Chapter 43 Value

"You idiot have ruined my overall plan. Those guys have so good noses that I can't pretend to be arrested for the second time. If they recognize me, I will definitely draw all my blood before talking about anything else. The old drunkard changed his black dress when he first met Ling, and now he is wearing a gray-white shirt and a long windbreaker. As he thought about it, he took off his windbreaker.

There are many parts of firearms hidden in this inconspicuous windbreaker, and the old drunkard takes them off the windbreaker and assembles them skillfully. Soon, a modified sniper rifle appeared in Zero's eyes.

This sniper gun is not in any unknown gun sequence. It will be close to the old-fashioned Barem, but the barrel is longer and thicker. There is no sight on the gun. God knows what the old drunkard's line of sight is before he can hit the enemy with such a sniper gun. The bullet of the sniper rifle is also very special. It looks like an ordinary large-caliber sniper rifle, but the warhead is engraved with beautiful patterns.

Intuition tells Zero that these patterns are not only designed to look good, but also more likely to enhance the power of bullets.

Looking at Zero staring at his sniper rifle and bullets, the old drunkard was quite beautiful and shook the gun and said, "This is a good guy who has been with me all my life. It is an improved sniper rifle designed and made by my Excellency Ben Douglas. It's called Colt, and this baby is as small as a screw that I machined. Although your M500 is also a rare product, my Colt is only one in the world.

Zero showed a thoughtful expression, and the gun made by himself and the finished product made by the assembly line felt absolutely different when used. The hand-made firearms are like an extension of their own bloodline, devoting all the efforts of the author in the process of firearms from design to manufacturing to finished products. It is no exaggeration to say that when the finished product is completed, the gun also has its own soul.

Now Zero understands why there is no sight on this long-barre sniper rifle. But making your own firearms is simple, but the conditions are quite harsh. That requires not only a large number of suitable materials and related manufacturing equipment, but also requires the author to be familiar with a series of knowledge such as the principle of firearms and the processing of parts, which is not enough to do it.

"So, you are also employed by Remter to do reconnaissance missions here?" No matter what the drunkard's actual combat ability is, he alone can make his own firearms, which is worthy of zero respect.

The old drunkard looked at Zero and laughed and said, "Don't joke. Do you think I will take on this boring task? Let me guess, the reward of Remte's mission is no more than 10,000, even if he completely annihilates these troublesome rock spiders?

Zero nodded. Indeed, as I said, the last part of the promotion mission is to sweep the university town. After eliminating all rock spiders, the reward is 8,000 yuan. But this impossible task has not been considered at all.

"Kid you read economics?" Ben shook his head and said, "It's cost-effective, you know. The cost performance of your tasks and rewards is too low. Think about it, you won't get 10,000 yuan for killing all these things. But as long as I take something back from these monsters, it will be far more than this amount.

Zero's eyes suddenly lit up.

"It's value, boy. Every creature has its own value, from insects to tyrant bears to mobs wandering in the wilderness. These things have something called value. Ben stared at Zero: "The question is whether you can find it. Like rock spiders, the silk sac on their head and mouth cavity can not only secrete spider silk, but also carry their own neurotoxin. Spider silk itself is not valuable, but the neurotoxin that can be produced through the silk sac can be used on a variety of deadly weapons. Things like this can be sold for 50 yuan each on the black market.

Zero's heart beat softly.

In the past two days, he has hunted more than ten rock spiders. If it is calculated at 50 yuan per silk bag, he has let go of something worth more than 500 yuan for no reason.

"And rock spiders usually live together with another monster. That kind of monster is called a lurker. It is a cousin of the rock spider and is two to three times the size of the rock spider. Other organs of lurkers are worthless, but their shells are similar to some kind of optical armor, which is an important material for making invisible costumes. This is a good thing. The body of each lurker can be sold for 1,000 yuan. Ben smiled proudly: "Think about it, it's much easier to hunt such a monster than a dozen people than you sweep through the whole university town. But the rewards are the same, or even more. The so-called monster hunters should be familiar with the habits and weaknesses of various monsters. What's more, you should know their value!"

Hearing this, Zero already has plans to change his job. He never knew that some organs on the monster were so valuable. Their value far exceeds the reward of the task itself.

"How's it going, boy. Are you interested in making a profit with me? After completing the task, you can earn some extra money. It's not common to make money without losing money. Ben laughed.

Zero asked, "Why do you want to make me cheaper?"

In fact, no one is willing to cooperate with others in this kind of profitable business. One person always earns more than two people.

"Because I'm old, although I still have experience, my physical fitness is not as good as before. And this university town is too big, and there are more monsters. There are always more guarantees for many people. Ben pouted to the waist and said, "More importantly, you know how to use this good guy. Believe me, using the M500 well is not something that can be done with more power. People who use them well are usually with unknown wildness in their minds. Such a person usually becomes a good hunter. Hunters not only need constant calmness and self-control, but also need the determination and courage to go deep into the monster's nest. And you just have these."

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm at the same time. Zero thought about it and finally held Ben's hand.

The old drunkard blinked his eyes and said, "Welcome to join us, man. You will find that being a hunter is much more interesting than a mercenary!"