An 80% new Mini rifle was caressed by a brown-black hand like a lover, skillfully disassembling and assembling various parts and loading bullets...
After a dazzling operation, it came into the hands of a handsome South Indonesian young man with thick lips and short hair. He aimed at the target not far away and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
There was a gunshot.
The bullet hit the bullseye directly.
"Well done!"
Next to him, a girl with skin as fair and delicate as ivory and a face as delicate as a doll smiled and applauded: "Shah Rukh, your marksmanship is getting better and better."
Shah Rukh put down the gun and shook his head: "This is all thanks to you, Miss Corny, otherwise we would not be able to repair these captured trophies."
The production of a modern rifle requires the support of an entire military industry.
Theoretically speaking, indigenous tribes without the slightest bit of technology and craftsmanship are simply unable to mass-produce and repair rifles.
However, this is not a purely scientific world.
This 'Miss Corny' is a 'craftsman' of the 'Yao' path, so repairing some firearms is naturally a piece of cake.
Shah Rukh stood in front of Miss Kony and sincerely thanked her, but the two looked extremely inconsistent.
Because this Miss Kony is only 1.5 meters tall, a full two heads shorter than the tall and handsome Shah Rukh...
Shah Rukh is the backbone of the Yeni faction of the resistance army. This time he also received news that the Makur faction was defeated and some of them were preparing to dig for treasures deep in the rainforest, so they were ready to come and take advantage.
"This is what I should do." Kony was dressed quite boyishly, but her eyes softened when she looked at Shah Rukh.
"But... we only have a few 'craftsmen'. If we want to revive the entire South Indonesia, we must introduce white people's science and build steel plants, smelters, and production lines... in order to continuously produce firearms, cannons, and warships!"
Shah Rukh looked a little sad: "This requires money, a lot of money, and it also requires the country to unite, let go of their prejudices, and even learn from the white people... The ideas of the 'Makul faction' are too extreme... In order to realize
For this goal, we need to obtain the treasure of Kukulkan! Let it be used correctly and not be wasted by those 'Kumar faction' people!"
"I believe you can do all this." Corny raised her fist: "I will also accompany you to fight against the evil Ingves!"
Shah Rukh grinned widely, showing two rows of white teeth.
The two of them walked back to the camp together and came to the dining area.
While taking the rice wrapped in banana leaves, he looked at Kony strangely: "Little Kony, I have never asked you, are you not from Inves? Then you are from the Romani Principality, or Tiesha
Goren?"
This 'Miss Kony' was picked up by Shah Rukh from the roadside during a mission, and her origin is very mysterious.
However, the other party didn't say much, so he didn't ask in depth.
But judging from Miss Corny's undisguised dislike of Inves, she shouldn't be from that kingdom.
Moreover, the other party was warm, kind, generous and cheerful, and took the initiative to help the colonial natives resist tyranny. It must be said that Shah Rukh liked him a little bit.
"I..."
Corny lowered her head and kicked the stones on the ground with her leather boots: "I...have no home."
"Don't worry, this is your home."
Shah Rukh gently pressed his palm on Kony's head, making the girl look like a kitten being licked: "I will always treat you as my sister."
Snap!
The next moment, Kony was furious and kicked Shah Rukh hard on the calf, making the stupid guy keep jumping.
The surrounding resistance members were already used to this, and they all had weird smiles on their faces while watching the show.
…
When Kony was playing around with Shah Rukh, she didn't realize that there was actually another person among the bystanders around them!
Aaron was wearing adventurer's clothes, a hat, a backpack, and a special field shovel in his hand.
This is a complete set of equipment he bought to satisfy his interest in outdoor adventure.
However, before the undercover Masai could spread the news, he discovered another rebel camp.
At this time, the cognitive tampering ability of the 'philosopher' was used to visit people everywhere in the camp.
His eyes couldn't help but focus on the sulking Corny, and his expression gradually became serious: "A person with an uncoordinated destiny!"
destiny!
This is an area that only the ‘spirit of falsehood’ can touch!
Therefore, the ‘Law of Accident’ is unique to Aaron only!
After being involved in these fields, he can keenly detect the twists and turns of someone's fate, and can even obtain fragments of inspiration without divination.
In his eyes, there was a wave-like pattern around the body of 'Miss Corny', which was slightly inconsistent with the river of fate.
'Am I the only one in this world who can see the twists and turns of fate at a glance?'
Aaron thought for a while, and the spirituality in his body transformed into a 'secret' spirituality!
At this time, he is the fifth essence of the pure 'secret' path, half a 'gatekeeper'!
‘The ‘gatekeepers’ guard the ‘gates of multiple histories’!’
'And the 'experts in history' study the changes in history, and only they can see different historical pictures and detect the inconsistencies in history...'
Aaron came to Kony's side and carefully observed this lady from the perspective of a 'historian expert'.
Since the cognitive tampering of the 'philosopher' can be maintained for a while, this layer of interference on him has not dissipated, and it has not aroused vigilance and exclamation.
From the perspective of "historians", layers of historical fog dispersed from Miss Corny's body, turning into scenes of completely different images.
Aaron saw 'Koni' wearing a dirty and strange military uniform, hiding in a trench and facing heavy artillery bombardment...
In another historical picture, he saw the other party dressed like a princess, singing loudly on the stage...
‘Is this the perspective of ‘experts in history’? Everyone may have a different fate in different histories?’
'Why is she the only one who makes me feel so different?'
Aaron continued to look at Miss Corni. The historical fog surrounding her became more and more intense, and countless light balls emerged from it. It seemed that each light ball represented a historical possibility.
Within the light ball, there are unknown insects squirming.
Eventually, these light balls came together to form a somewhat illusory ‘invisible door’!
Countless histories, countless possibilities, everything flows through the door.
'This is the perspective of a 'gatekeeper'... Kony once passed through the 'Gate of Multiple History'! She is not a person with my history, she comes from a different history!'