Stuck in a Chinese novel

"You wish to buy transport? For all of you? You all won't fit in a car." A giant bald green man said. He had one eye only and there were two lower fangs coming out of his mouth. He seemed like an orc but he wasn't exactly one.

[He's a Cyclops]

Wei Jun didn't know what those were but it seemed like the general was aware of it. When they entered the shop, the general was about to attack him but contained himself just as quickly.

Wei Jun nodded and asked, "Then is there something that can fit all of us? Something big and fast."

"A tank might do but they're not that fast you know. Just a little faster than normal buses. My recommendation is you buy a few smaller ones. They're fast and can be connected to one another via GPS so you won't get separated as well." The Cyclops explained according to Wei Jun's specifications. Wei Jun looked at the general who nodded, leaving the decision up to him and Wei Jun turned to the Cyclops.

"Is there something like an armored car that can fit all of us?" Wei Jun asked. The Cyclops thought for a while before he nodded and said, "There is an armored RV but it won't go everywhere with how big it is. You will have to stick to the main road and you may have to park it on the streets."

Wei Jun nodded and said, "Show me."

The Cyclops took Wei Jun and his team inside and showed him a set of cars that were silver in color. Wei Jun selected one that looked like a SWAT tank only bigger in size. The size was three fire trucks standing next to each other and height-wise, it was like two fire trucks on top of each other.

"It might be a tight fit since it's not for thirty people." The Cyclops said. Wei Jun nodded and once he checked the insides, he agreed on it. It was decided at 50,000 and Wei Jun managed to lower the price to 45,000.

Once they were in, some girls had to sit on one seat in each other's lap. Once they were all ready, Wei Jun took the front and began to drive. He had experimented a little earlier when the Cyclops offered a test drive and being a fast learner, Wei Jun learned faster than anyone could.

Their destination was the same, the citadel in the middle of the city. Wei Jun had obtained as much information as he could from the civilians on the street.

The Citadel was the residence of the presidential council that ran all twelve districts making twelve heads of the city, all humans. There was no religion and no creator to worship. They had a few troubles, like food resources since whatever they made was artificial and required immense resources.

Wei Jun didn't know internal schematics because whenever some deep questions were posed, the people would be suspicious of him because he didn't know of such basic things. Even the information he managed to gather was under the guise of knowing what normal civilians thought of the current regime. It was the 'How do people live at the bottom?' play.

"How are we going to approach this issue?" The general asked. Wei Jun replied, "According to the information I've obtained, to run the machines around the city, the miasma cores are needed. They are monopolized by the presidential council and they send units outside the dome to kill the monsters and obtain their cores."@@novelbin@@

"I guess the dungeon itself is still like a dungeon but with the addition of this setting. Instead of aimlessly roaming the entire dungeon outside the dome where our Qi is in constant flux to purify our bodies, we should strike a deal and obtain a set direction from these guys." Wei Jun proposed his plan which the general didn't even have to mull over. He simply nodded and said, "Very well."

He was impressed by how Wei Jun had thought so much in so short of a time. The only reason they came to the city was because they were curious. Even the general didn't have a plan but it seemed like Wei Jun had thought of two, no, five or six steps ahead.

He first secured money, transport for defense if things went awry, and then a set plan which would help them save Qi since there was none inside the dungeon and to replenish it on its own, they would have to consume the miasma cores they brought with themselves but it was a long process and the rate at which they Qi was being consumed outside the dome, it wasn't a wise trade.

Wei Jun decided on the best course of action and did it accordingly. Wei Jun's thinking was quick and precise.

As they began to travel a lot faster, Wei Jun advised them all to rest so they could remove all the fatigue while they made their way toward the Citadel. It was still very far away and at a day's drive at their current speed. The general agreed and they all took turns to sleep, each group for eight hours by the composition of nine. By the time they arrived, except for Wei Jun, everyone else had slept and was ready to move.

The general advised Wei Jun to rest a little before they moved on to the next phase of the plan and Wei Jun agreed readily. They parked on an empty road and while the rest of the team replenished their Qi from D and E rank cores, Wei Jun slept for about three hours.

Once everyone was ready, they came out of the car and made their way to the Citadel on foot. As they arrived outside the building, about a hundred meters from the building, there was a barricade with guards with guns stationed behind it.

The guns weren't normal guns but fantasy guns like in movies that shoot laser beams from them.

"Stop!" The man at the forefront stopped Wei Jun and his party. His face was hidden in a black helmet and mask but Wei Jun could tell he was a human. He was dressed exactly like a black op, with no exposed skin, completely covered.

"What business do you have here?" The guard asked.

"We are a mercenary group. We simply wish to commission a mission outside the dome and some resources." Wei Jun replied. All operations outside the dome were assigned in the building so Wei Jun had to come here if he wanted to get assigned.

The guard nodded and said, "Show me your ID."

Wei Jun pulled out a stick which blinked and showed a hologram to the guard. Wei Jun didn't just drive all the way there but he made sure to spend the money he had wisely as he could. He forged fake identities for everyone since it wasn't going to work here as it did in the district plaza. After all, there, they were royals, here, they were simply at the bottom of the chain.

Getting them was nothing too difficult. They didn't need identities to have them forged, only money. As for the issue of finding such a place. Well, whenever Wei Jun wanted to start a business, he'd scope out the dark side of the business before doing anything so it was safe to say he knew where he'd find such places even when it was a new place. After all, humans were the same everywhere.

The guard scrutinized the IDs but once nothing popped out, he nodded and let them all in. Inside, it was just like a city hall. Well, it was busy like a city hall but the interior was more of like a cult. Wei Jun made his way towards the counter without wasting time admiring the interior unlike his team and engaged in a conversation.

The receptionist talked to him for a while before she asked for some things. Wei Jun nodded and agreed to her terms. The team couldn't hear what they were talking about but Wei Jun shortly came to them and said, "Come on, we have to meet one of the managers here as well." Experience tales at My Virtual Library Empire

Wei Jun and his team were led by the receptionist deep inside the building. "What did you talk about?" Ximen Shi asked.

"Don't." The general hurriedly ordered so as to not release any information in front of the receptionist. Ximen Shi understood and remained silent while the rest of the team got the idea as well.

They arrived before a door that was painted like a polished wooden door but actually was made of metal, the receptionist told the team to wait before she stepped inside after knocking and receiving permission to enter.

She returned shortly and smiled, "President Ahmad will see you now."

Wei Jun nodded and entered the room along with the team. As they did, they saw a Middle Eastern man sitting behind a luxurious metal desk with some papers perched on top of it.

"Welcome."