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011 Guns and Monsters

"Anne Oakley." Lawrence raised his eyebrows excitedly after seeing the name, because according to the information given by the mirror before, if the price paid is too low, it can only summon some ordinary people in history.

And this time he seems to have heard of this name, which means that the person summoned this time can bring him stronger power than the ancient Greek heavily armored warrior last time.

At the same time, his previous experience allowed him to recall all the information he had read in his two lifetimes, so after frowning and thinking for a while, he finally remembered the introduction of this lady he had read while browsing the Internet:

Annie Oakley was an American who began practicing marksmanship at the age of five. At the age of 16, she challenged Frank Butler, the famous sharpshooter at the time and her future husband, and won. After that, she became the star of the Buffalo Bill Circus and was good at using pistols.

Perform stunt shots with the rifle, such as hitting a tossed coin from 27 meters away.

Her marksmanship later became a legend in the American Western era, and even the name Annie Oakley became pronouns for various free tickets. Because Oakley had the shooting skills to break through the playing cards thrown in the air, she was beaten by the ticket inspector.

The ticket to the hole is like the playing card she shot.

Thinking of this, Lawrence immediately began to communicate with the four little black flowers. Sure enough, among the two skills, except for riding, one was special shooting, and the talents were dynamic vision and agility.

"This -" Lawrence looked at these four choices and fell into deep thought. Except for the riding skills that were temporarily out of use, he was very interested in the remaining three.

But after thinking carefully for a minute or two, he chose the special shooting skill. Soon a yellow fruit wrapped in white mist fell into his hands.

Lawrence once again watched the life of Anne Oakley, and the clear parts of those memories were all related to shooting. As he watched these memories, a large number of skills were poured into his mind, and at the same time there was a subtle flow of heat.

It began to flow within his body. After a few minutes, the heat flow disappeared and he had finished absorbing the knowledge.

After taking another look at Jianmu's shadow, Lawrence left Jianmu's space. The first time after coming out of the space, he pulled out the pistol from the holster under his left armpit, and then took out the bullets inside and loaded it.

Inert practice bullets made of rubber.

After everything was prepared, he began to practice according to the movements in memory. He was a little jerky at first, but then became more and more numerous. After only half an hour, Lawrence completely mastered this shooting method.

"Huh--" After the practice, Lawrence breathed a sigh of relief and took out a handkerchief from his coat pocket to wipe the sweat from his head. He reloaded the live ammunition, put away the pistol and sat back on the chair.

"It seems that this kind of skill still requires some talent to support. Now I can at most shoot down a coin tossed up 15 meters away with a pistol. If it is further away, there is a high probability of missing the target." Lawrence leaned on the back of his chair.

Thinking. "This is because I had a lot of shooting experience before, and at the same time I strengthened my body to be where I am now."

"But this level of shooting is enough, at least for me now." Lawrence subconsciously put his hand on the table and slowly tapped the table with his index finger. Before coming to Eagle Castle, he followed his adoptive father in

In the church, I carefully studied a lot of common sense related to extraordinary beings, one of which is that most low-level extraordinary creatures can be destroyed with bullets.

Just like even if there are extraordinary powers in this world, most people are still ordinary people, those extraordinary monsters are not all as powerful as gods.

For example, for things like goblins, which are the most common in the wild everywhere, even an ordinary person can win in a one-on-one fight without losing courage. And if there are enough guns, ammunition and a sturdy house, as long as

Without a sneak attack, two or three armed people under the cover of a house can repel a small group of goblins with less than a hundred people.

And this is the most important use of firearms: they successfully level the gap in combat effectiveness between humans and those low-level monsters that account for the majority of the monster population.

"The biggest problem I face now is to join that expedition to explore that underground ruins." Lawrence thought, "As the largest city in the White Eagle Federation, the ruins on the edge of the city cannot be too dangerous, otherwise

It has long been dealt with by the strong men of the Federation."

"But it is impossible to say that there is no danger at all. Even in the past life when technology was so advanced, expedition teams would often hear news of injuries or even deaths. So in this world with extraordinary power, ruins will only be more dangerous.

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"But if you want to integrate into this world and master extraordinary power, you must not give up this opportunity. So now I can only choose this option that can improve my level in the shortest time to ensure that there are no surprises during this inspection."

As for the dynamic vision and agility just now, it is true that from a long-term perspective, it is more useful than shooting technology, but after weighing the pros and cons, he found that only by choosing options that can improve combat effectiveness in a short period of time can he obtain more benefits in subsequent adventures.

"It would be great if I could have them all." Lawrence sighed softly, and then quickly adjusted his mood. After all, the current golden finger is enough to defy the heavens, and he should know how to be content.

"Hey, we college students, the food has been cooked, come down and eat." Just as he was sitting on the chair and thinking, the cheerful voice of Aunt Susan downstairs penetrated the wooden door and entered the room along the corridor.

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"I'm here." Lawrence came back from his thoughts, then put on his coat to cover the holster under his arm and walked downstairs.

This world is similar to Lawrence's world in many ways. For example, there are 12 months in a year, 30 or 31 days in each month, 7 days in a week, and 24 hours in a day. Except that the moon is blue.

Other than that, everything is not much different from the previous world.

When going downstairs, Lawrence looked at an old wall clock placed at the corner of the stairs. This was the clock that Aunt Susan, a former staff sergeant of the White Eagle Federation, sacrificed her husband to give to this little girl before the Sixth Civilization Expedition.

The most valuable treasure left by the tavern.

The wall clock showed that it was five o'clock in the afternoon, and most of the workers had not yet got off work at this time. So when Lawrence walked downstairs, he found that the tavern was empty, except for a few people sitting in the corner who were not going to work today.

Play poker there.

"Great pie." After taking the plate with pie and grilled asparagus from the bar counter, Lawrence sat at a table and started eating. As soon as he took the first bite, he said sincerely to the counter.

Aunt Susan, who was looking at the wine barrel from behind, said.

This was not just for etiquette. After taking the first bite, Lawrence felt that the crispy pie crust had penetrated. Lawrence tasted that the fillings successfully combined the flavors of mushrooms, cheese, onions and chicken, making the whole pie delicious.

very delicious.

"Ah, that's good." Aunt Susan washed her hands in the basin in the corner, "Do you want another one? I see you ate a lot for breakfast today."

"No need." Lawrence smiled and shook his head. The large meal he ate this morning was a sequelae of his enhanced body. By evening, his appetite returned to normal levels. "I think this morning may be because I didn't eat enough yesterday.

Let’s have dinner and the reason for the injury.”


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