[Dungeon opening time·Day 11·8 a.m.]

Exiting the night copy, Su Mingan opened his eyes.

The heavy snow in Praia had stopped after the sea feast. He turned his head and saw a light layer of mist clinging to the window.

On his wrist, the same noisy voice sounded as always:

"Good afternoon, Master! It is now 8:10 a.m. system time, and Adu will play relaxing and soothing wake-up music for you..."

The sound of the watch is not an inorganic system sound, but a female voice with a touch of a royal sister, which often makes the barrage shout "I can".

But this built-in communication is so mentally retarded that people really can’t face it.

"Bang!" With a sound, Su Mingan turned his wrist slightly, turned the side of the watch outward, and smashed the white wall beside him with his left hand.

With a crisp crashing sound, the house seemed to tremble a little.

The watch that was playing Colorful Sunshine Radio Gymnastics stopped for an instant, and the room finally became quiet.

Su Mingan took back his hand and saw that the watch dial was not cracked. The quality of this thing was really good and its hardness was acceptable. Maybe it could be used as a hard object for long-range attacks in the future.

He sat on the bed and began to think about the progress of the copy.

In the process of completing each dungeon, he has gradually developed the habit of sorting out the plot lines every morning. He will look at the problem from the known overall situation to prevent important clues from being overlooked by him.

In yesterday's night copy, it was inevitable that he personally launched the disastrous Kraken siege.

The dungeon didn't give him a chance to choose at all, it just allowed him to watch everything the "Devil King" did. If he didn't choose, what had happened would not change, and he would even be directly disqualified from the game because he failed the level.

Just now, when the night copy was coming to an end, he had built the entire Demon King's City and collected all the soldiers.

The figure of the brave man has gradually appeared on the lava-like crimson land, and revealed a dark shadow. Probably in the last level tonight, he will have a final showdown with his opponent.

He didn't know if this would be a "I kill myself" duel, and how the contradictions in it would be resolved.

After sorting out the plot lines of the underworld, he went to the hillside near the southern district and, as agreed, learned marksmanship from Naraku.

The red-haired girl was standing in a misty grassland.

At this time, the snow on the ground has not yet melted, and it still looks like a vast white flat land.

Not far away, there are tall buildings and bell towers erected one after another. Even though the Guangming Church exists in name only, the priests who are unaware of the situation at the top are still praying.

At the South District Pier, the damaged city wall is being repaired. People spontaneously carry bricks and bags and walk in the streets and alleys crisscrossed by the river. And the people who evacuated and survived returned to their homes, and the warm air slowly flowed from the houses.

out.

This land, after the disaster, ushered in life as people hoped.

"Ding--"

A breeze passed by, and the necklace around his neck made a crisp sound, and the double-sided metal clip holding the photo made a clear sound.

Su Mingan hesitated for a moment and put the necklace into the backpack compartment.

Equipment that makes noise is not safe in combat and he keeps it as a collectible.

He will remember that knight no matter how many copies he goes through in the future.

He will see more of the world on his behalf.

"What's wrong?"

Naraku, who was holding a soul shotgun, turned his head to look at him.

The "training guns" in her hands and in Su Ming'an's hands are products from Soul Hunters. This kind of gun has not been recognized by the system, is not considered a mission reward, and cannot be taken out of the dungeon, but can be used for training in non-combat conditions.

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"It's okay, I just collected a necklace." Su Mingan said, "Excuse me, please continue teaching me."

Although Naraku seems to have the temperament of a young lady, she is surprisingly reliable when it comes to teaching people. She is not squeamish at all, and even though she is still injured, she has no intention of taking a rest.

"Come, listen to me, tighten your wrists and let your shoulders bear the recoil..." Naraku put his hand on his arm and corrected his slightly deviated movements: "I know you have a good physique and are not afraid of your hand being broken.

But when you should save effort, you should save effort, otherwise your wrist will be very tired after one shot. I have seen many idiots in my house who injured their hands because of shooting..."

Listening to her words, Su Mingan changed his somewhat irregular posture.

He actually learned marksmanship and shooting postures at the World Forum and practiced them carefully. After all, guns are also one of his fighting methods, although they are not commonly used.

But whether he uses a sword or a gun, he can basically kill the enemy with one hit. When using a gun, he will spend points to buy bullets. Therefore, except for intercepting some important targets who want to escape, he basically doesn't know how to use a gun.

But what Naraku taught him was not physical skills. After teaching him the basic gun-holding postures, the content of her words gradually became metaphysical.

She said to communicate with the gun in your hand.

She said that the gun in her hand has spirituality, and only those with a calm and peaceful mind can accurately shoot their targets.

... Su Mingan saw it in the World Forum. In the guide posts, some people said that "you must communicate with your own weapons." Like the swordsmen in fairy novels, they preached that "the sword is where you are, and the sword destroys you!"

, preaching “Put your whole heart and soul into it!”

But apart from feeling that what these people were talking about was very metaphysical, he really couldn't understand this feeling.

Even if he practiced intentionally, he could not detect this "weapon spirituality" as they called it.

In his personal space, he even put the Sword of Arman on his lap and muttered to himself like a fool, trying to chat with the Sword of Arman and make it "spiritual" with him.

But obviously, this behavior does nothing but make him look stupid.

But now, under Naraku's teaching, he gradually realized this feeling.

It was obvious that when he was holding the training gun in his hand, he had a vague feeling, as if when he looked in a certain direction in his field of vision, the gun in his hand would be more likely to hit.

This is the importance of the teaching NPC. He or she will help you gain enlightenment, without paying attention to the player's understanding, and will directly help you forcibly improve your skill level.

Unless there is an NPC with high-level specialization skills to teach you step by step, it will be difficult for players to break through the original stereotypes and improve their specialization skills purely by relying on words on the forum.

Su Ming'an knew that he was just an ordinary student, not a particularly smart person. He could not make a breakthrough "in a flash of inspiration", nor could he develop any unique gun-wielding skills on his own like a fantasy novel.

Under Naraku's teaching, he saw a clear improvement in his numerical values.

"Ding dong!"

[Firearms Specialization has been upgraded to lv.2!]

…

"——So you are here, player number one."

While fiddling with the training gun in his hand, he heard a burst of footsteps coming from the hillside.

He looked up and saw a team of players with elite equipment walking over. Their armors were engraved with patterns of yellow roses, and the leader was none other than Luna.

She still looked heroic, with long hair flying behind her. The previous battle on the Bridge of Life did not make her flinch. In fact, the scars left by the Siren were deliberately left on her face. She seemed

I want it to be a mark of honor.

This northern woman's perseverance is not weaker than that of a man, and her steps are as steady and firm as a soldier's.

"Do you have a problem with me?" Su Mingan stopped practicing.

"Is this... an NPC that masters gun-related skills? I'm really envious. This kind of NPC is rare." Luna glanced at Naraku who was frozen aside: "It looks different from the self-awakened knight. Don't you hear that?

Do you understand our conversation?"

"..." Su Mingan said nothing.

"Sorry, I talked too much." Seeing that Su Ming'an looked wrong, Luna immediately apologized with a very straightforward tone.

"What's up?"

"Do you think this life is good? Player No. 1." That's what Luna said when she came up.

Su Mingan originally thought she was here to discuss cooperation, but it turned out that she seemed to want to talk philosophy with him.

Before he could speak, Luna said first:

"Your behavior will be watched by billions of people, and any mistake you make will be reviled by billions of people. Once you do something that is not in line with their three views, they will criticize you and put their own requirements aside.

Imposed on you... Look, just like the previous sea war, the faces of the villains watching the battle under the city wall are so disgusting..."

"Luna." Su Mingan said, "I'm turning on the live broadcast."

"Yes, so what." Luna said: "I never bother to hide my thoughts. If they scold you, then scold you. The more famous a person is, the more ordinary people will scold you. The most disgusting thing is that they scold you.

It doesn’t mean that all people are bad people. Good people can also curse, and kind people can also curse... We can’t even beat them to death with a stick..."

Su Mingan raised his eyebrows.

He felt that people like Luna were at least not stupid, and she would not provoke a battle of public opinion in front of the live broadcast for no reason.

When she said such words, what she wanted to express should be...

He turned off the live broadcast.

"You want to ally with me in the next world?" he said.

Luna had a smile on her face.

"I know you will understand what I mean, Player One." She stretched out her hand: "I have already paid the price of my face. Now, those people must be crazily criticizing me. In this way, have you already paid the price?

Don’t worry, after I form an alliance with you, will I use you to create an advantage in public opinion for myself?”
To be continued...