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"Hehehe... Tired of this, aren't you?"
The time on the Juxia was not uncomfortable for Sun Wukong.
And it was even better than he had imagined; nobody likes true loneliness.
Although he initially felt that he indeed found it difficult to truly get close to those children, here he saw someone he naturally wanted to be close to.
That kid, Wang Ji.
It's a strange feeling, but also quite natural.
First of all, that kid is very strong, and strong people only resonate with each other; it's in their nature.
Secondly, that kid seemed to have some depth; Sun Wukong observed him carefully and realized he was different from the other children.
And most importantly, a strong and young successor is one of our own.
Although the guy didn't have time to talk to him, when he was bored and wanted to chat with him, the guy was either reading a book, typing on a keyboard, or being all lovey-dovey with two girls, which was a bit sour and sweet.
But Sun Wukong just felt pretty good about it.
Of course, the root of all this is that all signs indicate that this kid is a genuine Earthling.
However, for the person in front of him, it doesn't seem to be a good thing.
At the very least, it must be a real headache.
In a neatly decorated and serious office, Sun Wukong, dressed in a dark green uniform, looked at Dukao with a grin.
He was still wearing that military uniform, looking every bit the quintessential Chinese soldier.
They sat at the desk, one inside and one outside.
"Hehe, looks like you're in a good mood?" Dukao didn't deny what Sun Wukong said, and looked at him with a smile.
His face was stern, but his smile was relatively gentle.
"Hehe..." Sun Wukong chuckled, neither denying nor denying, and continued, "Anyway, you asked me to test this kid's strength, and I did. But in the end, I didn't even manage to hit him once with my staff, and I ended up looking rather disheveled..."
Dozens of clones were broken, and the golden cudgel was also damaged.
As he spoke of these things, Dukao, sitting opposite him, showed no other expression, only a wry smile on his face as he looked at Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong was quite pleased with himself and continued, "At first, I thought your judgment was pretty accurate. This kid has good wormhole capabilities, but he seems to be putting in a lot of effort without putting in any real work."
Later I thought I'd just hold back, but I figured ten clones would be enough to crush him... I just didn't expect him to wipe me out with a single burst of bullets.
He spoke of this with a sigh.
Although one shocking thing happened after another yesterday, even this seemingly insignificant event was enough to shake people.
To be able to shoot down his clone, who was comparable to a first or second-generation super soldier, with a fully automatic firearm was simply unheard of... and horrifying.
"If I, Old Sun, had such helpers and weapons back then, no matter how many soldiers Pan Zhen had, it would only be a matter of a few shuttlecocks..." Sun Wukong said, with a hint of nostalgia and fantasy.
A god like him would certainly be familiar with things like weapons.
He knew that the commonly used weapons of the ranged units among the super soldiers were actually only a few types: Flame-class bows and arrows, crossbows, Godslayer No. 1 sniper rifles, and Flame-class armor-piercing rounds.
However, without exception, they are all single-shot, because they require strong kinetic energy support, unlike explosive bullets from the Earth era.
But now things are different. The two guns that Wang Ji took out yesterday are powerful and fully automatic. What kind of power would they have if they appeared on a real battlefield?
It's obvious without even thinking about it.
With just these two guns, it's entirely possible to easily take down a dozen or twenty super soldiers on a battlefield of a certain level.
"Then I looked at him again, and this kid argued with me calmly and logically, so he obviously has some tricks up his sleeve! After this second test... By the way, have you guys figured out anything yet?" Sun Wukong said, then changed the subject and asked Dukao.
Upon hearing this, Dukao paused for a moment, then said helplessly, "We are at least certain that his abilities are based on the PUBG game... As for the others, we don't understand the principles, so we can only deduce what other abilities he might have."
Of course, that's what you did yesterday, Wukong.
Moreover, many of his abilities are outside the scope of that game, such as slapping the flying man's pot, wormholes, flight, burrowing... it's all very chaotic.
Before yesterday, no one really believed that Wang Ji's abilities were based on a shooting game; at most, they were just imitations.
But after yesterday, especially after that grenade, looking back, you have to believe it whether you want to or not.
It can kill dozens of clones in an instant, and even Sun Wukong, the God of War, was greatly affected... Of course, it's not surprising that Sun Wukong wasn't killed.
If even Sun Wukong were to be killed, that would be utterly unreasonable.
There has to be a limit to how much a weapon can be made.
That which has no upper limit is called fantasy.
"Hehe..." Sun Wukong chuckled.
To be honest, he seemed a little gloating.
Actually, before receiving Lao Du's request, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
Teach a group of kids with superpowers a lesson and temper their arrogance.
Among them is a child who excels in every aspect but is naturally arrogant. He is too opinionated, indecisive, and hides his abilities. Let him be tempered and his hidden talents will be brought to the surface...
It is only natural for a superior to want to know as much as possible about the situation of their subordinates.
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