112: Young Master is back.

Lu Fan circled the Type 96 tank, with its rugged lines and lowered cannon barrel, looking at it again and again; he absolutely loved it.

After receiving Wu Xue's approval, he climbed inside to experience it properly.

Upon getting out, he was, as expected, slapped in the face by the 'True Fragrance Law.'

Now, looking at Wu Xue again, Lu Fan didn't see a spendthrift woman at all, but a literal living Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Could he get a few more of these gifts?

Suppressing the waves of emotion in his heart, he thanked Wu Xue, "Please thank your company for me. The gift is excellent; I am very satisfied."

As he spoke, he signed his name on the electronic signature pad.

With the procedures complete, Wu Xue handed him a USB drive: "This is the startup key for that gift."

My mission is complete. I wish you success in your subsequent work."

She decisively led her subordinates into Lu Fan's off-road vehicle and quickly disappeared into the vast desert.

In the scorching desert, only Lu Fan and this massive gift remained.

He didn't rush to put the items into his space; instead, he sat in the tank's cockpit and opened the system panel.

【red-top merchant system】

Name: Lu Fan

Rank: Gold Merchant

Wealth: 520 Million

Equipment: nano bulletproof vest, multifunctional pen, multifunctional glasses, external mechanical arm, DB5, DB11, Bionic Flight Suit.

Abilities: Disguise, Mastery of Code Breaking, Mastery of Surgery, Mimicry

Points: 5900

Space: 84.8 cubic meters】

After crushing the Double Space Rune, the space reached a terrifying 169.6 cubic meters.

This capacity was more than enough to store this batch of supplies.

However, Lu Fan still held his position, instead focusing all his attention on studying the tank.

Because his multifunctional glasses detected several groups of people watching him from not far away.

But they were merely keeping watch, likely trying to probe his methods.

After a short while, Lu Fan managed to get the tank running.

With the assistance of the multifunctional glasses, driving a tank was no trouble at all.

In this uninhabited desert, Lu Fan let loose to his heart's content.

An hour later, the observers saw that Lu Fan still hadn't made any major moves.

They also realized that their observation intentions had been seen through.

Seeing that the other party wouldn't take the next step unless they left, they made a tactical retreat.

Taking advantage of this moment, Lu Fan used the tank to kick up a cloud of dust that blotted out the sun.

Under the cover of external forces, he stored everything into his space.

He then drove the DB5 straight towards Dara Village in Peshawar, North-West Frontier Province of Pakistan.

Those who know about this village, know.

The village has imitation firearm manufacturing as its core industry, forming a unique traditional handicraft cluster.

Lu Fan went there partly because he still had over 20 cubic meters of empty space.

With the mindset that a merchant should never waste any usable resources, he wanted to fill the space quickly.

On the other hand, while 100 million rounds of ammunition seemed like a lot, they were consumables; every one used was one fewer left.

He had to be self-sufficient, so an ammunition production line had to be established; he had to go to this place.

Towards evening, a middle-aged man of medium build, with a lean and capable face, a short beard, and sharp eyes, stepped into Dara Village.

He wore an unremarkable khaki jacket; it was Lu Fan after using Disguise.

His current identity was weapon merchant: Li Feiyu.

He walked into an ammunition shop that looked relatively large and had a formal storefront.

The owner, Saleh, was a burly man with a thick beard and shrewd eyes, wearing a traditional robe over a tactical vest.

He was currently wiping down several Magnum bullets.

Lu Fan stepped forward to greet him: "Boss?"

Saleh looked up, sizing up the visitor: "I am the boss. Friend, what do you need? I have everything you could want here."

"My name is Li Feiyu. Boss, do you have these items?" Lu Fan came straight to the point, producing a list.

Saleh glanced at the list, a flash of alertness and interest crossing his cloudy eyes.

He put down the cloth in his hand and gestured for Lu Fan to follow him to a more private space behind the shop.

Passing through an aisle filled with parts and finished ammunition, they arrived at a slightly cluttered but well-equipped backyard workshop.

"Friend, I have the items, but the price won't be cheap." Saleh didn't hide anything; business was business.

As a professional ammunition manufacturer, he saw at a glance that these were the components needed for a high-tech ammunition production line.

"As long as the goods are good, the price is negotiable." Lu Fan's tone carried the straightforwardness of a businessman.

Saleh's heart pounded as he quickly calculated the costs and profits in his head.

"Nine million RMB~~" He quoted a figure he considered quite substantial, leaving room for negotiation.

After hearing it, Lu Fan's face showed no emotional fluctuation, as if it were just an ordinary number.

He directly pulled out gold bricks of various sizes from his backpack: four 2.5kg bars and three 1kg bars.

He placed them directly on the oil-stained workbench nearby.

"This is 13 kilograms of Huifeng Bank gold bars, worth more than nine million." Lu Fan's voice was calm and steady. "I have only one requirement."

Have everything ready for me before 12:00 midnight tomorrow."

Saleh's eyes were fixed on the gold ingots, his breathing becoming heavy.

In Dara Village, cash transactions were the norm, and large amounts of US dollars were seen.

But paying directly with high-purity, high-value gold like this was simply unprecedented.

This proved the buyer's strength and credibility better than any banknotes!

He picked up a gold ingot; it felt heavy in his hand. He bit it carefully with his teeth, leaving a clear mark.

He then took out a small gold testing pen and tapped it; the green light turned on.

A huge, undisguised smile instantly broke across Saleh's face, even his thick beard shaking.

"Boss Li! Splendid! Simply splendid!" Saleh slapped the table excitedly. "Deal! Absolutely a deal!"

I, Saleh, guarantee that everything I give you will be the best! Delivery at exactly eight o'clock tomorrow night!"

This transaction paid in gold left him overjoyed.

It also completely established "Li Feiyu's" status as a top-tier client in his heart.

"Give me a room, and do not disturb me until the goods are ready!" Lu Fan put away the gold.

That night, Lu Fan stayed directly at Saleh's house.

The reason he was in such a hurry was because the system mission had just been issued.

【Main Mission 1: Strategic Reserves. Before 0:00 on July 7, 1937, reserve at least 2000 tons of strategic materials. Material types must include: medicine, industrial raw materials, food, and cotton yarn/cloth.

Main Mission 2: A Merchant's Responsibility. Defending the land and resisting the japanese is everyone's duty; successfully thwart one large-scale invasion by the japanese.

Main Mission 3: Foundation of Military Industry. Utilize modern technology and knowledge to assist or lead the establishment and initial production of a facility/production line of a certain scale capable of stably producing basic military supplies.】

Stimulated by the sensitive date of July 7th, Lu Fan did not sleep all night.

The next day, as the sun set in the west, Lu Fan drove a large truck and disappeared into the afterglow of the setting sun.

1937, this young master is back~~