All in all, he learned a lot of shooting and firearms-related knowledge, and at least there would be no basic problems such as gold fingers in Wei Gushu, so he was let go to shoot targets.

The results were naturally very unsatisfactory, and after giving ten rounds of trying, Wei Gushu barely reached the score of 37 rings in the last round.

Thirty-five rings passed, forty-five rings were good, and forty-five rings or above were excellent.

Although Wei Gu's pure passing line edge player can completely ignore the recoil of the pistol and his hand is extremely steady, he can't aim accurately.

He handed in his noise-canceling headphones with a sense of frustration, as well as the 2011 treasure that he was reluctant to return.

"Shooting this thing, it's just a lot of practice, and your first time you touched the gun, this is a good result!"

Old Joe gave him a passing grade on his last report card and gave it back to him.

"Any good shooter has to be fed with countless bullets, and I've shot more bullets than you've eaten!"

Old Jonathan looked at Wei Gushu's half-frustrated and half-disbelieving expression, took 2011, opened the insurance very skillfully, changed the magazine, lifted the empty warehouse and hung up, and raised his hand to be a shot

Five shots in a row, the guns hit, and the landing points were all concentrated in the middle of the high-scoring small red dot, and Lao Qiao didn't aim too much at all.

Wei Gushu's jaw was about to fall in surprise, and the latter unloaded the magazine and returned to the standby state.

"You still have to practice, Wei boy."

Old Joe patted him on the shoulder, saying that it was okay to come and practice more, anyway, the bullets in the Northern Shooting Range were free.

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In this way, the unprecedented record of completing the basic physical fitness course in one breath was achieved gorgeously by Wei Gushu, and it was not even time for lunch.

When Wei Jushu returned the book with a small clip, most of which were full marks and record-breaking test transcripts, and finally entered the computer scores in front of him, cheers erupted among the lively buddies around.

As I said before, the most important thing in this school in the north is the awesome characters, so if you want to look special in this kind of awesome place, then you have to be super awesome.

What does it mean to be special? That is to do things that no one else can do, such as Escape from Principal Zhenjun's eighth class in the morning, and then take Lao Wang's course to more than eighty points.

And today, Wei Gushu is absolutely awesome in this matter, this forced to finish all the exams in one go, and get it in the morning with a super perfect score like a speedrun, the most important thing is that his purpose is not to pretend to be forced, but to get a little credit.

Such a fresh and refined reason is naturally more awesome than pretending to be forced as the driving force, so Wei Gushu has completely confirmed the title of awesome buddy.

Yu Zhiyu accompanied him out of the gymnasium, she didn't like the physical training class very much, most of the achievements were just so-so, except for the flexible part, and the excellent swimming performance, the others were really so-so.

Especially long-distance running, she didn't want to go even if she died.

No matter how awesome people are, they have to eat, so the days go by like this.

Wei Jushu returned to the short-lived daily life in the north, most of the time he diligently gnawed textbooks, diligently went to the library, often went to the cafeteria with Liang Cai, Yu Zhiyu, and occasionally Li Shengruo, who was free to come back from public security training.

Occasionally, she was pulled by several seniors of He Daolou to soak in hot springs, eat barbecue, drink heavy wine, and was occasionally requisitioned by Yu Zhiyu to accompany her to choose clothes.

The days always pass quickly, but Wei Gushu's reputation is spread to hundreds, often people greet him on the road, Wei Gushu is also a person who does not refuse, and soon most of the school knows such a number so cool that he has no friends, in fact, although he is a little self-styled, but a student with excellent character.

"Brother Monster, are you going to shoot a target later?"

"yes, anyway, the bullet doesn't cost money, try it."

Wei Jushu smiled and said goodbye to several freshman buddies in his major, carrying the exquisite cowhide backpack given by Miss Yu Zhiyu, and preparing to go to the shooting range.

If you want to say what else he has done during this time, it is probably to go to the back of He Daochi when he is fine, like the seniors of previous generations, he smashed the big pit with the strengthening system, and every time he was tired to exhaustion, he was thrown into the hot spring by other seniors, and finally pulled to eat barbecue and drink a lot of wine.

Other than that, there are actually no special events happening, isn't college life like this, once you get acquainted with it, it will slip away for a long time in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Wei Jushu was stepping on a second-hand broken bicycle that had been collected from the second-hand group of seniors in other departments, squeaking on the road.

"I'm Chao, Lao Wei, don't forget to go to Professor Lin's class next time, take the primary exam in the next class."

"Okok, thank you."

"Xiao Wei, let's go to the three canteens together at night?"

"I'll go if you have a treat."

"Okay, I'll please, RNS contact."

Along the way, people kept greeting him.

It was supposed to be an ordinary afternoon, or even an afternoon without classes, but soon, the special PHS in Wei Gushu's arms rang.

The contact shown above is "Qingjiang".

Wei Jushu immediately stopped his bicycle and stood directly on the side of the road to answer the call.

On the other end of the phone, there was a somewhat distorted, but still familiar voice.

"Yo, Xiao Wei, how are you doing?"

"It's okay, it's just that the exam is a little harder, what about you, teacher?"

"I'm not bad, I've been granted three months of paid leave to recuperate, but I'll be discharged next month."

The echo and background tone on the other end of the phone could tell that he should be in an open area, presumably a separate hospital room.

"Hurt?"

"Well, but it's not fatal, it's a stupid person who made a crime, and that stupid organization calls itself the Mithril Serpent, and its strength is quite strong..."

Hearing that he was not fatally wounded, and that he had such a relaxed tone, Wei Jushu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry about me, I'm promoted to the next level, and I'm already the head of the executive department of a big city, but you're a kid."

Qingjiang's voice became a little serious.

"I've been helping you find just the right number of anomalous cases, and there happened to be one recently."

"The intensity is estimated to be between the inflow and the non-inflow, but it has caused the disappearance of seven innocent people, and the specific news and official repression permission will be sent to you by the [Hub] later, keep an eye out for text messages on this mobile phone."

"This is your first time on a mission to suppress anomalies, if any special circumstances arise, don't hesitate to give up directly, we will send experienced veterans to accompany you."

Qingjiang's tone was very serious and serious, but he could faintly hear that he was particularly concerned about himself, a student who had only been a master and apprentice for a few days.

He hung up the phone, leaving Wei Jushu looking at the screen, and soon, a text message was sent to the phone.

Signed as "Central", the content is a report about the anomaly, which shows that it has been assigned to him, asking him to immediately go to the nearest "transit station" to receive specific information and permission to suppress it.