When it comes to protecting their lives, drug lords are never stingy with money.

But these things might stop ordinary people, not a fully armed expert duo.

Activating the optical simulation component scavenged from Soviet Petrochemical special forces soldier Boris, his body vanished into thin air. Combined with Sianweistan's high-speed mobility, as long as they avoided a few infrared detection devices in the dead of night, no one could possibly discover the experts' tracks.

He swiftly bent down and slipped through the gaps in the barbed wire, starting his search for the intranet portal within the estate.

"Signal access point...signal access point...found it."

He quietly inserted the players' signal receivers next to a base station, allowing a few hackers who had been waiting to immediately breach the control intranet of this estate.

In terms of network defense, this place couldn't possibly compare to Zeta Technology's corporate firewall. Right now, it was just a hacker hired by that bald drug dealer patrolling the LAN. In no time, they turned him into a meat puppet, and even the hacker chair's defenses couldn't protect him. A spark burst out, and his personality was ejected, leaving him an empty shell.

Although he didn't know what kind of network this was, nor did he think this was the strength a new map should have, Er Zhuzi couldn't help but flatteringly say,

"It's done, Master. When the new version goes live, don't forget your brothers. For the Party and the country, give us a hand."

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

The expert chuckled, signed off the call, and gave an OK gesture to the Killer Demon behind him.

The two immediately dashed towards the estate. With hackers monitoring the LAN, all sensors and surveillance cameras were merely for display, allowing them unobstructed access all the way.

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After over 60 years in drug trafficking, even if a large part would be taken by the European Community behind them, Cuban drug dealers still amassed uncountable wealth.

To protect this wealth, some chose to deposit it in Swiss banks, while others preferred to keep the fortune right under their noses.

Doyle, known as "The Tank," built a vault in the basement of his estate to store his wealth.

With triple-layered patrol defense, capable of withstanding a nuclear blast, walls over a meter thick of alloy, multiple encrypted electronic locks paired with ICE and hackers, this vault was impervious, ensuring only he could access it.

Identity recognition, blood sample tests, iris recognition, manually entering password to open the mechanical lock, and fingerprint verification—all together made it the Maginot Line of vaults.

Two words—Invincible.

Upon opening the vault, the golden glow almost blinded the expert standing behind Doyle.

His eyes were glued to the sight.

Just the pile of gold bars in the center of the vault, each the size of a red brick, appeared to weigh at least four to five tons, valued over 2 billion RMB, with each brick needing a person's full strength to lift.

Beside them were heaps of Orokin bills, stacked in cubic measures, enough to start a bank.

Oh my goodness.

No wonder they say drug dealers make money.

What are Golden AKs compared to this?

If all the gold here were taken out, even a Type 59 tank could be gold-plated.

Compared to this, the money in Doyle's briefcase seemed trivial, but he still remained loyal to his wealth, using his thumbs to pinch bundles of Orokin like he was pinching chewing gum and stacking it on the money mountain.

Doyle believed there was probably no other game more enjoyable than stacking money, the smell of ink on the bills like an addictive drug.

Meanwhile, the expert realized that even though this guy was enormous, it wasn't due to fat.

On the contrary, he was bulked up because of his bodily exoskeleton, implying a formidable combat capability.

To be cautious, the expert and the Killer Demon didn't dare breathe loudly, standing in the corner and waiting till the guy piled up his money and reluctantly walked out of the vault, closing the door behind him.

Not until they heard a click locking the door did the expert and the Killer Demon release their breath and shut off their optical exoskeletons.

The expert briskly walked over to the gold mountain, cradling these gold bricks in his arms, unable to help exclaiming in his dialect,

"Oh my gosh, I've never seen this much gold in my life, we're gonna be rich."

"Mine! All mine!"

Just taking out one of these gold bricks would make players fight to the death, even entice them to crash the Kujira with a Zero for the price of killing Huang Ban Sanlang.

And here there were at least fifty or sixty such gold bars.

As if to confirm the gold bars' authenticity, the expert picked one up and licked it with his tongue, puzzled, asking the Killer Demon,

"I heard gold was supposed to be sweet, why doesn't it have any taste?"

The Killer Demon was slightly better off, swallowing his saliva and suppressing his greed.

"Gold doesn't have a taste. Right now, let's first figure out how to transport this gold out. There's no way to open the vault door from inside."

Their initial plan was just to retrieve their money, but seeing so much 'people's wealth,' their minds immediately changed even without communication.

After all, they were human, not immortals who shunned earthly possessions. Seeing so much gold, it was impossible not to react.

Unfortunately, the universal storage space or fourth-dimensional pockets for protagonists in novels or games didn't exist in this game; players' gear must be manually carried and couldn't appear out of thin air.

While the Killer Demon contemplated solutions, the expert already began moving around, carrying a dozen gold bars in his hands.

With his gorilla arms, even if the combined weight of the gold was under 1 ton, he could carry all the gold on this ground.

This was gold! It had to be carried regardless!

"This is simple, come here." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

People will do anything for money, even the dullest of minds can become a genius strategist at this moment—this is the power of money!

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The Killer Demon was a bit puzzled but followed his teammate's instructions to the stack of gold bricks the expert piled up, both laying down on either side.

The expert said,

"Activate the optical invisibility exoskeleton."

In the next instant, the air around them seemed to warp; after a ripple, not only the expert and the Killer Demon but also the gold bricks beneath their bodies disappeared.