Those few opened boxes contained differently categorized goods. By the time it came to the last two boxes, the Black slaves stopped moving. It was clear that these two boxes were the grand finale of tonight’s auction.
In "Military Road," the most sought-after items are weapons or military uniforms. Compared to the goods in the equipment store, these Jewish-sourced equipments surpass in both color and performance.
Take military uniforms, for example, they range from jungle to desert uniforms, long sleeves to short sleeves. In terms of color, there are dark blue, brown, yellow, camouflage, leggings-style, loose-fitting, nylon, linen, standard, and non-standard.
Private 0 wasn’t dazzled by the colorful array. She was still wearing the simplest set of jungle Private Uniform and didn’t plan to change it until it was worn out.
So, her entire attention was directed towards another category. Private 0 took a few steps forward, seeing rows of standard weapons. Her needle shooting gun, if only judged by its appearance compared to those bigger models, looked like a toy.
But what surprised Private 0 more was that among those pistols and rifles, there was also a portable Hand Cannon mixed in. "We meet again," a chilling voice whispered in her ear.
A dark blue uniform and a beanie concealing a Bald head. Goosebumps of danger raised all over Private 0’s body.
"This thing isn’t suitable for women," Yijie bluntly grabbed the portable Hand Cannon that weighed about thirty pounds before Private 0 could.
The items Batou sold were certainly not ordinary street merchandise. Those military uniforms and weapons, superior in both appearance and performance, made Yijie secretly regretful. The same dark blue uniforms at Batou’s place were rated for 3000 durability, +30 defensive power, and were only 500 military coins more expensive.
Compared to pistols, the destructive power of a portable Hand Cannon might not be much higher, but as someone who had experienced large-scale bandit suppression operations, Yijie knew that a cannon could cover a much larger killing area.
Private 0 stepped aside a few paces; she wasn’t very interested in the Hand Cannon. For someone of average Physical Strength like her, just carrying it was a burden, not to mention the recoil of firing it.
All goods traded at the Dark Night Market, under the premise of having competitors, required bidding over the set price, all the rest had clear price tags.
After a round of selections, the items on the table had been picked clean. Yijie was fortunate, as the only one interested in that Hand Cannon, so he finally bought it for 8000 Military Road Coins.
Upon realizing that the person she referred to as "Bald Monk" was also present, Private 0 thought about making a quick getaway. She noticed that after Yijie got that Hand Cannon, its muzzle had always been pointed in her direction. She couldn’t guarantee that he wouldn’t "accidentally misfire" and blow her head off.
"The last two boxes, one is empty, the other contains mysterious goods, each box starting at fifty thousand Military Road Coins," Batou spoke again, inciting an even greater commotion.
Fifty thousand Military Road Coins, Private 0 touched her nose and decided to give up. Fifty thousand Military Road Coins, her total assets were only two thousand five hundred Military Road Coins.
After some disturbance among the crowd, people were discussing leaving. Private 0 also prepared to turn around and leave but she suddenly stopped,
"Who would give ten percent of military coins, I can help determine which box is empty," Private 0 thought simply, it would be a waste not to make use of her half-night’s effort.
The Jewish Batou then noticed this unremarkable female soldier in worn military uniform. She hadn’t bid on anything earlier, appearing more like someone just there to watch the excitement, which was typical at every Dark Night Market.
"Are you a Reconnaissance Soldier?" Someone among the players called out; in "Military Road," only reconnaissance types could, based on simple appearance detection, assess the contents of a sealed box.
Private 0 walked between the two boxes, visually both boxes were similar in size and construction even in terms of newness. The locking position held an old but not outdated brass lock.
Ordinary cargo wood box, one hundred in length, sixty in width, sixty in height. Workmanship, medium. Maximum load capacity two hundred kilograms. Just from the basic data, the items that could be contained in this wooden box were quite limited in size and weight.
Using five thousand military coins for a fifty percent chance, this price was acceptable to many. Yijie never thought that the female soldier plotting against him would be a Reconnaissance Soldier.