No but he is not stupid

"Oh? come to gock at my show room again? best keep them fingers to your self boy if you know what is good for you." The arrogant bald white man says as he looks over at Malik. This was hardly new to Malik this asshole always gave him a hard time when it came to looking since he again never buys anything. It was also an open secret that the fucker was a racist he just had the common sense not to rattle of chain of slurs all the time. "You know those are not those pussy fucking pistols right? Those are real man weapons axes, hammers, and swords. Also none of that tooth pick shit from asia that is so dam popular now days. Even with proper steel those dam swords break to easily make me wonder how those people did proper war. Honestly better of using them as ass scratchers..."

The ass hole spits in Maliks direction as he walks into the showroom where a number of European and Slavic focus weapons are on display. He pays it no mind as he walks around the room he had seen one here before an ax that he wanted to get a hold of. It was the weapon he was forced to use in Rasher's harem likely stole it from this very shop even. Looking around he sees it the Viking Bearded Ax. A proper weapon indeed used to hack in to foes and hook legs when use correctly. Against some of the monsters he fought the weapon was invaluable. Another woman would use a hammer to soften hardened shelled foe and he would come in behind and tear that shell from their bodies and hack the beasts to death.

The ass hole see Malik staring at the Ax. "Forget it that is not your kind of weapon. Only real men can use that properly and I am not going to sell that masterful work to a libtard who is not even a real man." he says with a note of disdain at Malik.

Malik simply looks at him thoughtfully for a moment then looks back at the ax. 'No I need this weapon...' he thinks to himself as he faces the asshole properly and says with a firm tone, "I will be buying that ax today and I will prove that I am more then capable to own it. You and me arm wrestle for it. I win I buy it full price. You win I dont ever come back to this store again win win for you you get either my money or me leaving you alone."

The man looks at Malik whom while changed recently did not show obvious sighs of strength no rippling muscles or thick arms. He looks like a slightly toned 21 year old black kid. "Fine but dont blame me if you get hurt and no callen the cops saying I hurt you are treated you unfairly." He says as he clears his large anvil off that he uses to display some hammers and knives, "Get o'er here you little shit and lets get this over with."

Malik walks over and leans over the anvil and sets up his hand open. The man sets up as well after some stretching his larger more defined muscles on display as he rolls up his sleeve and takes Malik's hand. "okay now go." The man says suddenly thinking he could take advantage of a sudden start to win quickly. He tries to go for the slam only for his hand to meet what could only be described as a brick wall. Malik's hand does not even budge a centimeter. Seeing this the smith employs the other tactic his grip strength a good smith has this in spaces.

He flexes his hand around Malik's attempting to crush it and finds that it is also very solid. Looking the boy across from his panic crosses his face as he realizes he has been properly played. "Fuck..." is all he manages before Malik pushes ever so slightly on his reserves slowly pushing the assholes hand backwards so as to not harm them. Eventually the back of the mans hand taps the anvil and the game is over.

"Well shit... guess I am the little sissy bitch this time. what ever go grab that thing and bring it over here we will settle up at counter." the man says with a note of genuine respect toward Malik, "And for the record I dont hate you okay? Otherwise I would have trespassed your ass from my store day one. I have a problem with people who look and dont pay or think all these weapons are just display pieces they are not they are honest to goodness weapons. What you got there is great for boar if you ever have the misfortune of running across a wild and violent one."

Malik looks at the man in shock at the revelation. "I see well then what about that rumor then?" Malik asks as he settles up the payment for the ax, "I mean you have to have heard about it right? The one that says your a racist and that is why you treat people of color piss poorly?"

The man looks at him with genuine confusion. "Now who the sam hell spread that horse pucky? Just cause a white guy shaves his head and treat non-paying customers like shit means he is a racist? I am just a guy who takes fucking pride in his work and want to see it go to proper fucking use." he says not exactly offended but Malik was certain this was the first time he heard that rumor, "And look at you your not exactly the image of a fucking strong man you little shit. If you had looked at a more appropriate piece for your build I would have just sold it to you. Who fucking knew you was the quiet monster type like that. any way git I have work to do and if you hear that horse shit about me again correct the fuckers will you? criminy i am fucking bald white guy for fuck sake."

Malik nods at this taking the weapon and a proper leather belt sheath that came with it and strapped it on. God bless Texas and its weapons laws same day purchase no problems and can even carry it around publicly with no problems. Well almost no problems but it is not like he was going to got to place that have restrictions like a school zone or a police station with it. Plus the weapon weight just felt right on his hip. Suddenly a notification sound goes off:

Notice: Food and Water
Requirement: Have enough food and water on hand to survive 2 weeks for one person
Time limit: 28 days
Failure: You might starve and go thirsty
Success: 5 system credits

"Well I am off I will try to help with that rumor though dont worry." Malik says as he takes note of his new quest. It was not hard just a market run after all. The problem was where to store it. 'Well I dont have to do that right now the time limit is fine. Plus that is not enough credits to get any thing from the store other then a dick improvement potion or a refractory improvement potion.' the thinks to himself as he drives off, 'I should also start spending that money my parents left me. After all what good is a bunch of ones and zeros that detail exactly what $500,000 dollars looks like on a computer... Though I have to do it right. Would not want to be flagged for fraud and be locked out of it.'