The most annoying thing about starting a new book for her was not that she couldn't think of a good book title, but that when she thought of a good book title, she found that it had already been used by a rubbish eunuch book.
"No one is taking advantage of it because the title of the book is hard to hear, okay? Just use it and no one will click on it."
Because the food here was uniformly sweet, Meng Fei became more and more worried that his blood would become as sticky as syrup.
"Brother Meng, you are wrong!"
Compared with Fatty Chen's technical topics that she was confused about, she would get excited when talking about writing.
“The most difficult thing about novels is the characters.
“No matter how well you write, it’s really hard to create a character that comes alive in the hearts of readers.
“But what if it’s a character that’s already very fresh in readers’ minds and has a lot of die-hard fans?
"For example, what about the 'Corpse Man' who is rumored to be tearing apart terrorists in midnight cinemas?"
Midnight, hand-torn, body-draping, all the bizarre and far-fetched fantasies forcibly covered his head. Meng Fei felt very troubled when he thought of this.
If he had to give him an image, he always felt that he should be a legendary man like Kaitou Kidd who combines handsomeness and intelligence.
"Ahem," he felt his throat was uncomfortable and had to cough twice, "I hope your new book will be a hit."
After finally finishing his meal, he looked at the goddess app. Sure enough, the exam application he sent has been approved.
The goddess system arranged his exam two hours later, and the exam point was also in the Superpower Bureau.
The examiner arranged for a high-ranking gunman in the bureau.
It was just the examiner's name that made him call him unlucky.
It’s actually tension!
The guy who always seemed to dislike him.
There is no way, the goddess system will automatically select the person in their game who is free and has the highest skill in using firearms as his examiner.
This guy with a military background probably has more experience with guns than anyone else.
If he fails the exam and complains that the examiner was unfair, he can request to change the examiner. But that’s for the future.
The fastest time to change the examiner and retake the exam is after the New Year holiday. This could result in him being defenseless against mortal killers throughout the entire holiday.
Two hours later, he bravely showed up in the firearms training room.
The firearms training room is an empty room of 20 x 10 meters. One of the four walls is a mirror, the other three are white, and the ground is paved with wooden floors.
The ground is divided into two grids by green tape stuck to the wooden floor. Zhang Li was already standing in one of the squares waiting.
Meng Fei walked over without saying a word and stood in the center of a square next to him.
"Have you ever played with a gun?"
Zhang Li asked.
"No." Meng Fei said bluntly.
"When I see that the student who is going to take the exam is you, I really want to refuse."
Zhang Li said coldly. He usually doesn't talk much, let alone to Meng Fei.
"I also want to change the examiner." Meng Fei said truthfully, "Unfortunately, it takes a long time to change."
"I heard that you are called the Corpse Man on the Internet.
"I picked a script that suits you."
"Maybe after this exam, you will be scared out of your wits."
"..."
Meng Fei was speechless. This guy's arrogance is really crazy.
But logically the man is not wrong. A PK between a special forces soldier and a rookie who has never played with a gun? That's how it should turn out.
But if the result is the other way around, and it is the special forces who are abused, and the rookies who abuse others, what is the psychological shadow area of the special forces?
The so-called gun license test is actually a VR game. When it comes to taking the exam, if you can pass the game, you can get a gun license.
The exam script is called: "Zombie Frenzy".
Meng Fei put on his spiritual clothes. The suit is covered with circuits and sensors that accurately capture his movements.
When he is hit, an electric current is emitted from his clothes to cause him to feel pain.
It is said that when some special forces are training, the pain index will be set to full level, allowing them to experience the cruel pain caused by real gunshot wounds during training.
Some people may even be left with a psychological shadow, unable to participate in the war and eliminated.
The pain of his exam will be greatly weakened, and being shot is about the same as being hit by a light punch, so there is nothing to fear.
When putting on the VR helmet, he couldn't help but feel that the technology in this world was indeed slightly better than his previous life.
Rather than saying that it was an illusory helmet covering his head, it was better to say that the whole world was covering it.
There is no pixelation or any unreal feeling.
It was a somber night, with only a few flickering lights on tall buildings in the distance against the dark blue background.
The nearby buildings were messy and dirty, stained with things that I didn't know whether it was graffiti, spray paint or blood. The smell of blood floated in the air.
The cold wind howled between the dilapidated buildings, occasionally blowing some debris and making a rattling sound.
The whole environment made Meng Fei feel very insecure. Fortunately, he tested the "micro-operation" immediately and found that there was no problem.
This is how it should be. Micromanipulation is just a change in the processing program in his brain, and has nothing to do with where the information he needs to process comes from.
He was wearing a police uniform and holding a heavy pistol. This gun is not exactly the same as his ionization gun. But it doesn't matter, he just aims at the target and pulls the trigger.
Tension appeared around him, and he dressed and looked the same as when he was outside.
"Unlimited bullets, but up to three shots per second. After ten consecutive shots, a 1 second cooldown is required.
"The exam lasts for ten minutes, and the content is to shoot zombies, but you must avoid civilians. If any civilian is killed, the exam will be considered a failure.
“The final boss appears in the ninth minute.
"If you kill the boss, you will clear the level immediately. If you are not killed by the boss within 1 minute, it will be considered as clearing the level.
"The final boss is me."
After Zhang Li finished speaking coldly, he looked at the gloomy surroundings.
"The exam videos here will be uploaded, but the conversational audio will not be saved. So this is a safe place to speak."
"Oh? Do you have anything else you want to whisper to me?"
"I want to tell you, stop playing tricks on Ai Ting."
In the illusory world, Zhang Li folded his arms across his chest, revealing the knotted muscles on his dark arms.
"Brother, even if you are a love rival, there is no need to be so direct, right?"
Meng Fei has seen various second male leads in novels, but he has never seen a second male lead who interferes so directly and brutally in other people's internal affairs.
"I'm not a love rival."
"Then you care about me?"
Zhang Yan began to habitually wipe the gun in his hand. Regardless of whether it was reality or fiction, he was used to wiping the gun clean before every attack.
"Do you know the Zhangdao Ai family?"
"You're not saying...Ai Ting is from the Ai family of Zhangdao, right?"
"I did not say anything."
The surname Ai is a common surname in Wutong City, and people with the surname Ai can be seen everywhere. Probably similar to the Li and Zhang surnames he met in his previous life.
But the Zhangdao Ai family is no ordinary Ai family. That was a great aristocrat who had been arrogant since the days of the Kingdom of God. It has been passed down to this day and is still one of the few wealthy families in the Qingmang Kingdom!
