Duoka's study room is very large and can accommodate more than a dozen people without feeling crowded. There were seven or eight people sitting inside. Some were drinking tea leisurely, some were discussing quietly in groups of two or three, some had their eyes closed to rest, and some were already asleep and snoring very rhythmically.
"Little Mo'er is back." The person who spoke was Duo Ka, who was the owner of this place.
"Yes." Shu Mo'er nodded obediently. She is the most favored one among the group, and everyone does not hesitate to give their attention and kindness to this beautiful and kind little girl.
But don't be deceived by her innocent appearance, her strength is unambiguous. She can become a level six shooter at a young age, which not only proves her outstanding talent, but also proves her hard work. And she also has actual combat experience that far exceeds that of shooters of her age, which is especially valuable.
"Mo'er, did you have fun today?" The one who spoke was Wei Zheng, who was the shooter closest in age to Shu Mo'er in the entire team. He is only twenty-four years old this year. Although he is four years older than Shu Moer, at this age he can still be called a genius.
I don’t know why, but Shu Moer dislikes Wei Zheng very much. It stands to reason that Wei Zheng is very outstanding both in appearance and life experience. Wei Zheng comes from a noble family and has an excellent upbringing. He always has a charming smile and his demeanor makes people feel very comfortable. And with the blood of the Hidin tribe, his appearance is as good as any handsome man. You know, the Hidin tribe has always been known for their handsome men.
In the minds of many women, Wei Zheng is the representative of the perfect man, but Shu Moer has no feelings at all. If it weren't for Wei Zheng's strong strength and everyone was in the same team, she would never lie. In her eyes. She even found Wei Zheng less amiable than Edward, who often drank too much.
However, Wei Zheng seemed to be very enthusiastic about Shu Mo'er, which made Shu Mo'er very distressed. Wei Zheng originally wanted to go out with her this time, but it took Shu Moer a long time to refuse.
Although she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, she still said obediently: "Yes. I'm very happy. Thank you, Brother Wei."
Wei Zheng showed an extremely charming smile: "Mo'er, just have fun."
"Mo'er, what fun thing happened to you today? I see you are so happy." Duo Ka asked with interest.
As soon as he talked about today's events, Shu Mo'er became interested: "Uncle Doka, Mo'er met a very interesting person today!"
There was a bit of endearment in Duo Ka's eyes, and she asked with a smile: "Who can make our Mo'er so excited?"
"Haha, it couldn't be that our Mo'er has met his ideal lover." The person who joked was Peng Acha, who was the oldest among the group, with a red rosacea nose and messy bird feathers on his head. Hengsheng. But his personality is like that of a child, he loves to joke the most.
Wei Zheng still had a charming smile on his face, but there was a gleam in his eyes.
Shu Moer hurriedly defended: "No. That's not true! I met a very powerful weapon maker today. He once made weapons for an eighth-level shooter."
"Oh, is there such a person in Tacheng?" The people who had been resting with their eyes closed sat up, and everyone was very interested in the news.
Doka frowned: "Impossible, if there is such a person, I will definitely know it. If it is a good place to make weapons, there is probably only one weapon maker named Christine in this area. But her skills While it’s not bad, it’s not good enough to make a weapon for a level 8 shooter.”
Shu Mo'er smiled proudly: "Hehe. I also met the Kristen you are talking about today. She is the student of the weapons maker." Suddenly, Shu Mo'er's expression was a little strange, and she thought of Kris Ting, this woman is a bit scary!
Wei Zheng sensitively caught Shu Moer's expression, and didn't know what he was thinking. The coldness in his eyes became stronger, but the smile on his face became more and more charming.
Doka said in surprise: "Kristen's teacher? I really haven't heard of this. If it is really Christine's teacher, it is quite possible."
Shu Mo'er said mysteriously: "Yes, you must all know about that eighth-level shooter."
"Who is it?" Penacha asked curiously.
Shu Mo'er said proudly: "Sha Ya, everyone knows it. It is said that she exchanged a piece of tortoise wood for this light gun. It is said that the light gun can penetrate a five centimeter thick cloud stone target."
Everyone was shocked and moved: "Penetrating a five centimeter-thick stone target in the clouds? Amazing!"
Shu Mo'er was even more proud, as if she had made the light gun: "You definitely can't guess what that gun is made of."
"What is the ground? Light star birch? Or night mist?" Peng Acha was very interested.
"Hee hee, wrong!" Shu Mo'er has a very good relationship with Peng Acha. She smiled playfully: "I knew you couldn't guess it. I was shocked when I heard it. That light gun was actually made of the most common weapon. Made of snow-spotted blue fir.”
"Impossible!" Several people exclaimed in unison.
People who were still a little sleepy at first looked shocked at this time, and everyone looked at each other. This news was really shocking. It is unheard of and unbelievable that a weapon made of snow-spotted blue cedar can penetrate five centimeters thick Yunjian Stone.
"Little Mo'er, take me there quickly! Ha, my old friend also wants a light gun like this!" Peng Acha's eyes were shining, and he couldn't wait to rush to the magical weapon maker immediately.
Shu Mo'er was a little confused: "Pengpeng, that man has a very weird temper. I didn't even think of a solution. Besides, Sha Ya's light gun was replaced with a piece of tortoise wood. What good things do you have in exchange for him?" ?"
Penacha suddenly became listless, like an eggplant beaten by frost: "No, tortoise wood can only be found deep in Darkness. My old friend doesn't have the ability to run to such a dangerous place."
"Pengpeng, don't worry, I'm also thinking of a solution. Anyway, we have to stay here for a long time, so we should slowly think of a solution." Shu Mo'er quickly coaxed Peng Acha.
Everyone was silent. Things like tortoise wood were probably only available to level eight shooters. They are all only level 6 shooters, and there is a gap in strength between level 8 shooters. There is still quite a gap.
At this moment, someone rushed into the study room, but it was a man with thick eyebrows.
"Neville, what's wrong?" It was Zong Wen who asked. He is also the leader of the entire team. Zong Wen has a clear face and very sharp eyes. At 40 years old, he is in his prime time as a shooter. Neville is usually "calm" and calm in situations, but Zong Wen was a little surprised by his turbulent appearance today.
All eyes immediately focused on Neville's face.
Neville, who is usually honest and steady, raised his thick eyebrows and said, "I just met someone."
"Who?" Zong Wen's face was a little solemn. If he were an ordinary person, Neville would definitely not have such an expression. Who among them doesn't have a few enemies? Could it be that Neville met an old enemy
"I was walking around on the street today, and suddenly I felt that someone was robbing not far away. I ran towards there, but unexpectedly I saw an amazing scene. One person. Two robbers were eliminated." Neville said calmly. He said, his expression serious.
Peng Acha said: "I mean, Xiao Nei, this is your fault. One person killed two robbers. This is too normal. Is it worth such a surprise? If you meet my old friend, hum. , not to mention seven or eight people.”
Everyone looked at Neville with confusion, and Penacha expressed their doubts.
Neville shook his head: "It's not unusual for one person to kill two robbers. But what if he does it with his bare hands?"
"Bare hands?" Everyone's expressions became solemn.
Neville nodded: "With bare hands! Both of them have light guns in their hands."
This time no one spoke. If you were facing two armed robbers with your bare hands, what would be your chances of winning? soon. Everyone came to the conclusion that unless the opponent was not a shooter, they had no chance of winning with bare hands.
"The two robbers are both shooters, one is Level 3 and the other is Level 4." Neville's words dissipated the only possible possibility in everyone's speculation.
"Impossible, even an eighth-level shooter cannot face two gun-wielding shooters with bare hands." Wei Zheng said with some doubt.
Neville took a deep breath: "I saw this with my own eyes! And they were fighting just within the range of my spiritual mind."
Everyone was silent for a moment. They all understand that eyes can deceive people, but spiritual thoughts will never deceive. What's more, the spiritual thoughts of a sixth-level shooter who has always been "shen" will never go wrong.
"That man was very cold and very ruthless. He used only one move to twist the throats of the two robbers. I later went to check the two corpses and found that the throats of the two corpses had been completely shattered!"
Neville's deep voice was like talking in sleep, dropping a bombshell in everyone's hearts.
The room was silent, and the air was like heavy lead pressing on everyone's hearts, making it suffocating. Everyone is wondering if they can win if they encounter such a terrifying guy.
Neville raised his head, glanced at everyone, and said with a wry smile: "And I found that if I face him alone, I have no chance of winning."
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was shocked.
Zong Wen smiled reluctantly and said: "You don't have to be so arrogant. You are also a level six shooter after all. If word spreads, people who don't know about it will think that we are all a bunch of parallel imports."
Zong Wen's words cheered everyone up, but no, they were level six shooters who had already entered the ranks of masters, and they were not ordinary people that could be seen everywhere.
The bitterness on Neville's face became even stronger: "Because I discovered that the moment he took action, my mind was completely unable to detect him, let alone lock on to him."
"How is that possible?" Even Zong Wen, who had always been calm, couldn't bear it anymore, and everyone else was shocked.
See everyone's shock. Neville calmed down instead: "It's true, his movements were so fast, like lightning, that I couldn't see clearly at all. He seemed to be able to detect my spiritual thoughts. The moment he took action, my spiritual thoughts Lost trace of him.”
He showed an expression of reminiscence: "He is the fastest and most agile person I have ever seen. The power in his hands is very strong. The throats of the two robbers were completely shattered. You can imagine the power of his blow. Two The robber didn't have time to fire a shot, because he was too fast. And he jumped up the three-meter-high wall without using any tools and relying solely on his leg strength. At that time, I thought I saw a civet cat."
"Have you seen what he looks like?" Zong Wen asked.
Neville shook his head: "No, I only saw his back."
After Neville finished speaking, everyone fell into deep thought. Within one day, they met two such powerful people. Could it be that the small city of Yetta is also a place where dragons and tigers are hidden
Ye Chong ignored Kristen who was a little distracted. He had many things on his mind. He had just finished testing some materials he had used. He already had a thorough understanding of the properties of commonly used materials like snow-spotted blue cedar. All this is due to the advanced instruments collected from the scientific research team. These instruments are all very advanced, and some are even unavailable on the market. They are instruments developed secretly by the scientific research team themselves. These are all cheaper than Ye Zhong.
Ye Zhong's foundation in weapon production is very solid, especially at the theoretical level. This is the foundation that those "Aurora" grandfathers took the trouble to lay for him. This is also the most important reason why he can face new materials with ease.
The defensive weapons made some time ago were very rough because they did not understand the properties of the materials. Now that Ye Zhong knew every parameter of them, he planned to readjust these weapons.
He took out every concealed weapon in the yard.
Kristen's mouth was so wide that she could swallow an egg. She was completely frightened!
What does he want to do
She had no idea that such a profound murderous intention was hidden in this seemingly empty courtyard! Weapons were hidden everywhere in the corners of the yard and within the walls of the enclosure. The most exaggerated thing is that in the center of the yard, under a sliding stone slab, there is an array of forty-nine large-caliber light egg gun barrels with a diameter of more than 20 centimeters. She has seen no fewer than five artillery arrays like this.
Christine's scalp was completely speechless. The heavy firepower seen here was almost comparable to that of a military fortress.
And when Ye Zhong dismantled and modified these terrifying weapons in front of her as if nothing had happened, Kristen felt like she was going crazy!
No, this guy is crazy! This guy is a real lunatic!
What made Christine feel the most chilling was the calm look on Ye Chong's face when he was making modifications. It didn't look like Ye Zhong was doing some dangerous work, but as if he was just doing something ordinary, such as drinking tea. Moreover, his movements were very skillful, and it was clear at a glance that he was not doing this kind of thing once or twice. Kristen swallowed hard.
And when Christine saw Ye Zhong sitting on the muzzle of a thick barrel that could blast a fighter plane, chewing dry food, she finally fainted.
The only thought in her mind before she passed out was that this world is crazy!