Chapter 3

"What!"

Everyone was shocked to hear that someone had bid on this trash-filled storage unit.

Even one dollar is money! Isn't this just throwing it away?

That aside, you'll have to spend time cleaning it, and you'll also have to pay for garbage disposal, which won't be just one dollar!

Everyone looked at Ye Tian, who had placed the bid, with eyes that seemed to be looking at a fool.

Old Henry reacted quickly. His head hadn't even turned, but his voice had already come out, so fast! It was as if he was afraid Ye Tian would change his mind.

"Ok! One dollar, sold!"

After saying that, Old Henry turned his head and shook hands with Ye Tian, his eyes also showing a look of looking at a fool.

"Rustle!"

Ye Tian ignored how others looked at him, turned around, and pulled down the roller shutter of the storage unit. Then he shouted to Jason.

"Jason, do you have any extra locks? Can I borrow one?"

"Sure, here you go."

Jason shook his head with a bitter smile and walked over, handing Ye Tian a padlock.

He didn't say anything, indeed, he didn't know what to say! Ye Tian's actions were too perplexing.

"Ok, let's go to the next storage unit, number 232."

The auctioneer sighed with relief and led everyone forward.

"Is this Chinese kid crazy? Why would he buy that trash-filled storage unit?"

"Who knows! Maybe he really is crazy!"

Everyone didn't understand Ye Tian's behavior and whispered as they walked.

After locking the storage unit, Ye Tian immediately followed along.

Although he had bid on the unit, he couldn't enter it until he paid. Only after all the auctions were over and he paid the auction fees would the storage unit truly belong to him, and the antique pistol would be his.

As for the auction fees, he might not be able to afford a lot, but one dollar was no problem; he still had fifty dollars in his pocket.

He didn't need to worry about garbage disposal fees for now. He just needed to transfer the trash to storage unit 218, which would temporarily save him this expense.

He also couldn't enter storage unit 218, as it could easily lead to misunderstandings and unnecessary trouble.

At this moment, Ye Tian's heart was filled with both excitement and fear.

He was excited because he had acquired an antique pistol at zero cost.

This meant he wouldn't have to sleep on the streets tomorrow, and he wouldn't have to worry about his survival for the next few months. A turning point had appeared.

At the same time, he was excited about the strange ability that had appeared in his body. Perhaps from now on, he would walk a path completely different from before, even an incredibly brilliant one.

He was also afraid because he didn't know what this sudden change in his body would bring.

Would he really be taken over by an alien like in a sci-fi movie, completely turning into a non-human being, or be eaten by a monster that came out of his body?

But thinking about how he had almost drowned in the East River half an hour ago, Ye Tian felt less afraid. The worst outcome was death, so how could it get any worse?

Not fearing death, he was even less afraid of other things!

The next two storage units were auctioned off quickly. These units had some value, with unit 232 selling for 575 dollars and unit 419 for 800 dollars.

After the auction ended, Ye Tian immediately followed the auctioneer to the office and paid the one-dollar auction fee.

At this point, the 24-hour ownership of storage unit 216 truly belonged to him.

With the receipt in hand, Ye Tian quickly walked back to storage unit 216, ready to clean up the trash and admire the antique pistol.

The moment he opened the storage unit door, Ye Tian was very excited. Perhaps the change in his life would start from this one-dollar trash-filled storage unit.

At this moment, no one was paying attention to him, not even Jason, who had already left disappointed.

After opening unit 216, Ye Tian immediately opened unit 218 as well.

He had no interest in checking the contents of unit 218. Anything valuable had already been sold, and even if there were a few items left, they wouldn't be worth much. The antique pistol was far more attractive.

Entering the storage unit, Ye Tian immediately opened the garbage bag containing the pistol and took out the gun case.

The garbage bag was full of paper scraps, which hadn't damaged the gun case at all. The case was as good as new, shiny and clean!

Next, he was about to face the antique pistol that would change his life!

The moment he opened the gun case, his hands were trembling slightly.

"Click!"

The crisp sound of the spring mechanism was heard, and it finally opened!

What he saw was an extremely beautiful Luger P08, lying quietly in the case with two magazines. Both the gun and the magazines were in perfect condition, gleaming with a metallic luster.

This luster, in Ye Tian's eyes at this moment, was like gold, dazzling and even maddening.

The Luger P08 is arguably the most famous pistol in the world, also known as the "Swiss watch of pistols." It is the most elegant and beautiful pistol ever designed and is the holy grail of all pistol collectors!

It was the first military semi-automatic pistol, produced in 1900 and adopted by the German army in 1908. It served in the German army for over thirty years until 1942 when it was replaced by the Luger P38 and phased out of the German military.

The Luger P08 was the standard issue for German officers, especially the SS, who had their own custom models.

During World War II, all Allied soldiers were proud to capture a Luger P08, which was even more attractive than a medal. Soldiers who captured a Luger P08 would cherish it as a symbol of honor.

Due to Germany's defeat, many Luger pistols were destroyed, making them rare and highly valuable.

Especially some special models, which are pursued by all pistol collectors, and are immediately bought at high prices as soon as they appear on the market.

Finding a Luger P08 in this trash-filled storage unit was like a stroke of luck from the heavens!

At this moment, Ye Tian believed the old Chinese saying: "If one survives a great disaster, good fortune will follow."

The more he looked at the pistol, the more he loved it, his eyes burning with passion.

Even when he was with his girlfriend, he had never shown such intense affection.

After admiring it in the case for a while, Ye Tian took the gun out to examine its condition.

Soon, he discovered something new that made him ecstatic.

The gun had a series of numbers: 1940, 76, indicating the year of production and the batch number.

But this wasn't the most exciting part. What made him ecstatic was the skull and SS lightning bolt emblem engraved on the grip.

This was a special model produced in 1940, specifically for SS officers, known as the "Skull Luger P08." Most of these guns were issued to concentration camp guards.

Because of this, this model of the Luger P08 was destroyed on a large scale after the war, making it extremely rare, almost impossible to find on the market.

If the Luger P08 is the Ferrari of pistols, then this Skull Luger P08 is the Ferrari F1, the top-of-the-line product!

Apart from pistols used by celebrities, this is undoubtedly the best pistol collectible!

Although it was found in an abandoned storage unit, the pistol was very well-maintained, almost like new, with the smell of gun oil still faintly detectable.

He wondered why the collector had placed such a precious pistol in a garbage bag and left it here.

Perhaps it was packed in paper scraps and placed in a garbage bag during a move to prevent damage and for easy carrying, but then forgotten and left in this abandoned storage unit.

Or maybe the collector had passed away, and the heir, a wastrel, didn't know about the gun in the storage unit, so it ended up here.

It seemed that his luck had turned, and the heavens had not completely abandoned him, but had begun to favor him.

After admiring the exterior, he began to check the pistol's performance.

A functional antique pistol is worlds apart from one that can only be used as a decoration.

The gun was in perfect condition, with all original parts. Whether it could fire would need to be tested at a shooting range.

He also examined the white light emitted by the pistol, but found nothing special other than a halo.

After checking everything, Ye Tian satisfiedly placed the pistol back in the case.

Next, he began to clean the storage unit.

The remaining items were all worthless trash, which he quickly transferred to storage unit 218, to be dealt with later when he had the time and money.

After cleaning up, he found two old clothes in storage unit 218, changed out of his wet clothes, dried his hair, and tidied himself up to look less disheveled.

He also found a backpack, carefully placed the gun case inside, locked the storage unit door, and left this lucky place.

When he walked out of the storage facility, the outside world seemed much brighter and full of vitality.

The clouds had cleared, and the dawn had arrived!

Straightening his wrinkled clothes, Ye Tian confidently walked to Brown's Gun Shop, not far from his home.

He was very familiar with this gun shop, having bought guns there in better times and sold guns there in worse times, going in and out about seven or eight times.

He chose to go there because the owner, Brown, was a gun collecting enthusiast, and the shop had many antique guns, representing various periods.

Ye Tian planned to sell the Skull Luger P08, although he liked it very much and wanted to keep it, but in the face of survival, his hobby had to take a back seat.

Walking to the gun shop, Ye Tian adjusted his emotions, then pushed the door open and walked in.