Pirated Immortals in the World of Spirit Weapons

Chapter 24 The Best Partner

Zhu Que carefully put away the two pistols and left the junkyard.

As night deepened, he went straight to the Hope Self-Cultivation Center to continue his all-night cultivation.

Three more days passed just like that.

As evening fell, the streetlights were bright and the crowds were bustling. Zhu Que and Xiao Cai met at the agreed-upon location.

"How is it?"

Upon meeting, Xiao Cai asked nervously and expectantly, "Did the pistol replica go smoothly?"

Zhu Que didn't say much. He led Xiao Cai to a secluded corner, then took out two pistols from his pocket and handed them to her.

"oh?!"

Xiao Cai's eyes lit up immediately, and she examined the two guns from all angles.

She discovered that the two pistols were almost identical in terms of metal texture, gun proportions, grip curvature, weight, and feel.

She froze for several seconds, then suddenly looked up, her voice trembling: "You really succeeded in replicating it?!"

Zhu Que chuckled and said, "It's alright, isn't it?"

"That's amazing!!"

Xiao Cai looked excited and exclaimed, "I really never expected this! We can actually do arms dealing!"

Zhu Que calmly said, "Don't be so happy. This thing also has flaws. After firing ten shots in a row, two of them will be duds."

"Hmm, this flaw..."

Xiao Cai thought about it carefully and said, "It seems to have little impact. Even if it's not repaired, it can still be sold. After all, most of the people who buy firearms and magical artifacts are gang members, so as long as they have enough power, it's fine."

Zhu Que nodded slightly and said, "That's my assessment too, and the price can be negotiated down very low."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go see Boss Meng right now!"

Xiao Cai put away her pistol and excitedly dragged Zhu Que to the black market.

Night falls.

The black market in Jinfeng Town was dimly lit.

Inside the Wildfire shop, the dim red lights flickered.

When Zhu Que and Xiao Cai entered, they saw Meng Laoda still playing games in the corner, cursing and swearing, the controller clicking loudly.

"Boss Meng, we're here."

"How's your imitation coming along?"

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Boss Meng asked a question without turning his head.

"Boss Meng, take a look at this."

Xiao Cai handed over the two pistols with both hands.

"Oh?"

Boss Meng glanced at it, then raised an eyebrow, put down the handle, picked up the gun, weighed it in his hand, and asked in surprise:

"You made this in just three days?"

"Yes."

"That's interesting."

Meng Laoda stood up and fired a burst of shots at a target a dozen meters away in the testing area not far away.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—"

A series of short, rapid gunshots suddenly rang out, and the fireballs tore through the air, hitting the bullseye one after another.

The gun was stable, with a crisp recoil and no noticeable lag; the marks on the target surface also revealed the pistol's power.

This moment.

Meng Laoda carefully examined the counterfeit pistol that Zhu Que had made, and the nonchalant look on his face finally disappeared.

"You've got some skill. You managed to replicate this handgun to this extent in just three days."

She originally thought that these counterfeit products would at most be similar in appearance, but she didn't expect them to be almost identical to the original in every aspect.

"However, our replica pistols have some flaws..."

Zhu Que briefly described the "side effects".

"There's such a problem?"

Meng was slightly taken aback, and fired again. Sure enough, after ten shots each time, two of them went astray.

She immediately disassembled the pistol, examined its core structure and the Crimson Fire Spirit Stone, and quickly identified the problem.

"We've found the problem. The spirit patterns on the Crimson Fire Crystal are engraved incorrectly. The deviation isn't significant, but after continuous firing, it causes a temporary disruption in the spiritual energy circulation, which manifests directly as a misfire."

As she spoke, she looked at Zhu Que and asked, "This is a problem with the manufacturing process. Do you have a way to resolve it?"

"Not for now, this is all we can do at the moment," Zhu Que said, shaking his head.

"Boss Meng, can this flaw be repaired later?" Xiao Cai asked.

"Difficult to repair."

Old Meng shook his head.

"If we want to repair it, we have to erase all the spirit runes and re-carve them. This process is enough to make a whole new gun."

"But then again, this flaw doesn't seem to have much of an impact," Xiao Cai continued, picking up the conversation.

"That's true. The flaw is perfectly acceptable, but the price would have to be significantly reduced."

"Of course, price is negotiable."

What is the daily output?

"A maximum of twenty games per day."

"That's alright, let's talk about the price."

"I can offer you 1500 spirit coins per gun."

Xiao Cai pretended to think for a moment, then gave Boss Meng a price.

"Too expensive."

Boss Meng lit a cigarette and said calmly, "If it's flawless, I can even offer 3000. If it's flawed, it's definitely not worth that price."

"How about 1400 then?"

"1000".

"1300!"

Xiao Cai pretended to hesitate for a moment, then said with a pained expression, "Boss Meng, we really can't go any lower. Raw materials already make up the bulk of the cost; if we go any lower, we won't have any profit margin left."

"1200." Boss Meng exhaled a puff of smoke.

"..."

Xiao Cai paused, exchanged a glance with Zhu Que, gritted her teeth, and said, "Fine! 1200 it is!"

"Deal! Happy cooperation!"

Old Meng smiled and extended his hand.

Then.

The three finalized some details regarding the delivery time, location, and quantity, ultimately settling on—

Twenty handguns were delivered at a fixed time and place every day.

Zhu Que's reason was very simple—their factory did not have the conditions to store large quantities of weapons and magical artifacts for a long period of time.

Meng Laoda had no objection to this.

……

Zhu Que and Xiao Cai left the black market.

The moon was bright and the stars were few. A night breeze blew, and Xiao Cai breathed a slight sigh of relief. Then, she put her hands on her hips triumphantly and laughed with a boastful tone:

"How's it going? My network of connections is pretty good, right?"

"Sister Cai is awesome!"

Zhu Que gave her a thumbs up.

He genuinely acknowledged this point.

Without Xiao Cai's help, he would never have had the chance to contact a black market businessman like Boss Meng.

"We agreed on this beforehand," Xiao Cai reminded her, "You take 700 for each gun, and I'll take 500."

"no problem."

This revenue split was agreed upon in advance by Zhu Que and Xiao Cai.

Regardless of the final transaction price, Zhu Que will only take 700 spirit coins for each gun, and the rest will all go to Xiao Cai.

Therefore, the higher the price negotiated, the more money Xiao Cai makes.

"Twenty guns, each costing 500 spirit coins, that's 1 a day, and around 30 a month!"

Xiao Cai counted on her fingers, her eyes growing brighter and brighter, looking like a money-grubber. In the end, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

At that moment, she suddenly felt that being fired from the company might not be such a bad thing.

The world outside is truly vast and boundless!

Zhu Que spoke up, "Sister Cai, there's something I need to trouble you with."

"What is it?"

"Could you help me rent a mid-level training room for a month?"

"Intermediate training room? What are you doing...?"

Xiao Cai was slightly taken aback, and instinctively wanted to say, "Why don't you rent it yourself?", but then she suddenly remembered Zhu Que's identity.

In the cultivation center, anyone can rent a basic cultivation room, but there are identity restrictions for intermediate cultivation rooms.

Zhu Que, being a fifth-class person, cannot rent an intermediate-level cultivation room.

"Sure, I'll rent one for you."

Xiao Cai readily nodded, "Renting an intermediate-level cultivation room for a month will cost approximately 18 spirit coins."

Zhu Que took out the stack of membership cards that Zheng Yuanbai had given him.

"These cards should cover part of the cost. I'll pay you the rest after I sell the handgun in a few days."

"No problem, I'll cover the rest of the cost for you."

"Thank you, Sister Cai."

"No need to thank me, we're just the best partners!"

Then.

Xiao Cai used her membership card and her own savings to help Zhu Que rent an intermediate cultivation room for a month at the Hope Self-Cultivation Center.

For Zhu Que, he would have to change his training room sooner or later.

As his cultivation level improved, the supply of spiritual energy in the primary cultivation room was about to be unable to keep up with his absorption rate.

Currently, his rate of absorbing spiritual energy and the rate at which the second-tier Spirit Gathering Cloth gathers spiritual energy are maintained at a perfect balance.

But if he improves even a little more, this balance will be completely broken, so he must prepare in advance.