It was a very comfortable sleep. When Rhodes woke up again, he felt refreshed and energetic.
"I will definitely be able to put it together this time!"
Rhodes rubbed his hands, sat at the table, and started assembling this strange firearm again.
Time passed by, but Rhodes still failed. The complexity of this firearm was much higher than he thought, and it was different from physical firearms. There were many components that he didn't recognize, and he didn't dare to use brute force in case it was damaged.
It will be difficult to handle.
However, the basic principles of engineering are the same.
Moreover, boys are naturally proficient in firearms. Rhodes has liked assembling machinery or robots since he was a child. This kind of craft is what he is good at.
"Well... this inner bolt should not be placed here, it should be near the air return port."
"The butt of the gun should be under the piston, and the recoil spring should be hung behind the spiritual pressure meter. Here is the gas guide rod... and here is the push trigger. Well - the piston should be connected in the middle... This design concept is really advanced, and the psychic energy is directly
Ignite the powder base of the bullet. This is a gun that does not require ignition, because we ourselves are the lighters."
Having figured this out, Rhodes' progress has been rapid, and his hands are flying up and down flexibly.
Soon, a brand new crow-style spirit gun appeared in front of you.
The table was clean, not a single part was left.
"Haha, I succeeded!"
"Do it again."
After about an hour, Rhodes could skillfully disassemble or assemble the gun, thoroughly mastering every detail of it inside and out.
Now, there is only one last thing left.
Buy bullets.
"Raven" uses real silver bullets, and he has used up the previous seven rounds.
Taking into account emergencies and other situations, Rhodes thought that he should buy at least fifty rounds.
Fortunately, real silver bullets are not controlled items and can be purchased in many places inside and outside the academy. They are also a standing stock in the logistics office.
But unfortunately, it's not cheap, costing seven silver ropes a shot.
Rhodes only had a total of forty-two silver cords on him, which was only enough to buy six rounds.
Six shots. If you shoot quickly, you will finish shooting in six seconds.
It’s faster than ejaculating a man in seconds.
Of course this won't work. Fortunately, Rhodes found Green Hair. His family runs a shop and has many businessmen affiliated with his family.
The green-haired man found an "acquaintance" to help him borrow fifty hairs as a guarantee.
"I'm helping you because we are like-minded."
The green-haired man handed him two boxes of real silver bullets.
"I really don't know why you are so anxious to get so many bullets? I said don't mess around in the academy. Be careful of being caught by the defenders. It won't be as simple as deducting credits. Weapons can only be used in the training ground.
."
"Also, next time I fall in love with the teacher, please don't steal it. I haven't learned to use my psychic powers yet. It's all because you stole the opportunity for me to blend in with Teacher Karaman's spirit."
He talked a lot and wanted to talk to him about a learning method called "Spiritual Blending", which is actually "voyeurism".
But Rhodes had no time to pay attention to him. He took the bullet and ran away, making the latter stomp his feet in anger.
"Forget it, this guy is so ruthless, Wayne, let's go to the Goblin Bar together."
——
Rhodes ran back to the dormitory, sent the gun and bullets into the dream several times, and everything was ready.
After confirming for the last time that nothing was missing, Rhodes returned to the dreamland.
Walk to the back of the obelisk and touch the surface of the obelisk. The blood-red text appears and flickers slightly.
"Two sunsets" has long become "one sunset".
Although Rhodes has never seen the sun since arriving in this world, people in this world still divide the day into morning hours, noon hours, evening hours, and night hours, and generally work and rest according to these times.
That proves that, at least in the past, the sun existed here.
Assuming that the sun still exists, but is obscured by black fog, common sense infers that at this eve, the last sunset will end, and an unknown invasion will come.
Rhodes glanced at the pocket watch he brought here specially.
The current time is three o'clock and seven quarters past noon.
A day here is equal to four whole hours, one whole hour is equal to four clock hours, and one clock hour is equal to nine quarters.
According to this rule, Rhodes calculated in his mind and knew that it was approximately 5:40 pm Earth time.
Twenty minutes left.
Rhodes once again organized his supplies.
Elf grass juice, spirit tree dew, and red powder are all in my arms.
The "Raven" has been debugged long ago, and Rhodes fired a shot into the open space to prove that it can work normally in the dream.
With one more round of real silver bullets, Rhodes is ready to go.
Twenty minutes passed in a blink of an eye, noon had passed, and evening had arrived.
The sun is setting.
Rhodes closed his pocket watch with a snap and became nervous.
Nothing has changed.
The gray mist is still flowing slowly, and the pale land is still silent.
There is nothing unusual about this dream that has faded away its colors.
Until Rhodes looked up and saw the infinite distance, where the rolling deep gray fog had been dyed black.
It spreads at a terrifying speed, like a black sunset appearing on the horizon. The quiet and mysterious atmosphere is broken, and the heart-stopping danger is approaching.
On one side of the obelisk, even if Rhodes did not touch it, the bright red text still emerged, flashing rapidly, like a sign of the coming doomsday.
Rhodes' heart was in his throat, and he held the gun tightly in his right hand, his psychic powers ready to go off.
The black fog soon occupied half of the sky.
Suddenly, a huge figure stepped out of the black fog.
At this moment, all Rhode's fears, worries, and timidities disappeared from the bottom of his heart, leaving only peace.
He skillfully evoked spiritual energy, tapped his eyebrows lightly, and opened the eyes of his soul.
The dream world has not changed, but the image of the monster has become clearer.
It is about five meters tall, covered with black hair, with huge claws and deformed legs. Its head is not visible, only two glowing red eyes.
Rhodes raised his spiritual gun, spiritual energy gathered at an unprecedented speed, and his spiritual pressure meter soared into the sky.
But the next moment, the spirit gun did not fire.
Huge sharp claws pierced his body and tore open his head.
Severe pain came from the depths of the soul, the world became twisted and broken, and darkness enveloped everything.
When Rhodes opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the dormitory.
Neat bookshelves, mahogany wardrobes, large desks, exquisite rooms, bright light, and a faint fragrance floating in the air.
What's going on?
Rhodes was at a loss for a moment, but then a tearing pain came from deep in his nerves, and he had a headache that was almost splitting.
Rhodes fell off the bed, and the continuous severe pain made him almost unable to think, leaving only the instinct of rolling.
The bench was knocked over by him, the desk was knocked over by him, and a small green bag fell on his chest.
Rhodes's already scattered will suddenly found a starting point.
Kashan’s words yesterday came to mind:
"This is poisonous pansy juice, used for pain relief. I heard that you boys..."
Pain relief!
Rhodes' broken mind only understood this one word.
He grabbed the small bag and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
The moment you bite it, poisonous pansy juice splashes out in your mouth, and a bitter and sour taste quickly creeps up along the nerves.
Reason recovered from the sour taste, and the severe pain subsided in the sour taste. Finally, Rhodes became aware of the existence of thinking.
He knelt on the ground and gasped for air, feeling as if he had returned from hell.
When I stood up, I realized that my whole body was soaked through. The tearing pain still continued, but it had dropped to a level that humans could bear.
Rhodes looked at his hands, which were empty.
Did I just die?
If I am killed in the dream, will I return to the material world?
Severe pain came continuously and rhythmically, but it could not hinder Rhodes' thinking.
He remembered clearly that he had had this kind of headache before, when he first came to this world, and his head had always been in such severe pain.
Later it was discovered that this was because the dark shadow named [Prince of the North] was attacking the obelisk.
So, now that giant wolf-like monster is also attacking the obelisk?
If the obelisk is broken, am I really dead?
A strong chill rose from his back, and Rhodes knew that he had to return to the dreamland quickly.
Even though he is no match for that monster.
The severe pain at this time was much stronger than before. The obelisk might not be able to hold up for long. If he let it go, he would definitely die.
Rhode endured the pain, crossed his thumbs with both hands, and made a lightning symbol.
My eyes blurred for a moment, and my soul soared into the sky.
The moment his vision returned, he realized that he was exactly where he was, with the spirit gun, true silver bullets and red powder falling at his feet.
And the black monster is violently attacking the obelisk.
The blue stone tablet is already covered with cracks and is crumbling.
The pain became clearer, and the poisonous pansy juice could no longer be suppressed. Rhodes quickly picked up the gun, and his spiritual power rose instantly.
Bang!
A huge spiritual light flashed at the muzzle, pure white rays shot out, and the real silver bullet hit the monster.
Tiny stars are scattered in all directions.
The monster was not damaged at all.
But in the next moment, golden light came out from the monster's chest, and the sharp blade of light pierced through the hit part, tearing it in half.
