Chapter Thirty-Four: Crossing the Book of Gods

The rest of the dinner time was spent in the midst of everyone eating melons, and Angela pulling Hannah, who pretended to be sad, begging for mercy.

"Dangdangdang." Before the meeting was over, John stood up and tapped his glass with a spoon to signal that he was going to speak.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have a suggestion, why don't we have a fixed meeting once a month, the meeting place can be provided by everyone in turn, we hire Jack as our head chef, of course, other people who are confident in their cooking skills can also participate, and the ingredients are AA by the rest of the people, what do you think?"

"Agreed!" Everyone raised their glasses and cheered.

Jack felt that his cooking skills were not good, and he was the first skill he could reach the master level without relying on extra points.

It takes 10 gold coins to be promoted from mastery level, and at the rate at which he gains experience now, he doesn't know if he will be able to point the pistol shooting technique to the master when he gets to the detective.

Now he doesn't need to go to shooting training every day, after he has mastered pistol archery, shooting targets at the shooting range can hardly play a role in improving, and if he wants to continue to improve, it is estimated that he needs the training intensity of SWAT level.

But as a police officer, this level of pistol shooting skills is more than enough, and Jack dares to say without modesty that no one in the entire LAPD, including the SWAT team, can win against him.

As for rifle shooting, it's not that Jack doesn't want to practice, it's really shy, and the ordinary shooting range that can practice rifle shooting has limited effect on skill improvement.

And if you want a professional shooting range and a professional instructor, you have to find those shooting clubs, which is not something that Jack, an average-income police officer, can afford.

In the past few months, he has saved a total of 2,000 dollars, which is really panicked for a middle-aged Seris, although he also has a back hand, but now is not the time to take it out and use it.

His dream is to own a small house of his own, like Hannah, who doesn't need to be too big, with a bedroom big enough for a triple bed, a perfect Chinese kitchen, and of course, a bathroom big enough for a double bathtub.

There needs to be a large enough backyard at the back of the house, and the swimming pool is optional, but it needs to be equipped with a set of fitness equipment and wooden stakes for martial arts training, and finally some fruits and vegetables should be planted.

These dreams require a lot of knife music to come true, and with the meager salary of LAPD, Jack can probably only look forward to the full pension that can only be obtained after 25 years, just like Superintendent Gray.

Anyway, it's impossible to take out a loan, and people like Tim and John around him are good role models, looking at their rich lives, having a house and a car, but they can't take out 500 dollars all year round, and they all let the bank bills be collected.

Maybe the real beautiful people are used to this kind of life, but for Jack, who is still a middle-aged man from Seris at heart, this kind of life is about the same as wandering the streets once he loses his job.

After tidying up the living room and kitchen, Jack went to the bathroom to wash off the smell of cooking smoke, and opened the door to see Hannah chick standing in the door with a large gift box.

"Congratulations on the gift of officially becoming a LAPD."

"What's inside?" Jack took the box suspiciously, and started with a heavy weight, could it be that the chick bought him a gun?

"Don't you always complain that English textbooks are too expensive, I see that you often go to find some Chinese reference books back, so you go to Chinatown to buy a few, the boss said that these are very, very powerful tool books."

Jack's smile froze on his face, this stupid girl doesn't know half a square word, don't give people a pit, right? When patrolling the streets, he often saw some old beauties tattooed with strange Chinese characters on the streets of Los Angeles to swagger through the market, which made people can't help but support their foreheads.

Unwrapping the paper, the first book on the top, is really a very, very powerful reference book - "Xinhua Dictionary", although it is only the eighth edition, it is actually very well preserved.

Can't bear the chick to be sad, Jack resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and nodded seriously: "It is indeed a very useful reference book...... Here's a ...... it! ”

Jack flipped to the next book, and directly burst out of his native language, ignoring Hannah's puzzled gaze, and then flipped down, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, and his smile gradually became perverted.

The second book reads "Friends of Dual-Use Talents", and the third book has the same name, with a small parenthesis below - a sequel.

"Are these books useful?" Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Hannah asked suspiciously.

"Of course it works, it's very useful."

Jack excitedly picked up the chick and spun around in a circle, and when it was over, he couldn't get enough of it, and took a sip on her pink lips.

"Thank you so much, Hannah, you're really my goddess of luck."

It was the first time Hannah had seen Jack so out of shape, and although she didn't know why, she was also happy, and her face flushed.

"You haven't trained with me since you were injured, can you continue tonight?"

"No problem, I'll put your gift away first."

Saying that, Jack went up to the attic with three heavy books, and first stuffed the "Xinhua Dictionary" into the bookshelf, which was destined to be only an ornament.

Put two more "Friends of Military and Civilian Talents" on the bedside, this set of essential books for traversers, although it may be more suitable for traversers who travel to ancient times, but for him who has a system, it is still of extraordinary value, which records a lot of practical knowledge with simple and straightforward writing, which is enough to add a series of entry-level skills to the system panel.

Jack had previously been able to gain entry-level psychology skills by reading basic psychology textbooks, a practical encyclopedia that could be used endlessly.

Changing into a tight-fitting tracksuit, Jack went downstairs, took off his shoes and walked into Hannah's training room, which had no floor, instead a thin layer of soft cushions, and the walls around it were of the same material, except for a training dummy and boxing sandbag in one corner of the room.

He also wanted to know if his physique had exceeded 20 and whether there was a bonus to his fighting skills.

When his perception broke through 20, when he was practicing with Hannah, he could clearly feel that his body couldn't keep up with his consciousness.

When he concentrates and concentrates in the battle, he can clearly observe the movement of the opponent's gaze, and sense the opponent's action intention through the swing of the shoulders and even the force of the muscles.

But because of his physical fitness, his movements are always unable to keep up with the consciousness of the brain in time, just like playing an online game and becoming one of the high-ping players.

After breaking through 20 physique, although he was pretending to have a leg injury a few days ago and did not use Hannah as a sparring partner, he also tested it privately and found that although his body only changed slightly, his weight quickly increased to 85 kilograms, and his nervous reaction and motor coordination have greatly improved.

Some of the martial arts routines that Jack learned in the martial arts hall before were originally just forcibly formed by the system skills to form muscle memory, although one move and one style are good-looking, but the practicality is not high, after all, the opponent can't be like a turn-based game.

The Krav Maga technique practiced with Hannah emphasizes that it is fast, accurate and ruthless, and needs to be very aware of the pain points and vulnerable parts of the human body, not seeking to look good, only pursuing one-hit defeat, which is very practical for subduing criminals.

Although it is also necessary to form muscle memory through repeated practice of fixed routines, there are no fixed moves when making shots according to local conditions.

And when a high-ping player becomes a low-ping player, these routines and skills begin to be integrated with the addition of the system's skill level.