Withdrawing his gaze, Tang Jiumin moved around the room.
The built shooting range was very similar to the real scene. When Tang Jiumin touched all the nearby wood and fences, he found that they were exactly the same as the real ones.
This is not a virtual VR space, but an absolute consciousness space, where you can get everything you want.
Tang Jiumin took out the shotgun.
As soon as he realized it, a table appeared next to him with enough ammunition on it.
This is a unique permission of the training ground. Ammunition can be used unlimitedly in the training ground, and firearms will not be subject to wear and tear in the training ground.
Of course, you can't take it away.
Tang Jiumin picked up the bullet and loaded it into the shotgun.
After loading, Tang Jiumin closed his eyes slightly, and a dummy suddenly appeared 20 meters in front of him.
Lift the shotgun, aim, and shoot.
A plume of white gun smoke erupted from the muzzle.
The dummy was instantly hit by steel balls.
During those few days in Yuehow Town, Tang Jiumin had a certain understanding of firearms due to the guidance of the werewolf hunters.
At the very least, there is no problem with shooting the dummy with a shotgun from a distance of 20 meters.
However, after shooting, Tang Jiumin frowned.
With this shot, he could clearly feel the strong recoil caused by the shotgun at the moment of shooting. Although it was not serious, his right shoulder felt a little uncomfortable.
Because it's not a battle now, the discomfort is clearer than before.
But for Tang Jiumin, the purpose of training was exactly this. He did not stop because of the discomfort, but continued to load bullets, load the gun and shoot.
Without any rest, he fired continuously. More than 40 rounds of bullets were quickly fired by him, and each of the dummies was hit and knocked down.
And with more than forty rounds of bullets destroyed, Tang Jiumin probably discovered the limit of his current physical strength.
After shooting about thirty rounds of bullets, the pain in the shoulder will become more and more obvious. I will involuntarily tremble with pain when holding the gun, which will significantly reduce my accuracy.
In other words, if you use this shotgun in combat and maintain normal shooting accuracy, you can fire thirty rounds of bullets continuously.
Only thirty rounds of ammunition.
Tang Jiumin was not satisfied with the result.
He shook his head, and with a sudden realization, a chair appeared behind him. He lay on it and slowly massaged his shoulders.
After the strong numbness and pain slowly subsided, Tang Jiumin continued to repeat the previous set of steps.
Round after round of shooting.
From the time Tang Jiumin entered the training room until he finished the training, he stayed there until eight o'clock in the evening.
The long training made Tang Jiumin more proficient in holding the gun, fine-tuning the shoulder position, and better controlling the recoil.
Progress...from being able to fire thirty rounds continuously to thirty-two rounds.
The training that day reached this level, and in Tang Jiumin's opinion, it had reached its limit.
Everything in the training ground is virtual, but people's fatigue level is real.
Tang Jiumin dragged his tired body back to the room to rest. While he was resting, he checked the terminal through his consciousness.
Boria gave him a bottle of coagulation spray, which also reminded him in disguise that the props in the terminal, even if they were low-priced, were very practical.
Then look around to see if there are other medicines that are reasonably priced and practical.
Tang Jiumin was particularly careful this time, and he discovered a very special medicine.
Emergency stimulant, 5 mind crystals each.
This is an illegal drug specially used by snipers. After using this drug, you can keep yourself highly excited for a certain period of time and ignore muscle soreness. However, taking it all year round will damage your brain.
5 Nianjing, it is reasonable to have side effects.
After seeing the instructions for the potion, Tang Jiumin immediately exchanged it for one, and a syringe appeared in his hand with a transparent liquid inside.
Give it a try.
Tang Jiumin pricked his arm, and as the medicine was injected, the effect was immediate.
After a while, he felt that his energy was restored immediately, and his physical fatigue quickly disappeared.
The coffee he often used to wake up was nothing compared to this thing. After a while, he had returned to his best condition.
Now that he had recovered, he hurried back to the training room.
5 Nianjing is also a Nianjing. Measured in terms of money during his lifetime, it is 50,000 yuan.
Taking advantage of the current situation, Tang Jiumin continued to spend time in the training room, practicing shooting.
For the next five days, Tang Jiumin relied on this emergency stimulant and stayed in the training room. Even if he ate, drank or defecated, he had to deal with it in the training room.
Five days, 120 hours, long-distance running, sprinting, shooting, push-ups, swimming, Tang Jiumin made full use of all the time to train every part of his body.
In this endless training mode, Tang Jiumin's body reached its limit six times. Each time, he used something called body repair fluid to force recovery, and the price of a dose of repair fluid was also 5 mind crystals.
The result of the high-intensity training was that after five days, Tang Jiumin could withstand the recoil of forty-five rounds of bullets. At the same time, his running speed and physical limit were at least 20% higher than before his death.
This was without wearing vampire boots. If he wore vampire boots, Tang Jiumin tried it, and it was at least 50% better than before.
In terms of statistics, his physical strength has increased by a full eight points. Although it is definitely not as good as Liu Ziyun, it is much better than his previous thin self.
However, Tang Jiumin did not improve through formal exercise. He had been taking drugs these past few days, which seemed to be a crazy attempt to boost his abilities.
5. The medicine of the Nianjing Yi Tube itself has side effects, and these side effects cannot be repaired with repair fluid.
As his physical strength increased by eight points, Tang Jiumin found that his cell endurance, mental toughness, and brain development each decreased by one point.
It seems that it is a bit naive to expect 5 thought crystals to play a huge role.
This is not a good sign.
Therefore, Tang Jiumin did not intend to continue. Improving physical strength was indeed a top priority, but when improving this attribute, other values dropped. This method was not worth the gain.
He no longer used emergency stimulants. He trained to the extreme within an appropriate range during the day and returned to his room to rest at night. For two consecutive days, his other values did not continue to decline.
Within two days of resuming normal training, Tang Jiumin finally finalized the items for exchange.
Bionic microrobots.
The word "micro" is enough to indicate that the prop is not a combat type. It is an auxiliary machine, worth 250 mind crystals, and is a D-level prop.
A small robot connected to a tablet.
Users can control the robot to be 150 meters away from themselves, and transmit the detected images and sounds to the tablet for the user to view.
At the same time, the robot itself has a chameleon shell that can disguise itself according to the surrounding environment, reducing the possibility of being discovered.
For Tang Jiumin, this thing has a good effect and allows him to obtain more information.
After exchanging the bionic micro-robot, Tang Jiumin exchanged some ammunition, medicine, and emergency supplies, leaving only more than 20 mind crystals.
On the seventh day after leaving the trial, Tang Jiumin got up early as usual, opened the door and picked up a cup of coffee to taste.
Since returning to normal training, he has had free time, but except for the morning, he spent the rest of his free time exploring the functions of the terminal and rarely went out.
There is a small encyclopedia in the terminal. You can at least search for the information you need with your consciousness. It covers everything from weapon knowledge to basic food.
In the terminal's exchange system, entertainment, food, and daily necessities are sold at particularly low prices.
The coffee he drinks when he wakes up in the morning is enough for him to drink for a year.
He got up early in the past two days. After breakfast, he drank coffee in this position, looked at the square downstairs, and relaxed. Usually at this time, Chen Min would go out for a walk to stretch his muscles.
Maybe this is the life of middle-aged people.
But today was different from usual. An unexpected person appeared in the square.
Liu Ziyun.
The other party was actually wearing a brand new police uniform and was sitting on his knees in the center of the square.
In front of him, there was a brazier, and the former was constantly putting yellow paper money into it.
Tang Jiumin immediately knew what this person was doing.
First seven.
According to some local customs, on the seventh day after death, paper is usually burned to the souls of the deceased so that they can go home and rest in peace.
Tang Jiumin smiled, but there was no warmth in his eyes.
What fun.
Burn paper for those people and let them go home and take a look?
There seems to be nothing wrong with it.
However, this is not their home. Death here is death, death in the true sense, death in which even the soul dissipates.
Liu Ziyun deceived himself, but his actions aroused Tang Jiumin's interest.
Thinking of this, Tang Jiumin left the second floor and walked to Liu Ziyun. He watched the other person burn the paper money intently and kept mumbling something.
If other people saw this scene, they might not be able to bear it, or they might think that Liu Ziyun brought it upon himself, but Tang Jiumin didn't have any pity or hatred, he just came with a purpose.
A person with the fighting power of thousands of mind crystals is burning paper money?
What a joke! If I had such good luck as him, I would never waste time.
So sentimental, like a woman!
"Officer Liu, Bodhisattva Liu, if you are here to burn paper money for those people who are completely dead, is it possible that they can come back alive?"
The words were full of sarcasm.
But his tone was calm, without causing any disturbance.
Tang Jiumin saw Liu Ziyun's hand pause, and then the other person turned back to look at him, his eyes dull.
The whole person is very decadent.
Immediately afterwards, the man opened his mouth, but said nothing for a long time. Finally, he turned to face the brazier and continued to burn paper money.
Is this the end? No, the thugs with thousands of mind crystals cannot be wasted here.
Tang Jiumin raised his eyebrows slightly.
"It's all my fault. I hurt them. This is the only thing I can do for them..."
"Blame me……"
No, as the paper money continued to be burned, the other party began to talk to himself as before, and the content...
When Tang Jiumin heard this, he said sarcastically without any politeness:
"Liu Bodhisattva, what is the custom of the first seven days, have you forgotten? On the seventh day after people die, paper money is burned to let them go home, fulfill their wishes, and find rest."
"Are you going to grant their wish, or are you going to let them come back and suffer this crime and grant your wish?"
When Liu Ziyun heard these last words, he stopped burning paper, clenched his fists tightly, and turned around to glare at Tang Jiumin.
"I'm just sad because I feel sorry for them. It was me who failed to protect them, which led to their death. I just want to do something. Isn't this even possible?"
"Ah, of course you can! You are a Bodhisattva, so of course you can do this, but I think there is a problem."
Tang Jiumin's tone was very easy-going, but then he changed the topic and his tone suddenly became stern: "You were burning paper money for them when you had time, so what did you do then?"
"When you didn't make up your mind to kill the criminal, did you ever think about Jiang Xiong, Jing Jiao, and Cheng Cheng, who would all pay their lives because of your hesitation?"
"When you are here burning paper money and begging them to forgive you, do you think they will really forgive you?"
"No, you are just trying to comfort them. You bully them to death and your souls will be wiped out. You will not stand up and scold you at this time."
"It's really interesting for a living person to bully a dead person into silence."
Under Tang Jiumin's gaze, Liu Ziyun held one hand tightly, with veins protruding on the back of his hand, while the other hand tightly grasped the paper money.
Extremely angry?
However, the other party didn't say a word.
What a good temper, but it seems it's not enough...
Thinking of this, Tang Jiumin knelt down, looked at Liu Ziyun, and teased softly:
"Hey, my Officer Liu, tell me, who are you, a policeman who protects the people around you, or a disaster star who sends them to death?"
Liu Ziyun raised his head, his eyes filled with fire, and he almost wanted to take action.
But Tang Jiumin narrowed his eyes and was not frightened at all: "Didn't you say that you didn't dare to shoot before and killed your captain? It was because of your poor marksmanship."
"Then in this trial, your marksmanship is not bad, but very good. So why is it this time?"
"The two of them are too close..." Liu Ziyun opened his mouth, and every word he spoke had a clear vibrato and even a clear swallowing sound.
"If I shoot, I might hit Qu Fei. I..."
"Yes, it might hit, but then, what's the result?"
"what's the result......"
Liu Ziyun was shaking all over. He lowered his head and said, "In the end, because of my mistake, Cheng Cheng died."
Tang Jiumin continued: "This is strange, then why does Cheng Cheng, a novice, dare to shoot? His marksmanship is better than ours, Liu Bodhisattva?"
silence.
Liu Ziyun lowered his head and stopped talking. Instead, he picked up the paper money and wanted to put it into the brazier.
Tang Jiumin stood up and suddenly kicked the brazier, sending the brazier far away.
"They don't want the waste paper you burned, but they want you to answer why."
Straightening up and looking at the livid Liu Ziyun, Tang Jiumin continued to stimulate.
"Obviously they all could have survived, but because of your kindness, oh, no, because of your personal ideas, they all died."
"why?"
"I didn't expect such a situation to happen. I didn't know that Xu Wuqiang secretly untied the rope. I..."
"No, no, no, that's not why..."
Tang Jiumin suddenly shook his head and interrupted Liu Ziyun's explanation, with a mocking tone in his tone.
"But why are your rules!"
"Why, it's more important than human life!"
"The goal is to protect the people, but the result is to kill everyone. Even if you try hard these days and abide by your so-called police rules, what's the use? Efforts without results are just a joke."
Tang Jiumin shook his head again and walked to the training room. He looked back at Liu Ziyun and said:
"Oh, by the way, I suggest you prepare well. There will be a group of people waiting for you to kill them in the next trial."
"When they wake up, they will definitely say, Comrade police, Comrade Bodhisattva, save me, save me~"
