Chapter 159

"They've prepared everything very well."

Lemuen nodded knowingly, then smiled gently and said, "Then I'm relieved."

Texas didn't speak, but calmly glanced at Lemuen with a knowing look in her eyes—your worries were unnecessary, and I won't bring risks into the team.

Lemuen naturally understood what Texas meant, but she just smiled and didn't say anything.

Just then, Theresa returned, still dressed in that mismatched outfit—casual clothes paired with a bulletproof helmet and armor.

"I've seen enough. Can you change it back for me now?"

Theresa walked straight up to the three of them, a faint smile playing on her lips, "It still looks a bit strange."

It's normal for it to look strange, but wearing a bulletproof vest over a casual hoodie is still too abstract.

However, Han Fei had a new idea and asked, "Which outfit do you prefer, casual wear or combat gear?"

If Theresa says she's dressed casually, then he really wouldn't mind giving Theresa a level 5 helmet.

It's not an Iron Wall helmet, but a heavy helmet with 50 durability.

The helmet completely covered her face, blocking out many unnecessary prying eyes.

Unfortunately, Theresa didn't choose the latter. After tilting her head and thinking for a moment, she said softly, "Let's keep it casual."

Theresa always wore dresses when she was in Kazdel.

The dress didn't have a particularly intricate pattern, but it made Theresa look very noble and elegant.

When she arrived at the Special Operations Center, although Theresa had accepted her identity as a combatant, the habits formed over a long period of time were not so easy to change.

Theresa was used to wearing lighter clothing rather than cumbersome combat gear.

Moreover, Han Fei did not mention the practicality of the heavy-duty head.

Unaware of the truth, Theresa still chose the former.

"Alright."

Therefore, Han Fei chose to conceal his equipment.

The next second, Theresa's four sets of protective gear disappeared without a trace, but their actual protective effect remained.

After concealing her equipment, Theresa put her sunglasses back on, pulled up her hood, and looked at Han Fei with some curiosity. "So, are you going to give me weapons next?"

"Really? Is there anything you'd like to use?" Han Fei asked.

"I don't really have that one, just take a look at my recommendations," Theresa said softly. "Ideally, it should be somewhere further away, so I don't have to get too close to the enemy."

"Anywhere further away?"

Han Fei nodded knowingly, and a plan formed in his mind.

Forget about sniper rifles. Theresa a newbie; she probably can't even handle a rifle properly, let alone a sniper rifle.

After a brief moment of consideration, Han Fei chose the M7.

The M7's strength lies in its range; it's a mid-to-long-range weapon with a long effective range and low damage drop-off.

In Han Fei's memory, for a long time, this was the standard for Top-Secret Space City, the noble M7.

--The Space City is also a good place for the M7 to perform. The Longspear and effective range of the M7 allow it to hit people hard at medium and long range.

In contrast, the M14 is a very standard close-to-medium range weapon.

Unfortunately, it was later nerfed, and M7 was removed from the stage, leaving M14 as the dominant force.

Regardless of the circumstances, given the M7's attributes, Theresa can definitely use it, and it perfectly aligns with Theresa's core needs.

As a result, just after buying the gun and about to modify it, Han Fei suddenly went black.

"My god, this Longspear barrel costs 200,000 yuan! If I may ask, wasn't this gun supposed to be slashed?!"

Looking at the price of the M7 Longspear barrel, Han Fei felt a little dizzy. He remembered very clearly that before he transmigrated, the M7 was already worn out. The M7 used to be very expensive. A bare gun plus a Longspear barrel would cost at least 360,000.

But that was so long ago; the current M7 shouldn't be worth that much.

But Han Fei's companions were unaware of these things, and they all looked at Han Fei with some confusion, unable to explain it to him.

Lemuen stepped forward, walked to Han Fei's side, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing much, I just suddenly realized how expensive the gun's accessories are," Han Fei said truthfully.

"If it's too expensive, just give me a different gun."

Theresa, being an understanding woman, immediately said, "It's fine if I can use some other guns."

"No need."

Han Fei waved his hands repeatedly. Surprised as he was, Han Fei could still afford a cricket Longspear barrel that cost 200,000 yuan!

Han Fei used to own an M7 that cost 200,000 yuan, but now the M7 doesn't even cost 200,000 yuan. Compared to before, it's really cheap!

Han Fei was surprised mainly because he didn't understand why Longspear barrels were valuable again.

Looking at the price of the gun alone, it doesn't seem like it's been buffed!

If the original attributes were truly restored, this M7 would definitely not be this cheap.

Since he was already there, Han Fei decided to make the changes first.

Modifying the M7 is too formulaic. Even though Han Fei hasn't used this gun in a long time, with a little tweaking, he can still create a standard M7.

He personally went to the shooting range to test the gun, and after confirming that it was working properly, he handed it directly to Theresa.

"Alright, here's your weapon. Want to go to the firing range and give it a try?"

"Good."

Theresa nodded slightly.

While waiting for Theresa to appear, Han Fei also took the opportunity to adjust Texas's equipment.

That's relatively simple, since the four sets from Texas are still sitting in the warehouse.

Once you put it on her and replenish her supplies, that should be enough.

Han Fei himself also replenished his supplies; healing potions were secondary, the most important thing was the injections.

It's so uncomfortable without needles!

Before long, Lemuen, Closure, and the others also came out.

"Boss, are you leaving now?" Lemuen asked softly.

"Um."

Han Fei nodded slightly and said, "We'll set off as soon as Theresa comes out of the firing range."

"Oh."

Lemuen nodded her little head and said with concern, "Be careful on the road, make lots of money, and next time I'll let you splash water with golden bullets!"

Okay~

Han Fei patted Lemuen's head and agreed with a smile.

A short while later, Theresa emerged from the firing range and said, "I'm ready."

Han Fei replied, "Then, let's go."

"Be safe."

Lemuen walked up to Han Fei, her eyes full of concern. She reached out and stroked his cheek, saying, "Don't be greedy. Safety first. We can earn more money if we lose it."

"I know."

Han Fei met Lemuen's gaze and said, "Wait for me to come back."

At this moment, Closure interjected, asking, "Boss, how long are you going to be gone?"

"A week? About a week, I guess." Han Fei looked at Closure, "What's wrong?"

"A week should be about right."

Closure stroked her chin. "By the time you get back, the blueprints should be finished. Maybe I can give you a little surprise then."

"OK."

Han Fei chuckled and replied, glancing at everyone before saying, "Well then, let's go."

Brakkesh, Top Secret, Activate!

The next second, everything went black before Han Fei's eyes, and when the screen came back on, he was already on the character selection screen.

Shield Dog, Red Wolf, Hive Doctor – the classic three-man squad, let's go!

It's a pity Han Fei is only one person and can't be in two places at once, otherwise he could choose two Shield Dog of different strengths and do a classic shield-heal combo!

The character selection screen disappeared the next second, and when I came to my senses, I was already on the helicopter.

The rappelling rope suddenly dropped from the dark cabin, and Han Fei grabbed it and jumped down.

The night wind whistled past his ears, and the moment his feet touched the ground, the entire city that never sleeps burst forth before his eyes.

The neon lights were dazzling, turning the night sky into a mesmerizing purplish-red, and thousands of illuminated signs burned brilliant imprints on the retina.

The glass curtain wall refracts artificial aurora, and the streets flow with liquid galaxies. This unfamiliar steel jungle is opening its arms to him in the most decadent way.

P. S.: The 189 visa application needs to be reviewed and approved; it should be released on Monday.

Volume 1: Chapter 192 Chastina

The helicopter disappeared after the three landed, leaving Han Fei and his two companions looking at each other in bewilderment.

Han Fei looked around. The graffiti on the mottled walls was grotesque, and the damp ground reflected the colorful lights of the distant neon lights.

He couldn't help but chuckle, "A classic alleyway, exactly the same as the one in Columbia last time."

The only difference is that the sunlight was blinding that time, while now the night is deep, and the whole city seems to be immersed in indigo ink.

Where is this?

Theresa took off her sunglasses and looked around curiously, the neon lights casting shadows on her delicate face.

"Excellent answer: I don't know."

Han Fei shrugged, the shoulder line of his black bulletproof suit tensing slightly with the movement. "Let's go out and scout ahead first."

Theresa put her sunglasses back on, but her gaze behind the lenses fell on Han Fei, a playful smile playing on her lips, "But... can you really walk out like this openly and honestly?"

She pointed meaningfully to the golden skull mask on Han Fei's face.

Of the three, Theresa was dressed casually like a vacationer, Texas was dressed like a typical business elite, but Han Fei was the only one who stood out. Although his well-tailored bulletproof suit made his broad shoulders and long legs look good, his hideous golden skull mask was just too eye-catching.

--He doesn't look like a good person at all!

"Simple."

Han Fei casually removed his mask, his sharply defined face appearing and disappearing in the neon light.

He stretched his neck and strode towards the alley entrance. "Actually, I've never really liked doing fieldwork in the city."

Just as Theresa was about to press for more information, she suddenly remembered his "heroic feat" at the Babel and exclaimed, "That's right! You can't just barge into someone's house for a meal here."

"That's right." Han Fei's voice carried obvious regret. "No Man's Land is still more suitable for us to play to our strengths."

Texas remained silent, with only the constant sound of high heels clicking on the ground echoing dangerously in the quiet alley.

A short while later, the three of them emerged from the alley.

Han Fei looked up and saw that in the distance, neon signs climbed the skyscrapers like veins, their brilliant colors weaving into a sea of light in the night sky.

Without a doubt, this is a bustling metropolis.

Unfortunately, Han Fei's knowledge of Terra's geography was limited to the game; he was familiar with Terra, but not to the point that he could identify the country a city belonged to just by glancing at it.

"So, where is this?" Han Fei asked instinctively.

"Boss, look there."

Texas suddenly raised her hand, her long fingers pointing to a towering building in the distance. On the giant billboard on the building's exterior, a black emblem stood out—a design featuring a horse's head and three lances.

Below the image, there is a line of eye-catching text.

--Registration for the 23rd Kazimierz Knights Special Tournament is now open!

Theresa also saw the small print and said softly, "It seems the location is quite clear."