My doppelganger drama

"How is this kind of weapon made? The material doesn't look special, but the mechanism inside takes into account both strength and weird deformation..." Luo Xi stroked the anchor in his hand, familiar with the feel.

After taking it in his hand, he felt the weight of the weapon.

He can't swing the anchor with one hand at all now. Although the anchor sword can still be used freely in disassembly mode, there is still some way for him to use the complete anchor composed of the anchor crown and the anchor rod freely.

But what the heck, he really couldn't put it down.

Even so, Luo Xi's eyes kept glancing at the gun on the old man's waist.

Mahad smiled and said, "What? You want a gun?"

"Let's consider both long and short distances..." Luo Xi defended his greed.

"Most of the existing firearms have limited effect on sea monsters, unless they are large artillery, but that has nothing to do with us fighting alone. Weapons that can inflict wounds on the prey to the greatest extent and drain their blood are the most favored by us. ." Mahad said simply.

"But firearms are really useful against people, here." The old man randomly picked up a silver musket from the house and handed it to Luo Xi.

Luo Xi weighed it, it was heavy, and then got a small bag containing some bullets from the old man.

"If you don't have enough, you can ask me for it, but I hope there won't be that time in a short time." The old man said.

Luo Xi nodded, loaded the gun, then aimed at the nearby trees with a very cool gesture, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

The sound of gunshots echoed like muffled thunder.

Luo Xi felt that his arm was almost torn, and the grass next to the tree shook violently, marking the result of the shot.

Luo Xi squatted on the ground, covering his shoulders.

The old man couldn't help laughing: "What are you doing?"

"..." Luo Xi said nothing.

…

Others in the theater also laughed.

Although Red was the only person present who could seriously play with guns, and even Red did not often use firearms, this did not prevent Luo Xi from winning everyone's laughter with such a real and shameful performance.

…

"Put it away, it's useless now." The old man said.

Luo Xi stood up, looked at the gun and said, "It's different from what I thought."

"Isn't it as cool as you thought?"

"No..." Luo Xi's face darkened, and he said seriously: "I thought it could produce your special gunfire and flames."

The gunshot just now was indeed loud and deafening, but Luo Xi didn't feel anything in the loud sound. It was really just loud.

The bullets fired did not have that kind of special effect. Although it could be seen that the power was a bit exaggerated, it still did not have the effect he wanted.

"Of course you don't have that effect. We'll talk about this later." The old man shook his head and said.

Seeing this, Luo Xi stopped messing around, put away his gun and held on to the anchor.

The old man took out a small jar, shook some of the light red dust inside into the sea water, and then stepped back.

"Bait?" Luo Xi asked.

The old man nodded.

Soon, Luo Xi heard a familiar and strange voice.

"Drink... drink..." Heavy breathing came from the sea water, and the figures of four strange fish appeared in the ebb and flow of the tide, stepping onto the shore with powerful steps.

Luo Xi held his breath, and after these fish landed, their eyes had been locked on the old man and Luo Xi, looking at the old man more frequently.

"Go and hunt them." Mahad retreated slowly, his breath becoming weak, and the fish monsters immediately changed their targets and looked at Luo Xi.

Obviously, in Luo Xi's eyes, the old man simply took two steps back.

"Aren't you teaching?"

"Hunters learn from hunt to hunt."

"The mortality rate of you novice hunters is quite high." Luo Xi, who had understood the old man's character, became increasingly bold in his words.

"Yes, because there is too little time." The old man said with a sigh.

Luo Xi was silent for a moment, then dragged the anchor, leaving a long ravine on the sand and walked towards the Fish Head Four in front of him.

…

Luo Xi's first hunt as a novice ended quite quickly. For some unknown reason, Yu Tou Si did not attack him immediately but chose to sniff his scent tentatively.

So Luo Xi took a few steps to bring their positions together.

When the four fish monsters finally made the decision to attack and pounced on them, the anchor swung up and caught all four fish monsters in one go.

Blood splashed on the beach, and the three strange fish turned into meat on the spot. Half of the body of the remaining one was gouged off by the sharp blade of the anchor claw. Finally, its bright eyes stared at Luo Xi for a moment, and died.

Kind of cool.

After that day, every few days, the old man would call Luo Xi to go hunting.

Of course, sometimes it was really hunting. The rabbits, wild boars, and even foxes and wolves in the mountains were mainly for Luo Xi to practice his marksmanship.

Luo Xi's hands are not very skillful, but his brain is a little better. He likes to predict and is good at observing weaknesses and opportunities. Therefore, even though it was a bit difficult at the beginning, he quickly entered the development stage after improving his skills.

The improvement in physical fitness has finally allowed him to strike a handsome pose and shoot with one hand, which is gratifying.

He swung the anchor and killed more than a dozen strange fish, but he didn't even fire a cool shot to make him happy.

The script time moved forward rapidly, and one year passed in the blink of an eye.

Over the course of a year, Luo Xi gradually integrated into the village and was welcomed by most people in the village. He was no longer the same "pig" who was tied into the village.

It is impossible to do this simply by working. The important thing is that he successfully hunted and killed small groups of sea monsters during several sea monster landings. This feat, whether it was fear or awe, was considered a blessing to him. Good thing.

The white hair that had not been taken care of all year round had grown long and hung down on his shoulders like kelp, covering his beautiful eyes.

His temperament has become a little gloomy, perhaps because he has been fighting sea monsters all year round.

But that's it, the overall changes are not too big, and you won't be rejected if you go to the mountains to drink.

But if two people don't like to drink together, they might as well have a book club, because drinking without each other getting drunk will somewhat ruin the atmosphere. They preferred to talk nonsense together about the books in his workshop, saying that they could write better with their own feet than these useless articles.

Then after a few weeks of chatting, we found that we hadn’t even written anything yet, and finally let it go.

…

At this point in the play, Luo Xi's life has gradually stabilized, and there is no turning point for a while.

Fu Kong liked to watch the scenes of hunting sea monsters, but when he saw that there were more daily scenes in the back, he said hello and left.

After that, the good man seemed to be a little tired.

The Demon Lord felt sleepy, so he went back to sleep. Red stayed the longest, but something seemed to be happening over there again, so he just put down his face and went back to "work".

In the end, Wan Yi was left to watch alone for a while. After hearing the clone say something was going on outside, he temporarily closed the script and stopped the performance.

Wan Yi opened his eyes and understood what happened based on the synchronization.

A troublemaker appeared again. Although this time he did not appear madly and directly in the center of the city, it still caused quite a stir.

The last news about the arrest of the troublemaker in the center of the city has not yet been resolved, and then another one came out, and the relevant discussions within the city are hotly discussed.

Even though the refugee community was the last to know about this, some people have already started talking about it.

Wan Yi's clone hit the scene directly.

"It was a social beast in the West District. He suddenly collapsed on the way to work. He used a stick made of ether to sweep around the most crowded road, causing a large number of casualties."

Wan Yi read this part of the memory and sighed a little: "Have I mentioned a similar situation before?"

"Why did he suddenly awaken again? Is the probability of the disaster person awakening so high?" A clone was confused.

"Things are getting interesting."

"Is there any possibility of man-made transformation of ordinary people into disasters?"

"Who knows, maybe someone in this world has mastered the core technology."

"Then we don't know if we can improve this core technology."

"Do we need it?"

"I think it's interesting to make people die socially."

While the clones were chatting, the live broadcast of the clone who was eating melon took a turn.

Different from the previous pictures and texts, this time the planning department reacted very quickly. They quickly locked the opponent with one operation, restrained him, sprayed him with pesticides, and captured this social beast on the spot in a short time.

"The melon is gone."

"That's it? That's it?"

"I thought I would get away with it, or else I would have a second breakthrough under pressure."

"Follow me." Wan Yi suddenly demanded.

"Um?"

"Oh oh oh, it's true. It's the first time I saw the troublemaker being arrested. Then maybe I can find the place where the troublemaker is imprisoned in this city?" A clone reacted.

"Send a few more people, those with guaranteed combat effectiveness and those who are good at reconnaissance, to prevent accidents." Wan Yidao.

The clones quickly followed the request and took action with great efficiency.

The melon-eating clone followed first, and then several clones that met the requirements followed his instructions and took their positions to complete the task handover.

The melon-eating clone did not continue to follow. He did not meet the requirements and was just an idler wandering the streets. Now he was going to order French fries to fulfill the meaning of the clone's life.

Today I was very moved to see someone actually willing to draw my imaginary weapons, so I added an update.