Yan Tao was startled and exclaimed in a low voice, "Junliang!"
Chen Junliang's expression grew even more annoyed, "Boss, am I not right? Source Crystals are so valuable that even the officials at Lindong Sanctuary want to buy them. In my opinion, one Source Crystal for three or four handguns seems about right. Hey you guys, if you want to trade, show some sincerity!"
Yan Tao looked back and saw that many others also agreed with this sentiment.
However, some things couldn't be calculated so simply...
Moreover, the group in front of them was well-equipped and strong. Even if they couldn't make a deal this time, he didn't want to provoke such enemies.
Yan Tao was about to say something when he saw a tall, skinny man with a cheerful expression walk out from the opposite side.
Ma Jiafeng scanned the group and then his gaze settled on Chen Junliang, "I say, have you guys misunderstood something?"
"What?" Chen Junliang was still a bit stunned.
"Firearms are scarce goods. If you don't want them, there are plenty of Sanctuaries in this area that do. And Source Crystals? No matter how valuable, what use are they to you if you just hold onto them?"
That question hit the nail on the head.
Everyone knew the value of Source Crystals, and by a simple calculation, the price of one firearm could indeed not fetch many Source Crystals.
But holding those Source Crystals was useless, whereas firearms could be used to hunt Demonized Beasts, thereby becoming stronger, and even at critical moments, a good weapon could turn the tide of a battle.
Compared to that, what could Source Crystals do?
Now, they were the ones desperate to buy weapons and had no room to negotiate, especially in a dangerous environment like the apocalypse. If Source Crystals couldn't be converted into one's own strength, then they were meaningless.
Many fighters who originally supported Chen Junliang fell into deep thought.
However, Chen Junliang still didn't see it that way. He was about to speak when he saw that the tall, skinny man's cheerful expression suddenly became serious and indifferent.
"If you want to see sincerity, then let me show you..."
Ma Jiazze said, and the huge Iron Hammer that was almost as tall as he was and carried on his back was suddenly lifted up, grasped by the handle and effortlessly raised, then violently smashed down.
The ground shook violently. From the center where the Iron Hammer struck, a web-like pattern of cracks rapidly spread out, and the road sunk in, fracturing horribly under the blow.
Everyone... or rather, everyone from Lindongbei Sanctuary, including Director Yan Tao, all gasped in shock.
Such destructive power was terrifying!
Chen Junliang's mouth, which had just opened, suddenly froze, his eyes staring blankly at the cracked ground, wanting to say something, but completely unable to speak.
Ma Jiafeng, after all this, resumed his cheerful demeanor, sheathed his weapon, and said, "My apologies, slipped a bit."
The following trade went very smoothly, and both sides obtained the items they needed.
When leaving, the members of the Patrol Team and most people from Lindongbei Sanctuary had smiles on their faces.
The trade this time was extremely pleasant.
Watching the members of the Patrol Team and the big truck gradually disappear from sight, Yan Tao gazed into the distance, evidently deep in thought.
Beside him, Chen Junliang was still somewhat dissatisfied, "Boss, why didn't we seize the chance to take them down? There must still be a lot of good stuff in the cargo compartment of their truck!"
Yan Tao shook his head, "Didn't you notice that their people are strong, especially the tall thin man who just took action and the short fat man standing at the side? If I'm not mistaken, they are the Iron Hammer Brothers."
"What! It's actually the Iron Hammer Brothers!"
"Rumors say they have the strength of an Awakener third layer, no wonder they're so powerful!"
"Aren't they Freelance? How did they join the Green Shadow Sanctuary?"
Chen Junliang remained unconvinced and spoke again, "The Iron Hammer Brothers might be strong, but we have more manpower on our side, plus didn't you set up gunmen at the high points around here, boss? We don't have to be afraid of them at all!"
Yan Tao, looking disappointed, shook his head, "Those gunmen are the last resorts of our sanctuary, do you really want to risk so many weapons, causing heavy casualties among our brothers? Or do you think we can take them down easily without any cost?"
Chen Junliang was stunned, unable to retort.
"Moreover," Yan Tao paused, "Green Shadow Sanctuary dares to sell even light machine guns; do you think they don't have better equipment? If we really fight, we may even end up at a disadvantage…"
"Even those Iron Hammer Brothers might not be the strongest in their team; didn't you guys notice the real leader of the team is the man named Luo Zhe?"
As Yan Tao said this, many people came to a realization.
Luo Zhe spoke very little; apart from a few words at the start, others took care of subsequent negotiations. Additionally, everyone had been somewhat unconsciously distracted by the Iron Hammer Brothers' presence and aura.
But now that they thought about it, how could such a man who could lead an entire team and even earn the respect of formidable figures like the Iron Hammer Brothers be weak?
Thinking about this, Chen Junliang felt a chill in his heart.
Yan Tao looked into the distance, murmuring, "A powerful sanctuary is emerging in this area, I just don't know if it's a good or bad thing..."
Meanwhile, at Fafa Sanctuary.
This was a small sanctuary built upon a commercial plaza; its location wasn't bad either, relatively far from the Abyssal Rift. It typically encountered few Demonized Beasts, and thanks to the numerous supplies stored in the supermarket, the survivors in the sanctuary led rather comfortable lives.
To be precise, it was the high-ranking officials in the sanctuary who lived in comfort.
The director, Wang Huarong, with his beer belly, was inspecting the sanctuary. Wherever he went, all the survivors had to stop their work and respectfully address him as Lord Wang.
This was Wang Huarong's favorite daily activity.
This was his Kingdom, and these survivors were his subjects.
Fafa Sanctuary did not have many survivors, only a few hundred. It wasn't that the sanctuary was too small to accommodate many survivors, rather, some survivors had been lost.
Whether they went out to find supplies or dealt with Demonized Beasts, these ordinary survivors, though very weak, still had some use. Of course, the casualty rate was rather high.
Wang Huarong felt no guilt whatsoever. In his view, if it weren't for the food he provided, these survivors wouldn't have lived until now, and since they had lived so much longer, it was only right for them to contribute to him.
During the inspection, a trusted subordinate hurriedly reported, "Director, a team of Awakeners has come outside. They say they want to trade with us."