[Nickname: Donning the Yellow Robe]
Name: Ma Peng
Value: 0
[Instinct: Focus]
[Skills: "Not learned", "Not learned", "Not learned", "Not learned", "Not learned"]
That's all the information I can see.
Was the reason for using a sniper rifle because of "focus"? Why did he miss the first shot? Li Changzhou pondered.
Li Qianxia tugged at the T-shirt that was clinging to her body, then took off her sneakers, revealing white socks with lace trim.
She shook her shoes, causing a few pebbles and sand to fall off.
After putting on the shoes, he looked at Yang Qinglan with envy.
Yang Qinglan's tapered pants tightly bound her ankles, and most importantly, her hat kept her face clean and prevented anything from getting into her collar.
Sunlight shone on her long black hair, making it flow as if she were on a picnic.
"I should have worn a hat too," she said regretfully.
"Aren't you going to explain to me what this is?" Li Changzhou turned his gaze to the two of them, his left hand holding the sniper rifle, and his right index and middle fingers holding the ghillie suit's "identity card".
“Identity card,” Yang Qinglan said.
"An ID card for a dead person," Li Qianxia said.
"......"
Yang Qinglan observed her surroundings.
While brushing the leaves off her hair, Li Qianxia explained, "After the game ends, you can exchange them for value coins at the bus stop. They might have other uses, but we don't know."
Li Changzhou nodded.
"I thought I could inherit valuable coins, equipment, and skills from other people's identity cards, and killing people doesn't seem to increase my own value."
"Everything will have to wait until the game ends and we settle the accounts at the platform," Yang Qinglan said.
"What do we do next? Stay here, or go somewhere else?" Li Qianxia asked.
“It’s too dangerous to walk in the forest,” Yang Qinglan pondered. “Let’s learn from snipers, use branches and grass for camouflage, and find a place to ambush.”
"Okay!" Li Qianxia nodded vigorously.
Then, she turned her head with some surprise and looked at Li Changzhou: "Brother, why aren't you saying anything?"
A shadow, visible only to Li Changzhou, enveloped him, while a humanoid black mist stood beside him, looking down at him.
It raised its "right arm," and its "fingertips" turned into a thin line that flew into the "identity card" in Li Changzhou's hand.
【Instinct: Focus】This string of blue flame text, detached from the "identity card", floated in the air, swaying and burning slightly.
Immediately afterwards, the humanoid black mist sucked the ball of flame into its "mouth".
At the same time, Li Changzhou couldn't help but recall what the white "identity card" looked like.
[Skills: "Focus" (F-level), "Not Learned", "Not Learned", "Not Learned", "Not Learned"]
[F-level focus: When mentally highly concentrated, there is a 10% chance of entering a state of focused concentration]
[Focus: Intelligence +1, Perception +1]
All these changes were caused by Li Changzhou's thought that "it would be so great to absorb other people's instincts."
F-level? Instinct has levels?
"elder brother?"
"Hmm?" Li Changzhou snapped out of his daze and put the "identity card" in his hand into his game inventory. "By the way, is there only one slot in the inventory?"
“Yes,” Li Qianxia nodded, “and can only hold equipment, items and identity cards purchased with value coins.”
Yang Qinglan added: "The same type of items can be stacked."
It seems she used value coins to buy more than 2 of the same item.
"Stop talking nonsense," Yang Qinglan said again, "Let's get moving."
"Yes, Captain!" Li Qianxia saluted, holding her gun like a regular soldier.
The three of them began to tinker with branches and blades of grass.
Their skills weren't as good as the sniper nicknamed "Yellow Robe," but they helped each other "cover," and their concealment was pretty good.
The sniper rifle was carried by Li Changzhou, the weakest member of the team. With this heavy weapon in hand, every man has the urge to fire a shot at something.
He maintained a prone firing position, his arms wrapped tightly around the sling, bringing the gun and his body together. The bipod was folded up, and the gun was covered with branches.
After waiting quietly for a while, roughly the time it took Li Changzhou to mentally simulate headshotting ten people, Li Qianxia, nestled in a clump of weeds, whispered:
What if I need to pee?
"Don't waste it." Li Changzhou closed his left eye and looked at the large, dark, and thick scope with his right eye.
The area around the scope is slightly blurry, but the center is very clear with mil-dot reticle.
A true sniper can use the vertical reticle for range finding and elevation correction, and the horizontal reticle for wind drift and lead correction for moving targets.
Unfortunately, Li Changzhou had only ever played with the 98K, AWM, and Mosin-Ghana... all in games.
“Brother,” Li Qianxia’s tone was a little complicated, “Are you really planning to drink? If it’s you, brother, I… I can drink it.”
Before Li Changzhou could react to what she meant, she quickly added, "But there are no cups, so you have to close your eyes!"
"Shut up!"
"Early Summer!"
Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan spoke at the same time, clearly unable to stand this guy.
Li Qianxia chuckled and muttered, "Just trying to ease the tension."
Sweat dripped from the three people's faces and rolled into Li Changzhou's eyes. The sodium and water stung his eyes, making it impossible for him to open them.
Li Qianxia gently rubbed his hands with the clean part of the back of her hand.
Just then, Yang Qinglan whispered, "Someone's coming!"
Ignoring the stinging pain, Li Changzhou forced his eyes open, slightly moved the camera, and found the person Yang Qinglan had mentioned.
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