What will the world become when the sun rises tomorrow? Is it doubled the chaos or a complete collapse?

He didn't know, so he could only work hard to complete his plan.

Fortunately, the knowledge obtained by the recruits’ training ground and training results are still real and effective in reality.

Moreover, after checking the indoor surveillance, Link speculated that it was not the body that entered the game world, but the spirit, and it took a very short time.

This means that he has an absolutely safe training ground.

It can prevent him from being restricted by time, space, and medicines, and quickly obtain complete and professional military knowledge and training.

Secondly, there are three categories of human professions in the original antique game, namely fighters, shooters, and priests. They each have two branch routes (promotion professions).

The two branches of the fighter are the Mad Warrior, the Shadow Warrior, and the Shooter branches are the Gunners, the Mechanics, and the Priests branches are the Priests and Priests.

Just look at the name, the starting point of the priesthood has divine skills.

Fighters and shooters look like ordinary people who use cold weapons and guns in the early stage, but after being promoted to branch profession, they will also have powerful and magical skills.

These skills in the game are all basic skills, but in reality they are definitely superpowers.

If an opportunity to become a superpower is in front of you, who can not be moved? At least Link is moved.

Anyway, he has no relatives and no friends in this life, but Xiao Hei in his heart has written a lot of names of enemies.

These enemies are all guys who have harmed Link for more than ten years. According to the law, the average sentence of ten years per person is as high as the death penalty.

If he only makes money by writing books, it will be difficult for him to do anything to some people - for example, the group that relies on orphanages to sell humans and organs, so he can only endure the calm for a while.

Now? Of course, it is to take a step back and think about it, and to endure the growth in the forefront.

...

Thinking about tomorrow's itinerary, Link quickly finished digging out lazy food and went to the kitchen, storage room, and basement to count the inventory at home.

In his previous life, he was relatively homeless, and in this life he was hungry until he was sixteen years old, and he is still living alone in the suburbs.

It becomes a matter of course to stockpile a large amount of food, daily necessities, medicine and medical supplies.

Half an hour later, Link breathed a sigh of relief at the list of supplies on his portable notepad.

The food is enough for him to eat it open for a month, but fresh meat, vegetables and fruits are up to a week.

Most daily necessities have a long shelf life, and the amount starts at three months when purchasing. It is similar to large bottles or promotional sets purchased from toothpaste, laundry detergent, and shower lotion. It will be fine if you use them for one or two years.

There are always many medicines available, but there are not many prescription drugs.

It is very troublesome to find a doctor to prescribe medicine in a chaotic situation, so you should collect it as much as possible.

What Link is missing now is guns and bullets.

He hadn't considered it before, but he spent almost all his money on buying a house for decoration and purchasing.

Automatic rifles and bullets are not cheap, it doesn’t matter if they are difficult to buy, so there is no way to talk about hoarding them.

There are shotguns and pistols at home defense. He also wants to buy the royalties next time that the royalties are received. Now he must be the most preferred solution.

He is just a level 0 shooter who has not completed training for a recruit, and it is difficult to use a crossbow.

Close-up fight is to give away a head, so it's a joke.

After making up his mind, Link immediately took out his cell phone and dialed the number of his shooting coach: "Hey, Mo Yue (played by book friend Cang Mo Yue), I am Link. Do you have any weapons and ammunition for sale there?"

He speaks Chinese, but it has a little salty and salty flavor, commonly known as Sichuan Mandarin.

"Link? Are you still alive! I haven't heard of you these two days, and I thought you were dead." On the other side of the receiver was a male voice that was a little low, both in Chinese, but had a strong and wide flavor.

Link rolled his eyes: "Focus on the point, say the point."

Mo Yue: "The point is that there is chaos on the streets of Chicago today. Boss Robert's business is so good that he sold 40% of the goods in two days. From now on, the price will continue to rise by 10% tomorrow, and only cash will be collected."

As expected, Link sighed silently: Sales 40% of the inventory to obtain a guaranteed profit, and the remaining ones are sold every day to increase the price.

In just a few days, the profits of the gun shop can fly to the sky.

But what can the US dollar do in the future? Wipe your butt or use it as firewood?

Link: "What's the price now?"

Mo Yue laughed twice: "Everything has basically increased by 50%.

Link: "For a profiteer like Faco, Robert, it's a waste of talent if he doesn't sell banned drugs."

Mo Yue: "No, this is much safer than selling banned drugs. It is easy to take your own life, but weapons can take someone else's life."

Link was speechless for a moment and asked about the situation in Chicago City and obtained more detailed first-hand information.

Robert's gun shop is in the small town of Woodstock on Chicago, between Rockford and downtown Chicago, and is about forty kilometers away from both halves.

Simply put, Rockford-Linker's-Gun Store-Northern Chicago is lined up from west to east.

Gun shop customers are mainly residents around Chicago, so it is not difficult to find out the news in the city.

Mo Yue’s evaluation of the current Chicago environment is that it is as bad as a lump.

Especially in the black slums where police force is scarce, no one has taken care of it.

Even middle-class communities on the edge of the city are purchasing daily necessities, weapons and ammunition everywhere, spontaneously forming community joint defense, controlling traffic, and only residents of this community are allowed to enter.

After briefly talking about these situations, Mo Yue finally said: "I specially left you with one hundred bullets, pistols, and shotguns. Come and take them away when you have time."

Link: “…thank you.”

Mo Yue: "Okay. In the words of the United States - business is business. If you say thank you, you have to pay for it. They bought them from Robert at the price today."

Link laughed: "I understand, the price increase is 50%, right? When will you have time tomorrow?"

Mo Yue: "You can finish work at about ten o'clock, you can come at any time."

Link was surprised: "Your store always opens at 9:30, right?"

Mo Yue: "Robert feels that the door will not be opened tomorrow. All the supply volume is booked by regular customers. You can just come to the back door to pick up the goods and leave. This is the case if you come."

Link: "Okay, I will definitely go..." He hesitated for a while.

Mo Yue: "That's it..."

Link: "Wait."

Mo Yue: "What else is there? Do you still need a gun? At most, I will give you a M4A1, or the price today."

Link nodded, thought about the words before he reached: "Mo Yue, it's better to reserve more survival supplies."

Mo Yue sneered: "To say you? You'd better worry about yourself. I can break into the wall with a slip shovel."

Link didn't joke with him, but just found a ready-made reason: "Maybe I'll ask you to exchange supplies in the future, so be prepared for any trouble."

Mo Yue laughed out loud: "Brother, I have everything you have, but you may not have what I have, so what are you changing with me?"

Link: “…Let’s see.”

After hanging up the phone and thinking for a while, he suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Bob's house: "Time is too tight, should they be able to help? But I'll talk about everything after tonight."

At 0:15 on July 7, it is the second anchor time predicted by Doomsday Game. Who knows what will happen.

It was already eleventh. Link closed the partitions of all doors and windows, lowered the internal metal guardrail, and checked it out routinely.

After confirming that there was no problem, he returned to the bedroom, took out the shotgun and pistol, filled the bullets, and kept them at hand.

Nothing happened for the time being, and he had to pay attention to the outside world. He simply called out the system log of the Doomsday Game and checked it every five minutes.

...

July 7, 2019, early morning, the weather was cloudy.

As soon as five o'clock arrived, the alarm ringed, and Link tried hard to open his tired and dry eyes and get up quickly.

At 0:15 a.m., the second anchor message appeared in the game's system log.

The concentration of chaotic divine particles continues to rise, and it is predicted that it may reach between 0.0003-0.0005% within three days.

This can not only create chaos, but also make the next anchor easier, and speed up the dimensional erosion bit by bit.

He stayed until two o'clock in the morning, and no abnormal situations occurred around him, and no new news on the Internet appeared.

Perhaps the abnormality had occurred, but it did not break out immediately, or the information had not been transmitted to the Internet? Link speculated so.

In this way, you must hurry up today's itinerary and strive to make a time difference.

Go to the sandwich made before going to bed from the refrigerator, stuff a few sips into your mouth, and then pour a large glass of milk to get the breakfast done.

Then, he put a holster on his thigh, stuffed Glock in, took the shotgun and went out at 5:13 am.

He drove to Bob's door and rang the doorbell.

After a moment, Delia's voice rang inside the door: "Who?"

Link: "It's me, Link. I want to talk to you about something."

After waiting for at least five minutes, the door opened with a click.

Delia stood inside the door: "What's the matter?"

She had messy hair, a tired face, and had heavy dark circles, so she obviously didn't sleep well at night.
To be continued...