Chen Wang was originally a Daoist Son of the Tianxuan Immortal Sect. To rescue Zhao Yinling, the Saintess of the Xuanyue Sect, he offended Zhao Tiantu, a Heavenly Talent of the Zhao Clan. During th...
Chen Wang broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly put down the cup of water, turned around and picked up the bag of table salt.
More than ten years have passed since he was reborn into this body. During this period, he has also thought about where he came from and where he lived before his rebirth.
But for some reason, he never delved into these issues over the years.
It was not until today, when he accidentally obtained edible salt with the help of the rules of this secret realm, that he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
It seemed as if there was a mysterious force telling him not to delve too deeply into his hometown. If it weren't for the packaged table salt in his hand constantly reminding him, he would probably have overlooked this blind spot again.
However, apart from his hometown, he remembered everything in it clearly.
what is going on?
Chen Wang realized that he might have been following a route planned for him by someone since his rebirth, as if he was being controlled by some invisible threads.
He frowned, and then decided to try again to see if the things from his memory could be materialized.
He immediately picked up the brush and wrote the word "pistol" on the paper.
"What are you writing about?"
Zhao Yinling asked, she had never seen anything called a 'pistol'.
Then, under the gaze of the three people, the word "pistol" slowly emerged from the paper, and then an exquisite police pistol appeared in front of the three people.
It works!
Chen Wang was overjoyed and immediately picked up the pistol on the ground and opened the magazine according to his memory.
The magazine is empty. It seems that I need to materialize more bullets suitable for this police pistol.
Chen Wang immediately wrote "nine-millimeter bullets" again, and then under the confused eyes of the two girls, "nine-millimeter bullets" turned into twelve real nine-millimeter bullets.
Chen Wang immediately loaded twelve 9mm bullets into the pistol, no more, no less, just enough for a magazine.
Chen Wang loaded the pistol and pulled the trigger towards the outside of the cave.
Bang!
A bullet shot out directly from the pistol.
Seeing this, Chen Wang's mouth corners slightly raised.
With this thing, he no longer worries about those Zhao family guys finding them, and he also has the confidence to keep them all here.
The two women were a little confused when they saw what Chen Wang did.
"Chen Wang, what is this?"
Zhao Yinling asked first. She could feel something shooting out of this little thing at a speed she couldn't see clearly.
"Well, you can call it a pistol."
Chen Wang explained that after taking the healing pill, his voice was able to make sounds again, but it was a little hoarse.
"For monks like us, this pistol can't even deal with monks in the Kaimai stage."
"But for now, our cultivation has been suppressed, and we are no different from ordinary people."
"It can be said that with this pistol, we don't have to worry about those Zhao family members who followed us coming to our door."
Zhao Yinling and Bai Zhu seemed a little confused. Chen Wang knew that it was impossible to explain it to them in this way, so he immediately handed the pistol to Bai Zhu and put the cup of water he had just drunk on the ground.
"Baizhu, point the opening of the pistol at the water cup."
"Then, pull the trigger, which is the thing your index finger is holding down right now."
Chen Wang gave Bai Zhu some instructions, and then Bai Zhu pulled the trigger.
Bang!
A bullet shot out directly from the muzzle and shattered the water cup on the ground.
"Wow!"
Bai Zhu was immediately shocked and looked at the broken water cup in disbelief.
Is this little thing so powerful?
"With this, can we just go and kill all those bad guys from the Zhao family who followed us in?"
Chen Wang retracted his police pistol, engaged the bolt safety, ejected the magazine, cocked the bolt, ejected the cartridge, pulled the trigger, loaded the magazine, and then locked the safety.
"Don't rush to find those guys now, we need to prepare some more equipment."
Chen Wang said to the two women, then put the pistol into his pocket.
"Baizhu, you should have another chance to materialize, right?"
Baizhu nodded.
"Then write these two words down."
Chen Wang wrote the word "grenade" on a piece of paper and showed it to Bai Zhu.
Bai Zhu copied the word "grenade" but the word "grenade" did not turn into a real grenade. Instead, it lay quietly on the paper without any movement.
“…”
The three of them were silent for a moment.
"It seems that only by knowing the specific information of that thing in your mind can you materialize it."
Chen Wang said immediately.
But it doesn't matter, he can write it again in just another hour.
"Then Baizhu, write 'big bed'."
Chen Wang said to Bai Zhu again that since they had no cultivation now, it would be better not to sleep on the ground.
"Yes, Master."
Soon, a large bed large enough to accommodate three people appeared in the cave.
Chen Wang immediately took off his shoes and lay down on the bed, causing the bed to sink a little.
How long has it been since he last slept in bed?
Lying on the soft big bed, Chen Wang thought so.
It seemed that ever since he entered the Demon Locking Tower, he had been busy practicing and had not had a good rest in bed.
No, it should be said that he has not even slept in bed (the beds in the two trials on the road to proof do not count).
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