"Your son was very good to me, and I will do everything in my power to save your family." Lu Mingfei muttered this vow in a voice only he could hear. As he spoke, he envisioned the back of that man bringing his blade down upon "God."
"Did you find that bazooka in this room, too?" Nono asked Fenger, as there didn't seem to be many usable weapons lying around.
Chu Tianjiao had collected a lot of blades, but edged weapons weren't actually that hard to come by. Such melee weapons were fine for self-defense, but against Dragon King-class enemies and Ghouls, they fell far short. The few handguns on the workbench were all completely dismantled, and ammunition was clearly lacking; combined, the engraved bullets wouldn't even be enough to fill a single chamber.
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