Weapon City

Beside Flying Cloud Vine School.

There was a massive weapons supermarket called "Weapon City."

It had fifty floors in total.

Out of every ten floors, two were office floors, while the other eight sold weapons, equipment, and the like for a particular profession.

The prices were graded as well. The lower floors for each profession generally sold cheaper items, while the prices rose the higher one went.

Naturally, the quality differed too.

Fu Junlin had bought his mecha components here as well.

He had not used the Gravity Room today, so he came out to buy Big Black a pair of Fistmaster gauntlets.

Since Big Black would be competing onstage as a Fistmaster, he needed profession-grade gauntlets.

Mecha Masters could actually make gauntlets themselves. They were items that provided Fistmasters with strength boosts.

These boosts were purely physical, such as "Energy Vibration" or "Sonic Vibration."

Energy could amplify the force of those vibrations. Combined with a Fistmaster's own destructive power, the profession could become a devastating force.

In Arena Zone combat, only the Precision-Kill Style of Mecha Masters could rival a Fistmaster's instantaneous single-target burst.

Fu Junlin had yet to learn such knowledge, so even if he wanted to make one, he could not. He could only buy a ready-made pair.

Such items were naturally rather expensive.

Fistmaster equipment was on the bottom ten floors, so Fu Junlin went straight to the first floor.

Behind an enormous counter, a bearded middle-aged man was holding his phone and playing a game. When Fu Junlin walked over, he cleared his throat.

"Ahem!"

"Take a look yourself. They're all on the shelves, with prices marked."

The man spoke without even raising his head.

Helplessly, Fu Junlin looked toward the shelves behind him. Single-handed gauntlets in every color were displayed there, with signs beside them listing their suitable levels and prices.

Level-One Master to Level-Two Elite. 2,000 yuan.

Level-One Elite to Entry-Level Two. 1,600 yuan.

It was not only gauntlets. Some weapons for Blade-and-Sword Enchanters and mages also had level restrictions.

The distinction between levels was essentially a distinction in Palm Energy density.

Passive Energy existed everywhere between heaven and earth.

But Palm Energy could only be converted by the Second Heart within the right side of the human chest cavity.

Modern humans had a second heart on the right side of their chest, half the size of a fist. The Energy Meridians extending from the Second Heart could absorb every kind of substance in the air.

Carbon monoxide, carbon dioxide, Passive Energy, oxygen, viruses...

Everything could be converted into Palm Energy by the Energy Meridians and sent into the Second Heart.

Once the Palm Energy in the heart was full, continued absorption would compress it further.

The process of compressing Palm Energy density was the process of cultivation and advancement.

For example, suppose someone's Second Heart had a fixed Palm Energy capacity of 280 units.

The Palm Energy density stored within each unit was like cotton fluff.

When he broke through from Level-One Master to Entry-Level Two.

That cotton fluff would be squeezed into cotton balls. It was still one energy unit, but it could now hold two cotton balls.

The strength of that unit would increase twofold.

When advancing from Entry-Level Two to Level-Two Elite, the cotton balls would be compressed again into smaller cotton balls. The density increased, allowing that energy unit to hold four cotton balls, but its strength was already four times that of a Level-One Master.

Of course, early-stage advancement was not as exaggerated as directly multiplying one's power like that.

Still, a Level-Two Master could unleash roughly twice the energy of a Level-One Master.

Do not underestimate that onefold increase. Energy intensity was not something quantity could make up for.

Putty could hardly shake a brick.

Weapons had level restrictions because high-level people using low-level weapons had to carefully control their energy. Otherwise, the weapons could not withstand Palm Energy with such dense hardness and would explode outright! If they had to hold back while using them, they might as well not use them at all...

When low-level people used high-level weapons, they could not bring out their effects either. It was like a small horse pulling a heavy cart.

Of course, if someone was born rich, they could just use the best. Weapons were often lost or damaged in battle anyway, so anyone who did not mind the price could use good ones.

The prices were all rather steep, and Fu Junlin shook his head as his gaze traveled downward.

Then his eyes lit up.

There was a row labeled Secondhand Recycled Weapons.

The weapons hanging there all had somewhat damaged exteriors, some even covered in rust.

That rust did not mean they were broken. Even Superalloy could be eaten away in environments as bacterially terrifying as the Arena Zone. It did not actually affect use; it merely looked ugly.

Entry-Level Two to Level-Two Master, 1,500 yuan!

A new pair of gauntlets of this quality would cost at least 2,700 yuan!

"Boss, let me take a look at this one!"

Fu Junlin pointed at a bronze-colored gauntlet.

The boss did not get up. He gripped a solid iron rod in his right hand, with a small fork at the other end. Turning around, he hooked the gauntlet and effortlessly lifted over the pair, which weighed more than ten kilograms.

Fu Junlin turned it over in his hands and examined it, then reached inside and felt around. The interior had not been damaged and was in excellent condition, aside from the severe rust on the outer layer and several pitted corrosion marks.

Students generally picked these up in other Arena Zones, then sold them to recycling places like this for a little cash.

"Can it be cheaper?"

"One price, 1,350. Not a cent less. This is the best secondhand gauntlet I have. They sell cleaning agents over there. Polish it, and it'll look brand-new!"

The boss finally looked up at Fu Junlin and said impatiently. Yet the more he acted that way, the more Fu Junlin felt the price was fair. Without any fuss, he took out 1,350 yuan and handed it directly to the boss.

Then he headed straight for the cleaning agent counter.

Cleaning agents were used to remove rust stains from all kinds of alloys, with washing and polishing included as a full service.

"Boss, how much is this cleaning set?"

Fu Junlin walked up to a lean counter and pointed at a bottle of cleaning agent suitable for that alloy.

"This one, 380 yuan a set! Young man, you've got a good eye. This is the best cleaner for this alloy—removes rust, enhances shine, and prevents corrosion! Pair it with filling and waxing, and after the whole treatment..."

The boss took down the cleaning set and enthusiastically launched into his sales pitch.

"Thirty-eight yuan."

Fu Junlin cut him off directly. It was not his first time buying things in Weapon City.

The boss froze, his eyelids twitching wildly.

"Good grief, kid, are you here to bargain or to wipe out my entire family? I..."

"Thirty-eight, and polish it for me while you're at it."

Fu Junlin placed the gauntlet directly on the counter.

The boss stood stunned for a full three seconds.

"Fine!"