[Instance opening time·Day 11·8:00 AM]
After exiting the night copy, Su Mingan opened his eyes.
The heavy snow in Praia had stopped after the feast at sea. He turned around and saw a light layer of mist outside the window.
On his wrist, the usual noisy voice rang out:
"Good afternoon, Master! It is now 8:10 am, system time. Ah Du will play some relaxing music for you to wake up..."
The sound of the watch is not an inorganic system sound, but a female voice with a bit of a queen-like feeling, which often makes the barrage shout "I can do it".
But this built-in communication is so stupid that it is hard to take it seriously.
With a "bang", Su Ming'an turned his wrist slightly, turned the watch side outwards, and slammed his left hand hard against the white wall beside him.
Following a crisp crash, the house seemed to tremble slightly.
The watch that was playing the Colorful Sunshine Radio Gymnastics stopped playing instantly, and the room was finally quiet.
Su Mingan took his hand back and saw that the dial of the watch was not broken. The quality of this thing was really good and the hardness was also good. Maybe it could be used as a hard object for long-range attacks in the future.
He sat on the bed and began to think about the progress of the copy.
In the process of completing each copy, he has gradually developed the habit of sorting out the plot lines early in the morning. He will look at the problem from the known overall perspective to prevent any important clues from being overlooked.
In yesterday's night dungeon, he inevitably launched the disastrous Siren siege himself.
The copy did not give him the opportunity to choose at all, but just let him watch everything the "devil" did. If he did not choose, what had happened would not change. He would even lose his game qualification directly due to failing a level.
Just now, as the night copy was coming to an end, he had built the entire Demon King's Castle and gathered all the soldiers.
The figure of the brave man has gradually appeared on the deep red land like magma, and a dark shadow has been revealed. Probably in the last level of tonight, he will have a final showdown with the opponent.
He didn't know whether this would be a "I kill myself" showdown, and how the conflict would be resolved.
After sorting out the underworld plot line, he came to a small hill near the South District and learned spearmanship from Naraku as agreed.
The red-haired girl was standing in a misty meadow.
The snow on the ground had not melted yet, and it still looked like a vast expanse of white land.
Not far away, there are tall buildings and bell towers. Even though the Church of Light exists in name only, the priests who are unaware of the situation at the top are still praying.
At the South District Wharf, the damaged city wall was being repaired, and people were carrying bricks and bags on their own, walking through the streets and alleys crisscrossed by rivers. The evacuees and survivors returned to their homes, and the warm air slowly flowed out of the houses.
After the disaster, this land came back to life as people wished.
"bite--"
A breeze passed by, and the necklace on her neck made a crisp sound, and the double-sided metal clip holding the photo made a clear sound.
Su Mingan hesitated for a moment and put the necklace into the compartment of his backpack.
Equipment that makes noise is not safe in combat, so he keeps it as a collectible.
He will remember that knight no matter how many copies he goes through.
He will see more of the world for him.
"What's wrong?"
Naraku, holding a soul shotgun, turned his head to look at him.
The "training guns" in her and Su Mingan's hands were products of the Soul Hunters. This type of gun had not been recognized by the system, was not considered a mission reward, and could not be taken out of the dungeon, but could be used for training in a non-combat state.
"It's okay, I received a necklace." Su Mingan said, "Thank you for your help, please continue teaching me."
Although Naraku looks like a spoiled brat, she is surprisingly reliable when it comes to teaching people. She is not a pampered person at all, and even though she is injured, she has no intention of taking a rest.
"Come, listen to me, tighten your wrist and let your shoulder bear the recoil..." Naraku put his hand on his arm and corrected his slightly distorted movement: "I know you have a good physique and you are not afraid of breaking your hand, but you still have to save your energy, otherwise your wrist will be very tired after one shot. I have seen many idiots in my family who injured their hands because of shooting..."
Hearing her words, Su Mingan changed his originally somewhat irregular posture.
He actually learned gun skills and shooting postures on the World Forum and practiced them carefully. After all, guns are also one of his fighting methods, although they are not often used.
But whether he uses a sword or a gun, he can basically kill the enemy with one strike. Using a gun will cost him points to buy bullets, so he basically won't use a gun except to intercept some important targets who are trying to escape.
But what Naraku taught him was not physical skills. After teaching him the basic gun-holding posture, the content of her words gradually became metaphysical.
Communicate with the gun in your hand, she said.
She said that the gun in one's hand is spiritual, and only those with a calm mind and a peaceful mentality can accurately hit their target.
...Su Mingan had seen in the world forums that in the strategy posts, some people said "you should communicate with your weapon", just like the swordsmen in the fairy tales. They preached "the man is the sword, the sword is destroyed, the man is dead!" and "put your whole heart and soul into it!"
But apart from feeling that what these people said was very metaphysical, he really couldn't understand this feeling.
Even with his intentional practice, he was unable to detect this "weapon spirituality" as they called it.
In his personal space, he even placed the Sword of Alman on his legs and talked to himself like a fool, trying to chat with the Sword of Alman and make it "spiritual" with him.
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