From Gotham to Night City, my infamy is known to all.

V looked at him suspiciously and said, "You don't need to worry about Sasha. Dangerous Girl trains elite hackers who are skilled in infiltration, reconnaissance, and even combat. You could call them special agents. Don't let her delicate and soft appearance fool you; you'd be no match for her in a real fight."

Leo rolled his eyes. He thought his fighting ability was second to last, but it turned out he was last...

Never mind, there's no point in thinking about it anymore. I'll go shopping first.

Side quest one: Enter the school supplies store run by Arasaka.

A cute Japanese-style receptionist greeted us: "Welcome! How can I help you?"

"Ed-U Neural Connector".

"Okay, this way please. We have hundreds of models—uh?"

Leo's raised hand interrupted her enthusiastic introduction.

"I'm in a hurry, so let's just bring out the best ones."

"Oh...oh, okay, all our best models are in this display case. Please allow me to introduce them to you one by one—uh?"

Leo interrupted again: "Do you have some misunderstanding about the word 'best'? I only want the best one, the one with the strongest performance."

The sales assistant seemed a little flustered: "These are all top-of-the-line models, each with slightly different focuses. I don't know if you—"

"Alright, I'll take care of this guest."

The person who interrupted her this time was the store manager on duty, a good-looking career woman who looked like she worked for a large company.

“The best is often the most expensive.” She took a device directly from the display case and showed it to Leo. “This is the latest flagship model this year. Apart from the private customization, this is the best neural connectivity device for learning on the market.”

"Price?"

"55,000 euros."

Leo nodded, paid the bill, and left.

The store manager is more reliable, unlike the receptionist who talks too much nonsense.

Side mission two: Visit a training chip specialty store run by a military technology company.

The receptionist was a smart and capable young lady.

This time, Leo was smarter: "Call your store manager over."

Later, the receptionist was replaced by a female officer who looked like she had been through many battles.

What would you like to buy?

"Professional-grade combat training chips, the more comprehensive the training subjects and scenarios, the better."

The female officer's gaze drifted to the largest box in the display case.

That set... it's been sitting there unsold ever since, might as well take it out and give it a try...

After taking it out, the box contained ten rows of training chips neatly arranged.

"The Centurion Suit includes a complete set of training courses and various combat scenarios. After completing it, you will be a true centurion on the battlefield!"

"price?"

"A set for only 98,000 euros is a great deal! It also comes with a free set of auxiliary training equipment, allowing you to receive one-on-one training from top military-grade instructors even indoors!"

“I bought… no, I bought two sets.”

"Okay, just a moment, I'll go to the warehouse to get the goods."

Later, two centurion suits were stuffed into V's arms. The training equipment was too big, so it was agreed that it would be delivered to his residence an hour later.

It wasn't until she left the store that she couldn't help but say, "I feel this set isn't worth it. Look at what it says: jungle combat, skydiving, special forces rappelling—these are all meaningless items, just filler."

"No, you don't understand. These filler projects are the real essence. I'll take one set for myself and leave the other set for you guys. Practice on it whenever you have time. Of course, I'll have Chunbai check it first to make sure there are no backdoors or loopholes."

V followed him blankly, wondering what the point of these projects, which were completely useless in Night City, was...

The side quests are now complete; the main quests are next.

Leo reached into his pocket, using his clothes to conceal it, and pulled out a black business card—a business card from Kangtao Company for "Mr. Li".

After taking it out and looking at it carefully, he put the business card back in his pocket, deciding whether to use it later depending on the situation.

Take the elevator to the fifth floor of the shopping mall, and you'll see a huge arms supermarket.

Unlike regular gun shops, the gun dealers here are separate, each selling their own products and not mixed together.

Large companies like Kangtao, Military Technology, and Arasaka have huge and prominent storefronts, so there's no need to worry about them not being seen.

Upon reaching this floor, V immediately became excited, activating his prosthetic eye to scan and examine the virtual images of the products on display.

"The Cat-type sniper rifle, the M-179E Achilles-type precision rifle, and there seems to be a Rakshasa over there, but it's too far away to see clearly... Wow, these are all good guns!"

She shoved the large box containing the training chip into Jack's hand and turned to walk into the military technology store.

Leo grabbed her arm, speechless. "Take care of my business first. Wait a moment."

V reluctantly looked away, urging him to hurry up and leave.

So, the four of them went into Kangtao Firearms Store.

"Call your store manager over."

Leo said those words before the receptionist could speak.

Shortly after, he met a female store manager wearing a cheongsam. She had an excellent temperament, possessing both the gentleness of a woman from the Jiangnan water towns and the competence of a corporate professional. Just looking at her made him... his lower back was in excruciating pain!

After being subtly elbowed by V, Leo managed to keep a straight face and maintain his composure.

Hello, how can I help you?

After carefully examining Leo's appearance, the female shop owner communicated with him directly in Chinese, making him feel very welcome.

Emerging Talent: Chapter 129 How to make a gun priceless? The answer is gold and graffiti!

After considering it for a moment, Leo switched to standard Mandarin.

"Hello, I would like to customize two smart weapons."

"custom made?"

The female store manager seemed familiar with this kind of request, and quickly put on a professional smile.

"I'm sorry, Kangtao does not currently offer private customization services. If you need smart weapons, our specialty store has the full product line of finished products, as well as all the matching scopes and accessories."

Leo remained expressionless, unsurprised by the answer.

Customized weapons are considered a VIP service. Larger weapons manufacturers are less willing to customize weapons for just anyone, lest they encounter unreliable "spokespeople" and damage their brand image.

However, the firearms he needed were quite specialized, and these ordinary standard-issue products could not meet his requirements.

At this point, the only option left is to call for outside assistance.

"Give me a few minutes."

He nodded, walked to a corner of the store alone, and opened his contacts.

He currently knows only a limited number of people, with only about ten numbers in his contact list, including the official accounts of Arasaka Academy and the Trauma Group.

The most unique one was Mr. Li's number, which Leo had saved as a senior executive at Kangtao Company.

Calling him... I feel like we're not that close yet. If I contact him abruptly and get rejected, it would be awkward.

Send a text message first to leave room for reconciliation between the two.

“Leonardo: Mr. Lee, there’s something I’d like to ask you. I’d like to customize two smart weapons, one a pistol and the other a submachine gun. I have the money ready, but there’s a problem. The manager of the Dome Shopping Center’s own store said that Contau doesn’t offer custom services.”

After sending the text message, he felt a little uneasy.

The other person won't just read it and not reply, or they simply didn't see it...

After a difficult half-minute wait, the other party replied.

Mr. Li: Kangtao does not offer this service. Generally speaking, don't people buy ready-made guns and then go back to a gunsmith to modify them?

Leonardo: The model I want isn't available in the store, and the requirements are quite specific. Let's put it this way, my budget for these two guns is 100 million euros.

There was a full minute of silence on the other end.

"Mr. Li: What gun is worth this price? The prototype gun is not going to be sold to you; it's not about the money."

"Leonardo: I need a submachine gun from Yinglong, and a pistol that I've modified from a Super-type, with high performance."

“Mr. Li: The pistol is fine, but Yinglong is an experimental, cutting-edge product… Considering the price, it’s worth selling. Alright, I’ll put in a good word with them for you. But remember, you owe me one.”

Leonardo DiCaprio: No problem, I always repay kindness.

With off-field assistance promised, Leo breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know what the other party's considerations were or what they wanted, but he felt that this person was acceptable at the moment and might become a bridge for his cooperation with Kangtao in the future.

Leo adjusted his facial expression and walked back to the store manager with a nonchalant air: "Alright, wait a little longer."

The female store manager looked at him with a mixture of surprise and confusion.

Suddenly, she received a call from her boss's boss.

After a simple conversation of "Yes, yes, good, good, I understand," her expression changed, and her business-like smile turned into a warm smile.

“Mr. Leonardo, right? Please come with me to the VIP room. We need to discuss your personalized needs in detail.”

Leo nodded calmly and walked with her towards the VIP room inside the store.

As she approached the door, the female store manager looked slightly troubled: "Mr. Leonardo, you have brought too many people with you, I don't know if it's possible..."

She didn't say everything, leaving room for maneuver.

Leo knew that Chinese people preferred compromises, so he also compromised: "I'll only bring one bodyguard, is that alright?"

The female store manager bowed slightly: "Thank you for your understanding. I assure you that our store is very safe and there will be no accidents."

Leo turned around and nodded to his friends, and V followed without him even having to call him.

Jack and Vera stayed outside with peace of mind—they were certain that V, with her maxed-out physique and reflexes, was the most dangerous presence in the shop; the ones who should be wary were the Comto employees…

Stepping inside, one is greeted by antique-style Chinese furniture.

Leo doesn't say he particularly likes this style, but he still finds it quite familiar.

He sat down casually on the mahogany chair. The female shop manager first served them both a cup of tea, and then took out her tablet and sat down opposite him.

After quickly making a few moves on the computer and getting ready, she asked enthusiastically, "Mr. Leonardo, what are your specific requirements for the firearms you wish to customize?"

It seems that the mysterious Mr. Li did not tell the store manager about the conversation just now, perhaps because her rank is too low?

Leo had to repeat himself: "I want an Yinglong intelligent submachine gun and a Chaoshi Modified intelligent pistol. Since it's custom-made, I require the best workmanship, materials, and accessories."

The female store manager's prosthetic eye lit up, clearly indicating that she had reported his request to higher authorities.

After a few seconds, she nodded quickly: "No problem, the weapon itself has been chosen. What are your customization requirements?"

"Without affecting the performance of the firearm, replace all the parts of the gun body that can be replaced with gold with gold."

"..."

The female store manager's prosthetic eye was still shining, but neither she nor the person listening to the request answered immediately.

After a moment, she pursed her lips absentmindedly: "Mr. Leonardo, the current market price of gold is over 300 euros per gram..."

"I know, my budget for these two guns is 100 million euros, that should be enough, right?"

The female store manager... I don't know.

She's just a sales manager and doesn't know how many grams of gold a gun needs, but this price... just to buy two guns?

The world of the wealthy is truly hard to understand; she could only wait for instructions from her superiors.

This time, it took several minutes before they gave a reply—of course, it was possible, but the portion of the gun that could be replaced with gold would not exceed 40% of the total weight of the gun, and at that price, they could make a fortune.

Leo continued his request: "Draw a special graffiti design on both sides of the gun using flowing metal and platinum thread—"

Graffiti! What graffiti!?

The loud shout in his ear startled him, and when he turned around, he met V's fiery gaze.

"No... what are you going to do? Are you interested in graffiti?"

V shook his head, then quickly nodded: "I'm not interested in graffiti, but I am interested in guns with graffiti. I've seen several collectible guns with rare graffiti that sold for a lot of money at auctions!"

"More expensive than my gun?" Leo asked in surprise.