A mage who can't shoot arrows is not a good warrior?
"Hey, I didn't say cooking, that's because cooking is actually a combat profession, okay."
"Huh? So New Oriental is a martial arts school? "He said that although I am a foreigner now, you don't want to deceive me as a foreigner.
"Silly boy, think about the novels and TV you have read, how many gangsters have gone to work as chefs after retirement?"
"It seems like an impression, but what does that mean?"
"A little impressed? Then I'll give you a heads-up call and tell you a case that you know for sure. Zhou Xingxing's domestic 007, you have never forgotten it, what kind of work did he do after he retired? β
I interrupted him as if to interject and continued:
"Yes, he is a butcher, but that's because of the clear division of labor in modern society, the cook only has to do the last step of cooking, but if it's like the situation in the captive of food, you need to find the prey, hunt the prey, handle the ingredients, and finally cook, then would you still say that cooking is a life occupation?"
Seeing that he was lost in thought, I struck while the iron was hot and said:
"Actually, Guan Erye was also a butcher before. And you're also a foot man, do you think about whether the ingredients you make when you cook are your own? β
"Ξ΅=( ΜΞΏ'*)))) Alas, listening to the analysis of the eldest brother, this cooking is really a combat profession."
He is now in the time of self-healing after the worldview is sparse. I took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire and said:
"No, you think, whether you're a warrior or a mage, you can't beat a beast and you can run away, but a chef can't, because you need its body. Even if you want to die, how are warrior mages so easy to be deadly, how can a chef come? You can't think about the texture of the meat you end up with? β
He nodded, big brother, you are right.
"So which template are you going to use? Warrior or Mage? β
Strike while the iron is hot, and suddenly throw a fatal blow before he can react.
"Well, the warrior is simple and brainless, can the eldest brother give a constant paladin invincibility? But isn't this a standard sandbag, it's better to be a mage, it's better to be the kind that can casually cast forbidden spells, big brother, do you think the strongest shield or the strongest spear is better? β
"Okay, your little cutie, you're thinking about fart, I've explained thousands of words to you, why do you still want to play Wushuang here?"
Exhaling deeply, suppressing the fire, I calmly continued:
"Invincible, in fact, if you think about it, isn't it just not hurting, when you become a boss, you can dodge all the damage, isn't this invincible? It's better to shoot the forbidden spell casually, you start by learning the small fireball, level up step by step, and I'm sure you can do it before you die. β
"Then you don't know how long it will take, hey, if I change to an archer, my eldest brother will give me another sand eagle with unlimited bullets, and let me go through the novice period, do you think this will work?"
I didn't answer him, but I was watching him.
"Hey, big brother, why are you staring at me?"
Looking at him like a weak woman who was taking a bath but was broken into the bathroom by a strange man, in addition to not screaming, he covered his chest with his hands and learned ten out of ten. I secretly took a sip, meow, I forgot that he was using the body of a little plum now.
"I ask you. You don't have a super rich dad too, and then you go to Dongwaii every summer vacation to practice marksmanship, right? β
"Big brother, what are you talking about, if I had such a father, I would still be a computer seller? I can't think about it every day, and I have to work hard all the time. β
I thought about it for a while, and then asked:
"And where did you learn to use a gun, or is it a sand eagle?"
"SEI Acebei, I use the thief 6 used by the sand eagle, and the gun is a headshotβγβ»β³βδΈ...... β(>β<)β
I'm going to be laughed at by him, Nima, use the gun technique you learned in the game to show off in reality, I see if the first shot you fired broke your wrist or was hit by Zhenfei's pistol and broke your nose.
"This infinite bullet sand eagle, it's easy to say, but if you think clearly, you won't change your mind, right?"
"Well, it would be nice if you could give me another Gatling with infinite bullets."
He said tentatively.
"No problem."
With a wave of his hand, he sent him to the ground.
He clearly hadn't recovered from the sudden change of scene, and with another wave of my hand, I created two chests at his feet.
"The box is the weapon you want, in order to save worry, what I give you directly is assembled, exactly like the real gun, but because you customize the infinite bullet version, the magazine is not detachable. You play first, and I'll see if there's that lucky cutie near you and let you open the meat. β
I began to use him as the center of the circle, searching round and round for the prey that would allow him to complete the first blood achievement. At the same time, pay attention to him to see if he has a broken hand or a rotten nose.
He went to open the suitcase first, and inside was an all-silver sand eagle.
I boasted to him:
"What's the matter, is this sand eagle handsome? I'm giving you Ma
The kXIX model of the Sand Eagle uses .50AE (Actio
Exp
ess) caliber, which is the same as AWP. β
That being said, in fact, sand eagles have small calibers, such as Ma
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um and .44Mag
um of two calibers. I deliberately gave him the biggest caliber because I wanted to see the scene I wanted to see.
He certainly didn't hear what I said, and went straight to get his gun.
"Hey, is this sand hawk so heavy?"
went to get the gun with one hand, but was changed to holding the gun with both hands by Xiao Lizi, who was sunk in his hands. He took a look at it, and suddenly turned around, raising his gun with both hands and aiming it behind him.
Seeing his actions, I was stunned for a moment, then understood what he was going to do, and said in a playful tone:
"I'm surprised, it sounds like I'm behind you, but you can't see it, and you want to shoot me, but you don't know where to aim? Do you need me to help you point out your goals? β
He looked back, but there was still no sign of me, and he guess confirmed that although my voice had always sounded right behind him, people didn't know where they were.
"Big brother, what are you talking about, why don't I understand, don't I want you to see my heroic posture raising my gun, big brother, where are you? How I can't see you. β
"Don't think about good things, not to mention whether you can kill me with the gun I gave you, even if I am killed by you, do you think you can get out of this forest alive?"
I really have nothing to say to the guy who can't see his situation clearly. Anyway, I've always heard the saying that whether it's your teammates or your opponents, you'd better expect them to be smart people. Because no matter what a wise person does, at least the starting point is for his own good. But fools can do anything, because they can't do things with their brains.
Before, whether I read novels or watched TV, I really liked the mindless and unhappy genre, and whenever I was unhappy and was super upset by the mindless and mindless behavior, I was very happy, because it was so funny. But now that I'm unhappy, what can I do, and how can I leave?
"You don't have to look for me, I'm lying on the sofa now, my voice sounds coming from behind you because my perspective is behind you, but in fact, the conversation between the two of us can't be heard by others, oh, you don't really have to say it when you talk to me, you just talk to me in your head, well......, you can think of this as a private chat."
Keeping holding the gun, it was estimated that he was tired, and he lowered his head to study for a long time, the pocket of the sweatpants could barely fit into the sand eagle, but the elastic band of the pants with more than 4 pounds of iron bumps was the same, and he could only stuff the gun into the big pocket of Unicom on his upper stomach. As a result, the neck that was strangled by the back of the neck was crooked.
Xiao Lizi, who didn't want to leave the pistol with his hands for a moment since he touched the sand eagle, was really strangled, and finally could only sit on the big suitcase next to Gatling.
"Big brother, you are so comfortable, you can still lie on the sofa and watch me survive in the wilderness, there is still no script, no director team, the kind of amateur version. I know what a private chat is, but the question is how do I get it out with my head? Uh, yes. Big brother, haven't you been reading minds, what am I thinking, huh? I think you know everything? β
Xiao Lizi, who can't chat privately, still talks to me honestly and practically.
"First of all, I respect you, I see you as a natural person, so don't you notice that I was only in the beginning for the demonstration of ability, and then I never looked at your mind again. Secondly, do you still need to read in your brain? What are you thinking, your face is all over it. For example, what you are thinking about now is: This is a more ugly pronoun, it may be cutie, it may be cutie, did he already know that I wanted a gun to shoot him, so he didn't come out? β
"Big brother, what are you talking about, how could I think so, that's impossible."
He was weak-hearted, and he wiped a handful of sweat with movements that could not be seen from behind him. I pouted, who told him that I only had this one perspective, thinking that I didn't know what he was doing without seeing from behind, and I didn't want to think about how I would see his face and make inferences if I really couldn't see his face. Not wanting to dwell too much on this issue with him, I continued:
"Well, for you to say that you don't know how to talk privately." I clicked my mouth and paused.
"What's the best way for that big brother?" He immediately laughed with interest.
"Hey, there it is." I waved my hand as I spoke.
"Do you see the ring on your left hand, if you want to talk privately in the future, you will press the ring with your thumb to speak, so that not only will others not hear you, but even look like your lips are closed."
He immediately experimented with features.
"That's it?"
"Well, all right, although you can hear the voice yourself, no one else can hear it." Again, I explain.
"Wow, this is amazing, but big brother, why can't this ring come off?"
Holding a gun in one hand, he tried to remove the ring with the thumb of his left hand, but found that the ring did not move at all, and even went to the mouth, almost knocking off his upper and lower teeth.
I was stunned by his actions. Busy asking:
"What's wrong, what's wrong with you, are you suffering from some unspeakable terminal illness?"
Pretending to be shocked, I still mixed some concern with the shock, but my heart was snickering. If this kid really has a terminal illness, then I have the perfect reason to go to the Butterfly Man to return the product. I have forgotten that I have forgotten that I was tortured by the fake little plum until I collapsed, not to mention the terminal illness, even if he was run back and forth by the roller for three days, and then mixed into cement paved roads, I could actually restore him to his original state.
"No, big brother, I'm not sick."
"And what are you doing?"
"Oh, I just wanted to change the position of the ring."
"You
Ah, that's the ring I put on him, with the omnipotence of the creator God, which you can bite off with your teeth? Besides, why change positions? β
He asked me with a look of inexplicability:
"I'm not married, so how can I find a wife with a ring on my ring finger, but I can't change it to my little thumb."
I was too embarrassed to tell him that only he and the creator of the ring could see it. And every time in a private chat, although others can't see his mouth move, can't hear the sound, but can see him with his thumb buckle the ring of the action, originally the ring on the ring finger, when the fist just happened to be the thumb can touch the ring, now changed to the little thumb, every time the private chat can only curl up his left hand into a chicken paw shape, I see how he will explain to people in the future that he has no cerebral infarction.
Of course, I readily agreed to this request to die by himself, and it helped him change the position of the ring, from the marriage position of the ring finger to the celibate position of the little finger.
When he saw the ring of his little thumb, he happily continued to raise his gun with both hands and aim around.
But the blood that shocked me was not long after I found a small beast and informed him.
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Originally, I thought I was just a normal fever and cold because I had a headache for a day, but then I realized that the headache was because I slept too much Μβ‘ Μ||
I woke up today feeling like nothing was going on, and I was sure again that I had a normal fever until I ate an apple.
It turns out that the disappearance of taste is not the same as the disappearance of the tongue, sweet and sour, bitter and salty, some basically do not feel the taste, and some are extremely normal.
I wondered, I'm an otaku, and I've been out of the house lately, and my family is sick with me, so where does my illness come from?
I was deep in thought as I ate the bread I had to buy at the supermarket a week ago when I ran out of food due to the suspension of express delivery.
This is really the problem of the century, and if I didn't know about the telephone, I would have provided an unbelievable case study for the health care workers studying the spread of the disease.