Chapter Sixty-Eight: Repertoire: Growth
"How the hell is this weapon made, the material doesn't look special, but the mechanism inside takes into account both strength and weird deformation......" Roshi stroked the anchor in his hand, familiar with the feel.
When he got it in his hand, he felt the weight of the weapon.
He couldn't wield the anchor with one hand at all, and although he could still use the Anchor Greatsword in dismantling mode, he still had some way to go if he wanted to use the complete anchor with the crown and the anchor rod.
But whatever, he really loves this thing.
Even so, Roshi's gaze kept on the gun on the old man's waist.
Mahad smiled and said, "What? Want a gun? ”
"Take into account the long and short distances...... Roshi justified his greed.
"Most of the existing firearms have limited effect on sea monsters, unless they are large artillery, but that has nothing to do with us in a single operation, and weapons that can create wounds and bleed their prey to the greatest extent are the most favored by us." Mahad said simply.
"But firearms do work very well with people, huh." The old man picked up a silver musket from the room and handed it to Roshi.
Roshi weighed it for a moment, heavyly, and then got a small bag containing some bullets from the old man.
"If you don't have enough, you can ask for me, but I hope it won't happen anytime soon." The old man said.
Roshi nodded, reloaded, and in a very dashing gesture, he aimed at the trees next to him, pulling the trigger.
Bang!
The sound of gunfire echoed endlessly, like a muffled thunder.
Roshi, on the other hand, felt that his arm was almost torn, and the grass next to the tree shook violently, marking the result of the shot.
Roshi crouched on the ground with his shoulders clutched.
The old man couldn't help but laugh: "What are you doing?" ”
"......" Roshi did not speak.
……
The rest of the theater burst out laughing.
Although Red was the only one in the audience who could play with guns, and even Red didn't use firearms often, it didn't stop Roshi's real and humiliating performance from winning everyone's laughter.
……
"Put it away, it's useless now." The old man said.
Roshi stood up, looked at the gun and said, "It's not quite what I thought." ”
"Isn't it as cool as you think?"
"No......" Roshi's face darkened, and he said seriously, "I thought I could send out your special gunshots and flames." ”
The gunfire just now was indeed loud and deafening, but Roshi didn't feel anything in this loud voice, it was really just loud.
The bullets fired didn't have that kind of special effect, although it could be seen that the power was a little exaggerated, but it still didn't have the effect he wanted.
"Of course you don't have that effect, we'll talk about that later." The old man shook his head and said.
Seeing this, Roshi didn't mess around, put away his gun and held the anchor tightly.
The old man took out a small jar, shook off a trace of the reddish dust in the seawater, and then retreated.
"Bait?" Roshi asked.
The old man nodded.
Soon, Roshi heard a familiar and strange voice.
"Drink...... Drink ......" Heavy gasps came from the sea, and the figures of four strange fish appeared in the ebb and flow of the tide, and stepped ashore with strong and powerful steps.
Luo Xi held his breath, and after these fish came ashore, his eyes were locked on the old man and Luo Xi, and he looked at the old man more often.
"Go ahead, hunt them." Mahad slowly retreated, his breath faint, and the fish monsters suddenly shifted their target and looked at Roshi.
Obviously, the old man just took two steps back in Luo Xi's eyes.
"Isn't there any teaching?"
"Hunters have always learned from hunting after hunting."
"You novice hunters have a pretty high mortality rate." Luo Xi, who understood the old man's character, gradually became presumptuous in his rhetoric.
"yes, because there's so little time." The old man said with a sigh.
Roshi was silent for a moment, then dragged the anchor, leaving a long ravine in the sand and walking towards the fish head four in front of him.
……
Roshi's first hunt as a novice ended fairly quickly, and for some unknown reason, Fish Head Four chose to tentatively sniff him instead of attacking him immediately.
So Roshi took a few steps to bring their positions together.
When the four fish monsters finally made the decision to attack and pounced, the anchor picked up and directly swept the four monster fish in one net.
Blood splattered on the beach, the three strange fish turned into meat paste on the spot, and the remaining half of the body was dug out by the sharp blade of the anchor claw, and finally the crystal eyes stared at Roshi for a moment, whimpering for his life.
It's kind of cool.
After that day, every few days, the old man would call Red to go hunting.
Of course, sometimes it's really hunting, hares and wild boars in the mountains, and even foxes and wolves, etc., mainly for Roshi to practice marksmanship.
Roshi's hands are not skillful, but his brain is slightly better, he likes to predict, and he is good at observing weaknesses and timing, so even if the start is a little difficult, he quickly enters the development period after the technical improvement.
The improvement of his physical fitness finally allowed him to put on a handsome posture and shoot with one hand, which is gratifying.
He slammed the anchor and killed a dozen strange fish, but he didn't fire a handsome shot, making him happy.
The script time advanced rapidly, and a year passed in the blink of an eye.
In a year, Luo Xi gradually integrated into the village and was welcomed by most of the people in the village, which is no longer the same as the "pig" who was tied into the village at the beginning.
It was impossible to do this with mere work, but the important thing was that he managed to hunt down a small group of sea monsters in several sea monster landings, a feat that was a good thing for him, whether it was fear or awe.
His white hair, which had been untaken for many years, had grown long and hung down on his shoulders like kelp, covering his good-looking eyes.
The temperament has become a little gloomy, perhaps because of the relationship with the sea monster all year round.
But that's all, the overall change is not too big, and you won't be rejected if you go to the mountains for a drink.
But two people don't like to drink together, so it's better to have a reading club, because drinking with each other is a bit of a bad atmosphere. They preferred to talk about the books in his workshop together, saying that they could write better with their feet than at these useless articles.
Then after a few weeks of chatting, I found that I didn't even write, and finally I didn't do it.
……
At this point in the play, Roshi's life has gradually stabilized, and there is no turning point for a while.
Fukong likes to watch the scene of hunting sea monsters, but when he sees that there are more daily parts in the back, he says hello and leaves.
After that, the good man also seemed to be a little tired.
The demon lord was sleepy, so he went back to sleep, and Red stayed the longest, but it seemed that something was going on over there again, so he hung his face and went back to "work".
In the end, Wan Yi was left alone to watch for a while, and after hearing the doppelganger say that something was going on outside, he temporarily closed the script and terminated the performance.
Wan Yi opened his eyes, and according to the synchronization, he also understood what was going on.
There was another disaster, although this time it did not appear directly in the center of the city in a frenzy, but it was still a lot of trouble.
The news of the arrest of the calamitous person in the center of the previous city has not yet come to fruition, and another one has come out next, and the relevant discussions within the city are hotly discussed.
Even if the displaced area was the latest to know about it, there were already people talking about it.
And Wan Yi's doppelganger hit the scene directly.
"It was a social animal in the Western District, who suddenly collapsed on the way to work, and swept around with a stick made of ether on the road with the most people, causing a large number of casualties."
Wan Yi read this part of the memory and sighed a little: "Have I said a similar situation somewhere before?" ”
"Why did this suddenly awaken again, is the probability of the awakening of the disaster so high?" There are doppelganger doubts.
"Things are getting interesting."
"Is there a possibility that someone artificially causes ordinary people to turn into a disaster?"
"Who knows, maybe there are people in this world who have mastered the core technology."
"Then we don't know if we can fix this core technology."
"Do we need it?"
"I think it's interesting to make people die socially."
The clones were chatting, and the live broadcast of the clone who was eating melons took a turn.
Different from the previous pictures and texts, this time the disaster department reacted quickly, and quickly locked the other party in one operation, and the containment of the containment, the injection of the medicine, and the social animal was directly arrested on the spot after a while.
"The melon is gone."
"That's it? That's it? ”
"I thought there would be a chance to get away with it, and then there would be a second breakthrough under pressure."
"Keep up." Wan Yi suddenly asked.
"Huh?"
"Oh, oh, yes, it's the first time I've seen the mischief being arrested, so maybe I'll be able to find the place where the mischief is being held in this city?" A doppelganger reacted.
"Go to a few more people, those who have combat effectiveness and those who are good at reconnaissance, in case of accidents." Wan Yidao.
The clones quickly followed the request and acted quickly.
The clone who eats melons follows first, and then several clones who meet the requirements follow his instructions one after another to settle down and complete the task handover.
He didn't continue to follow after eating the clone, he didn't meet the requirements, he was just an idler wandering around the street, and now he was going to order fries to complete the meaning of the doppelganger's life.