50: Chapter 50: Exchange for the Miniature Hot Melt Gun!

Inside the deep-sea nuclear submarine.

Chu Feng looked at the Clone Warriors being suppressed by firepower on the holographic screen and opened the system store in his mind.

Account balance: 479,000 points.

"System, filter for individual anti-armor weapons. Requirement: no explosive shockwaves, and they must not damage the load-bearing structure of the underwater base."

The system light screen scrolled rapidly, and a weapon with a strong sense of black technology popped out.

[Individual High-Frequency Melt-Cutting Gun]

[Description: Fires a directional melt ray with a temperature of 5,000 degrees. No explosive shockwaves, no shrapnel splatter. It can melt through all active heavy armor like a hot knife through butter. Effective range: 500 meters.]

[Price: 100 Wealth Points each.]

A hundred points each; very cheap.

More than enough to deal with a few light armored vehicles.

"Buy one hundred, and distribute them directly to the Clone Warriors on the front line."

Ten thousand Wealth Points were deducted instantly.

Chu Feng's account balance became 469,000 points.

Noahs Ark Base, first-floor ecological park.

Five white camouflage armored vehicles were pouring out firepower frantically.

The 30mm autocannons splattered mud all over the lawn.

Dozens of guards in exoskeletons followed behind the vehicles, slowly advancing.

Just when the guards thought they had victory in the bag.

In the hands of the Clone Warriors hiding behind cover, a rugged-looking black heavy firearm appeared out of thin air.

The barrel was dark red, emitting astonishing heat.

The one hundred Clone Warriors didn't communicate at all; in perfect unison, they raised their melt guns and aimed at the armored vehicles in the distance.

They pulled the triggers.

There was no deafening sound of gunfire.

One hundred blinding orange-red high-energy rays instantly pierced through the artificial air of the ecological park.

The rays struck the front armor of the five armored vehicles with precision.

The special steel plates, capable of withstanding armor-piercing shells, didn't last even a second against the 5,000-degree heat.

The white vehicle bodies instantly turned into red-hot branding irons, then immediately melted into molten iron flowing onto the lawn.

"Boom!"

The ammunition compartments inside the armored vehicles were detonated by the high heat, emitting a few muffled thuds.

The drivers inside didn't even have time to scream before they were vaporized into piles of black ash.

The exoskeleton guards following behind the armored vehicles were stunned.

Before they could even find cover, dozens of orange-red rays had already swept over them.

The metal shells of their exoskeleton armor melted rapidly.

The temperature of several thousand degrees conducted into the interior.

A series of shrill, pig-like screams suddenly rang out in the ecological park.

These elite guards were baked into charcoal, alive, trapped inside their hot iron shells.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of roasting meat and the stench of burning engine oil.

In less than half a minute.

The base's most elite internal security force was completely wiped out.

All that remained on the ground were pools of molten iron emitting white smoke and charred corpses.

The slaughter ended.

The Clone Warriors put down their melt guns, switched back to their submachine guns, and walked out from behind cover.

On the lawn in the distance.

Over ten thousand young women were kneeling on the ground, trembling with fear.

These women had all been carefully selected from around the world by top tycoons like Duke William.

Blonde-haired, blue-eyed supermodels, Asian actresses with waterfall-like black hair, and hot-bodied Latin mixed-race women.

They were all uniformly dressed in thin white maid outfits.

The pitifully short skirts couldn't cover their fair, slender legs at all.

During the firefight just now, the pipes of the artificial river were hit and burst, splashing water everywhere.

Many of the women's clothes were soaked by the water, and the translucent fabric clung tightly to their bodies, revealing their proud silhouettes and alluring skin tones underneath.

They wore cold metal identification collars around their necks, huddling together tightly like a flock of frightened sheep.

No one cared that the blood on the ground was staining their fair knees.

They only knew that these thugs in suits before them killed without blinking an eye.

The Clone Warriors walked forward and aimed their guns at the group of women.

Inside the nuclear submarine.

Chu Feng looked at the sea of stunning beauties on the screen and leaned back in his chair with satisfaction.

These high-and-mighty tycoons certainly knew how to enjoy themselves.

Even with the apocalypse descending, they didn't forget to bring ten thousand top-tier women to the bottom of the sea to revel and seek pleasure.

Just right; it was all his gain now.

The ruthless officers in the building happened to be lacking some obedient playthings.

"Have the Clone Warriors keep them under guard," Chu Feng ordered. "Anna, how is the hacking of the second-floor entrance going?"

Anna, who had been kneeling by Chu Feng's legs, suddenly straightened her body.

The high-intensity hacking work had exhausted a great deal of her stamina.

Her black tactical bodysuit was completely soaked with sweat.

But she didn't dare take her hands off the keyboard, only biting her rosy lips.

"Master, the firewall on the second floor is an independent, physically isolated system. They have cut off the external network."

Anna tried to endure the strange sensations coming from her body, her voice trembling slightly.

"The Clone Warriors need to go to the main control room at the northernmost end of the ecological park and manually insert the decoder. As long as the decoder is plugged in, I only need thirty seconds to open the second-floor gate."

"Pass the order down."

Chu Feng applied a little pressure.

Anna let out a cry of pain, her body turning as soft as a puddle of water, and she collapsed directly onto Chu Feng's lap.

The Clone Warriors on the front line received the order, immediately split off ten men, and strode toward the main control room on the north side of the ecological park.

The bulletproof glass door of the main control room was locked tight. It was empty inside.

The Clone Warriors raised their melt guns; a red light flashed, and the bulletproof glass instantly turned into a puddle of molten glass.

The warrior walked into the main control room and plugged the silver decoder into the data interface of the main control console.

"Interface connection successful."

Inside the nuclear submarine, the terminal screen on Anna's thigh instantly lit up with blue light.

She forced herself to stay focused, her slender fingers operating rapidly on the keyboard.

Her round buttocks, wrapped in the bodysuit, swayed slightly with the movement of her upper body, outlining a breathtaking curve.

"Password lock disengaged."

"Hydraulic system override complete."

"Master, the second-floor gate is open!"

Anna lifted her head excitedly, her eyes full of fawning expressions.

At the end of the ecological park.

A pure copper gate, ten meters high and engraved with intricate patterns, made a heavy sound. The massive door hinges slowly rotated, opening inward.

The Clone Warriors, guns raised, immediately rushed through the gate.

The helmet cameras transmitted the scene on the second floor back to the screen in the nuclear submarine.

Chu Feng looked at the screen, his gaze suddenly narrowing.

The second floor was not an ordinary shelter.

This was an underground den of iniquity built with gold and diamonds.

The ground was entirely paved with precious white marble slabs.

On both sides of the street were various retro-style detached villas.

The exterior walls of the villas were inlaid with huge crystal decorations, flashing with blinding light under the illumination.

In the center of the street, there was even a miniature Las Vegas casino.

All kinds of luxurious gambling tables and slot machines were fully equipped.

Hundreds of bottles of the oldest vintage Romanée-Conti red wine were casually stacked on the casino bar counter like ordinary beverages.

On the seabed during the apocalypse, this group of tycoons had forcibly replicated a small, extremely decadent society.

At this moment, the second-floor street was in chaos.

Hundreds of tycoons and politicians wearing tuxedos and gold watches were running around like headless flies.

They carried heavy black metal suitcases in their hands, running desperately toward the entrance to the third floor.

The latches of the suitcases were shaken open due to the violent running.

Stacks of brand-new hundred-dollar bills and blinding gold bars fell out of the suitcases, scattering all over the ground, but no one stopped to pick them up.

In the face of life and death, these riches that they usually regarded as their lives had now become a burden to their escape.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Clone Warriors fired decisively.

Submachine gun bullets swept across.

Several of the slowest tycoons were hit in the back, screaming as they fell onto the white marble slabs, their blood staining the dollar bills on the ground red.

The remaining tycoons were scared out of their wits, abandoning even their suitcases as they scrambled toward the third-floor entrance.

The third-floor entrance was a heavy, semi-circular blast-proof isolation chamber.

Several Wall Street tycoons wearing gold-rimmed glasses rushed into the isolation chamber, and ignoring the dozens of companions who hadn't entered yet, they directly pressed the emergency close button.

"Open the door! Let me in! I'll pay one billion dollars!"

"Bastards! We're on the same side! You can't leave me behind!"

The tycoons locked outside hammered frantically on the metal hatch, crying out in despair.

The Clone Warriors walked over with heavy steps, treading on the bills and gold bricks scattered all over the floor.

The dark gun barrels were aimed at these big shots who once controlled the world's economic lifeline.

Inside the submarine.

Chu Feng looked at the gold and cash scattered on the ground and curled the corner of his mouth.

"Break the legs of these old guys outside and take control of them."

"Have the brothers start taking inventory of the supplies on the second floor."

The second floor was covered in wealth.

Many of the chips in the casino were made of pure gold.

Any random piece of decoration from the villas was a world-class antique.

Everything must be converted into Wealth Points!