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Long Ming took a deep breath, suppressing his nausea as he approached the beheaded man-eating ghoul's corpse. This game was also somewhat strange. After monsters were killed, they didn't drop any loot, leaving behind only their corpses. It was completely different from the games he had played before. Long Ming crouched down and reached out to touch the ghoul's corpse. The texture felt incredibly real. If he wasn't mistaken, the corpse itself must be the loot. For a moment, Long Ming felt somewhat dazed—was this the real world or something virtual? But then Long Ming suddenly noticed a gray metal ring on the index finger of the ghoul's deformed hand claw. He reached out and took off the gray metal ring, examining it closely. The material was unusual, cold to the touch, with markings on the surface that made it look quite valuable. Long Ming scanned it with his wristband. Unknown Ring Grade: Blue Value: ??? After reading the information displayed on his wristband, Long Ming thought for a few seconds, then used his wristband to scan and store the ring into his safe box. Although he didn't know what the ring did, it looked like it should be worth quite a bit. Long Ming carefully examined the beheaded man-eating ghoul from head to toe, hoping to find something, but unfortunately found nothing else of value. He then turned around and continued searching deeper into the warehouse, soon reaching the interior. At that moment, Long Ming discovered a headless skeleton lying in the corner. The skeleton held a gun in its hand, its clothes tattered. Long Ming immediately walked over, crouched down, and reached out to pick up the gun. But when he picked it up, the entire gun snapped in half, and there were no bullets in the chamber. Long Ming was momentarily helpless; he could only throw away the broken gun in his hand, his gaze falling on the skeleton. At that point, he noticed that the skeleton seemed to be wearing a pair of old training shoes on its feet. Long Ming reached out and pulled off the shoes, and immediately a moldy smell mixed with soot wafted up. Ugh~ At that moment, Long Ming almost choked, but his wristband then displayed the corresponding information. Old Black Training Shoes. Durability: 12/100 Long Ming glanced at the wristband's prompt and, disgusted, threw away the shoes. The shoes not only smelled terrible, but their durability was nearly at the bottom. Even if mosquito meat was small, it was still meat, but he couldn't take every piece of garbage. Long Ming continued searching the skeleton and soon found an ancient metal pocket watch. He opened the pocket watch cover and found that its hands had stopped moving; he didn't know if it was broken. Still, Long Ming threw the pocket watch into his backpack, then continued searching the warehouse. Ten minutes later, Long Ming walked out of the warehouse. Although there were many things inside, most weren't very valuable, and they were extremely heavy—impossible to carry out, so he had to give up on them. At that moment, Gu Yi and Chen Wei also came out from the neighboring house, and the three met up. "Brother, there doesn't seem to be anything valuable over here." "Then let's search above!" Long Ming heard what the two had said and replied: "Okay." The two nodded. The three then headed toward the stairs. Soon they reached the upper level, where many steel houses were also situated. Judging by appearances, these houses were smaller than those below, but looked more exquisite. Long Ming turned to survey the surrounding buildings, his gaze landing on a cannon turret-like structure up high. His heart stirred—maybe weapons could be found up there. With that thought, he said to the two: "I'll go search that left turret." "Then we'll search the right." Gu Yi and Chen Wei nodded. "Okay, be careful!" Long Ming said, then cautiously headed toward the turret. A moment later. Long Ming successfully reached the base of the turret. The entire turret base was an iron cylinder, surrounded by a rusty iron ladder, with a platform on top. Long Ming gripped his axe and carefully walked up the iron ladder. Thud, thud~ The higher Long Ming climbed, the more his view opened up. The entire moving fortress building and the vast desert came into view. Breezes blew past. Long Ming gazed at this beautiful night scenery, momentarily stunned, his steps unconsciously slowing. To be honest, this scenery truly made Long Ming feel refreshed and delighted, but unfortunately he wasn't in the mood to appreciate it now. He immediately quickened his pace and climbed up. Soon Long Ming reached the platform. He swept a glance across the entire platform. Inside the platform stood an iron house. When Long Ming reached the door of the iron house, he found an old, rusty iron lock hanging on it. Without the slightest hesitation, he raised his axe and chopped down at the rusty iron lock. Clack! The rusty iron lock was instantly chopped off. Long Ming extended his left hand, carefully pushing open the door. After scanning around and seeing no danger, he went inside. The interior was extremely cramped. An old cannon was embedded in the wall, beside it was an iron ammunition box. On the other side of the room stood a dust-covered table and an iron bed. Long Ming was stunned; he hadn't expected there to really be a cannon up here, but its huge size made it impossible to take away. At that moment, his gaze fell on the ammunition box. Inside were round cannonballs. Long Ming looked at these cannonballs with novelty—such old weapons could only be seen in Shanchengshan's military museum. He reached out and tried to move one, but found it extremely heavy. If he put it in his backpack, the road ahead would probably be difficult to walk. Thinking this, he tried scanning it with his wristband, and a yellow prompt immediately popped up. "Unable to contain. Requires 2*2 to contain. Please upgrade your safe box!" Seeing this, Long Ming roughly understood: his 1*1*1 safe box could only hold very small items like jewelry; anything slightly larger wouldn't fit. He immediately gave up taking the cannonballs and walked toward the table in the corner. When Long Ming reached the table, a smile instantly appeared at the corner of his mouth. On the table lay an old single-shot rifle, with a small box beside it containing five bullets. In addition, there was a dust-covered map on the table. Long Ming picked up the old single-shot rifle, and his wristband immediately displayed a prompt. Dukap K1 Single-Shot Rifle Durability: 67/100 Ammunition Loaded: 5 rounds. Long Ming wiped the single-shot rifle with his hand and blew the dust off. He tried pulling the bolt, test-firing the empty gun to check its condition—it would be terrible if it malfunctioned when he actually needed it. Although this was his first time using this model of firearm, he had handled firearms quite a bit before, so he quickly got the hang of it. In fact, the higher institute Long Ming graduated from was under semi-military management, and all students had to undergo strict training. This was one reason why graduates from that institute were highly regarded. (End of chapter)",