Nicholas Jensen first picked out a model sniper rifle, then selected a few toy handguns, and finally dug out several boxes of matching plastic bullets.
"It’s possible,"
he said, concentrating as his fingers gently brushed over the toys. "But this is my limit."
As a faint blue light flashed, the plastic toys began to twist and deform.
The sniper rifle’s material gradually underwent Metalization, its barrel turning cold and hard.
The handguns’ plastic shells transformed, taking on the texture of real steel.
Even the small, colorful pellets turned into gleaming brass, real bullets.
"Here," Nicholas Jensen said, wiping the sweat from his forehead. He pushed the now-real weapons toward Seraphina Sullivan. "A sniper rifle, two handguns, plus 200 rounds of ammunition. This is my absolute limit. Any larger weapons would consume so much Energy I’d pass out on the spot."
Seraphina Sullivan inspected her new weapons with satisfaction. With swift movements, she slung the sniper rifle over her back, tucked the handguns into her waistband, and put all the bullets into her backpack. The moment Nicholas couldn’t see, she transferred them into her personal Space.
Of course, Seraphina didn’t actually believe this was his limit. But since she had gotten what she wanted, she didn’t press the issue.
’After all, if we meet again, we can make another trade.’
’It’s all about sustainable development.’
"Alright, our transaction is complete." Seraphina Sullivan clapped her hands together and turned to leave. "Good luck with the days ahead."
"Hey, hey, hey—where are you going?" Nicholas Jensen quickly blocked her path, a broad smile plastered on his face.
"We’ve met, and we’re both Players. In a dangerous instance like this, we should help each other out! The instance isn’t over for a few more days. How about we team up?"
Seraphina Sullivan stopped and looked him over suspiciously. "Help each other out?"
Nicholas Jensen gave a hollow laugh, his eyes darting around.
The truth was, he had his own little scheme.
In reality, he had absolutely no ability to survive on his own.
In the real world, he was a rich young master born with a silver spoon in his mouth.
He had lived a life where everything was handed to him; he’d never even made instant noodles for himself.
After entering the Doomsday Game, if it weren’t for his Talent Ability keeping him afloat, he would have died a thousand times over.
Right now, he was so hungry his stomach felt like it was stuck to his spine. Aside from weapons, his backpack didn’t even contain a single cracker.
Seeing Seraphina Sullivan’s composed and capable demeanor, he knew she definitely had food.
He immediately made up his mind: he had to cling to this powerhouse!
’At the very least, if I stick with her, I definitely won’t starve!’
"Look," Nicholas Jensen said, rubbing his hands together and trying his best to look sincere. "My Talent can create weapons, and your combat skills are so strong. Wouldn’t we complement each other perfectly if we teamed up?"
Seraphina Sullivan saw right through him and couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
While Nicholas Jensen’s Talent was indeed powerful, she had no desire to be saddled with a dim-witted burden.
’This guy dared to bomb a nest without even investigating the monster’s weaknesses. Who knows what kind of trouble he’ll stir up next?’
What was that saying? You don’t fear an opponent who is like a god; you fear a teammate who is like a pig.
Nicholas Jensen, the pig. Seraphina immediately wrote him off.
Of course, there was another reason: Seraphina was still wary of Nicholas Jensen.
"No thanks." Seraphina Sullivan waved her hand dismissively. "I’m used to working alone. I don’t want to team up."
With that, she strode away without a backward glance, her figure disappearing with clean, decisive steps.
Nicholas Jensen stood there, a look of disappointment on his face.
"Looks like I’ll have to fend for myself!"
「...」
After getting the weapons from the trade, Seraphina Sullivan resumed her supply-hoarding plan.
But Seraphina discovered that something had changed in Eldoria Town. Perhaps due to the successive explosions and the military’s bombing run, the once-quiet daytime streets of Eldoria Town now had people moving about again.
Seraphina was at a gas station, placing a drum of gasoline she had found into her Space, when the deafening roar of an engine suddenly hit her ears.
She snapped her head up just in time to see two SUVs hurtling toward the gas station at an astonishing speed. The screech of their tires against the pavement was piercing in the empty street.
"People!" Seraphina quickly ducked behind a gas pump.
Her gaze fixed on the two pursuing SUVs.

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