Chapter 13: "Sorry, sorry, it's an occupational hazard, an occupational hazard."

"This feeling of shopping with real cash is quite odd."

"I'm being so used to zero-cost purchases."

Very quickly, Kerr Cowell and Scar Dog strided into this so-called specialized firearm shop.

All at once.

Various kinds of firearms displayed inside the counter caught their eyes.

"Whoa."

Kerr Cowell couldn't help but exclaim, there were indeed quite a lot.

This was their first time entering a firearm shop in City 18. Their previous guns were obtained from killing others and then modified with the Reckless Transformation Ability.

Guns that need to load bullets are indeed not as portable as energy firearms.

Scar Dog unconsciously looked towards the position of the surveillance system inside the shop, as well as the location of the warehouse and security measures.

"Ahem."

Seeing this, Kerr Cowell couldn't help poking Scar Dog in his waist and gave him a speechless glance.

That was too conspicuous.

Who would look at the security measures and surveillance position instead of the merchandise when entering a shop?

"Ahem."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Scar Dog's face, as he awkwardly said, "Sorry, sorry, it's occupational, just an occupational habit."

At this moment.

The salesperson inside the shop came over enthusiastically and asked, "May I know what kind of weapons you are looking to buy?"

"We have handguns, submachine guns, rifles, machine guns, heavy machine guns."

"From bullet weapons to energy weapons."

"We have everything you could ever want. Whatever you want, we can definitely help you find your favorite weapon."

Kerr Cowell and Scar Dog looked at each other and said, "Take us to check out the energy weapons."

"Okay."

The pleased salesperson led the two to a couple of counters deeper in the shop: "This is all energy firearms, which type do you prefer?"

"Hmm..."

"Rifles."

Kerr Cowell slightly hesitated and thought that with their current financial constraints, a rifle could adapt to more diverse situations and wouldn't be as limiting.

"Take a look at this one."

I must say, the salesman's professional demeanor was quite high. He quickly brought out a rifle from the counter and handed it over: "This is the latest model of energy rifles we have."

"Sir, please have a look."

"Alright."

This firearm, with just its appearance alone, piqued Kerr Cowell's interest. It resembled a kind of rifle used by special forces back on Blue Star. Compact design, stealthy all-black paint.

A very suitable weapon for combat.

"Item Name": Black Sword Rifle.

"Item Level": One-Star Item.

"Item Effect": Ammo capacity 100 shots. Firing speed 1600 rounds per minute. Effective killing range 200 meters. Recoil 2 kilograms.

"Item Introduction": Can withstand dust, water, and other harsh battle conditions.

"Modifiable Range": Caliber, ammo capacity, firing speed, barrel length, and recoil.

"Sir, what do you think of this firearm?"

The salesman at the side introduced, "This energy firearm, we have two versions."

"One is with a detachable energy box."

"One is with a non-detachable energy box."

"Is there a difference?"

Kerr Cowell asked, furrowing his brow.

"Of course, sir."

The salesman's good professional manner prevented him from showing any unnecessary facial expressions and went on to explain, "The version with the detachable energy box means that the bullet shell of this gun can be interchanged."

"When you run out of bullets, you can replace the energy box to reload your firearm."

"As for the version with a non-detachable energy box, this means that the bullet shell of this gun can't be replaced."

"Once the bullets in your shell are used up, you can't reload your firearm by changing the shell. You have to wait for 24 hours for the bullets in your energy box to refill."

"In terms of price, the version with the detachable energy box is cheaper, costing only 100,000 credit points. But the non-detachable version is a bit more expensive, about 120,000."

"If sir often engages in high-intensity battles, I would suggest the first version to ensure your firepower is always at its peak. All you need to do is carry a few energy boxes with you."

"If sir is buying a gun only for self-defense or occasional hunting, then naturally, the second version is a better choice. After all, there's no need to purchase extra energy boxes, so the subsequent expenditure will be less."

"The energy box for the second version is a special customization that can auto-refill energy in 24 hours. The first version doesn't have this feature. The energy boxes are disposable, once used up, they can be thrown away."

"Hmm..."

Scar Dog murmured with a slightly complicated expression, "It sounds like the difference between a petrol car and an electric car."

Kerr Cowell understood as well.

Generally speaking, the cost of using an electric car is definitely less than a petrol car. After all, when petrol runs out, you need to refill it. Whereas for electric cars, although the car might be more expensive initially, the subsequent costs are much less.

Nevertheless...

Kerr Cowell paused before asking, "For this second version of the gun, if the energy box breaks and needs to be replaced, how much will it cost?"

"Well..."

The salesman hesitated before explaining, "Under normal usage, it wouldn't have much issue within one to two years."

"Okay."

Kerr Cowell didn't want to waste more words. The sooner they left the better. The longer they stayed the more unsafe it was. He said, "Give me the second one."

"Alright, sir."

The salesman's face instantly lit up as he took the firearm from the counter and gave it to Kerr Cowell, "This materializes as 120,000 credit points."

"Do you want to purchase some accessories?"

"We have shooting aids, silencers, and other things that fit this rifle."

"Not for now."

Kerr Cowell shook his head, looking at Scar Dog, "You pick a gun. Let's get ready to go."

"Yes!"

As Scar Dog excitedly went to select a firearm.

Kerr Cowell started strolling casually around the shop but his wandering eyes seemed to be unconsciously eyeing the security measures.

Hmm.

The security measures in this shop were clearly much better than those in the item shop.

They had a self-controlled machine gun system.

If activated.

All the enemies inside the room would be indiscriminately strafed by several machine guns.

"Right."

Kerr Cowell, who had been wandering around the shop for several rounds, asked somewhat puzzled.

"Don't you have things like bulletproof vests?"

"Well..."

Noting Kerr Cowell's question, a look of understanding flashed in the salesman's eyes.

Without any unnecessary movements, he walked up and explained, "Sir."

"Over the years, the evolution and constant modification of the Mechanical Race's firearms have made their power far beyond what ordinary bulletproof vests can withstand."