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He hesitated for awhile but finally decided to head to Old Zhang’s located in the western portion of the flea market.

Old Zhang’s minimart was located in a deserted alley in the western area of the flea market.
Normally, opening a store in the flea market was an expensive endeavor even in a small stronghold.
Therefore opening a store in such a deserted spot spoke volumes about its owner being an eccentric person.

Lin Huang had to ask for directions several times before he finally found the minimart.

 

Looking at the the two words “Sky High” written in bold letters on the store sign, Lin Huang couldn’t help but chuckle. 'Such a haughty old man.'

His first impression of the minimart as he stepped in was that its orderly, and completely different from the cluttered unorganized store he had in mind.
Each item was neatly organized and displayed on their respective shelves.
The interior was well decorated and looked completely out of place in such a deserted alley.

“Is the owner here?”  Lin Huang did not directly call out the owner’s name as a form of respect.
Calling a senior by his given name was disrespectful and Lin Huang was, at least in his mind, anything but disrespectful.

“Take a look around yourself , when you’ve found what you want, you can call me over to settle the bill.” The owner didn’t come out to meet Lin Huang but merely raised his voice from across the store.
Judging by the voice, Old Zhang didn’t seem like an old man but rather a middle aged man.

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'This reminds me of the supermarkets from Earth.'

Seeing that Old Zhang didn’t want to be disturbed, he didn’t ask for assistance but  instead headed off to the gun section of the store.

 

As he looked through the selection on display, his eyes opened wide in shock.
The shelf was stocked with Equipment ranging from BlackIron all the way to Gold.
Furthermore, these were all limited editions!

'Looks like he’s pretty rich…'

After a round of window shopping, Lin Huang finally started looking for his bullets.
He quickly found them but only saw a box on display.
He took a box for each ammo type and went to the counter, “Owner, I’m done choosing however I require more of these.”

 

“Let me see.”

 

The owner walked out as he said this.
It was bald, bearded, middle aged man with a dark tan.
He looked to be about 40 years of age, however it could just be the beard making him look older.

He didn’t doubt that this was Old Zhang, while he looked plain, the impression he gave off was similar to this store.
However, he was curious why this man was known as Old Zhang despite not being old.

Old Zhang sized up Lin Huang before looking at the bullets.
He raised his brows as he said, “ So it’s a rich young master, how many bullets do you need?”

 

“I’m not a rich young master.
This gun was a gift.” Lin Huang definitely did not want to be ripped off for such a misunderstanding.
“What’s the price for these bullets”

 

“Same as the HeartNet’s price.” Old Zhang replied in a light tone.

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Lin Huang was taken aback by this reply.
According to rumors, this owner liked to raise the price of his goods by at least 2-3 times however he was now selling it to him at the original price.
Lin Huang started to doubt the quality of these bullets.

“These bullets are okay right?”

“What’s the matter, did you hear that I, Old Zhang, liked to rip off my customers and jack the prices up by 2-3 times?” He laughed as he replied.

 

Another such a stunning reply Lin Huang candidly responded “I did hear of such rumors.”

“It doesn’t matter where you heard this rumor from, it’s true.
I do enjoy ripping off my customers however that also depends on the person.
If I like you, I’ll sell it at the original price.
That’s all.” Old Zhang continued, “The goods are genuine, whether to buy or not, it’s up to you.”

 

Lin Huang stared into the owner’s eyes and after a short while, came to the conclusion that he was most likely telling the truth, “Alright I’ll believe you, I want 3,000 normal bullets and 300 armor piercing bullets.”

 

“Are you planning a massacre?” Old Zhang was stunned for a moment but reported his price, “ The total is 165,000 credits.”

“You have enough in stock?” Lin Huang couldn’t help but ask.

 

“Don’t worry there’s enough! No matter what you want and no matter how many you need, I have it.
As long as you can pay for it, I can even procure a Relic for you.” Old Zhang grinned as he said this.

 

If it was anyone else who said this he might have thought the owner was merely bragging, but after seeing Old Zhang’s collection, he really believed Old Zhang could find a Relic for him.
It still sounded like bragging though.

“Alright, when I need a Relic, I’ll come look for you!”

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