Please call me Cyber ​​Demon King

The priest knew the price wasn't good, but he had tried his best to keep it at that level; there was nothing he could do about it since that was the only amount people were willing to pay.

If meat from legitimate channels enters the market, he can sell it for ten or twenty times the price, because it's a symbol of status and wealth.

I'm here~ even though I'm a little late~~~

Chapter 86 The Feeling of Flesh Being Touched

"Fine.

Ke Ling had no choice; that's how the market is, and he couldn't force people to pay him.

This is true for non-essential goods, especially those with inflated prices. People are unwilling to buy them, so they just rot in your hands.

People won't die if they don't eat real meat, let alone such expensive real meat, which costs 1000 yuan per kilogram. One meal of this meat can be equivalent to two months' worth of meat for others.

Synthetic meat can provide protein just as well, and since most people can't afford it, they simply eat protein chunks.

For ordinary workers, having a job that provides protein bars, vegetable paste, and kombucha is already extremely rare.

"Okay, you can deliver the goods at the designated location."

The priest replied, relieved; this was the first time he had ever done this kind of business.

Business on the black market is also difficult, especially food, which doesn't have a clear value like weapons or vehicles.

According to conventional thinking, this thing is so rare that it must be able to sell for an astronomical price, but even if you set an astronomical price, there still has to be someone willing to buy it.

The problem is, people who are willing to pay for this already have legitimate channels; they have no need to buy your dubious offering.

"take it easy."

Ke Ling first weighed out ten kilograms of venison, and then gave an extra pound as a gift, emphasizing a steady, long-term approach, suggesting that he would come back to buy more if he liked it.

The idea of ​​getting rich overnight is indeed unrealistic, but that may not be a bad thing. After all, if the profits are too high, there will definitely be people who are envious.

Company dogs and competitors are like cats; they'll come running at the slightest smell of fish. Huge profits also mean trouble and danger.

Frankly speaking, the current price, coupled with the unique categories he sells, is already enough to make people take notice.

He's only just completed his first order, and given the size of the transaction, it shouldn't be discovered unless the buyer publicizes it extensively.

As for whether the buyer will go out and publicize it, Ke Ling believes that any normal person would not do that.

Even if you want to show off, you'll definitely say you bought it through legitimate channels. If you say you bought it from the black market, wouldn't that be a pointless act?

"Jack, are you free to leave right now?"

Ke Ling sent a message to Jack Wells, preparing to hand over the handover work to him.

It's not that he can't make the trades himself, but he always wants to give Jack Wells and V some sense of involvement.

Otherwise, given Jack Wells and V's personalities, they definitely wouldn't accept just taking money without doing any work.

"Of course, brother. What brings me to Misty?"

Jack Wells replied to the message, took V to Old V, and then went to find Misty.

"The butcher shop has a customer, let's do a handover."

Ke Ling sent the location and details of the transaction to Jack Wells.

"Coming right now!"

Jack Wells was elated when he saw the order number "20,000".

A short while later, Ke Ling met Jack Wells and V at the door.

V came over too, and Old V quickly and easily removed the projectile launcher for her.

"This is 20,000?"

Jack Wells took the meat and couldn't help but say something, as if it were a little unreal.

"Don't think it's too little; this price is pretty good on the black market."

Ke Ling explained that he had accepted the reality and considered the 20,000 as free money. With that in mind, what was there to be unable to accept?

"Forehead"

Jack Wells was taken aback; it wasn't that he thought it was too little.

A can of synthetic meat costs around 1000 yuan per kilogram, so what more could you ask for?

Jack Wells and V exchanged a glance but remained silent. Perhaps Ke Ling was comparing the cost of obtaining the meat.

But Ke Ling didn't say where she got the meat from, and they didn't feel comfortable asking any further questions. The two of them simply put the meat into a black bag and left.

After the two left, Ke Ling took out the submachine gun he had previously captured and repeated the process of flesh and blood activation once again.

Melee weapons can be brought to life with flesh and blood, and ranged weapons are no exception. Soon, the submachine gun was enveloped in Ke Ling's flesh and blood.

Ke Ling tossed it aside and continued his training. After about an hour, he received feedback that his flesh and blood had been revitalized.

Holding the submachine gun in his hand, Ke Ling examined it carefully.

The appearance of the submachine gun has also changed, turning blood red and covered with eerie dark patterns.

Its newfound ability allows Ke Ling to manipulate the bullets it fires, changing their direction at will.

In addition, if the bullets run out, Ke Ling can replenish them with flesh and blood.

In other words, as long as Ke Ling holds this gun, it's essentially an auto-aiming gun with unlimited ammo, and the ammo is retrievable.

"boom!"

Ke Ling raised his hand and fired a shot at the wall. The bullet drifted, circled around the room a few times, and finally fell limply to the floor.

Ke Ling picked it up, and the bullet turned into flesh and blood, returning to his hand.

"The shooting power has not changed in essence; it can just be controlled at will, but changing the direction too many times will reduce the power."

Ke Ling concluded that the ability after the flesh and blood were activated was somewhat like an intelligent weapon, only more sensitive and smoother to control.

If I had to say, the ability to have unlimited ammo is more economical and practical, at least it saves some money and also saves time on reloading.

Ke Ling studied it for a while longer. Once separated from the carrier, he could not activate the bullet on his own. Just like a samurai sword, once separated from the carrier, he could not make a sword grow out of his hand on its own.

"What about this?"

Ke Ling activated an armor-piercing bullet with his own flesh and blood, and then he tried to replicate it on his own, but he still couldn't.

However, he can directly load armor-piercing rounds into the submachine gun after the flesh and blood have been activated.

"Are the bullets replaceable?"

Ke Ling understood that as long as the bullets were activated by his flesh and blood and were of the type suitable for submachine guns, he could directly fill them with his own flesh and blood.

"Can the bullets explode inside the enemy's body, causing secondary damage?"

The gun was clearly of higher quality than the knife, and therefore had more capabilities. Ke Ling kept trying, and the sound of gunshots echoed throughout the room.

"boom!"

"Damn it! Ke Ling! Are you alright?!"

The door was kicked open, and Jack Wells rushed ahead, followed closely by V. Both of them were holding guns and looked tense.

"Forehead"

Ke Ling was a little embarrassed. After smelling the two men's scent, he had already put his gun away, but Jack Wells and V had obviously still heard the gunshot.

"Damn! Nobody's here?! What are you doing?"

V put down her gun, looking speechless. She and Jack Wells had heard gunshots and assumed that their prostitution had been discovered and that Ke Ling had been attacked.

"Is the transaction complete?"

Ke Ling avoided answering the question and instead asked directly about the outcome of the transaction.

"Of course, what could possibly go wrong?"

V came over, sat down on the chair, and picked up the submachine gun that had been brought to life by Ke Ling's flesh and blood.

"What's the paint job on your gun? It's pretty cool."

V glanced through it, didn't notice anything unusual, and casually remarked.

"Um, what's wrong?"

V looked at Ke Ling with a strange expression on his face, because Ke Ling had an expression that seemed to be holding back something.

""

Ke Ling was indeed enduring it. The fact that the submachine gun was being played with in V's hands gave him a strange feeling that his own flesh and blood were being touched.

Next chapter tonight~~~

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Chapter 87 Come, let's choose a suitable weapon.

"Have you disposed of the trash you collected?"

Ke Ling changed the subject, subtly taking the gun back to prevent V from fiddling with it.

"Ha, Old Wei kept the projectile launcher. We charged him 5,000. He made a killing!"

V laughed. Old V was a prosthetic doctor, so naturally there was a demand for such things.

"We still need to find buyers for the flamethrower."

Jianli's flamethrowers have no trouble selling; even if the price is lowered slightly, they will definitely sell.

V transferred 1,250 to Ke Ling, emphasizing a fair profit-sharing system, with the garbage being obtained by everyone working together on tasks.

Ke Ling didn't say anything, but transferred 3,000 each to Jack Wells and V, which was their share of the venison deal.

Of the $20,000, $1,000 went to the priest, $3,000 each to Jack Wells and V, and $13,000 went to Ke Ling himself.

"Let's go to Jianli and buy a handy weapon."