Struggle in the Steam Age

"Anne Oakley." Lawrence raised his eyebrows excitedly after seeing the name, because according to the information given by the mirror before, if the price paid is too low, only some ordinary people in history can be summoned.

And this time he seems to have heard of the name, which means that the person summoned this time can bring him stronger power than the ancient Greek heavy armored warrior last time.

At the same time, his previous experience allowed him to recall all the materials he had read in his two lifetimes, so after frowning and thinking for a while, he finally remembered the introduction of this lady he had read when he was rummaging online:

Anne Oakley is an American who began to practice marksmanship at the age of five. At the age of 16, she challenged and won the famous sharpshooter at the time and her future husband, Frank Butler. She then became a star of the Buffalo Bill Circus, specializing in trick shooting with pistols and rifles, such as hitting a coin tossed 27 meters away.

Her marksmanship later became a legend in the western United States, and even the name, Annie Oakley, became a pronoun for various free tickets, because Oakley had the shooting stunt to punch through the playing cards thrown in the air, and was beaten by the ticket inspector The ticket to the hole is like a playing card she hits with a gun.

Thinking of this, Lawrence immediately began to communicate with the four little black flowers. Sure enough, of the two skills, except for riding, he was special shooting, and his talents were dynamic vision and agility.

"This—" Lawrence fell into deep thought when he saw these four options. Except for the riding skill that was temporarily unused, he was very interested in the remaining three items.

But after thinking about it for a minute or two, he chose the special shooting skill. Soon a yellow fruit wrapped in white mist fell into his hand.

Lawrence once again watched Anne Oakley's life, and the parts that were clear in his memory were all related to shooting. As he watched these memories, a large number of skills were instilled in his mind, and at the same time, a subtle heat flow began to flow in his body. After a few minutes, the heat flow disappeared, and he absorbed the knowledge.

After glancing at Jianmu's phantom again, Lawrence left Jianmu's space. Immediately after coming out of the space, he pulled out the pistol from the holster under his left armpit, and then took out the bullets inside and loaded them into inert practice rounds made of rubber.

When everything was ready, he began to practice according to the movements in memory. He was a little jerky at first, but he became more and more proficient later. After only half an hour, Lawrence thoroughly mastered this set of shooting methods.

"Huh——" After the practice, Lawrence took a long sigh of relief and took out a handkerchief from his coat pocket to wipe the sweat off his brow, reloaded the live ammunition, put away the pistol, and sat back on the chair.

"It seems that this kind of skill still needs some talent to support it. Now I can shoot down coins thrown up 15 meters away with a pistol at most. If it is farther away, there is a high probability of missing the target." Lawrence leaned on the back of the chair thinking. "This is because I had a relatively rich shooting experience before, and at the same time strengthened my body to achieve what I am now."

"But this level of shooting is enough, at least for me now." Lawrence subconsciously put his hand on the table and tapped it slowly with his index finger. Before coming to Eagle Fort, he followed his adoptive father to study a lot of common sense related to supernatural beings in the church. One of them is that most low-level supernatural creatures can be destroyed with bullets.

Just like the vast majority of people in this world are still ordinary people even if there is extraordinary power, those extraordinary monsters are not all as powerful as gods.

For example, the most common goblins in various places in the wild, even an ordinary person can win in one-on-one hand-to-hand combat without losing courage. And if there are enough guns and ammunition and a strong house, as long as they are not attacked by surprise, two or three armed people under the cover of the house are enough to repel the small group of goblins with less than a hundred people.

And this is the most important use of firearms: they smoothly level the gap in combat power between humans and those low-level monsters that account for the majority of monsters.

"The biggest problem I face now is to join the expedition to explore the underground ruins." Lawrence thought, "As the largest city in the White Eagle Federation, the ruins on the edge of the city cannot be too dangerous, otherwise It has long been disposed of by the strong men of the Federation."

"But it is impossible to say that there is no danger at all. Even in the era of advanced technology in the previous life, the expedition team reported from time to time that someone was injured or even died. Then in this world with extraordinary power, the ruins will only be more dangerous. .”

"However, if you want to integrate into this world and master extraordinary power, then you must never give up this opportunity. So now I can only choose this option that can improve my level in the shortest time to ensure that there are no surprises during this investigation."

As for the dynamic vision and agility just now, it is indeed more useful than shooting skills in the long run, but after weighing the pros and cons, he found that at this time, only by choosing the option that can improve the combat effectiveness in a short time can he gain more benefits in the subsequent expeditions.

"It would be great if I could have them all." Lawrence sighed softly, and quickly adjusted his mood. After all, the current golden finger is enough to defy the sky, he should know how to be content.

"Hey, we college students, the meal is ready, come down and eat." Just as he was sitting in the chair thinking, the hearty voice of Aunt Susan downstairs passed through the wooden door into the room along the corridor .

"I'm here." Lawrence recovered from his thoughts, then put on his coat to cover the holster under his arm and went downstairs.

This world is similar to the world before Lawrence in many ways, for example, there are 12 months in a year, 30 or 31 days in each month, 7 days in a week, and 24 hours in a day. Everything is not much different from the previous world except that the moon is blue.

When going downstairs, Lawrence looked at a somewhat old wall clock placed at the corner of the stairs. This is also the most precious treasure that Aunt Susan's husband, a former staff sergeant of the White Eagle Federation, sacrificed to this tavern before the Sixth Civilization Expedition.

The wall clock showed that it was five o'clock in the afternoon, and most of the workers had not left work at this time. So when Lawrence went downstairs, the tavern was empty except for a few people who were not at work today sitting in a corner playing poker.

"Great pie." After taking the plate of pie and grilled asparagus from the bar counter, Lawrence sat down at a table and ate it. After taking the first bite, he heartfeltly said to the counter Aunt Susan, who was checking the barrels behind, said.

This is not just out of etiquette. After taking the first bite, Lawrence felt that the crispy pie crust was penetrated. Lawrence tasted the successful combination of mushroom, cheese, onion and chicken flavors in the filling, making the whole pie delicious. very delicious.

"Ah, that's good." Aunt Susan washed her hands in the basin in the corner, "Do you want another serving? I see you ate a lot for breakfast today."

"No need." Lawrence shook his head with a smile. The meal he ate this morning was mostly a sequelae of body strengthening, and his appetite returned to normal levels in the evening. "I think this morning may be because I didn't eat dinner yesterday and I was injured."