Su Ming doesn’t know the progress of other teams yet, but things are calm on his side. On the way after leaving the town, he was like traveling, taking the girls to taste cactus fruits for a while and hunting for others.
Rabbit passing by the roadside.
It sounds a bit unprofessional, but now the Western Style Museum has been transformed into a separate universe by Proraya. There is no specific goal for doing business, but it is easy to be targeted, so it is better to take a break.
Perhaps it was the magnificent western scenery that made the distance between heaven and earth seem very wide. Bobo also relaxed in various games. He no longer urged Deathstroke to think of a solution, but was talking about other things.
"I know you're tired of eating barbecue, so maybe this rabbit can be used to make soup." He was holding a dead rabbit in his hand, which swayed back and forth softly as the horses galloped: "Hare
The fat content is very low, and any other way of eating it will make it look very meaty.”
The wind in the wilderness brought some gravel and rubbed it against people's faces, giving them a rough feeling.
"Well, you are right. There is a situation called 'rabbit hunger' when surviving in the wild, which needs to be avoided as much as possible."
Deathstroke, who squinted his eyes, agreed with Bobo's statement and took the opportunity to teach the students, at least to consolidate what he had learned in the past.
When surviving in the wild, you must ensure your fat intake. If you can hunt, many wild animals can provide fat, but these animals do not include hares. Their fat content is too small. If a person only eats hares for a long time,
If so, you won't be able to survive in the wild.
Lack of fat can lead to a series of metabolic diseases, including but not limited to fat-soluble vitamin deficiency, night blindness, osteoporosis, etc. If a person survives in the wilderness, these diseases are not very conducive to survival.
It would not directly kill people, but if people become weak as a result, the risk of accidental death in the wilderness will be greatly increased.
"I know, professor, you taught me that if you are alone in the wilderness, the best source of food is aquatic products." Hermione leaned in the professor's arms, looking comfortable. Her original horse,
But he still had the reins in his hand and was following him.
This is a matter of killing two birds with one stone. People must find drinkable water in the wilderness. Now that they have found water, let's see if there are any fish.
"Very good. Let's take out the wanted notice we received and see which unlucky guy is closest to this location." Su Ming touched the student's head and smiled, ready to play games. Just riding a horse for a while was enough.
, it just so happens that Bobo can have some fun today.
The orangutan can use a gun, but he has never killed many people.
Hearing this, the witch took out a stack of papers from her pocket, flipped through them as if counting money, and then pulled out a piece of paper:
"This guy is nicknamed 'Big Beard'. According to the description on the wanted poster, the gang activity area where he is located is in the abandoned mining area we will pass ahead."
It's quite realistic. In this era, the West didn't even have identity registration, and often the real names of wanted criminals were not known, so they could only be given nicknames based on their characteristics.
Some of them are gangster names obtained by the gangsters who reported their family status, and of course many more are nicknames randomly given by the police chiefs. Anyway, nicknames such as big beard, small beard, medium beard, and goatee can all be used.
Bounty hunters can just catch people based on their portraits. The ones they catch alive will be more valuable, but for real gangsters, the wanted posters often state that they do not care whether they live or die.
The bearded man picked out by Ms. Granger is also a life-or-death target. In addition to the reward of five hundred dollars, his gang members can also exchange money.
The time set in the current world should be the early 20th century. At this time, the purchasing power of US$500 was almost the same as that of US$10,000 in the era in which everyone lives.
To be honest, if it wasn't for fun, not even Deadpool would accept this kind of mission.
Although the information provided was enough, and even the approximate range of the opponent's hiding place was written down, the price was too low. Only a new mercenary who had just debuted would do it, and it also required a head-on battle with a gang. The risks were higher than ordinary people.
It's too high for humans.
But who calls this the Wild West? Veterans who retired from the Civil War, refugees whose gold mining dreams were shattered, and cowboys who lost their jobs after farms closed down, there are too many people who are short of money.
Being a bounty hunter in the Western era sounds cool, but in fact the involution was so serious that the price of taking orders never went up.
However, now that Proraya is involved, the monster-fighting game might be more fun?
"That's it, let's go to the mine." Su Ming finalized the goal and asked Hermione to use magic to notify Yin Ruil and Jaina, who were still riding horses in front of them, that everyone should go fight monsters first, and then talk about the picnic.
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It's very simple to notify two people from a distance. The witch only needs to use a floating spell to control a feather and scratch their necks.
"By the way, Slade, Prolaya wants to play a game with you, so how big will this Western World be now?" Bobo watched the two girls in front of him being attacked by feathers and twisting in the saddle.
He smiled and asked Deathstroke: "Will there be a big city like New York in this world?"
Bobo was also very happy to see the young people playing and having fun. At least it was better than everyone having a straight face, right?
"No, the darkness has already told me the answer." Su Ming checked the revolver on the horseback, turned the magazine, closed it, and handed it to Bobo: "We are currently in a new world.
But the standing celestial body is more like an oblate pill, with an American Western style everywhere. To be honest, it’s quite strange that the gravity has not changed.”
Without the communication and intelligence support of his adjutant, Su Ming can still use his own concepts, so he is fully aware of the current changes in the world, at least in places where there are shadows and darkness.
"Hmm, eh? Why did you give me the gun?" The orangutan subconsciously took the weapon, then came back to his senses, threw the gun back to Deathstroke, and hugged the dead rabbit tightly in his arms: "Although I can use it
Pistol, but I won’t play the bounty game anymore. I’m a mental person, and I don’t have the foundation to become a fighting person.”
He still knew his situation well. A small pistol could barely be played with, but once the recoil of the weapon reached the standard of a shotgun, it would be beyond his control.
Besides, the effective range of a pistol is generally 30 meters, which is too close to the enemy!
Think about the usual enemies of the Justice League, all of them are super-powerful villains. The distance is so short that you don't even have a chance to shoot.
But Deathstroke still gave him the gun, snatched away the hare's body, stared into his monkey eyes and said seriously:
"Take it. If I'm not wrong, Proraya may have strengthened our enemy. This time we may not be facing an android target. You take a gun. If it seems to fall into the enemy's hands, It would be more convenient to commit suicide, wouldn’t it..."
"Fuck you." Bobo rolled his eyes at the man. This was such an unlucky statement.