Back at the academy, Yang Jian didn't have much time to rest, and then he was arranged by Zitong to train. The Heavenly Chosen is approaching, and Yang Jian's strength is still lacking, and at this time, sharpening the gun in battle is also somewhat useful.

Rain Tears Sakura was also handed over to Purple Pupil for treatment, and after receiving Purple Pupil's assurance, Yang Jian also entered the virtual ethereal again.

"Alas!" Yang Jian sighed softly, coming here, he was completely looking for abuse, and he had no resistance at all in the face of Zhenruo, the master of the virtual space.

And the feeling here is very real, after so many deaths, some people with weak willpower may collapse.

"I don't know what I'll be training this time, Purple Pupil is really, don't tell myself anything." Yang Jian closed his eyes, but at the same time as he closed his eyes, Yang Jian also opened his eyes, but the environment around him had changed.

It's a dilapidated town, as if it had just been through war, and the alleys are full of chaos, and smoke billows from many places.

Yang Jian's palm shook lightly, and I don't know when, he was holding a strange machine gun, two pistols pinned to his waist, and a handsome camouflage, which made Yang Jian stunned for a few seconds.

"What's the situation, live CS?" Yang Jian did not feel scared because of this oppressive environment, but was a little enthusiastic.

"Click, click......" footsteps echoed in the alley, and the first step was to figure out his situation. Since Zhen Ruo did not appear, then there must be her purpose, so Yang Jian also raised his vigilance.

The "Whirring ......" breeze swirled in the alley, rolling up a burnt leaf.

"This ......" Yang Jian saw sharply that there were strange small pits on the ground of the soil, and he didn't know how they were formed, but this was definitely not a natural phenomenon.

Yang Jian glanced around and found that there were such potholes in many places, which could be regarded as a clue. Yang Jian held his gun and advanced towards these potholes.

After turning a few alleys, Yang Jian didn't find anyone, but the potholes on the ground were getting denser and denser, and perhaps, it wouldn't be long before the secrets of these potholes would be discovered.

Walking around a corner again, Yang Jian's footsteps stopped, because the thing in front of him made Yang Jian regret his actions a little - a group of strange creatures were entrenched in the alley in front of him, and at this time, with the appearance of Yang Jian, they all turned their heads, and a pair of dark green compound eyes made Yang Jian creepy.

"Help!" The quiet town has become lively again, but unlike the previous prosperity, the current excitement is due to this chase and escape, but the "one" in front of this is one, and the "one" in the back is a group.

Yang Jian glanced at the monster chasing after him, it looked like an alien from the movie, or rather, a zerg.

Yang Jian secretly shouted bad luck, people met love at the corner, and he encountered insects at the corner, or this kind of ferocious alien insect. "Damn, what the hell is this gun?" Yang Jian kept pulling the trigger, but not a single bullet came out of the muzzle.

Pulling out the pistol on his waist, Yang Jian found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even pull the trigger, which made Yang Jian suspect that these guns were simply ornaments and had no attack power.

However, at least one thing is certain, that is, the weapons that Zhenruo gives himself have a fixed attribute, that is, they cannot be destroyed, and this is still okay as a melee weapon, at least...... Better than slab bricks.

However, it is obviously impossible for Yang Jian to fight hard with these iron-clad insects, if there are only one or two, maybe Yang Jian will try, but this group, let's run away honestly.

The speed of the insects was extremely fast, faintly better than Yang Jian, after all, these insects had six hind legs, and Yang Jian only had two legs. Each insect is the size of an adult, the sharp hind feet are like spears, the holes are the footprints of these insects, the two sharp chopping knives are like the forelimbs of a praying mantis, Yang Jian's clothes have no indestructible attributes, this thing can definitely cut himself in two.

Yang Jian withdrew his pistol and continued to run wildly, if it weren't for the fact that he clearly detected that there were bullets inside the firearm, Yang Jian would have thrown it away a long time ago, after all, this thing also has a certain weight, which will affect his speed and flexibility.

With the help of spiritual sense, the internal structure of the firearm was also presented in Yang Jian's mind, but at this time, he didn't even have time to escape, and he didn't have the heart to analyze it at all.

After all, it takes time, and this thing, it seems to be different from ordinary firearms, not just the appearance, it is not a physical bullet in it, but a strange energy, and there are strange runes engraved inside the gun, and Yang Jian doesn't know much about runes, so he doesn't know what it is for.

With the advantage of flexibility, Yang Jian scurried around the town in order to widen the distance between him and the insects, but these insects had surprisingly good physical strength, and their speed did not decrease in the slightest after running for so long.

"There." Yang Jian swept his gaze and saw the spire in the center of the town. The height of the minaret is several times higher than that of an ordinary house, and in the appearance of a bug, it should not be possible to go up.

After having the target, Yang Jian also increased his speed and rushed towards the spire.

Facts have proved that Yang Jian's judgment is correct. Standing on the top floor of the minaret, Yang Jian looked at the helpless insects that surrounded the minaret below, and laughed proudly: "A group of stupid insects, they still want to eat me, they have the ability to come up."

"Is that all you can do?" An icy voice came from behind Yang Jian. "This ......" Yang Jian's body stiffened, and then relaxed, "I don't know how to use this thing at all, how to fight with them?" ”

Although the voice was cold, Yang Jian also knew who the person behind him was—besides Zhenruo, would there be other living people here? It seems like...... Zhenruo is not a living person, is he?

"If you're stupid, can you blame others?" Zhenruo didn't give Yang Jian any face.

Yang Jian turned around helplessly, but then, his eyes widened. Today's Zhenruo is different from the softness of the last time when the cherry blossoms were flying, the tight leather coat wraps the plump chest, the snow-white thighs under the black leather pants are exposed to the air, and then there is a pair of combat boots with purple patterns, a high erected ponytail, and a cloak that moves with the wind, and Yang Jian's heart is hit like a heroine.

"Have you seen enough?" A cool pistol pressed against Yang Jian's eyebrows. Feeling the cold touch on his head, Yang Jian also came back to his senses. "Zhenruo, you are so handsome today!"

"Hmph, don't think that if you say good things, I'll let you go, and you'll cry in the training later." Although Zhen Ruo said so, the pistol against Yang Jian's head was also taken back.

"Hehe, don't keep a cold face all day long, smile, it will be more beautiful!" Yang Jian saw Zhenruo withdraw his pistol and said jokingly.

Zhenruo in the virtual space is still so cold and arrogant, this is completely different from Zhenruo in the outside world, Yang Jian doesn't know why, seeing this Zhenruo, he always can't help but smile, but he has no intention of flirting with the Zhenruo outside, even if he can't bear to look at the consequences every time. Perhaps, this is the legendary slut!

Seeing Zhenruo's gloomy face, Yang Jian wisely didn't mention it again, and immediately changed the topic: "By the way, what are we training this time?" ”

"Firearms." Zhenruo didn't bother to bother with Yang Jian, and said coldly.