved to shout: I'm invincible under heaven!

But with all these eyes on him, it was best to keep his composure!

Chu Men looked at the "Indestructible" shield in his left hand, then at the Gatling in his right, and smiled faintly!

"Everyone in the livestream, what do you think would happen if I used this Gatling to attack this shield?"

The livestream immediately lit up:

[The Douluo version of using your own spear to attack your own shield, huh?]

[Our streamer's got some ideas. How about giving it a try?]

[I advise the streamer not to get carried away. It'd be a shame to break that shield after all the effort you put into making it!]

Chu Men rubbed his chin and let go of that crazy idea.

It was late. The neighbors still had to work tomorrow.

Better not make too much noise.

Besides, Liu Erlong's place was spacious.

If all the wooden cabins in the little woods got blown to pieces, it wouldn't matter!

It was a natural training ground. Surely Liu Erlong wouldn't mind being put through her paces beneath these six thick barrels.

"Huahahahaha!"

[Why does the streamer's laugh sound so villainous?]

[Could someone who kidnapped our Xiao Wu really be a good person?]

[It's a good thing the streamer's on Douluo Continent. With that pile of stuff beside him, he'd already be hauled in for tea back home.]

Meanwhile, in the Forest Cabin deep within Blue Tyrant Academy.

Extremely excited, Liu Erlong was practicing swordplay in the courtyard while wearing the Fire Dragon Battle Armor.

One Crimson Flame Blade Wave followed another, unending!

With every slash, the dragon head on the armor's chest glowed a little brighter!

Boulders shattered under her strikes, trees snapped into several pieces, and even a small cabin nearby had half-collapsed from the shockwaves.

Liu Erlong lowered her sword and wiped the sweat from her brow, then gently traced the dragon-head pattern on the armor's chest with her fingertips.

Behind the surging heat was a trait she couldn't see—

"Heart of the Crimson Dragon"!

All Liu Erlong knew was that Chu Men had crafted this armor with his own hands, and that it matched her Fire Dragon Martial Soul perfectly!

He'd put his heart into it.

Moonlight spilled over the armor's scales, reflecting a cold gleam that mingled with the crimson flames on its chest.

The two lights shone together, a breathtaking sight!

She looked toward the Star Soul Guidance Shop. The anger had vanished from her phoenix eyes, leaving only boundless vigor and anticipation!

"Chu Men, don't disappoint me tomorrow!"

The night breeze passed through the woods, lifting a few fallen leaves to flutter against the armor's cold gleam.

They were instantly burned to ash.

Heaven Dou City, Crown Prince's Mansion, study.

The incense smoke curled upward, blurring the "Heaven Dou" plaque hanging on the wall.

Xue Qinghe wore the Crown Prince's usual dark robes, his head lowered as he reviewed the memorials.

His elegant, forceful handwriting was entirely in keeping with his usual refined and courteous image.

The door opened softly, and a tall man dressed in black walked in. His voice was low and hoarse:

"Young Master."

He hadn't said he'd failed. That meant he'd succeeded.

The newcomer nodded slightly, revealing his features. He was the old man who had killed someone at the Light and Shadow Theater, the one wielding the long spear.

Xue Qinghe—no, Qian Renxue—didn't look up. She kept writing on the memorial and spoke in an even tone:

"Speak."

"The mole in the Balak Kingdom has been eliminated!"

The old man bowed his head and continued,

"Lately, Tang Hao has been acting like a madman, destroying branches of Spirit Hall one after another. The plan to recruit the Balak Kingdom has been completely derailed."

Qian Renxue stopped writing, the corner of her mouth twisting into a cold smile.

"Leave what comes next to the Pope in Spirit City. Elder Serpent Spear, keep an eye on Tang Hao in secret."

"Yes!"