Chapter 22 Bombs, Arms Deal
Chapter 22 Bombs, Arms Deal
Jing Ningyu had a bad feeling.
"Wait, wait... what do you mean?"
"It means..." Su Jinjin slowly pressed her silver needle against his throat.
Her smile grew even brighter, her face full of kindness.
"Anyway, I saved your life, so you're practically mine. Now you either give me your weapon right now, or..."
Su Jinjin tightened her wrist slightly, the needle piercing Jing Ningyu's skin, drawing a bead of blood: "I'll take this life back, okay?"
Jing Ningyu: "..."
He looked at the girl in front of him, who smiled like an angel but acted like a devil, with tears welling up in his eyes.
Finally, resigned, he closed his eyes: "I... I suddenly remembered... it seems I can still squeeze out the energy for another weapon..."
Su Jinjin withdrew the silver needles with satisfaction: "That's more like it."
Jing Ningyu inwardly wailed: This is no savior, this is clearly a robber!
Jing Ningyu sighed helplessly, resigned to his fate and fulfilling his promise.
He struggled to raise his arm, which was still slightly mobile, and pulled a small cloth bag from his pocket, from which came a rustling sound of plastic clattering.
"Here, for you..." He handed over the bag listlessly.
Su Jinjin took the bag, deliberately feigning a puzzled expression.
She couldn't show that she already knew about the other person's talent, so she had to be full of doubt when Jing Ningyu took out the bag of toys.
She opened it and found it filled with all sorts of mini bomb toys.
There are finger-sized grenade models, matchbox-sized C4 explosive toys, and even a few candy-shaped explosive devices.
"Are you kidding me by taking out these toys?"
She feigned anger, her eyebrows raised, "I want the real thing! And you're giving me a toy?"
Jing Ningyu waved his hand weakly: "Miss, don't rush..."
As he spoke, he took a deep breath, and a faint blue light emanated from his pale fingertips.
He picked up a plastic grenade model and gently squeezed it in his palm.
A flash of blue light, and a heavy real grenade appeared in his hand!
Su Jinjin's eyes lit up, but she quickly straightened her face again: "Just one?"
Jing Ningyu shook his head with a wry smile and continued to display his talent.
As the blue light flashed, one explosive device after another materialized.
"Huff...huff..."
By the time the twentieth explosive device was materialized, Jing Ningyu was covered in sweat, his face was as white as paper, and he looked like he had been pulled out of the water.
Jing Ningyu: I feel completely drained!
Without saying a word, Su Jinjin quickly put all the weapons into her backpack, which she had actually already secretly transferred into her spatial storage.
She weighed her backpack with satisfaction and looked at the disheveled Jing Ningyu: "Wouldn't it have been better if you had just agreed to this earlier?"
Jing Ningyu weakly rolled his eyes: "You...you're taking advantage of me..."
Su Jinjin looked at Jing Ningyu with a smile and said in a cheerful tone, "What kind of talk is this, taking advantage of someone's misfortune? Well, I saved your life, so these weapons are my deserved reward."
Jing Ningyu: Dog's life? Listen to what you're saying, are you even speaking human language?
Su Jinjin patted her backpack and clothes, then said, "Well, now that the transaction is complete, I should go. Because of you, I haven't found anything useful all day, what a waste of time."
Jing Ningyu suddenly widened his eyes, staring incredulously at Su Jinjin's retreating figure as she turned to leave.
He immediately panicked: "Wait! No! How can you just leave like this?!"
Su Jinjin stopped and turned back to look at Jing Ningyu, who looked flustered, with a puzzled expression: "Why can't I leave?"
"Didn't you say you were going to save me?" Jing Ningyu tried to sit up, but his body was paralyzed and he couldn't move. He could only shout anxiously, "Now that we made a deal, how can you leave me behind!"
Su Jinjin looked at him as if he were an idiot: "Big brother, our deal is done. I saved you, you gave me weapons, now we're even, why can't I leave?"
She counted on her fingers, "I not only saved you, but I also stopped the bleeding, stitched up your wound, and prevented infection. What more could you want?"
Jing Ningyu was speechless for a moment, but still shouted unwillingly, "Me? Shouldn't the guarantee be that I survive in this instance? Now that you're leaving, I can't move. What if monsters come?"
"Huh?" Su Jinjin exaggeratedly picked at her ear, looking incredulous. "Handsome boy, you've got a big face! You want me to protect you forever?"
Su Jinjin rolled her eyes. "I'm just a passerby, not your bodyguard."
Jing Ningyu was sweating profusely, "But...but..."
"No buts," Su Jinjin waved her hand, turning to leave. "I suggest you rest well while the paralysis is still working, and find a place to hide as soon as you can move. Bye~"
"etc!"
Jing Ningyu gritted his teeth.
"I…I can keep giving you weapons! More and better weapons! As long as you can protect me until I regain my mobility, and of course, give me some food."
Jing Ningyu could actually feel his body recovering rapidly because he had taken the body-modifying pills that the system had rewarded him with.
Not only does physical fitness improve, but the body's recovery ability also becomes faster.
The only downside was that he was very hungry. Extremely hungry!
Su Jinjin stopped in her tracks.
She slowly turned around, her expression unchanged, but she was overjoyed inside.
"Oh! What weapons can you provide?"
"I can materialize any toy that isn't too big or special."
After finishing his sentence, Jing Ningyu hurriedly added, "As you can see, although my talent is powerful, there's a daily limit to its use. Those bombs have already exhausted my energy for today, and I won't have time for more weapons until tomorrow at the earliest. So... you have to protect me until tomorrow."
Su Jinjin frowned, her mind in turmoil.
She definitely wanted more weapons.
Firearms are practically life-saving artifacts in apocalyptic dungeons.
However, having a temporarily disabled dependent will significantly increase the difficulty of survival.
More importantly, the crane operator's cab was her secret hideout. It was a small, secluded space, a safe haven she had carefully prepared, and she absolutely could not expose it to this stranger she had just met.
"Hmm…" Su Jinjin's eyes flickered.
She admitted that she was selfish.
But so what?
In this cannibalistic apocalyptic game, a saintly heart will only hasten your demise.
She must not put herself in danger because of a moment of weakness.
"I can promise to protect you until tomorrow," Su Jinjin said slowly, "but there are a few conditions."
Jing Ningyu's eyes lit up: "Go ahead!"
"I'm only responsible for protecting you until tomorrow morning. By then, whether you can heal your wounds or not, you must give me the weapon I promised."
"Can!"
Seeing that this guy agreed so quickly, Su Jinjin was afraid that he would play tricks. She held the silver needle in her hand to Jing Ningyu's neck and said, "If you dare to play any tricks, I will make you die a more miserable death than if you had encountered a parasitic monster."