"Okay, see you tomorrow!"

As Uncle Hei's voice fell, Wang Ling's figure in the transfer station of another dimension disappeared out of thin air. And Uncle Hei looked at the place where Wang Ling disappeared, and said confidently: "Boy, this surprise will definitely make you scream!" ”

In reality, after Wang Ling returned, he opened his eyes directly, stared at the bed board and blinked blankly, and then sat up very abruptly, almost hitting his head.

He looked left and right, but couldn't find anything, and then asked again: "Uncle Hei, where is it?" ”

In his mind, Uncle Hei immediately heard a voice: "Don't be so impatient, be patient and feel carefully." ”

"So mysterious?" Wang Ling muttered, but did as he complied.

He only sensed it for a long time, and then suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time, there was some disbelief in his eyes, and his right hand grabbed a handful behind his back, and suddenly a Bobosha submachine gun appeared in his hand!

"I ...... This ......"

Seeing this wave of Bosha submachine guns, Wang Ling was stunned, and after coming back to his senses, not only did he not have any sense of excitement, but he was so frightened that he threw the submachine gun directly to the ground, and shouted in his head: "Uncle Hei, are you playing with me?" ”

Uncle Hei wondered: "What's wrong?" Isn't this the same gun you have in the Red Police world? Promoted to the ten-star soldier king, the system will give you back the special abilities and weapons of the corresponding troops, why did you throw away such a big gift? ”

Wang Ling gritted his teeth, looked at the submachine gun on the ground, and asked, "Is this a real gun?" ”

"Nonsense, it's not a real gun, is that a gift?" In the interdimensional system, Uncle Hei rolled his eyes, and then asked rhetorically: "I said, why are you so strange?" In the Red Alert world, he is decisive in killing, and his blood is strong, why is he so cowardly in the real world? ”

"It's different! No matter how real the Red Alert world is, it's also a game, and it's good in the game, but here is the reality! ”

"What's wrong with reality? The training in the world of Red Alert, your body in reality is also strengthened, and your mind will also memorize, how much difference is there between the game and reality? ”

"The difference is that in the Red Alert world, it's a time of war, and I'm a mobilizer, so it's natural to have a firearm. But in reality, I'm just a student, and it's illegal for ordinary people in our country to possess firearms! ”

"But are you an ordinary person?"

"Nonsense, can I tell anyone else about the extradimensional system?"

“......”

When the two of them came to this point, Uncle Hei was finally choked, and he was silent for a long time before he was relieved and said: "You kid was worried about this kind of thing, but it's still a little unfounded!" You should have known it when you took out this submachine gun, although this gun has been given to you permanently, but it is usually hidden, only you can sense it, you can take it out, if you don't want to, who knows about this submachine gun? ”

Wang Ling didn't respond anything, just stared at the submachine gun, and with a thought, the submachine gun that had been thrown to the ground suddenly disappeared. Then Wang Ling flipped his right hand, and the submachine gun returned to his hand in its original form.

Although they are in two different worlds, the feel of this Bobosha submachine gun is exactly the same, and Wang Ling is a little surprised.

After watching it for a while, Wang Ling recycled the submachine gun, and inevitably felt a little excited.

At this time, Uncle Hei was proud: "How is it, boy, this gift, is it a surprise, is it not a surprise?" ”

Wang Ling tugged at the corners of his mouth: "I didn't feel surprised, but it was quite extraordinary." ”

"What are these words?"

"The submachine gun is good, but in reality, I can't use it, and I don't dare to use it, what surprises can I talk about?" Wang Ling shook his head and lay down on the bed again.

is still the same sentence, the game is the game, the reality is the reality, Wang Ling dominates the world of the Red Police, but he doesn't want to be too presumptuous in the real world, this Bobosha submachine gun is a hot potato for him!

Uncle Hei couldn't do anything about him, so he simply stopped persuading him.

Before returning to the real world, Wang Ling had drunk a lot of wine in the Red Alert World Alliance Base, and he was a little dizzy in reality. Feeling this dizziness, Wang Ling couldn't help but laugh: "Uncle Hei, what kind of anti-heaven existence is this other-dimensional system?" If you drink alcohol in the game, you will get drunk in reality! ”

Uncle Hei replied: "This is nature, the magic of the different dimensional system is here, the red alert world is strengthened, and the body in the real world will also be strengthened, the same reason, if you are drunk in the red alert, you will naturally be drunk in reality." ”

"It's rare." Wang Ling shook his head with a smile, didn't say anything more, took advantage of this dizziness, closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Wang Ling habitually got up early in the morning. Today, however, instead of going to the playground to train, he left the school and jogged along the road.

What is he trying to do? In fact, to put it bluntly, he was still a little curious about the submachine gun gifted by the system, and wanted to find a suitable place to try it.

However, Wang Ling didn't want people to see it, and he didn't want people to hear the gunshots, so he didn't stop in a hurry and ran all the way forward.

Their school was on the edge of a county seat, and as they ran, Wang Ling ran out of the county seat and came to the suburbs. However, early in the morning, the cars on the suburban roads were already flowing endlessly, and Wang Ling had no choice but to continue to run forward.

Running and running, he saw a path not far away, and Wang Ling turned his head and got into it. In this path, the traffic flow is much less, but it is still there, Wang Ling continued to run with a black face, and finally came across a small forest not long after, and got into it without thinking about it.

Along the dirt road in the grove, Wang Ling ran for a long time, and it was estimated that there was no obvious gunshot, so he stopped.

However, just as he was about to take out the Bobosha submachine gun, he suddenly noticed a figure in the woods crawling all the way towards him, so he hurriedly stopped his movements and looked at him vigilantly and curiously.

This figure, it seems, should be an old man in the neighborhood, dressed in simple clothes, wearing a hat and hat, hunched over, and holding a bundle of branches in his hand.

Feelings: He got up early in the morning to pick up firewood!

When Wang Ling saw him, he silently complained in his heart, why is there still anyone who collects firewood now?

The old man was really simple, and after seeing Wang Ling, he asked in an authentic local accent: "Young man, who are you, what are you doing here early in the morning?" ”

Wang Ling twitched the corner of his mouth, naturally it was impossible to say that he wanted to test the gun, so he made up a temporary reason: "Uncle, I am a student at a school near here, I get up early and go for a morning run, I don't run and see a forest here, I have never been here before, so I will come in and have a look if I am curious." ”