"Whirring whirring……"
Although this was not the first time, the feeling of having his head blown off still made Feng Xue subconsciously arch her body.
The numbness in the back of his head slowly receded, and the hurt he suffered in the dream was quickly fading as his thoughts cleared.
Feng Xue, who woke up in a daze, touched the spot where he was supposed to be shot. He breathed a long sigh of relief with lingering fear, and then lay back on the bed to avoid excessive attention from the prison guards.
"At a distance of nearly twenty meters, excluding the one that was bound to miss, only two and a half of the five shots hit. For a novice, is this good or bad?" Feng Xue recalled the battle before his death, and asked: It's just a feeling of powerlessness.
Because even if he really received professional training, and the bullets in his hand could only fire six shots, he could at most kill the three nearest enemies within the acceleration time, and then try to shoot from a distance or pick up the three killed ones. Use human weapons to see if you can kill one or two, and then when the ten times speed is over, he will still be killed by the remaining few.
After all, ten times the speed is just a physical sensation, and the firing rate of the firearm will not change. No matter how fast the hand is, the structure of the firearm determines that it takes time for the spring to return to its position. Even fully automatic firearms have such limitations.
"If this is something that my predecessor has experienced before, how did he survive without the ten-fold acceleration and destiny trigger? The war structure technique directly creates Gatling? Or activates the mecha? It can't be a single soldier, right?"
Although he was amazed by the legendary experience of his predecessor, Feng Xue finally slowly recovered from the stimulation of being shot in the head from behind. Only then did he have the mood to start retrieving the extra memories after this time. .
Then……
"Fuck! Did my predecessor really take the art exam?"
"Fuck! Did my predecessor really fail the exam?"
"Fuck! My predecessor really joined the army?"
Feng Xue lay on his back on the bed with a confused look on his face. He suddenly felt that he had accumulated a little too much buff.
"No, no, no, maybe it's just a coincidence, calm down, calm down..."
Feng Xue forcibly stopped herself from thinking in the direction of Yi 404. Moreover, if his predecessor was really that kind of person and was sentenced to death, he must have been defeated. How could there be so many people respecting him?
"Yes, that's right, there must be something else hidden!"
Feng Xue finally calmed herself down and began to carefully explore the memory obtained this time.
There isn’t much to say, just the part about failing the art exam. In other words——
"My predecessor didn't save that passerby? Or maybe my predecessor never experienced such a thing at all?"
Feng Xue didn't find this strange at all. After all, the collection category [Multiple Rare Objects] already existed. It was normal for Golden Finger to mix in some of his own cognition and memory before time travel.
After all, it should be impossible for the predecessor to know the term "Yangko star".
"Speaking of which, it seems that I got another inexplicable prop this time."
Feng Xue glanced at the collection column and saw the five-pointed star with unknown meaning. However, even if it came to reality, it still had no special effect.
Shaking his head, Feng Xue returned his attention to the memory of his predecessor.
The reason why the predecessor chose the art exam is similar to that in the plot of Goldfinger. Because he had to balance working to make money and going to school, his grades were not ideal. It was impossible to get into a promising university, and the art exam in this world itself It is related to the profession of architect, so I don’t just look at faces and backgrounds like in my previous life, so I gave it a try.
Needless to say, the result was that he failed.
But the reason is not that he has no talent or that he is not good at painting, but that his paintings look too similar.
This reason sounds a bit ridiculous, but if you think about it carefully, there are no realistic paintings or sculptures in the "History of the Development of Modern Popular Art". It seems that it is not incomprehensible.
This world seems to have a natural disdain for realistic painting style.
The memory of his predecessor came to an abrupt end when he filled out the application for military enlistment, but Feng Xue finally got some useful information——
When the predecessor joined the army, the situation in the Qingyun Kingdom seemed to be very unstable. The specific reason was that there was no relevant information in the memory of the predecessor. It was not known whether it was not unlocked or whether he really did not know the relevant information at that time and only knew the information at that time. The Qingyun National Defense Force is expanding its recruitment and improving the salary of soldiers, so the predecessor chose to join the army.
Although the later memories have not been unlocked, Feng Xue remembers clearly that in the fifth year after his predecessor joined the army, that is, in the 463rd year of the New Calendar, the painting titled "White Rainbow" came out, and even for an artist like him, Bai, can also feel the excitement from that painting.
"In other words, something happened to Qingyun Federation in the fifth year after my predecessor joined the army, which caused the previous sluggish atmosphere to suddenly change. But if this was the case, why was my predecessor in jail? It can't be because of the defeat. So the whole country is celebrating, right? Well, it seems possible, for example, the bad war that has been fought for twenty years is finally over or something..."
Thinking of this, Feng Xue couldn't help but shook his head. If it was a protracted war, then Qingyun would not be able to wait until his predecessor joined the army to improve the military's salary and expand the number of troops.
It is more likely that Qingyun officially decided to start a war around the time when his predecessor joined the army.
"Then the question is, assuming that the "White Rainbow" in 463 is because of the victory in the war, then why am I in prison now?"
Feng Xue touched the stubble that had begun to appear, and glanced at his bracelet. In addition to the special decoration representing the death row prisoner, there was only the number of the cell he was in - 37. This was not a special number. , it should not have any special meaning.
All kinds of possibilities flashed through my mind, but the more I thought about it, the more confused my mind became. In the end, I stopped thinking about it and started thinking about what I should do next.
If the first layer of meat pigeons is childhood, the second layer of meat pigeons is teenagers, then the third layer should be adulthood.
Judging from the development direction of his predecessor, the only options for him as an adult are to be a gangster or a soldier. Of course, if he can take the college entrance examination himself and get good grades, he may also have daily options such as going to college.
However, I know my own affairs well, and it is now more than half a year or more than a month away from the death penalty. It is really a bit fanciful to want to achieve the level of college entrance examination results in a prison environment in this short time.
Rather than getting into a good college, Feng Xue felt that she would be more likely to get good grades if she took some time to learn how to escape from prison.
"Then it's a choice. The difficulty of the third level of the gangster route should be low, but it is obviously a fork in the road. If you continue to go on, it may be difficult to unlock more memories about your predecessor, but the chance of obtaining the collection is greater; and the third level of the soldier route The layer will obviously have to face a large number of high-intensity battlefields, but on the other hand, they can get actual combat training, and if they can unlock the battlefield memories of their predecessors, it will be equivalent to free prostitution combat skills, but the survival rate is worrying."
After pondering the pros and cons of the two routes, Feng Xue's breathing gradually stabilized and she fell into sleep again...
