After breakfast, Lin Sheng took the bus with doubts and went to Hui'an Middle School.

Along the way, many people on the bus were whispering to discuss the vibration and explosion last night.

Some of these ordinary passengers are just random speculations, but some are obviously reasonable and well-founded.

From these people, Lin Sheng heard a word, White Eagle Base.

He knew that the White Eagle Base was the only naval base in Anduin Province and the largest naval base in Celine.

The strongest White Eagle fleet of Celine is stationed in the base.

Some people speculated that the explosion might be an accident at the White Eagle Base.

But most people don’t believe it. After all, it is the strongest naval military base in Celine, and there will be no problems easily.

When he arrived at school, Lin Sheng quickly entered the class classroom.

Other students were also whispering to discuss the explosion last night.

Some of the students have computers at home and can access the Internet. They are well-informed and are whispering to various posts they have seen online.

There are all kinds of speculations, but all posts are said to have been deleted and banned within a very short period of time.

Lin Sheng sat in his seat, silently flipping through the textbooks. For some reason, his learning progress seemed to have significantly accelerated recently.

The previous study plan was completed in just two-thirds of the time.

"Hey, have you heard the explosion last night?" Shen Yan in front turned around and asked.

But she seems to be different from other classmates, without the sense of interest, but more calm.

It looks a little different from Shen Yan in normal times.

Lin Sheng glanced at her.

"I heard it."

"What do you think?" Shen Yan paused and continued to ask. "Do you think the fireworks warehouse really exploded?"

"Whether it is true or not, what does it have to do with us?" Lin Sheng asked back. "Study hard is your biggest task at this stage."

"But don't you think the current government is too weak?" Shen Yan said a little angrily.

"I'm not interested in these." Lin Sheng said lightly.

The corruption of Celine's upper class is not a matter of one day or two.

Everyone knows many things, but they just haven't spoken out completely.

"But..." Shen Yan wanted to say something. But looking at Lin Sheng's face, he suddenly stopped.

She saw that Lin Sheng was really not interested. It was not a taboo.

Soon the foreign language teacher came in, the class bell rang, and today's course officially began.

Lin Sheng's course progress had exceeded that of the teacher and professor, so he simply took the test paper exercises for himself.

When you are tired, meditate on the gray mark runes on your seat.

The gray mark rune seemed to be stuck at a bottleneck, and it stopped completely when its defense increased by about twice the previous test.

After that, no matter how he meditated, the rune's defense did not change at all.

He guessed that perhaps the upper limit of gray-print runes has reached.

After all, it is just a gray mark, and the temple has far more than one gray mark rune.

If a gray mark can be raised to an extremely powerful level, then the temple may have unified the Black Feather City long ago.

Classes are taught casually, eat, rest, and continue to attend classes.

No accident happened throughout the day.

After school in the afternoon, Lin Sheng walked out of the school gate alone with his schoolbag.

Far away, he saw Shen Yan and two other young girls standing at an alley across the street.

The three of them gathered together and seemed to be whispering something.

From a distance, it looks like a very normal student communication.

Lin Sheng was about to leave when he suddenly saw a black car and slowly stopped in front of Shen Yan and the other two.

The three girls got into the car soon.

The black car started again and left in the distance.

Lin Sheng narrowed his eyes and stood at the school gate for a while before turning around and stopping the car and heading to the club.

What is Shen Yan hiding?

As his best friend, coupled with the mind of an adult, he quickly judged some clues about the other party.

But there are some things he doesn't want to care about, nor can he care about.

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Iron Fist Club, gun shooting range.

Russell held the latest Longwen No. 13 black pistol, loaded eight rounds, and stood opposite Lin Sheng with a serious expression.

"Master Lin, are you sure you want me to really shoot at you? Longwen Thirteen's penetration is much stronger than an ordinary Black Shark pistol. If you get shot, it's not a joke."

"Where do you come from so much nonsense? It's just a dyeing bullet, it's like it's true." Xia Yin on the side looked speechless.

Lin Sheng smiled.

"Get started, just practice."

He just killed three adopted sons of Sir Kayaman who were at least level 2, all of whom were powerful humanoid monsters of the same level as Enni.

The memory fragments obtained also contain a lot of experience and instincts in fighting weapons.

Among them, what Lin Sheng valued the most is the training memory of avoiding crossbow arrows.

Sir Kayaman's three adopted sons were trained very comprehensively, not only in equestrianism, bowing skills, but also in terms of how to avoid ranged attacks.

Although Lin Sheng only got memory fragments, he also brought some training instincts in this area.

"Then I'm starting?" Russell whispered.

"Let's start." Lin Sheng nodded.

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, Russell opened fire in his pistol.

It was almost conditioned reflex. Lin Sheng's body side was ten meters apart. He began to move the moment Russell pulled the trigger.

A small ball of red exploded on the silver metal wall behind him.

That is evidence that the dye bomb fell.

"Do not!" Xia Yin couldn't help clapping her hands.

Several members standing at the door also applauded, as if they were avoiding them.

The strongest of them, Saru, was once forced into a mess by Russell's gun skills.

Now Lin Sheng avoided it, which immediately aroused everyone's emotions.

"It's not over yet!" Russell's wrist moved slightly and shot continuously at the muzzle.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Lin Sheng dodged left and right, but still couldn't dodge all of them. Four balls of dyed bullet marks appeared on his body.

This kind of bullet has no lethality itself, and is just used for practice bullets when specialized training.

After being shot, the corresponding part will be stained with the unique color of the bullet.

This means being hit once.

Lin Sheng stopped and looked at the red bullet marks on his body.

"Wipe clean and come again!"

This time he was determined to start formal shooting and dodging training. Since the gray mark runes have reached their limits.

Then, to fight against firearms, you must start from other aspects.

The Iron Fist Club is now on track. Wang Yue’s incident has given members a deeper understanding of their own influence.

But this understanding seems to make the club feel uncomfortable.

The shooting dodging training lasted for half an hour, and Lin Sheng could no longer withstand it.

The biggest consumption of avoiding training is that he must be highly focused and pay attention to Russell's every move at any time.

This also means that his time of concentration must be continuous. Fortunately, the time is short, but after a long time, his already small endurance and physical strength will be exhausted.

After all, he is just an ordinary high school student who has just started training for a while. Apart from the ability to burn Holy Blood and Ash Mark Rune, he is not stronger than the rest of the club.

After thanking Russell, Lin Sheng changed his clothes and took a taxi home before dinner began.

It was night again, and it was also the time he was most looking forward to.
Chapter completed!