Chen Zhao had an idea. Maybe Sienna would know what the foundation gem was.

Chen Zhao gave her a call. “Sienna.”

“Chen, do you know how sinful it is to disturb a lady's sleep?”

“I have a bottle of cream which is definitely better than a single night's sleep.”

“What do you need?”

“Do you know what's the foundation gem?”

“Foundation gem? Foundation stone?”

“No idea. I heard it from my friend. I can't confirm if I've heard it wrong or if my friend said it wrong.”

“I don't know what the foundation gem is, but I know the foundation stone.”

“And what's that?”

“It was part of a cruel method in ancient times. People would draw out the magic sources from ten spiritualists and then combine them in a special way, creating a foundation stone.”

“What does a foundation stone do?”

“Don't tell me you're trying to make one.”

“I don't even know what it is.” Chen Zhao rolled his eyes.

“Never have that thought, or we'll be enemies.”

“Don't worry. I'm not planning to make a foundation stone, but I suspect that there might be one somewhere.”

“Foundation stones are useless,” Sienna said, “at least to you. A foundation stone serves as an extra magic source for the user, but because it's made from ten different magic sources, the magical power it contains is too impure. Any user will be tortured until they lose their soul.”

Chen Zhao had an idea. He could not use a foundation stone, but the Mouth of Glutton could.

The Mouth's magical power was separate from his own.

Moreover, the Mouth of Glutton did not have a soul in the first place.

A thought appeared in Chen Zhao's mind. He had to get the foundation stone.

After Fali fell asleep, Chen Zhao went to the bas.e.m.e.nt.

“Nebaur, come here.”

“Master.” Nebaur floated beside Chen Zhao.

He was already used to living in the s.p.a.ce crevice.

Furthermore, he was also the third in command here, being inferior only to Chen Zhao and Blackie.

“You said there's a place I can get arms, right?”

“Yes,” Nebaur answered.

“In America?”

“Yes, my previous supplies were from Americans,” Nebaur said.

“How long do I need to get them?”

“Arms dealers are distributed across all the major cities. Once you call them and both parties are confident that the deal is safe, you can probably get the stuff on the same day.”

“If I want to equip 100 mercenaries, how much will it cost?”

“It depends on the equipment,” Nebaur said. “If you're talking about the US army, one set of equipment costs about $20,000.”

“No need for that. I don't need things like bulletproof vests.”

“In this case, less than $5000 per unit.”

So it would cost $500,000 for 100 people.

Chen Zhao still felt pain.

Should he buy arms or not?

“How does the deal work? Is it safe?”

“It's hard to guarantee that it's 100% safe. If you're alone, the dealer will very likely kill you for the money.”

Chen Zhao squinted. “Which means I can do the same to them?”

“Uh…” Nebaur suddenly recalled that the person standing before him was a demon.

He actually naively thought that Chen Zhao was going to complete the deal properly.

He was still too simple.

Nebaur began to pray for the arms dealers that he knew.

He hoped that they would be fine.

“What's their number?”

“Master, are you going to call them with your own phone? That's super risky.”

“Oh, right.” Chen Zhao slapped his head. He indeed should not use his phone.

Nevertheless, if he could complete the deal normally, he would not do otherwise.

After all, fighting an illegal arms dealer was certainly risky. Chen Zhao was not strong to the point where he could ignore everything.

A few machine guns were enough to make him kneel down and be conquered.

Chen Zhao was in no way resistant to such piercing attacks.

If he was shot bullet by bullet, he could still block them with Qingyi Armor.

For example, he was shot in the head in the morning. Although he was slightly injured, it was not fatal.

However, continuous shooting would actually kill Chen Zhao.

Instead, Chen Zhao was more resistant to explosives such as grenades.

In addition, the Mouth of Glutton could absorb the flames and impact of explosions.

After informing Fali, Chen Zhao left the house.

He found a telephone booth and called an arms dealer.

“Hey, I want some arms.”

“Sorry, wrong number.”

Then, the person hung up at once.

Nebaur had told Chen Zhao that this was normal.

Why would the arms dealer respond to a stranger asking for arms?

But the dealer had the usual secret code procedure.

Chen Zhao called the person again. “I need sandwiches, a large number of fries, and also fried drumsticks.”

“For how many people?”

“Sandwiches for 100 people, a lot of fries, and 1000 drumsticks.”

“Which restaurant for your sandwiches?”

“Burger King.”

“2000 for a sandwich, one dollar for five fries, and 12 dollars for a drumstick.”

Chen Zhao licked his lips. Sandwiches were guns, fries were bullets, and drumsticks were grenades.

It was much more expensive than the usual price, but it was the black market, after all.

If people could get those items from the normal market, illegal arms dealers would lose their job.

Nonetheless, the price was significantly lower than Chen Zhao's expectation.

“Sure.”

“Who's your leader?”

“The Australian Kangaroo.”

The Australian Kangaroo was Nebaur's nickname in the black market.

Illegal arms dealers would only begin the deal after confirming the leader.

“The Australian Kangaroo's dead.”

“I found out about you from him in the past.”

“Sorry, I don't sell to strangers.”

“Forget it. I'll look for Scar.” Chen Zhao did not hesitate.

However, the other party suddenly changed their att.i.tude and said, “The gravel beach 80 kilometers south of LA, 3 a.m. Only you can come. If you're late I'll leave.”

How troublesome. He could not even do a bank transfer…

Forget it. Chen Zhao would do it in order to equip his army.

Chen Zhao searched the location, after which he called Amon and went there via the sea.

He reached the gravel beach at 2.50.

But there was no one there, although there were people secretly watching him in the dark.

Chen Zhao pretended that he did not know anything. He waited in silence, frequently checking the time.

F**k, are they playing me?

Just come out. I'm alone. Why are you scared?