Orc God-level Miner

An Ran almost didn't jump up after watching Wen Renle take out the thing.

Wipe... what's this?

Semi-auto rifle

You can play with a small revolver. What is it going to do with such a large-scale destruction weapon? No man dislikes guns. An Ran's basic knowledge of guns still comes from the popular online gunfight game "Cross X-ray", which was crazy after that.

Huaguo's gun control is very strict. An Ran never had a chance to touch a real gun in his last life until he passed through. Unexpectedly, he just briefly talked about the operation and stayed away. Wen Renle really fiddled with this stuff.

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't a large number of old men write and calculate for a few years to produce a result? Is Wenrenle too ghostly talent or the scientific research workers in China are really too good?

An Ran burst into tears on that face, what is this? Wait for him someday, landmines, gunpowder, and anti-aircraft guns will also be mobilized. Who can stop him when he is rampaging the orc mainland? Is the bear of the earth thick? Is the mammoth very defensive?

How many shots can you withstand?

Among the few people who sat in the stands with An Ran and watched, the most frightening was Fatty Lu. He and Wen Renhao had been brothers for three years. He was no stranger to Wen Renle. Now standing in the ring, this guy is really Wen Renhao. That waste brother in your mouth?

Damn it

If this is waste material, does the Orc Continent still have it?

"What is this again?" Fatty Lu muttered, seeing that Renle changed another piece of equipment, his eyes rounded.

"That's a semi-automatic rifle." An Ran replied casually.

Fatty Lu clearly noticed something unusual, he turned his head back, and his scrutiny gaze fell on An Ran. "Brother Xiaoran, how do you know so clearly?" Fat Lu felt that An Ran would not let go easily. He was ready to argue. Who knew An Ran raised his eyebrows and said frankly: "I introduced this stuff to me. his."

boom

This news is even more horrifying than hearing that people are happy to take this lethal weapon itself. How could a non-orc, a defenseless non-orc, and a non-orc with no combat experience design such a terrifying weapon?

Fatty Lu was skeptical about this news.

Seeing his constantly changing expression, An Ran knew what he was thinking, shrugged, and a certain non-orc said lightly: "The orc warrior has a strong body, who can specialize in weapons and use external force, that is, I am unarmed, for Why can't I protect myself?"

"Then you tell him and don't tell us?" Fatty Lu stared, and his chubby face was finally bent into two small crescents. "Brother Xiaoran, are you really An Qi's brother?". The younger brother shouldn’t give priority to the older brother. Why would it be cheap to smell such an ineffective orc cub?

Fatty Lu is very happy with this look, and An Ran wants to laugh all the way. He held back with difficulty, and hummed twice, "Tell you or tell my brother? Do you really think that Lele can do it and you can do it?".

TUT doesn't take such a look down on people. What else does Fatty Lu want to say, An Ran said again: "Or I will tell you exactly the same thing. Anyway, you have seen the prototype, so you should come out and take a look?"

silent.

Fatty Lu is also self-aware, so he can do anything with PK, just don't let him do it. "Uh... forget it, I turned around to ask Lele for help, is this big guy easy to use? Just the little guy is good."

An Ran was ashamed, he shouldn't have hope for Fat Lu.

"The one just was a small wheel pistol. It's totally incomparable with this one. The range, power, and so on are far worse. Also, Lele is now taken by me. I want to do things for Mao? I only know how to bully people. I've never shown anyone a good face, what do you want to do now when you call it so affectionate?" An Ran curled his lips, with an expression of "I see through you".

borrow? What to borrow? Nima wants to borrow for a lifetime, right?

"Hey, Mouse's younger brother is of course my younger brother. Who are we with whom" Shameless is too shameless, An Ran feels that he has no lower limit, but he didn't expect the real best product to be here. The younger brother of the mouse is my younger brother, and the useful one is your younger brother. Why don’t you rush to call him father?

Besides, Wen Renhao didn't regard him as his younger brother.

In a few words, a new round of competition has already begun. The one who was on the same stage with Wen Renle was a speed-type warrior. As soon as he got on the ring, his nostrils were upturned and said: "You rely on weapons to win. I am not the trash you encountered before. Your speed can't help me at all."

At this time, the game had already started, and the boy on the opposite side was still talking nonsense. He smiled happily and picked up the semi-automatic rifle "Boom Boom Boom Boom" and fired several rounds in a row. The guy on the opposite side seemed inadvertent, but in fact he was always on guard, his mouth was constantly moving, and his brain also predicted Wen Renle's actions in advance. As soon as Wen Renle pulled the trigger, his end moved, no Speaking of completely avoiding the bullets, five or six grabbed them and didn't hit any vital parts.

The boy was even more terrified, enduring the pain and gritted his teeth to provoke him. An Ran was full of black lines. Is this really the grandest academic year test of the most powerful Warrior Academy in the Southern Continent?

Why is Nima so scolding like a shrew?

Wen Renle’s warm-up shots pushed the unknown orc cub to the highest point of his life. Faced with such a sharp new weapon, after folding so many people, he escaped several shots in succession. bullet.

What he relies on is the blessing of talent and skill speed, which is more like a symbol of strength in the eyes of others.

Wen Renhao's father has been paying attention to the movements of his boss, he is not rare at all about the twins in the family, although they look exactly the same in appearance. His father accidentally glanced at the ring where Wen Renle was, and when he saw such a scene, he only said one sentence: "Welcome to the side, you can't be in the elegant hall."

Wipe, the guys in the cold weapon age even dislike hot weapons

It's funny.

Fortunately, he heard that he was alone in one of the stands, his father's cynicism was heard by no one except the little cubs around him. Fatty Lu also frowned at this time. Wenrenle's tricks seemed to be good, low-cost and labor-saving, but is this too helpless for speed-type orc warriors?

Hum, An Ran glanced at him with a smile, and said, "This is just a test product just taken out. See the effect, and it will be further improved in the future. From the current situation, although it can't hit the point, it is laughing. Quite a lot, if you look at Lele again, he is clean, but he hasn't moved a step under his feet since he took the stage. "What does this mean?

Even if it is a protracted battle, when the opponent's energy is exhausted, the state of Wenrenle is indeed 100 full. Even if it is forced to do it, who will win the match between the physically full and almost collapsed?

Fat Lu was shocked.

"Stop talking, look now." Fan Lin, who hadn't spoken for a long time, spoke for the first time.

I saw Wen Renle wipe the semi-automatic rifle in his hand a few times. When everyone thought he was going to continue the attack, Wen Renle stopped his movements and showed a mouthful of white teeth and looked at the opposite side.

The orc cub who was confronting him suddenly felt shuddering. His muscles were tense and he was about to be on guard, and his limbs were suddenly limp and weak.

Then crashed to the ground.

Oops, fooled

"This...what's the situation?"

An Ran smiled very proudly. At present, it seems that Wen Renle should be the most successful one of his training. "Why haven't you seen it yet? Isn't this the trick your rats are used to"

"You said... the medicine? But he didn't even touch the corner of the other party's clothes from beginning to end..." The voice stopped abruptly. When something happened, his uncle shamelessly dropped the medicine on the warhead. "I **** so cheap"

Nodding in agreement, An Ran said: "Not only is he cheap, but he is also peerless." Fatty Lu is smart, smart, or too upright. An Ran felt that he had to take this opportunity to preach him ideologically. "Fat brother, have you ever heard a word?"

"what?"

"You must win first, and then you can pursue the gorgeousness of the means. The loser has no say. History is compiled for the winner." This was said by his middle school history teacher when Enron was still in China. Thinking about it carefully, it is indeed the case. Young people always pursue the magnificence of the process too much, and obscure the purpose they need to achieve.

An Ran didn't know if Fatty Lu understood what he meant by saying this, of course, even if he didn't understand, he could only stop. You are not him, how can you ask others to be as wretched as you? What the Orc Continent admires is perseverance, courage, and bravery, not cunning. Insignificance without a lower limit is not a good character recognized by others.

The orc cub suddenly fell to the ground, making many people unable to react.

What happened again?

Suddenly, a voice rang loudly amidst a rustling sound: "He prescribes the medicine."

The crowds onlookers understood it, and they all sighed with emotion, saying that they had a strange pair of twin brothers. The old 2 was a idiot. He kept himself in the room all day and fiddled with the ridiculous things, ruining his talent in vain.

The rumors are not credible

In the twins, they only saw one thing-wretched. If everyone's gaze drifted towards Wen Ren's side of the stand, Wen Renhao's father's face was green, his hands clenched into fists, he wanted to swear, and he wanted to drag the two dead cubs back. Is the battle test at Maca Academy a place for him to mess around?

Don't say that he is just the master of Wenren's family, even if the master of Wenren's family is here, he dare not be presumptuous.

The Orc Continent advocates battle, and the annual battle test of the Maca Academy cannot be desecrated. The test field has its own rules, and they will punish the cubs who violate the rules. Wen Renhao and Wen Renle are still standing on the ring at this time. What does this mean? Explain that all their actions are within the scope permitted by the rules.

The school did not say that weapons or medicines cannot be used. It is these boys who have a narrow mindset and have misunderstood them.

"This is unfair and such a result can't be counted." The losing cubs began to clamor. From the first to the seventh grade, they only have this opportunity to make their heads out every year. They have been practicing hard for a year, that is, for the three days before. They came here with hope, but they didn't expect to be eliminated in such a shameful way. What is this?

This is an insult

How can such scores be counted?

The old dean White Beard quietly stood on the highest judges' bench. He closed his eyes, as if he hadn’t seen anything, and everything was in full view. The boys were not convinced, crying and shouting, asking the school to give an explanation to cancel the pair. When the wretched brother was testing his qualifications, he stood up and said something--

"On the battlefield, no one will make an appointment with you. If you lose, you lose."

All the cubs who betrayed and exited looked at the highest judges' bench in astonishment, the old dean of Maca College, the legendary has a hot temper and a perverse personality, which is in his eyes, whatever you want, he will help if he smashes the big basket. Wipe your ass. He doesn't look down on it, regardless of your natural background, scum is scum, this old man hasn't said anything in public for many years? The appearance was also pretending to be a statue. Unexpectedly, this time he would speak in order to hear about these two orc cubs.

What does he want to express?

Is it appreciation?

All the orc cubs on the ten arena stopped their movements, and they all looked in one direction. The old man's scrutinizing eyes swept over them one by one, as if with infinite coercion, several cubs couldn't help but soften their feet, and most of the rest just gritted their teeth and stood still.

"You remember what I just said, if you lose, you will lose, and there will be another chance next year." He paused, and then continued for a long while, "Our Maca Academy battle test rule is: Win as long as you win. Means whatever"

At this time, An Ran also looked up at the high platform in the distance. The old man is no stranger to him. This is the second time I have seen him. The old dean of Maca College is really a lovely old fellow.

His ideas are avant-garde, he is right.

Do everything possible to win, this is the only rule.

An Ran smiled.

After the old man said this sentence, he returned to sit down and pretend to be a statue. The test continued, and Wen Renhao continued to test various medicinal properties on the ring. As for Wen Renle, he seemed to dislike this kind of ineffective fighting method. Guns and ammunition were his patent, and he had to rely on medicine if he couldn't beat it with a gun. Isn't that the same as his stupid brother?

Hmm...Although An Ran also said that applying medicine to the bullet is a good method, can you avoid the critical point and keep the gun empty? Who dares to say this? Well, Wen Renle told himself that this can be used as a last resort on the beast tide or on the battlefield. As for now, in front of all the people in the imperial capital, what he wants to show is the power of guns and ammunition, rather than advertising for the Pharmacist Association.

The small wheel pistol can be used for sneak attacks, light and small, easy to carry, and unexpected.

The semi-automatic rifle can be said to be the most tasteless of the three gun types. It is large and powerful, although it is much stronger than the small wheel pistol, but it has not reached the point of sublimation. Wen Renle frowned, he was waiting for one. A powerful opponent, an opponent who can make him sacrifice a submachine gun.

After three more rounds, the opportunity finally arrived.

Who is this hapless child?

It is Peng Yuhao, you are not mistaken, he is Peng Yuhao.

This guy provoked Enron two days ago and was poisoned. He spent a lot of money to get a high-efficiency detoxification pill at the auction house. The Peng family is a real upstart, with no political foundation, just rich. In such a family, Peng Yuhao is the only child with a good talent, and he is placed high hopes by all the Peng family.

Peng Yuhao went to the imperial capital aristocratic circle. He wanted to use Maca Academy as a springboard to get acquainted with some aristocratic children and slowly gain real aristocratic status. The word nouveau riche is a flaw in the entire family, and they are not short of money. After taking the Poison Pill, the Peng family bought a small piece of high-grade jade for Peng Yuhao to absorb and recover, and the vitality that had been injured in An Ran's hands was basically recovered.

When he walked out of Peng's house again, he had become the protagonist of the scandal.

Don't get me wrong, this is not a peachy scandal. The news that the Peng family single cub was knocked down by a weak non-orc, his hands and feet twitched, and the news that his mouth was foaming has spread throughout the imperial capital. These children of wealthy people always act ostentatiously. In the imperial capital, he can't say how well-known he is, but he also has a familiar face. In normal times, this was considered his proud capital. This time, he wished that no one in the entire emperor knew him.

Shameful

There are people pointing and pointing wherever he goes. Self-hypnosis has no effect at all. He can clearly hear the lowered laughter of others, "Well, that's the one who was knocked down by the non-orc." "What's his name? Oh, it's Peng Yuhao." "Look, he looks pretty handsome, but I didn't expect it to be a strong and dry foot."

Peng Yuhao hated An Ran so much that he wanted to peel him off.

But he said, isn't he just a non-orc, let him prepare for the battle test, and strive to win the position of chief to win glory for the Peng family. As for the non-orc, he can't get out of the imperial capital. The account can be calculated slowly. Peng Yuhao was persuaded, he was used to ignoring the strange eyes of others.

Endure, endure to death.

A knife on the head of forbearance

TUT, after he didn't respond to the cold treatment, those unpleasant words seemed to be less. After two difficult days, the academy battle test began. Peng Yuhao took a sigh of relief and was about to kill the Quartet. He just killed a few small shrimps, and he ran into Wen Renle head-on.

Peng Yuhao looked down upon Wenrenle, even after seeing the power of guns.

He despised this kind of soft egg who can only rely on external forces to be incapable of himself.

"You still have time to admit defeat, otherwise, don't blame me for not giving you a chance when you lose face."

Wen Renle didn't even hear what he said, he frowned and looked at Peng Yuhao. Although he was following An Ran, he has been busy researching for a few days, and he didn't even know that the imperial capital was so raging. Wen Renle felt that this guy was familiar, and it took him a long time to remember who it was.

"Oh, you're the one who was slapped and thrown out of the ring by An Qi during the test last year and went straight to the judge's bench... uh... what's your name?"

Some people are born with MT and have their own taunting skills, which can attract a lot of hatred everywhere.

Wenrenle is one.

Peng Yuhao was so angry that he didn't set off. With this sentence, he completely exploded others. What Wen Renle said was the only objective fact he knew. He was really trying very hard to remember who was standing on the opposite side. Unexpectedly, a sentence hit the red heart and Peng Yuhao was violent. "Okay, very good, listen carefully, my name is Peng Yuhao, and the unbehaved child will be punished, and this name will stay in your memory forever."

Wen Renle was no different from Peng Yuhao’s angry feelings of resentment. After the other party gritted his teeth and said, his eyes lit up, "Oh, that’s the name," he rubbed his hands, as if a little nervous, and brought it again. Click to discuss the meaning, "Next, I'm going to be serious, it may be a little dangerous, I hope you will pay attention to safety and cooperate with you."

"Puff puff"

Fatty Lu sprayed, sprayed safely, even his brother Wen Renhao who had never given him a good face also sprayed.

For the first time in more than 20 years, Wen Renhao said words of encouragement to his brother.

"Wen Renle, do it hard. You are not my brother if you don't beat him to the ground." This shout came from the ring on the farthest side.

Wen Renle, who was about to do it, frowned again.

He listened to what his brother said, "Does it have to be full of teeth? It's easier to kill him."

...

Silent, all kinds of silent.

Does this guy really don't understand or pretend to understand? It's still humorous to hear other people's secrets.

Wen Renhao's father covered his face and couldn't stand it anymore. Even Enron, who has always been very strong in connection, stayed for a while, this guy, who is called a ghost scientist, is it natural to stay?

Idiots and geniuses are often just a thin line apart.

Wen Renle was still thinking about his brother's suggestion, and Peng Yuhao couldn't help but turned into a beast and rushed forward with a roar. The saber-toothed tiger, three meters long and two meters high, was severely depilated by Enron's poison. In addition to its mighty and domineering, the bald back had a strange sense of joy.

"It's only been two days since he has gone to shave his hair. This look is really avant-garde." An Ran nodded with emotion.

With that serious look, the surrounding orc cubs shivered.

Isn't he making a bad idea again?

The stands were pretty leisurely, and the ring was another scene. The moment Peng Yuhao rushed up, Wen Renle moved his feet. This was the first time he moved since he took the stage. He quickly avoided to one side and turned towards Peng Yuhao. At that time, he opened the zipper of the backpack on his back and put the semi-automatic rifle in. All the actions were completed when Peng Yuhao's first round of attacks failed to prepare for the second attack, and An Ran finally took out the last black weapon.

The distance was too far apart, except for An Ran, no one could see the difference between the one Wen Ren Lexin took out and the previous one.

You can't see the details, just look at it from the head, the difference is not big.

However, since he took it out at this time, this guy must be useful.

Fatty Lu's squinted eyes widened again, for fear of missing any detail. An Ran couldn't bear to see him like this, and took the initiative to introduce: "This is a submachine gun."

People who have never been in contact with hot weapons can't tell the difference between submachine guns and semi-automatic rifles. Fatty Lu was still at a loss. He sighed and said, "You know it when you look at it."

Things that are too professional can't be explained at the level of Enron.

On the ring, Wen Renle took a few steps to the side to widen the distance between the two. Then he stood still with his feet, curled the corners of his lips slightly, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "This is my sincerity." Once he finished speaking, he pulled the trigger.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom..."

This time, the battle was completely changed. It no longer made a "bang" when pulling the trigger twice as before. Wen Renle aimed at Peng Yuhao and pulled the trigger, and all the bullets were shot out by themselves. Wen Renle only did one thing-predicting Peng Yuhao's dodge trajectory and intercepting it in advance with his submachine gun. This level can no longer be regarded as a comparison or a fight in the ordinary sense. The Sabre-toothed Tiger is a powerful beast with a huge body that can't dodge machine guns.

Even the white-bearded old dean on the judging bench stood up abruptly. Peng Yuhao was very dangerous. Before the machine gun stopped shooting, he would surely hit him in the heart.

"The protective cover...fast...the protective cover opens"

Everyone in the stands stood up, and they looked at the central arena in horror. Those who had mocked and bullied Wenrenle all shivered. At this moment, they saw Satan waving his wings.

The last bullet was bounced away just before it hit the heart, the sacred barrier was opened, and Peng Yuhao was passed down the ring in a golden light. "Wear people happy to win"

"No" Although he was seriously injured, Peng Yuhao did not lose consciousness. When the referee announced Wen Renle's victory, he yelled out of control, "I don't believe it, he is a trash, why does he win me? Why does he win? Me?" After two consecutive blows within three days, Peng Yuhao's mental condition was extremely poor and he was on the verge of collapse.

Who is Wenrenle, he is a recognized monster. How could he lose to a monster as a second-time student in the third grade?

"He smells happy?"

"A monster he is a monster"

On the ring, Wen Renle straightened his back and calmly accepted everyone's horror, fear, or questioning eyes. He glanced over their faces one by one, as if he was looking for someone, and he didn't seem to see anything. He saw Wenren's grandstand, his father looked at the remote ring intently, although he was ready, he was still a little sad.

Wen Renle has not been taken seriously since he was a child. He only hopes that even once, his father can shift his attention from Wen Renhao to him.

He waited for more than twenty years, but never once. Wen Renle stood proudly on the stage to accept everyone's admiration. He stroked the submachine gun in his arms as if he was petting his most beloved baby.

His father doesn't like him, his father doesn't take him seriously, and his brother looks at him upset.

It doesn't matter, he still has a machine gun, maybe in the future, he has more inventions.

An Ran said that he is useful, more useful than these talented orc cubs who have devoted themselves to cultivation. Ordinary orc warriors can be copied infinitely, and the one who died can be picked up immediately. Wenrenle is different, he is irreplaceable.

The people of the Peng family were crying and roaring to find Wenrenle to settle the accounts. The most promising orc warrior of the Peng family almost died under the machine gun in his hand. Wenrenle laughed, facing the viciously trying to tear them apart. Wen Renle smiled happily on his face.

He stretched out his right hand and made a shot in the direction of the stand where Peng's family was.