I Carry a Game World With Me

Chapter 170: Chapter 158: Are You Coming Up Here to Die?

They also didn’t have the capital or connections to do anything big, so it was clear the two of them weren’t doing very well for themselves.

After being shown to a room, Lu Feng instructed Hadona and Black Snake not to disturb him.

Black Snake naturally gave his immediate assurance.

Hadona also nodded eagerly.

Lu Feng locked the door from the inside. With a single thought, he entered the game, appearing in the air-raid shelter of Qingfeng Base, and then summoned Guo Zhen.

"Boss!" Guo Zhen called out respectfully the moment he appeared before Lu Feng.

Lu Feng ordered, "Take me to the warehouse. Didn’t the exploration team find a lot of Gold before?"

"Yes, Boss!" Guo Zhen nodded and led Lu Feng toward one of the warehouses in the air-raid shelter.

This warehouse wasn’t locked. After opening the door, they saw all sorts of gold jewelry piled on the floor inside, along with gold bars and various jewels, jade, and jadeite...

These were all luxury items from before the apocalypse, things countless women had once coveted. But now, they were all piled up high on the ground like garbage.

Clearly, the exploration team’s haul had been quite substantial.

It was just that in the apocalypse, this entire pile was worth less than the grain in the adjacent warehouse. At least the warehouses storing grain were locked.

’Doesn’t the warehouse for the Gold even deserve to be locked?’

Looking at the pile, Lu Feng took some of the gold jewelry, gold bars, and jadeite, storing them all in his backpack space.

He needed to trade for weapons, but even abroad, he had no way of transferring large sums of money into the accounts of those factions.

The regulations back home were extremely strict on this front, with almost zero tolerance. The moment any link was established with the accounts of these factions, the bank’s monitoring system would flag it, causing trouble for the account and, by extension, for him.

Therefore, to conduct trade in a place like this, he needed to have sufficient funds.

When funds weren’t an option, trading goods was also accepted, provided the items were genuinely valuable—like Gold and jadeite, for instance.

Jadeite was especially useful, since this was Myanmar, a country famous for its jadeite production.

Many owners of jadeite mines had their own private armed forces and constituted very powerful factions.

Therefore, jadeite was frequently traded here, and using it in place of currency was perfectly acceptable.

Dalat Town was in the border region of Myanmar, and the factions there also completely accepted trade in jadeite.

Thus, the items he’d found in the game world could be put to great use in reality, and he wouldn’t have to deal with the hassle of processing them back home.

Nearby, Guo Zhen watched as Lu Feng made the Gold and jadeite vanish, but he wasn’t surprised. After all, everyone knew their boss had a special spatial ability and seemed to control a very large space.

This space could hold a great many things.

When the boss disappeared, he was likely entering this space. The items he produced were probably obtained elsewhere, placed into the space, brought to Qingfeng Base, and then taken out.

But as for the exact details, no one dared to investigate.

Who would be stupid enough to go probing?

After all, the boss was an incredibly powerful ability user and the master of everyone in the base.

Unless someone had grown tired of living, that is.

After storing some Gold and jadeite into his backpack space, Lu Feng glanced at the closed warehouse door and instructed Guo Zhen, "You should probably put a lock on this warehouse."

’Even in the apocalypse, we should at least give things like Gold and jadeite a little bit of respect.’

...

「The next day.」

After a small meal, Hadona led Lu Feng out to an underground plaza called Thornwa, located in the northwest corner of the city of Hagon.

The main reason was that Lu Feng didn’t want to waste time, and this was a place where one could recruit many people. It was a sort of talent market, like a mercenary gathering point from a novel.

Something along those lines, anyway.

Some might wonder what era this was to still be relying on such recruitment methods. In the movies, they always recruit online, without even needing to meet face-to-face.

Unfortunately, this was Myanmar, where the internet wasn’t necessarily that developed.

As soon as they reached Thornwa, Lu Feng found the place bustling with activity, packed with burly, intimidating men, many of whom were carrying weapons.

In the center of the plaza stood a fighting ring where a match was underway. It was surrounded by crowds of brawny men shouting wildly, their testosterone seemingly through the roof, creating a passionate, intense atmosphere.

At that moment, Hadona turned to ask Lu Feng, "President Lu, what kind of help are you looking to recruit? The price for hiring different people here varies."

"Tell me about all the options," Lu Feng said, not rushing to a decision. He wasn’t familiar with this place, and it was his first time doing something like this.

Hadona began to explain, "President Lu, while there are all sorts of people here, some are very cheap. They’re just cannon fodder. Many factions hire them, send one batch out to fight, and when they’re wiped out, they just hire another."

"These guys aren’t worth much. They’re all hoping to latch onto a powerful patron and ride their coattails to fame and fortune. Unfortunately, most of them never find a real patron and just get wiped out in their first big fight."

"After all, in a place like Myanmar, there are countless factions like that. You cut one down, and another sprouts up. But if just one person succeeds and makes it big, they become a role model for everyone else. They all think they’ll be the one to make it."

Black Snake added, "It’s like people who buy lottery tickets back home. Everyone thinks they’re going to be the lucky winner."

Lu Feng naturally understood the logic. ’It’s just wishful thinking,’ he thought. ’Or maybe they just figure they have nothing to lose and want to gamble on a better future.’

After all, in a place like Myanmar, a man with a gun really could become a big shot.

Hadona continued, "Then there are the elites, who are more expensive. For them, you either have to post a recruitment notice listing the compensation, and whoever finds it suitable will contact you. Of course, some of them post their own listings, stating their requirements. If you want to hire them, you have to meet their demands.

"Most faction leaders will hire a good number of these elites. However, there’s another recruitment method that can land you even more expensive—and capable—personnel!"

"President Lu, you see that ring in the center of the plaza? Not just anyone is qualified to get up there—only the true experts. If someone can win five consecutive matches in that ring, their value skyrockets. They’re not the kind of person an ordinary recruiter can hire!"

Hearing this, Lu Feng found it unreasonable. ’In this day and age, what’s the use of martial skill when guns exist?’

But on second thought, he realized that someone with superior physical skills would also have greater agility, reflexes, strength, and speed. If a person like that also knew how to handle a gun, they’d be terrifying.

Hadona added, "If a faction leader can send one of his men to defeat the current champion, or even just win three matches in a row to prove their strength, it also becomes much easier to recruit these experts."

"Some leaders who are extremely confident in their own strength even go up to fight personally. Those types are without a doubt absolute badasses..."

Hadona hadn’t even finished speaking when he realized Lu Feng was no longer beside him. Looking up, he saw Lu Feng already walking toward the ring.

Hadona froze for a second. Seeing Black Snake had already gone after him, he quickly hurried to catch up.

Lu Feng strode toward the fighting ring.

’Even though Hadona’s explanation sounds bizarre, this seems like a quick and easy way to recruit skilled people,’ he thought. ’I can’t be bothered with anything more complicated.’

A moment later, Lu Feng arrived before the ring, drawing the attention of the surrounding crowd.

After all, there was a noticeable difference in appearance between people from his country and the locals in Myanmar.

Besides, compared to the brawny men all around, his build could be described as slender.

"Who’s next?" On the ring, a victor had been decided. The man with a red lizard tattooed on his back bellowed.

Gasps of surprise rose from the crowd!

Hadona immediately translated, "President Lu, that guy’s called Red Lizard. He’s really famous. He’s already won four matches in a row and is about to go for his fifth. Right now he’s taunting the crowd, asking who’s next... Pres... President Lu!"

Hadona stared in astonishment as Lu Feng vaulted onto the ring.

More gasps rippled through the crowd. Who was this young foreigner, daring to challenge Red Lizard? Did he have a death wish?

"Kid, you come up here looking to die?" Red Lizard sneered, a mocking look on his face as he cracked his knuckles against each other.