Regarding the material of the knife handle, the material of the blade, the length, and the thickness, each of them has their own requirements in Hei's case. There aren't as many requirements for non-customized ones.

If it's custom-made, then it must be done according to one's own preferences and habits.

So, Hei decided to carefully document his own requirements, and the text was not much different from that in the original world, which saved him a lot of trouble. It could be quite troublesome to change places where the language is not understood.

However, in order to complete all the knives he requested, it would take the boss nearly half a month if he were to do it all by himself. He is very meticulous in his requirements and doesn't trust them to his apprentices.

Hei nodded, heartbroken, and paid the deposit as requested by Hei without hesitation. Then she was taken to the firearms trading center.

People who like to use handguns are actually quite rare; flamethrowers are more effective against zombies. Because they don't require as much precision, as long as you aim in the general direction, you can blow their entire brains apart.

Handguns cannot be fired continuously, and the bullets are also small. Although the bullets and the guns are relatively lightweight, there are still few people who use them. On the other hand, good rifles are mostly sold in auction houses, so he opted for a handgun, which saved Shirley some money.

"Handguns are much cheaper."

But when Shirley arrived at the trading post, she no longer thought so.

Although Hei needed a handgun, his requirements were quite high. Basically, he personally custom-made a gun at the exchange. In addition, he also took all the bullets from the exchange.

Of course, the other party didn't sell everything and kept a bit.

However, like this, at least it has provided nearly a thousand bullets, right? Upon hearing the amount reported by the boss, Sherry felt like she was about to faint.

Sherry could only pitifully whisper to the big boss in a meek manner.

"I don't have that much money left, I still need to save some money to pay the remaining balance for those knives. Could you come back later to make the purchase?"

Perhaps we can go and find those buddies, and everyone can contribute money together...

When Shirley was thinking like this, Black reached into the storage ring and pulled out a handful of gold chains, rings, and watches.

"After calculating, consider the excess as hers." Hei said, then waved his hand at Shirley, "I'll pay the final payment, goodbye forever."

Sherry watched as Black walked away, and just as she was about to chase after him, she heard the boss call out to her, "Um, miss, what would you like to buy?"

When did the Second Young Master become like this? Although the boss was puzzled, he still didn't dare to deceive the Second Young Master, so obediently abided by how much it was worth.

In the end, Shirley also replenished her equipment.

With equipment in hand, the protagonist found their companions and shared the situation with them. After hearing about it, everyone silently clasped their hands together and worshiped the black boss in their hearts.

Thank goodness for the blessing of our ancestors, to have encountered such a powerful and yet kind-hearted boss.

They didn't know that Hei simply detested owing favors to people, although it wasn't voluntary. But with his awkward and aloof personality, he might not be able to ask for directions properly, which could potentially take even more time to find the shop.

In any case, it could be considered as helping oneself to some extent.

With weapons on hand, the next task is to search for food with a longer shelf life. He wouldn't stay in such crowded and noisy places for too long.

The population in the city is too large, and living space is scarce, causing high prices of goods.

The streets and alleys in the city are filled with street vendors. Everywhere you look, people are sleeping on newspaper sheets, and if someone accidentally steps on them, they just move their feet aside.

There is also a mercenary organization, but he no longer wants to join any organization. He was forced to do so before, trapped in a quagmire since he was young.

With his skills, it wouldn't be difficult for him to leave.

But with the organization's abilities, he estimated that he would continue to live a repetitive life of hiding and escaping for a period of time.

That is very annoying.

I find it more troublesome than taking on missions.

But speaking of it, it was all very troublesome. Perhaps he liked that group of silly and adorable zombies even more. So he planned to equip himself and go out to live with the zombies.

Where there are zombies, people won't gather around. He was very satisfied with this.