Chapter 50: The Youth Is Not In vain
Ji Changqing looked at He Rui with a funny and sour face and continued, "All the shelves belong to me as a reward for helping you keep the supplies. Do you agree? If not..." He threw the shelf out again.
"Yes, yes!" He Rui answered quickly.
It's just a bunch of broken iron racks, what's there to be unhappy about?
But he didn't expect to hear a hint of negotiation in the protagonist's tone.
He also became more sincere, "Brother Ji, I am still the same as before. If you are sincere in getting along with me, don't intend to cheat me, and have no ill will towards me.
Not only will the racks be yours, but we'll also share the supplies, regardless of who you are. Aside from essential equipment like generators and relatively scarce items like gasoline and medicine, you can use everything else freely. Devour them however you like, how's that?
Let's be good brothers. From now on, if I have something to eat, I will definitely not treat you unfairly."
When He Rui finished speaking, his lips slipped and he realized that his tone was not right. It seemed that he was referring to the protagonist as his younger brother.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the protagonist's face quickly turn ugly.
He Rui was a little nervous, thinking that it must be his last sentence that angered this guy.
"I repeat, I have no brothers, not now, and never will."
The protagonist's voice was cold, and he stared at him darkly in his eyes.
He Rui was confused for a moment, then realized that the protagonist actually didn't like to hear the word "brother".
He could understand the protagonist, who, once bitten by a snake, would be afraid of ropes for ten years.
The other party must be sensitive to the word "brother" and feels heartbroken when he hears it.
It seems that he shouldn't mention this taboo word again in the future.
Fortunately, he has a good impression of the protagonist now, so he might as well be kinder in the future and not call this guy "brother" just to make him angry.
Talking about injuries makes him seem like a devil.
"Nai Ji... um, how should I call you from now on..."
Old Ji? Little Ji? Boss Ji?
He Rui felt awkward no matter how he addressed him. It was not convenient to address the other person by his surname.
"You're talking too much nonsense. Just keep shouting the same thing as before."
He Rui hesitated and hummed in silence, feeling that the protagonist was quite contradictory. With just one word, wouldn't that mean he wasn't a brother? Inexplicably, he didn't care about words, and his words were always slapping him in the face.
"Are you a good shooter?" Ji Changqing changed the subject, lowered his eyes, looked to the side, and asked casually.
He Rui noticed that the other person's eyes fell on the pistol that he had thrown aside and had not picked up.
He nodded and said modestly, "It's okay, it's passable."
Nodding was to show that I was not lying at that time.
But he himself does not like to brag or be in the spotlight.
That day, I was applying for a job, and I had to bite the bullet and try hard to recommend myself to the protagonist.
Although his marksmanship was indeed decent, he ranked first in the brigade's sniper training team assessment.
But the country is so big, and there are so many talented people. There are many people in the army who are good at shooting, so his is nothing.
He Rui saw the protagonist suddenly use a telekinetic move.
As he raised his hand, the pistol on the ground flew into the guy's hand.
His eyes widened to the limit in shock, staring at the protagonist's physics-defying performance in amazement.
Although I know that Ji Changqing's domain is unscientific, he had even made fireballs float in front of him before.
But witnessing this strange and illogical thing happening before his eyes again was extremely shocking to him.
Unlike the protagonist's transparent shield.
He couldn't see it, there was no visual impact, so he wasn't that shocked.
He Rui watched the protagonist fiddling with the pistol.
Judging from the way he flipped the safety and pulled the slide, he was not someone who had never handled a firearm before. However, judging by the unfamiliarity of his movements, he must have had some experience with firearms, but not much.
He Rui was afraid that this guy would shoot directly in the warehouse in broad daylight, and he was very nervous, "Don't shoot here."
Don't cause trouble for him.
The monk can run away, but the temple cannot. If the investigation leads to the warehouse, it will easily cause trouble for him.
The other party glanced at him with inexplicable contempt, said nothing, and continued to fiddle with the pistol, but it seemed that he had no intention of shooting.
He Rui looked at the protagonist who was curious about the gun and smiled.
He knew that no one could refuse a gun.
I guess the protagonist was willing to come here with him in the first place just for this thing.
He continued chatting with the protagonist, making small talk, "Brother Ji, do you know which eye is your dominant eye?"
The human eye has a dominant hand and a secondary hand, and the hand also has a dominant hand. Generally, right-handed people have the right hand as the dominant hand.
Everyone has a different gun-holding posture depending on their own situation.
"Right eye." The protagonist replied indifferently.
He Rui continued to ask, "Are you right-handed? Do you hold chopsticks with your right hand?"
He has never seen the protagonist eat a meal.
It saves a lot of food.
Ji Changqing's expression began to become impatient, and he frowned and nodded.
"Then you will be more accurate if you shoot in this position."
As He Rui spoke, he met the other person's eyes, which narrowed and turned sinister, as if he was looking for trouble.
Despite the risk of being beaten at any time and ignoring the dangerous BGM, he bravely stepped forward.
Start helping the other party adjust their shooting movements.
"Brother Ji, when you aim at the target, stretch your arms as far forward as possible, lean your upper body forward a little, step your left foot forward slightly, and bend your knees a little.
But if you are not afraid of recoil, you can ignore the actions I just mentioned.
When aiming, raise your shoulders a little higher and lower your head, like this..." He Rui took the opportunity to press the protagonist's head down heavily.
Of course, he couldn't push the protagonist down much, just a few centimeters.
He Rui saw that the protagonist's expression froze for a second, then he turned his head towards him slowly and mechanically, his eyes ferocious and staring at him terrifyingly.
At this moment, the melody of the BGM has become as dangerous as when he first met the protagonist and was beaten.
He Rui looked at the protagonist innocently, shrank his neck, and waited to be beaten.
He also knew that he would be beaten if he did something naughty.
But there are some swords he has to sell.
After waiting for a while, the other party did not make a move, so He Rui continued to explain tentatively, "...Then let me continue... Well, you see, there is a small notch at the tail of this gun, called the anvil hole."
He Rui pointed at that place and glanced at the protagonist out of the corner of his eye. He found that this guy actually turned his head and looked in the direction he pointed.
He Rui wondered if everything was alright. The protagonist was surprisingly good-tempered today. Although the background music hadn't returned to normal, it was still in a state of alert.
"There's a key to shooting that requires three points in a straight line. You have to observe these two gaps, the rear sight, the front sight, and the target, and make a straight line. This way, your shooting accuracy will be higher.
To be more specific, when the apocalypse comes and we can fire a gun again, I'll tell you more. Then you can practice with actual operations. It will be much easier to understand and get started than just talking about it now."
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