But now...such talent...

Forget it, I was once a citizen and was a colleague of Dr. Sun.

Others have worked in Mengdu Group, one of the nine major companies, so they are a bit extraordinary, and it should be taken for granted.

…

"The first-level beasts in front are a bit crowded. Zheng Tian, ​​find a high point, shoot from 800 meters away, and draw out the second-level one for me. Try to draw out only three more first-level ones. First-level ones. Although the Ruin beasts are easy to deal with, it is troublesome if there are too many of them."

"good!"

…

"This good guy! They are all thin-skinned. Zheng Tian, ​​can you shoot one armor-piercing bullet at a time?"

"able!"

"Then Wen Lei and I will go together and gather these beasts together. Zheng Tian, ​​you are responsible for the peripheral shooting, remember to use the silence mode. Others can just watch, there is no need to interfere."

…

During the whole day, the team hunted a total of one level three beast, four level two beasts, and 29 level one beasts.

Total revenue is expected to reach 247 points.

Ren Zhong will take away 150 points, and the others will get 97 points.

No one can say anything about how hard he works and how much he gets.

On the way back, everyone cheered.

Ren Zhong did not follow the others to have fun.

He is thinking about a problem.

When hunting during the day a few days ago, although he slightly increased the team's income, it was still suppressed.

He and others are always in a state where they have some subtle strength, but their opponents fall before they can exert themselves. This is commonly known as being underfed.

No matter day or night, he can handle almost everything by himself, so his perception of the importance of professional balance in the team has slightly declined.

Now he realizes the problem.

It feels quite cool to have a gunsmith who is good at long-range attacks in the team.

Attract monsters, kite, and use restraint-type ammunition to launch fatal attacks at the right time...

The functions of these tools are very useful, can save a lot of effort, and can even challenge some originally risky beasts.

Well, my night team really needs a worker with long-range attack capabilities.

By the way, this tool can also be used by motorcycles.

Putting the motorcycle in the cargo box of the Benlei truck, which is not very big, not only takes up less space but also burns more fuel, which is quite a loss.

So, who to look for?

Is there any gunsmith I can trust in this small town?

As for Zheng Tian, ​​Ren Zhong doesn't want her to know too much for the time being.

Zheng Tian is too utilitarian. To control such subordinates, you have to be relaxed and relaxed. If you use them well, you get twice the result with half the effort. If you don't use them well, you will suffer the consequences.

The immature face of a young boy appeared in his mind.

Although this little guy just started a few days ago and is currently a semi-finished product, to be his night team member, trust comes first, ability comes second, and talent comes second.

Well, that's it.

…

"What! You usually go out at 7:30 in the evening? And then go back to the town at 9:30? What are you thinking about? Aren't you afraid of death when you go out alone at this time?"

At 7:20 in the evening, downstairs of his house, Ren Zhong stared at the little guy in front of him with wide eyes.

Thirteen days have passed since Yu Jin obtained the rapid-fire machine gun.

Ren Zhong was not sure what he had done during these thirteen days and what experiences he had.

But Ren Zhong felt that the other party had changed more than he imagined.

Yu Jin's originally slender arms became thicker.

On the one hand, it is the result of training, and on the other hand, after he has gained a certain hunting ability, his food has improved.

He has become stronger, but his skin is paler than before, which is probably related to the habit of staying up at night and staying up at night.

His eyes were a little larger than usual, no longer cloudy and dull, but revealed a look of determination.

Just a popular rapid-fire machine gun really changed this young man's fate.

Yu Jin replied: "Sir, my ranking among the temporary deserters is too low. I must be promoted as soon as possible so that I can have a chance to stay during the census."

"You are now firing five bullets per second. What is your hit rate when attacking a high-frequency flashing target fifty meters away? What is the error value? How high can the power of the training biochemical combat suit you just bought be increased?

?”

"The hit rate is 85.7%, and the average error value is less than 1.5 mm. The power I am turning on now is 1.7 kilowatts."

Ren Zhong: Hiss!

This little guy has something!

According to Zheng Tian, ​​when the above-mentioned data reaches more than 90%, less than 1 mm, and more than 2 kilowatts, you can basically pass the assessment of a first-level gunsmith.

It only took Yu Jin thirteen days to go from a blank piece of paper to the level of a first-level gunsmith.

Although this improvement rate is still far behind his own, his talent is definitely not bad.

Ren Zhong vaguely saw a stubborn weed breaking out of the rock and growing wildly.

He has broken through the shackles of fate, as if the pearl is no longer covered in dust and is showing off his talent wildly.

"Tell me how you have spent these days?"

Please ask again.

Yu Jin said respectfully: "On the second day after you gave me the gun, sir, I followed your instructions and started trying to hunt while keeping an appropriate distance from other people. On the first day, I participated in a temporary group of Sanren

Team of scavengers. But..."

"But what?"

"We were very lucky that day, even too good. At the beginning, we eliminated three first-level ruin beasts. There was also a newbie dismantler in the team who had no level. He also performed well and produced perfect chips.

.If the six people share it equally, they can get an income close to 1 point."

"Then what?"

"Originally, the situation was fine, but towards evening, we found the carcasses of two golden slugs. The chips inside had been removed."

"Then?"

Yu Jin's expression suddenly became very complicated, "The mecha warrior with two exoskeleton equipment in the team suddenly took action. The two people closest to him were killed on the spot. I immediately wanted to return to the off-road vehicle, but was stunned.

The disassembler on the car started the car early."

"I asked him to wait for me, but he refused. So I...I broke through the car window and killed him, then caught up with the car that was slowing down, drove back to the outside of the town alone, and then abandoned the car and walked into the town gate.

As for the situation of the others, I don’t know very well, and I didn’t see the mecha warrior return later.”

"From then on, I didn't dare to trust anyone, even basic cooperation. I changed it to going out alone at 7:30 every evening when most people returned to the town, and I was busy outside until 9

Come back at half past one."

"I'm sorry, sir, I killed someone. I...I...I didn't really want to at the time. But I had no choice at the time. No matter how I begged him, he just refused to stop. Obviously he just needed to slow down a little, that mecha

The soldier is still chasing another person, and there is obviously still time."

Ren Zhong was silent for a long time.

A betrayal out of self-interest?

The carcass of a golden slug?

That's what I left behind.

Another relatively straightforward butterfly effect.

Fortunately, this little guy is tough.

He rubbed the boy's head.

"It's okay, I don't blame you. This is the way of life. You have done a good job."

Tears flashed slightly in the young man's eyes.

This matter has been weighing heavily on his heart for less than half a month.

He didn't even dare to tell his mother.

Only in front of Mr. Ren did he dare to express his helplessness, grievances and regrets freely.

He gritted his teeth and suppressed tears.
To be continued...