Chapter 63 Wound, come here, ten bullets have been fired, the loop is complete...
Fu Ze himself is not actually good at shooting, at least not as good as Bogdan's terrifying level of shooting described on his resume, which is like a humanoid auto-aiming machine.
Fortunately, based on experience, he can inherit the original owner's various skills and specialties after each death and rebirth, and bring them into the next body.
As for the specific level he can perform at, that depends on his performance on the day.
Fu Ze didn't know if he could perform well this time, nor did he know if he would arouse Yuan Jianxing's suspicion if he didn't perform well.
But this is the best way to soothe the heart in your chest that once belonged to someone else, but is now beating violently because of the unease of another foreign soul, through the body's muscle memory.
Fu Ze took out his Bogdan membership card and swiped it to open the side door's access control. He then reached out to block the railing, signaling to Yuan Jianxing to take the opportunity to pass through first.
Yuan Jianxing asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why didn't we use the main entrance?"
“Brother Xing, take a look at where you are.” Fu Ze urged, tilting his head. “If someone with ulterior motives digs this up later and fabricates something like ‘CEO entered the underground shooting range without authorization during non-mission periods,’ it’ll definitely cause you some trouble.”
Although Yuan Jianxing was already adept at dealing with such baseless slander and accusations, he was happy to avoid trouble if possible.
Moreover, this was a rare instance of Fu Ze showing him positive care and help.
Although Hara Mihoshi tried to turn sideways to avoid physical contact with the two men as they passed through, the narrow side door was still barely enough for two men to pass through at the same time.
Just as Yuan Jianxing's thigh brushed against Fu Ze's thigh, some unexpected memories suddenly surged into his mind.
That day, in order to reduce the resistance when moving in the water, Fu Ze, who went into the water to retrieve the robotic arm, stripped himself to the limit, leaving him with only two pieces of clothing underneath.
Even after returning to the cruise ship, he was simply put on a long trench coat before being contacted by Yuan Jianxing, and the subsequent survival efforts began in earnest.
Later, that cloak was long gone, swept away by the sea.
So when Yuan Jianxing brought Fu Ze back, the man was wearing very little clothing, almost as if he wasn't wearing anything at all.
In other words, Fu Ze, whom Yuan Jianxing had been holding close to his chest, was practically naked.
Although there's an extra layer of fabric now, the tactile sensation is still familiar.
Realizing how inappropriate his association was, Yuan Jianxing immediately rushed through the gate and waited for Fu Ze to catch up on the other side.
Just as Fu Ze withdrew his hand from the turnstile, Yuan Jianxing keenly noticed a thin, long scar on the other's right index finger.
Any injury to the finger can be fatal to a skilled shooter.
Fu Ze shouldn't have made such a basic mistake.
Yuan Jianxing gestured with his eyes: "What is this injury?"
Fu Ze followed Yuan Jianxing's gaze, held his hand up to the light to examine it, recalled, and then answered nonchalantly, "Oh, I got caught in the water while installing the tracker. It's just a minor injury."
Seeing the other person's nonchalant attitude, Yuan Jianxing felt the guilt that she had just managed to suppress surge up again like an undercurrent.
Does it hurt?
...What nonsense are you asking? How can you not feel pain when you're injured?
"Fortunately, I didn't feel anything obvious in the seawater at the time, and it didn't hurt in my back anymore, so I didn't remember anything about it." After passing through the gate, Fu Ze thought that Yuan Jianxing was just chatting, so he consciously walked ahead to lead the way, and thus missed Yuan Jianxing's slightly moving eyes.
Before the two could reach the main activity area, a barrage of gunfire, as dense as a rainstorm, penetrated the walls and reached their ears.
Immediately afterwards, a short man with a nose so high it could block the view came out from behind the front desk and waved in the direction where Fu Ze and Yuan Jianxing were.
"Hey, Bogdano! Long time no see!"
The owner of this shooting range is undoubtedly a local of L City. He pronounces the native name of Bogdan, which is generally difficult for people from V City to pronounce, in a melodious and powerful way.
"The usual procedure?"
"Um."
Hearing that Fu Ze answered the shooting range owner's question with just a nasal tone, Yuan Jianxing looked at the other party with slight surprise.
Then he saw Fu Ze, who had his collar turned up and buttoned up, almost completely covering the area below his eyes, a situation commonly referred to as "pretending to be an expert."
Hara Mihoshi: ...
Just then, the shooting range owner finally noticed Yuan Jianxing following behind Fu Ze, and cautiously asked, "And who is this?"
“My brother,” Fu Ze answered immediately. “He has nothing to do during the holidays, so he likes to pester me.”
Yuan Jianxing, who was inexplicably ranked lower than Fu Ze and then falsely accused, thought: ...
Due to various reasons, he had no choice but to accept this identity: "Hello boss, I'm just curious and came to take a look. I promise I won't tell anyone."
The boss visibly breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't misunderstand, I was just afraid of neglecting the customers!"
After handing the gun, bullets, earmuffs, and room key to Fu Ze and Yuan Jianxing, he shouted into the communicator next to him, "Everyone, everyone, cut in line, next round is level 3 moving target practice."
As the electric current carried the range owner's words to all directions, and they were broadcast through old-fashioned loudspeakers hanging everywhere, countless complaints followed.
"No way, that guy is here again?"
"Who on earth is so domineering! Come out and have a go if you dare!"
"It's said that this guy is not only a great shot, but also exceptionally handsome. My older brother saw him in person, I guarantee it."
Fu Ze smiled as he listened to these somewhat rough but very human shouts.
Although life in Bogdan is monotonous, one must have had a very happy time there.
After loading the bullet into the gun, Fu Ze stood on the platform in the room and aimed the gun at the target dozens of meters away.
Just as he expected, when the crosshair was aimed at the bullseye in the center of the target, the body naturally relaxed and calmed down.
After a few breaths, and after making some kind of decision, he beckoned to Hara Mihoshi before firing.
The room where the two were located was not large. In order to avoid interfering with Fu Ze's movements, Yuan Jianxing stood as close to the wall as possible from the moment she entered.
Now that Fu Ze is gesturing for him to "come over here," he has no choice but to go behind Fu Ze.
Yuan Jianxing was slightly taller than Fu Ze, and this position allowed him to easily put his ear close to Fu Ze's lips as Fu Ze stood on the platform.
This was an extremely close distance where you could faintly hear Fu Ze's voice even through earplugs.
Just then, Fu Ze's lips parted slightly.
Yuan Jianxing heard him say, "Please listen to me patiently until these ten bullets are fired."
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BOOM!
“When my mother was young, she was a spiritual medium. She used her ability to read people’s expressions and a little bit of talent for tarot to interpret their fates on the street and online.”
This experience was dismantled from Fu Ze's seventh-to-last body.
BOOM!
"My dad was supposedly a pilot. Because he landed like an eagle, bringing my mother love that made her swoon and me as a 'gift,' and then flew away like an eagle with money and new love."
This experience was dismantled from Fu Ze's twelfth-to-last body.
BOOM!
“I never went to school properly. I just secretly listened to the lectures of the tutoring class at the middle school next door while I was working. I learned whatever they taught, without any system or method.”
This experience was dismantled from his tenth body.
BOOM!
“My mother died when I was seven or eight years old, but she died an innocent death.”
"Sparks from the metal racks rubbing together during unloading at the market next door splashed onto her little tent."
"The tent was made of felt, which burned very quickly, giving her no chance to escape."
This experience was taken from his fifth-to-last body, but with some adjustments made to the details, incorporating his previous seventh-to-last body experience.
BOOM!
"As soon as she left, many relatives she had never met before appeared, trying to take a share of the meager compensation."
“I was young at the time, and there were no adults around to help me, so I was tricked out of almost all my money without even realizing it.”
"And then, I began my life of wandering."
This experience is from... I can't remember... Oh well, it wasn't a good thing anyway, it's good to forget where it came from.
BOOM!
"Thanks to my parents' genes, I am not bad looking, so there are always a lot of people who will show me some kindness, so overall I am not living a hard life."
"Of course, there were also those who had designs on me, but when their intentions failed, I retaliated against them all."
BOOM!
"So I moved to many places, did many different jobs, kneaded bread, repaired prosthetics, sewed cloth, and fed cattle and sheep. But in the end, I always ended up being displaced again for various reasons."
BOOM!
"I also planned to save up enough money to buy a ticket to V City. I heard that everyone there is equally unfriendly. I thought, this is not bad."
This experience comes from Wan Chuanqiu.
BOOM!
"But I didn't go in the end because I encountered Deer Ears."
Bogdan had a hidden photo album on his phone containing a picture of him and Lu Er. In the photo, Lu Er was standing behind a group of teenagers of similar age, while Bogdan was sitting in the front row on the side.
BOOM!
"After several rounds of screening, I eliminated other competitors and entered the Executive Academy with a fabricated identity background."
The last two experiences are taken from Bogdan.
"After that, the events were almost identical to the records you retrieved."
At this point, the closed loop is complete.
A completely new Fuze has thus been created.
Putting down the gun, which was already visibly overheated and about to deform, Fu Ze glanced sideways at Yuan Jianxing.
Are you willing to accept Fu Ze as he is?
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It was probably the gunshots, which were so loud they could make a person dizzy even with earmuffs on, that affected his thinking. Even though Yuan Jianxing felt something was strange, he couldn't find any obvious mistakes for the time being.
It's also possible that after hearing the first few points, he had already formed a preconceived notion of feeling sorry for Fu Ze's plight, and thus subconsciously ignored the potentially exaggerated and fabricated parts.
Just as he was about to take off his earplugs and have an open and honest talk with Fu Ze, there was a loud knock on the door behind them.
"Bogdan! God, you have to stay strong! As long as your next shot is higher than your last 9.6, you'll break your previous record!" The range owner's joyful voice came from outside the door. "Our signature celebration can finally start again! I guarantee all our old friends will know your score the next day."
Achieving a score of 9.6 on a regular moving target is already incredibly difficult, and now the range owner is actually expecting Fu Ze to break that record.
That's really greedy.
Just then, Yuan Jianxing's phone lit up.
Judging from the notification color of the message, Yuan Jianxing judged that this matter did not involve confidentiality regulations, so he generously unlocked the message in front of Fu Ze, and the two of them read the message content together.
The new job assigned to Yuan Jianxing was not dangerous, but it was urgent and troublesome, and the time required was hard to estimate.
In short, this is to send him back to work overtime.
"Looks like the word 'rest' doesn't exist in the Chief's dictionary." Fu Ze gloated as he loaded the bullet into the now-cooled gun. "Thinking about it, being an unofficial employee isn't so bad."
Yuan Jianxing remained silent, seemingly agreeing with Fu Ze's point of view.
What he didn't say was that there was an unwritten rule within the adjudication bureau: executives in the same department could not have romantic relationships.
In other words, if something really happens, one of Yuan Jianxing and Fu Ze will definitely have to leave their jobs.
Without almost any hesitation, Yuan Jianxing was certain that he would be the one to remain in the group of executives.
Given Fu Ze's personality and style of doing things, if he were to continue as the executive officer, he himself would probably be the first to be unable to accept it.
Before leaving, Yuan Jianxing brought up the topic she had been pondering on the covered bridge: "By the way, it seems Cui Ya's restaurant has reopened. Should we go again?"
"Haha, won't our appearance together cause him some psychological trauma?" Fu Ze picked up his gun again and looked straight ahead. "To be honest, nothing good ever happens when the two of us get together."
"Then let's go a few more times to desensitize him." Yuan Jianxing put his phone in his pocket and prepared to leave.
Just before the door was about to close, Fu Ze caught a glimpse of it slowing down for a moment out of the corner of his eye.
It seems like someone is holding him back.
At the same time, a muffled syllable drifted in through the crack in the door.
The door closed completely the next second, as if nothing had happened.
Fu Ze didn't pay attention until his finger pulled the trigger.
He suddenly realized what that syllable was.
It is a "yes".
What does it "have"?
Something good has happened?!
BOOM!
The bullet followed the laws of physics and left the barrel as expected, passing through a space of tens of meters and hitting the moving target that was almost a blur.
"10.0 points." The electronic announcement rang out, attracting the attention of everyone at the firing range, including Yuan Jianxing.
If the shooting range owner's words are true, then Fu Ze's shot has completely broken the highest record in the black shooting range.
This is also the highest record left by Bogdan.
Amid cheers from the range owner, several huge cannons were fired, and countless colorful plastic fragments and paper strips fluttered across the range, making it look like the scene of some major ceremony.
Immediately afterwards, the old-fashioned LCD monitor hanging next to the shooting range flashed and then displayed the information at the top of its screen again.
Although the first part of the name is the same, the person who achieved this result is completely different.
Against the gaze that pierced through the layers of glass and saw Yuan Jianxing, Fu Ze made a few hand gestures.
This was one of the few legitimate communication maneuvers he knew of from an executive.
Together they mean—
Have a good day, see you tonight.
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Author's Note: [Crying uncontrollably]
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