After a moment of silence, Xun Che let out a chuckle and said, "Since the amount of weapons is not a problem, then how do you sell them?"
Feng Yun calculated for a moment and said, "To improve the base’s overall strength, we need to improve the residents’ strength. So, we will sell the weapons in several grades."
"The lowest grade will be sold for 20 crystal cores each. The medium grade will be sold for 250 crystal cores each. The high grade will be sold for 800 crystal cores each. As for the custom-made weapon, the price will start from 1,500 crystal cores."
"Brother Yun, why does the price differ so much?" Xun Che asked.
"This is to prevent people with bad intentions from buying the weapons in large bulk and creating trouble. With different prices and grades, even if they want to get a high-grade weapon, they should see if they have the capability first," Feng Yun replied with a smile.
After he learned about the reason, Xun Che’s eyes lit up with realization and he said, "So that’s the reason. This is indeed a good idea."
"If the base buys the weapons for the guards and soldiers, we will sell the high-grade weapons for 100 crystal cores each," Wen Kai suddenly said.
This time, everyone turned to look at him. The price he gave was so low that Feng Yun felt pain in his pocket. But considering that the guards were an important line of defense for the base, it was normal for them to sell the weapons cheaply to improve the base’s defense.
Xun Che was delighted and said, "Then, we will order 25,000 short swords, 25,000 blades, and 50,000 daggers first. We will send the crystal cores over as soon as we finish counting them."
Reaching out his hand, Feng Yun said, "No problem. We will send over the weapons in batches once a week."
"Okay," Xun Che replied as he shook his hand.
After they settled the cooperation deal, the Phantom Team members left the building and returned to their team’s residence. They took a rest, had lunch, and started to produce the weapons.
Meanwhile, Gu Shaoze and Rong Mo’er were standing at the base’s main entrance as they sent off Rong Qinyu.
Looking at his cousin, Rong Qinyu patted her head and said, "Mo’er, don’t worry about me. I will contact you when I arrive at the Yunshan City Base. You have to be careful when you do things. Don’t always do things without thinking about the consequences."
Rong Mo’er lowered her head and replied softly, "I know."
After a moment of pause, she said, "Cousin, you have to take care of yourself, too. Make sure to avoid the rain."
Rong Qinyu looked at her for a while before he nodded and said, "Okay."
When he was done saying goodbye, he boarded his car and drove away.
In the midst of the busy schedule, two days passed in the blink of an eye. At this moment, it had been a week since Jiao Lizhi and Jin Xuyan went to explore the Capital City and clear the zombies while collecting the supplies.
"Roar!"
Several metal spears flew toward Jin Xuyan at a fast speed, following the roar of a high-level zombie.
CLANG! Crack!
Seeing the incoming attack, Jin Xuyan flipped his body mid-air while swinging his longsword, covered in his black flame, horizontally. The moment the blade touched the metal spears, it cut through them as if they were mud.
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