Examination of the Imperial Examination

It was learned from the conversation that Mr. Geralt played for the Ahowa County Scouting Squad in his youth.

The same is true. More than 20 years ago, in a war with the Republic of Intis, the scout team of the Ahova Legion he led was as brave as ever on the battlefield, but it could not be changed. The frontal battlefield was defeated by Intis. The Republic has a high-pressure steam rifle, an army of advanced weapons with six-barreled machine guns, and is ruthlessly crushed.

Since then, they have also gradually withdrawn from the stage of history.

With Geralt's description, he also seemed to be immersed in the passionate years of iron and blood.

Geralt took a sip of the black tea on the table, his face full of nostalgia, immersed in the passionate years of iron and blood, and then said to Alvin.

"I lived with my friend in the northern district of Tingen at the time. He was a knight. As a unit facing the enemy in that war, he was hit even harder. He felt that knights and fighting were out of date. The product, the future era is destined to be replaced by artillery and firearms.”

"And I thought that if the combination of firearms and fighting might have some unexpected effects, I wanted to tell him my thoughts at the time, but he was hit too hard, we had differences, and since then After that, he stayed there and continued to sink, and I embarked on the road of finding the answer in my heart."

At this moment, Alvin muttered in his heart, "Mr. Geralt, it sounds like you are not much better than your friend."

Geralt seemed to see through his mind, smiled and said, "In the years when I was looking, I encountered many setbacks, and I didn't back down. I wanted to show my friends that my decision was right until later. The one thing that really changed me was when I met Williams."

Alvin raised his spirits, combined with what he said earlier, he already had the answer in his heart, and asked, "Extraordinary event?"

"Yes." Geralt sighed deeply.

"On that day, I saw the other side of the world. The incomprehensible things I encountered in the war were all man-made. Is it useful to try to save all of this? Maybe as the friend said, We're really out of touch with the times."

Geralt suddenly said excitedly: "But just a while ago, I suddenly thought that maybe I can teach an Extraordinary student and bring my things to the transcendent realm, so that I am not considered eliminated by the times. ."

"So you already know what happened next. So, can Alvin's questions solve your doubts? Now you can tell me your choice." Geralt looked at Alvin seriously and asked.

"Of course, thank you for clarifying your doubts, Mr. Geralt. I think I can take training this afternoon." After listening to Geralt's explanation, Alvin, who had already put it down, agreed without hesitation when he heard his questioning. .

After all, such an experienced teacher is not easy to find, and of course the other party is frank enough.

"Before that, you still need 1 pound a week to pay for your afternoon food and so on."

"Okay, no problem." Alvin was already prepared, and it was much cheaper than he expected.

After speaking, he pointed to the warehouse, "There's a gardener's uniform for you to put on, and take a **** to the back and turn over the small piece of land."

"Turn the floor?" Alvin felt as if he had heard it wrong, and asked again uncertainly.

"Yes, now you need physical training to strengthen your muscle ability. After the ground flip, you also need to practice squats, running and skipping ropes. After all physical training, you need to practice shooting. Come in groups," Geralt said to Alvin seriously.

A series of professional terms made Alvin stunned for a moment, and instinctively obeyed Geralt's arrangement, obediently went to the warehouse to get the clothes.

Wearing a gardener's uniform, a straw hat, and a hoe, Alvin, who was turning the ground in sweat, glanced at Geralt, who was sitting there leisurely drinking black tea and reading the newspaper, and murmured, "Mr. Geralt, I am. Suddenly I feel that you are looking for students mainly to do farm work for you."

At six o'clock in the evening, in the north area of ​​Pritzker Harbor, in the backyard of Geralt's house.

"Teacher, will shooting here attract the police?" Alvin stood in the backyard looking at the humble ten-meter target in front of him, and asked Geralt next to him with some worry.

"Don't worry, there's no one around here. As a retired soldier, is there a problem with practicing guns occasionally? Besides, I have a comprehensive gun certification." Geralt didn't care about Alvin's question. wave.

"Teacher, but I don't have one!"

Hearing his teacher's answer, Alvin also felt relieved, picked up the revolver he had just done farm work and put it aside, aimed it, but he was not in a hurry to shoot, but seriously recalled the three points and one line of shooting theory on the Internet in his previous life. Shooting has common sense such as recoil.

boom!

The gunshot sounded, the arm trembled slightly, the bullet strayed, and Geralt's voice came.

"Stop practicing, it seems that you need to learn the correct shooting position," Geralt said. He took out his revolver from the holster on his left thigh and set up a shooting position.

"Look carefully" Bang!

10 rings! The target shook, and Alvin had excellent eyesight and could see clearly.

"See clearly?" After shooting, he put away the gun and looked at Alvin.

Alvin nodded. After the promotion, his observation and learning ability have improved by how much than before. He can completely record the teacher's actions just now clearly in his mind.

Geralt raised his chin slightly and gestured towards him. Alvin didn't try again immediately. He closed his eyes and recalled in his mind the actions the teacher had made when he was shooting. He opened his eyes and raised his gun to shoot.

boom! The target vibrated and hit the target.

Seeing this scene, Alvin smiled happily, turned to look at the teacher, Geralt raised his eyebrows at him, "Yes, is this your ability?"

Alvin smiled and nodded and said, "Yes, teacher, I am a reader of Sequence Nine, and my memory and comprehension abilities have improved a lot."

Since Williams already knows that he is an Extraordinary, there is no need to hide it. It is better to admit it generously.

"Reader! It fits your temperament very well. You have a good ability. It seems that our training plan for tomorrow needs some changes." Geralt nodded.

boom! boom! boom

The gunshots kept ringing, and the simple target ten meters away kept shaking. After 44 rounds were fired, he was able to hit the target stably, and sometimes he could hit a good number of rounds.

Seeing Geralt who had finished his practice, he nodded with satisfaction, "You can get started so quickly, you really deserve to be an Extraordinary, you can get 50 more bullets from old William tomorrow, and we'll practice your left hand."

"Good teacher" responded with a smile to Alvin, who felt good for the first shot.

"Mr. Williams said that you have a stunt. Even if he is not careful, he will be hit. Can I see it?" If so, asked curiously.

"Of course, this is not a stunt, as long as you practice hard, everyone can do it." Geralt seemed to be in a good mood. Hearing Alvin's words, he expressed his willingness to demonstrate it to him.

boom!

As soon as Geralt's words fell, gunshots rang out, and the ten-meter target he just used shook.

Alvin, who was still waiting for the teacher's performance, saw Geralt standing beside him shaking his arm, and then he heard a gunshot, and the target ten meters away was hit, 10 rings.

The teacher's hand shocked him. One second he laughed at the wind, and the next second he could kill the enemy ten meters away.

At this moment, he subconsciously wanted to say "..."

Then he felt a little inappropriate, and added in his mind, "Is this the legendary, second shot?"

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Alvin got off the stage carriage tiredly and arrived at Citrus Street. He spent another 1 sole and 3 pence to buy tomorrow's breakfast, and another 1 pence to buy a newspaper from Pritz Harbor. He returned to the alley, no accident. Not far from his own stairs, he found the chestnut-haired drunk again.

Alvin lightly touched his arm to grab the bag under his arm, and his heart was very calm, there was no panic from yesterday.

When going up the stairs, he still complained in his heart, "I dress up the same every day, stay in the same place, a fool can see the problem, okay?"

Walking to the door, Alvin found that his way was blocked, because there was a cat squatting at the door, with a dark body, strange eyes, and silky hair.

The kitten raised its head to look at him, and the eyes of one person and one cat met each other.

"It's you, the little guy, how did you find it here?" After his performance last time, Alvin knew that the cat was too vigilant, so he didn't reach out to touch it this time.

Instead, he took a small piece of white bread from his breakfast ingredients and put it in front of it.

"Let's eat." Then he took out the key and opened the door, carefully avoiding the kitten and entering the door sideways.

The kitten didn't eat the piece of bread directly, but looked at Alvin when he turned around, a thought flashed in his eyes.

After Alvin entered the room, he didn't close the door. Looking at the black kitten, he curiously stretched out his head and looked inside, and said casually, "Do you want to come in?"

"Maybe I'm exhausted today~www.wuxiahere.com~ How can I talk to a cat, and it can't understand it?" Alvin shook his head and laughed silently.

I saw the cat on the ground tilted its head, as if thinking, then stood up with a flick of its tail, walked to the door, looked into the house, and walked in.

When Alvin was bowing his head, the kitten had already walked in.

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"Am I looking for a job for myself?" Shoveling shit? "

He closed the door, walked to the coat rack, took off his windbreaker, saw the kitten coming in, sighed, and walked to the kitchen, turned on the gas, put on the pot and boiled water, poured himself a cup, and put an egg in it .

He had already washed up at Mr. Geralt's house and had dinner, so he only boiled an egg and gave it to the kitten. When he walked out of the kitchen with the bowl, he saw the kitten spinning around the can of wolffish. .

"You'd better not get close to it."

Unexpectedly, Kitten glanced at the can and then at him, with contempt in his eyes.

"…"

"No, you eat this." He put the small bowl with eggs on the ground, and the kitten who smelled the aroma immediately raised its tail and ran over quickly.

Alvin walked to the desk, opened the window, and glanced at the newspaper. There was a shooting near Palm Elm Street yesterday. The gangster was shot and killed on the spot. However, the police said that the gangster had lost an important item, which has not been found so far. The lunatic thugs have committed crimes again, and they have not been caught so far. The general public should be careful.

Sitting in the chair, even though he was very tired, he insisted on opening "Tragedy on Earth".

The room was pitch-dark, and crimson spilled in from the window, covering the desk and the young man with a layer of gauze. A black cat jumped on the desk lightly, looking at the young man curiously, like an oil painting.

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