Reborn in America: I Have an Equipment Slot

Irving got out of bed, stretched, and felt refreshed.

He took a shower and, reflecting on the madness of the previous night, took a deep breath.

Although last night was a long and tiring day, at least I have plenty of energy today, and I can focus on my career for the next couple of days.

After taking a shower, Irving got dressed, left the room, and checked out.

After getting his deposit back, he simply bought a hot dog for breakfast from a roadside vendor, then boarded a bus and hurried towards the pawnshop.

Last night, when he called Walter to ask about Judy's filming schedule, he casually asked about his own start date.

Upon learning that the script would take another three or four days to be revised, requiring another script discussion, and that filming could only begin normally in about a week, Irving immediately shifted his focus to the pawnshop.

A week is just the right amount of time; I can complete the quest for the silver scale equipment while simultaneously collecting new equipment.

If you're lucky, you might even get another piece of special equipment.

Thinking of this, Irving immediately started humming a little tune.

Irving had just left the motel and was admiring Miami's unique and beautiful coastal scenery.

Just then, he saw a number of colorful tents suddenly appear in the park ahead.

If he remembered correctly, this place was deserted last night, with no one in sight.

In just one night, the entire park's green space was filled with small tents that looked like burial mounds.

Irving shook his head, inwardly lamenting that the homeless population had increased again.

Irving continued walking forward, and as he got closer, he realized that several white police officers were questioning and searching each tent, one by one, with rubber batons in hand.

When encountering Asian, Mexican, or white people, the white police officers simply questioned them briefly and verbally asked them to leave.

But whenever they encounter a Black person, they basically start by beating them up, then suspect them of stealing from the community and demand to see their identification!

Almost everyone without identification was handcuffed and thrown into a police car.

Classic white homeless people are fine, and Asian, Mexican, Latino, and other homeless people are also acceptable, but black homeless people are not!

Seeing this scene, Irving shook his head.

He knew that once these police officers started driving away the homeless people on the streets, Old Black's life would become even more difficult.

This is why most "free purchases" are made by Black people.

However, Irving was already used to this kind of scene. After sighing, he continued on his way.

He encountered a food truck on the roadside midway through his journey.

To his surprise, the relief food truck was not distributing white food, but rather cakes and desserts such as cakes, donuts, and cream puffs.

Although there weren't many people in line, Irving had no intention of going to collect it.

He had previously tried cakes and desserts distributed by these relief food trucks, but he couldn't eat more than one bite.

These things look like cakes or desserts, but they are actually incredibly sweet.

Irving still remembers how he felt the first time he ate these things; the taste... was practically no different from stuffing a mouthful of white sugar.

Irving was about to leave when he discovered a flea market, or rather a black market, not far behind the relief food truck!

It's just on the other side of the road.

Irving glanced at the time, calculating that even if he rushed to the pawnshop now, there was no guarantee of any business.

After some thought, he immediately changed his plans, deciding to browse the flea market in the morning first, since the pawnshop would open in the afternoon.

Irving walked through the crowd and into the flea market.

As soon as he entered the market, Irving raised an eyebrow in surprise.

To his surprise, the flea market was quite crowded and very lively.

Not only were there all sorts of stalls, but the people coming and going in the market were also a mixed bag, including whites, blacks, Asians and even Arabs, which Irving found quite strange.

Irving glanced at the stalls.

I discovered that these vendors sold all sorts of things, which was dazzling.

Not only are there all kinds of counterfeit designer bags, but also clothes, sneakers, belts, perfumes and other items. However, most of the vendors are black, and there is even an English sign next to the stalls that guarantees 100% authenticity.

Besides these, there are also many stalls that specialize in selling antiques and collectibles, such as porcelain, artworks, jade and so on.

There were even some vendors selling all sorts of secondhand items, including computers, televisions, mobile phones, skateboards, and game consoles.

Irving strolled around the flea market.

He hadn't gone far when he spotted a strange silver revolver being sold at a groceries stall and went up to ask the seller about the price.

The old white stall owner, who was selling stale goods, immediately stood up enthusiastically when he saw the customer and began to introduce his background, "Oh, buddy, I can tell you're a connoisseur!"

This Colt M1873 single-action revolver is a rare find. As you can tell from the serial number on it, this is one of the first batches of M1873 produced by Colt, making it extremely valuable!

This gun is said to be the sidearm of a legendary Western cowboy. I bought it from a collector for a high price, but if you want it today, you can have it for just $9999, not $1!

"..." Owen fell silent immediately after hearing this.

Goodness, this shop owner is really good at conning people.

Was it the first batch of M1873 pistols produced by Colt? Or the sidearm of a legendary American cowboy? What a well-crafted story.

If this gun is indeed the first-generation M1873 revolver produced by Colt, then it must be more than a century old! It looks brand new after all these years, no wonder there's not much business at this stall.

Irving shook his head, didn't even pick up the pistol to examine it closely, and turned to leave.

Old Bai, the stall owner, immediately panicked and lowered the price. "Sir, do you not like this gun? Or do you think the price is too high? This gun has truly been preserved for over 100 years; it's an absolute genuine collector's item! If you don't believe me, feel it and take a closer look! If you still really want it, we can discuss the price further..."

Hearing them say that, Irving had no choice but to turn back and give them a speechless look.

The Colt M1873 single-action revolver in front of me was originally developed to participate in the U.S. Army's revolver tender in 1872, and later became the standard-issue pistol of the U.S. Army cavalry, making it a classic.

After carefully examining the gun and finding no obvious damage, Owen took out his phone and searched through a niche collector's website.

Seeing that all the original and well-maintained Colt M1873 pistols were indeed in high demand and considered top-quality by collectors, Owen was immediately surprised.