The troll patted Mosin Nagant in his hands with satisfaction, ready to end the day's training. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Hey, big man!" Faced with a troll who can handle a team of artillery and muskets with one man and one shot, Hannah expresses her interest.

"Who is this?" When the troll sees Serra beside Hannah, he asks him to come.

"She'......"

"Hello, my name is Hannah, and I'm from the elven kingdom in the Axon Forest." Sierra was about to make an introduction when Hannah unceremoniously interrupted.

Seeing Serra's embarrassed face, Zaraka smiled playfully and responded, "Hello, my name is Zaraka, tribal sniper." ”

"Sniper?" Hannah, who had never heard of this class, asked suspiciously, "What's that?" ”

Zaraka patted Mosin Nagant in his hand and said with a smile: "Sniper, gunner with a sniper rifle." ”

"A gunner with a sniper rifle, that's supposed to be a sniper gunner, not a sniper." Hannah's mind was sharp enough to see the cover-up in the troll's words, "Ambushing and attacking while the enemy is unprepared is called sniping." I think you should be a sniper first, and then you should be called a sniper rifle with a gun, right? ”

Hannah is right, the information passed down to trolls by Taneda defines a sniper as "a profession that is trained as a professional sniper, hiding in a concealed and open area, using precise small arms to destroy and assassinate special targets or important people from a distance". As for the professional training of snipers, the trolls are now only passing the shooting ability, after all, Zaraka's goal was to become a war troll just facing the front, and his ability in concealment is really average.

"Well, Miss Elf, what do you want to know?" Zaraka didn't seem to care about Hannah's aggressiveness, and the reason he didn't want to talk much about snipers was simply that he wasn't proficient enough in the sniper knowledge he had learned from Taneda.

Since the elf girl in front of her wants to know more about the sniper, then tell her, anyway, Zaraka knows that there must be hundreds of ways to make the sniper worse than dead in the hands of the farming god, and she is not afraid to learn it.

What's more, snipers and sniper rifles are inseparable, although no matter how good a sniper rifle is separated from the user, it is a pile of scrap metal, but even if the regenerated sniper does not have a good sniper rifle, it is useless, and the corresponding sniper means of a good sniper gun are not the same, so it is not wrong for a sniper to say that a sniper is a sniper gunner.

In this way, the tall and mighty troll Zaraka chatted with Hannah, a graceful female elf, and the bitter Great Druisela had to squat in the corner in glory.

There's no way, who let this be out of the field of vision, if it's in the underground temple, the god of farming can't see it, maybe he will cut to Serra's first perspective, and use the millions of routines of the scumbag in the database to help Serra achieve the great cause of ancestral infection color body transfer, but at that time Serra was still not Serra.

The atmosphere of communication between the elf Hannah and the troll Zaraka is serious and fiery, although Zaraka is indifferent to the introduction of sniper rifles, Hannah deeply understands the power of "technology" of the kobold tribe, and has a strong interest in the "knowledge" spread by the farming god.

Hannah and the troll became more and more interested in chatting, and the troll taught him how to shoot a sniper rifle.

"Is this it?"

"Well, adjust your breathing, stick your fingers in, okay."

"Continue?"

"Well, that's it, force, pull."

"Ahh

The gun went off, and the bullet didn't know where to go.

After feeling the recoil of Mosin Nagant, the female elf also became interested in the body of the male troll, and said that she would test the physical fitness of the troll.

Obviously, Hannah wants to get back on the field in terms of combat effectiveness.

Although the outcome of this battle is meaningless, the process of the battle is very enjoyable. Hannah didn't use a bow and a shadow cloak, and Zaraka also carried Mosin Nagant on his back, and in front of the elves' graceful steps, the troll's muscle-blasting skills to increase his strength were meaningless, and all the brutal collision tactics were all in the air, and finally the troll decisively conceded defeat, giving Hannah instant satisfaction.

Regarding the troll's inadvertent display of "skills", Hannah asked, "Zaraka, a skilled person like you, is a nobleman of the kobold tribe?" ”

The troll shook his head and said with a smile: "How come, the kobold tribe is the ranch of the farming god, and the leader is naturally the high priest Zhong Bugs." ”

"High Priest Bugs Zhong, that fragile kobold," Hannah looked puzzled, "I didn't find any traces of magic on him, it seems that he wasn't even a dragon vein warlock?" ”

"Indeed, the only dragon vein warlock in the tribe is called Huba, and he is now a teacher in the dragon vein class of the kobold elementary school."

"What? The kobold dragon vein warlock is just a teacher, shouldn't it be the dragon vein warlock kobold leading the kobold tribe? Hannah suddenly thought of the god of farming, and said, "How could the god of farming give up the dragon vein kobold and favor the weak ordinary kobold?" ”

The troll shook his head and said with a smile: "For the Farming God, neither my muscle explosion skills nor the kobolds' so-called dragon veins are as meaningful as the kobold tribe's technology. If the Skiller is placed in a leadership position, it is likely to be counterproductive to the development of the Kobold Clan. ”

"How so? Without the protection of the skilled, how can the kobold tribe-"

Halfway through Hannah's speech, Hannah found that he could no longer defend himself, he had already learned the details of the defeat of the Orc Alliance under the kobold tribe city, and the orc tribe had such a powerful skill as the prophet, and it was only a gray end in front of the cannon.

"Perhaps for the skilled themselves, having skills means that they can protect the community and take on the responsibility of passing on civilization. Is that really the case? The troll looked directly at the elf and said, "Think of the dragon kobold tribe." ”

"The entire tribal civilization has been passed down from generation to generation by a single inheritor such as the Dragon Vein Warlock, and the development of civilization has been slow. At the same time, the safety of the tribe depends on the dragon vein warlocks, and the stability of the civilization is also worried. Once the dragon vein kobold is killed, all the kobolds in the tribe instantly become stray kobolds, and civilization ceases to exist. ”

"So, technology, not skills. If you rely on skills, not only will it not be good for the development of civilization, but it will drag it down. ”

"Are you willing?" Hannah smiled, "If you come to the Elven Kingdom, I recommend you, there is no problem in becoming an acolyte officer in the Elven Kingdom, once you have enough qualifications and the support of my family, there will definitely be no problem in promoting to the Elders." ”

"Want to recruit me?" The troll shook his head and said with a smile, "Before serving the kobold tribe, I used to be a tribal leader, and my goal in life was to become a legendary war troll and lead the tribe to grow and develop, and the tribe also took this goal and did its best to cultivate me, and then what?" ”

"I'm very powerful, but I can't create food and weapons. The tribe had no choice but to go out and grab it," the troll smiled, "As a result, the troll leader I led was destroyed by a mountain fire by a group of human adventurers who were ordered to exterminate the bandits, and I was sold here as a slave." ”

Hannah was silent, and for the first time, Serra heard the troll talk about her past.

Instead of lamenting the troll's tragic past, Serra was surprised by the troll's story: "I didn't expect this troll to be not only a powerful warrior but also an intellectual? What to do? It's a lot of pressure! ”

"In the tribe of the god of farming, if a skill person like us is misplaced, it is a resistance. But if it is placed in the right place, it may not be a help. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Troll," Hannah laughed, "I think I should remind those old fellows of the Elders' Circle how the Elven Kingdom should communicate with the Kobold Kingdom." ”