Chapter 653

　　Third person's POV 　　Rolf was as excited as a hungry man seeing food, clamoring, "Alpha Derek, just look at these. They're incredibly cool for close combat." 　　"Alpha Derek, I want this one and that one," he added, pointing at various items. 　　Alvin shook his head at Rolf with a sense of helplessness. 　　Derek picked up a compact ladies' pistol, and the shopkeeper enthusiastically described it, "You have a great taste. This is the latest model with minimal recoil, perfect for ladies." 　　"I'll take this one and this," Derek said. 　　Then, he pointed to a small, portable dagger that was ideal for concealment. 　　After browsing for a while, he headed towards the medicinal area. 　　The place was bustling with people, each acting as if they were in a second-hand store. 　　In the United States, many drugs are regulated, but on this ship, there were no constraints—only transactions driven by money and desire. 　　As long as you had enough money, you could satisfy all your cravings. 　　There was no