《Emperor Of The End of Times》Chapter 4: Welcome to the end again
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The little episode in the bar didn’t weight on the mind of Ju long what he is now thinking of is the weapons he is need of.
Walking in the long corridor there was a staircase that led to a sort of basement , no one would have thought that a small bar had such a huge basement , following the brawny man Ju long now with the lights on noticed that there was many machines and some workers , this was undoubtedly made to build the weapons , and he even saw that its not as simple as cold weapons, there was also many hot weapons like revolvers , automatic rifles and even sniper rifles.
Then the two finally entered another spacious room, inside the room was a large desk, on the walls, many types of cold and hot weapons were hanging, daggers, swords, sabers, rifles, composite bows … an endless collection but what attracted Ju Long gaze was two gold desert eagles majestically hanging in the middle of the wall.
Ju long can’t understand how can this huge number of weapons appear in a country that bans the carrying of arms, its simply incomprehensible but then he understood most likely the background and coming of the old iron isn’t that simple maybe he even is employed by the government agencies.
“Hahaha are you fascinated by my two gold babies “
A hearty voice made its way inside the room and a slightly fat middle-aged man appeared, wearing a branded black sports uniform and a thick gold necklace on his neck, his sly eyes looked at Ju long, it was like the eyes of a snake, his gaze is the type that makes people uncomfortable.
“you are presumably the famous old iron”
“Bingo! So, youngster I don’t like wasting time, you placed an order and here you are, so what are the weapons you need, as you see I have everything you can think of”
The old iron slowly walked to his desk and sat on his chair made of precious leather while placing a leg on the other.
“right, I want two tactical hunting military daggers made of special alloy, a custom Tang sword and two guns”
“Wo wo wo youngster I mean cold weapons doesn’t matter but what are you going to do with guns?”
“none of your business?”
“how dare you talk like that to the boss!”
The thug that stood beside was enraged but the old iron made a sign with his hand making him shut up immediately then his eyes narrowed and coldly gazed at Ju long who was equally staring coldly at him, a murderous aura instantly locked the old iron making him stunned, he became flustered dodging the gaze of Ju long.
“your weapons will be ready, the two tactical military daggers I have in stock, the custom tang sword will be made now just give me one hour and tell me your requirements, as for the two guns what type do you want?”
The thug was dumbfounded, just now he was not stupid he noticed that the boss he always respected was scared, yes, the famous boss that sold various types of destructive weapons was scared which made him feel cold sweat sliding down his back, immediately seeing the smirking young man he retreated unconsciously.
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“first the Tang sword, I want a full Tang sword type, made from Titanium and tungsten alloy, the length of the blade would be 76 cm, a handle length of 26 cm, a blade width of 4 cm, a weight of 8 kg, fully sharpened with a scabbard, for the guns I want two Berettas 96 combat combo “
The old iron was further stunned , the requirements were too precise , majority of his clients that bought custom made cold weapons just talked about the material but like Ju long this was the first time but he only nodded seriously and disappeared inside another room , for custom weapons , the old iron forged them himself , as for the money he never talked about it , it’s a joke , how can a man that has the same smell as him , no more horrible than him play him that’s not in their character so he never said the word money he was confident that the man could afford it.
In fact every acquaintance of Ju long didn’t know but he wasn’t poor , in fact on the contrary he was rich , his personal balance had at least 30 million , after the death of his mother and the disappearance of his father their money was left for him , but in the past he never wanted to use the money , he felt that it was the only thing left that is related to them.
After more than an hour of waiting, the old iron wearing a protective suit and glasses appeared carefully holding a long sword.
The blade was silver dark in colour and felt incomparably sharp, the handle was made of special material engraved with a fierce dragon, this was another requirement of Ju long, he had the word dragon in his name and he felt that his sword needed a connection with himself.
“finally, the sword is completed, I must say that you have a good luck, this is by far the best creation I made all along the years I have created weapons”
The old iron spit these words while reluctantly handing the sword to Ju long, taking the sword, it didn’t feel heavy despite the 8 kg of weight but for the strengthened Ju long it was nothing, in fact his combat ability had nothing to do with heavy strikes, he was inclined to speed and accuracy.
“thank you, then let’s complete the business, how much money?”
“let’s see two special alloy hunting military daggers, 6,540 yuan, two Berretas 96, 15,450 yuan as for the Tang sword considering the rarity of materials and the quality, 900,000 yuan, a total of 921990 yuan”
“ok then I will send you the money”
After completing the transaction, the sword was placed inside its scabbard made of delicate and precious wood, all the items were put in a special bag to not attract attention.
“well then I will take my leave “
For a long time after Ju long left the old iron was still looking dazed.
“boss what kind of man is he?”
Being awakened by his subordinate question the old iron face was full of awkwardness.
“you know that before returning to china I was an arms dealer in central Africa, so I have seen many types of dangerous people , I should say that I count as one of those dangerous people , but there is some existences that are more horrible and dreadful , Africa and the middle east have a reputation of attracting all kinds of mercenaries and retired soldiers , these god forsaken war torn zones were a paradise for some people , for me it was a heaven because my arms were sold and money was like rain , for some others the battles and wars were more attractive , so one time in the past I have witnessed such a war and I have seen a man , he was like a beast , killing people like ants , a complete slaughter , he was a mercenary king …”
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The old iron trembled recalling what he saw in that year but then he continued.
“some people who killed an important number of people will have a special temperament and a bloody breath, at that time being gazed by that man was like being in front of demon but … the aura and breath this young man emitted is a thousand no ten thousand times more horrible than that mercenary king!”
Hearing the old iron, the brawny full of muscles and sturdy atmosphere was shuddering, that kind of being was just standing beside him and he even was at a hair of offending him, thinking about it he just narrowly escaped death.
Ju long who was going back home satisfied wouldn’t think that the old iron confused him with mercenaries, if he knew he would have sneered, what mercenaries? what mercenary kings, it was just child play for him, the people and creatures he has killed in those twenty years he can’t even remember, thousands or maybe tens of thousands? he forgot.
“now everything is ready, in these remining three day I will just continue to adapt to my strength and calm myself, all that is left is to wait “
Before going home Ju long bought a Geiger counter, now why did he buy this sort of gadget? would you think that he was exposed to radioactivity, that’s half right and half false.
In the future, people who evolved were classified so how can they know their level of power, there must be a way to precisely test their strength.
Half a year after the discovery of the Barrisium substance, the researchers noticed that people and creatures who evolved were exposed to radiations, but these radiations contrary to normal weren’t harmful in any way, it was the opposite this was the unique trait of evolvers, the more the radiations were detected the more powerful meant they were so gradually the amount of power was proportional to the amount of radiations.
The average person exposure is between 0.3 rem and 0.6 rem (roentgen equivalent man, 1 millirem = 1/1000 rem), then the Geiger counter became a tool to know the strength level of an evolution creature be it human or non-human, in the future it was further optimized and a special counter was created, but the Geiger counter was the earliest tool to test power.
It was proven that the D entity emitted special radiations that changed the constitution of living things genetically.
The Barrisium was also revealed to be a radioactive substance, so how can we know the level of strength of an evolver it is simple.
People under 1 rem of exposure are ordinary people.
Between 1 Rem and 10 Rem -- > first order evolver
Between 10 Rem and 20 Rem -- > second order evolver
Between 20 Rem and 40 Rem --> third order evolver
Between 40 Rem and 80 Rem --> fourth order evolver
Between 80 Rem and 100 Rem --> fifth order evolver
Then now we have a watershed and a qualitative leap
Between 1 Sv and 10 Sv --> E class evolver
Between 10 Sv and 20 Sv --> D class evolver
Between 20 Sv and 40 Sv --> C class evolver
Between 40 Sv and 80 Sv --> B class evolver
Between 80 Sv and 100 Sv --> A class evolver
>100 Sv --> S class evolver
(Sv meaning Sievert, 1 Sv = 100 Rem)
As for the legendary X class no one knows accurately.
Ju long finally got back home testing his exposure he found that it was 0.6 Rem, it is normal knowing that Beijing is a heavily polluted city so it isn’t strange, and Ju long is still an ordinary human so nothing strange.
Three days passed quickly, in these three days Ju long didn’t live his home and trained almost all of the time, now he completely adapted to his strength and can proficiently use it, Ju long didn’t forget to buy some equipment like military boots, a set of black hiking sportswear and black cloak.
Today is the fateful day he woke up early and meditated a little to calm his nerves, the D entity was released at 10 a.m. the disaster officially began at 11 a.m.
Ju long calmly stood up from his bed and looked outside while gazing at his watch from time to time.
Tick tock…tick tock … tick …
Suddenly screams began to be heard all around the city, painful and terrible screams that expressed the tremendous amount of pain they felt , Ju long gazed at the street , there was many people writhing in pain on the ground and some others were panicked not knowing what is happening suddenly some that were screaming moments ago stopped and stood up , there was no emotion in their eyes , their skin changed colour at unimaginable rate and their hair regressed rapidly at a visible speed then like creatures full of evil spirits they pounced on others and began to bite on them , the sight was gruesome , and quickly the chaos took place.
Looking at what was happening outside for the second time, Ju long was feeling bitter but he quickly regained an ideal state of mind and stabilizing himself, immediately his eyes became sharp.
“Welcome to the end …”
His muttering was like the opening ceremony of the apocalypse.
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