"When we get back, I'll give you a Roaring Death Machine Gun, and you can distribute the ammunition to others," Tang Zheng said to Tao Ran, frowning. Black Long Straight still hadn't kicked the interface out.
"What's going on? Isn't it working because you didn't hit it hard enough?" Black Long Straight had followed Tang Zheng's instructions, but the vending machine showed no response.
Tang Zheng patted it again, but it still had no effect.
"Could there be a usage limit?" Rong He rubbed his stomach. Although it was painless, he always felt something was off.
"I guess so." Tang Zheng sighed in disappointment. It looked like his plan to bring the newbies to buy equipment fell through. "Alright, let's head back and wait."
Tao Ran was very disappointed, and Rong He kept pestering Tang Zheng, asking about what kind of firearms the Howling Reaper was.
Susan, looking around nervously, suddenly stopped and grabbed Tang Zheng's clothing.
