CH 22

Rode had a very comfortable sleep. When he woke up again, he felt refreshed and energized.

He was about to get up and continue studying the pistol when he suddenly heard some rustling noises outside the door.

"Hey, are you awake? Let me take a look!"

"You go away, I haven't seen anything!"

"Let me do it, you idiot..."

Rode frowned and walked over to the door.

He suddenly opened the door, and Wayne and Green Hair fell to the ground.

"Hey, Rode, you're up so early. I dropped my charcoal pencil and I'm looking for it..." Wayne explained in a hurry while searching on the ground.

"I dropped my charcoal pencil too..." Green Hair also explained while searching on Wayne's body.

"Get your hands off me!"

Rode looked at them expressionlessly.

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Although their hands were wandering around, their necks were stretched to look around the room.

"No one! Are you lying to me?"

"I'm not lying, I saw the team leader go into his room, and he hasn't left even though it's almost night."

The two of them muttered while searching.

"I've been guarding the door since morning, did he fly away or what?"

"It's impossible..."

"The restroom!"

The two of them jumped up and shouted in unison, "I need to pee! Can we borrow the restroom?"

Without waiting for permission, they pushed Rode aside and rushed in.

But the door to the restroom was not closed, and it was empty inside.

"No one!"

"It's impossible, did he leave in the middle of the night?"

"I don't believe it. Who would kick someone out in the middle of sleep? You're lying to me!"

"You're the one who's lying!"

The two of them blamed each other while walking out of the toilet.

Rode had already sat back at the table and was dismantling his spirit gun. This kind of boring gossip was not worthy of even half a second of his time.

"What's this?"

Rode answered briefly, "Spirit gun."

"What?" Wayne turned his head instantly, his eyes staring at the parts on the table like magnets.

Curiously, Green Hair asked, "Where did you get it? Aren't spirit guns only available to new students?"

"A friend gave it to me."

"Wow, your friend is so generous." Green Hair said enviously, "Even the cheapest spirit gun costs over a thousand silver coins."

Wayne was even more envious, and his mouth watered. "If someone could give me a thousand silver coins gun, I would do anything for him."

Green Hair sneered, "You have no ambition!"

Although he said so, he still sat down with Wayne, chatting and watching Rode assemble the gun.

Time passed, but Rode still couldn't succeed. The complexity of this gun was much higher than he thought, and it was different from physical firearms. There were many components he didn't recognize, and he didn't dare to use brute force. If he damaged it, it would be troublesome.

Green Hair looked for a while and yawned, "Let's go, let's go. This thing won't be assembled for a few weeks."

But Wayne's eyes lit up, "Rode, can I try it? I feel like this internal bolt shouldn't be here, it should be near the exhaust port."Rode suddenly looked up from his surroundings and asked, "Do you know about firearms?"

Wayne felt a little embarrassed and replied, "I have always loved these engineering machinery things since I was young, but my family was poor and I could only play with some scrap. But I feel that their principles should be similar."

"Okay." Rode decided to trust him. "You try it."

"Great!"

Wayne cheered and quickly took the parts from Rode's hand and began to assemble them.

"Well... the stock should be under the piston, the recoil spring should be hung behind the spirit gauge, this is the gas rod... this is the push trigger, um... the piston should be connected in the middle..."

Wayne's hands moved up and down quickly, and in just a moment, a brand new Crow-type spiritual gun appeared in front of him.

And the table was clean, with no spare parts left.

"Haha, I did it!"

Wayne's expression looked even more excited than when he got the gun, and Rode's next sentence made him want to kiss his good brother a few times.

"Take it apart and teach me again."

About an hour later, Rode finally learned how to assemble the gun under Wayne's guidance, and also learned how to load and unload bullets - he needed to remove the outer gunstock shell to eject the empty shell and press the new bullet in.

Now, Rode only had one thing left to do.

Buy bullets.

"Raven" used real silver bullets, and he had used up the previous seven rounds.

Considering unexpected situations, Rode thought he should buy at least fifty rounds.

Fortunately, real silver bullets were not restricted items, and they could be bought in many places inside and outside the academy, and were even common supplies in the logistics department.

But unfortunately, they were not cheap, costing seven silver coins per round.

Rode only had a total of forty-two silver coins on him, enough to buy six rounds.

Six rounds, if shot quickly, would be fired in six seconds.

Faster than a rapid-fire shooter.

This was not good, but fortunately, Green Hair had some tricks up his sleeve and found a "friend" who helped him guarantee and borrow fifty rounds.

"This is because we are fellow practitioners."

Green Hair handed him two boxes of real silver bullets.

"I really don't know why you are in such a hurry to get so many bullets. I'm telling you, don't mess around in the academy. Be careful of being caught by the defenders. It's not just a matter of deducting credits. Weapons can only be used in the training ground."

"Also, next time, don't steal the teacher I'm interested in. I haven't even learned how to use spiritual power yet, all because you stole my chance to blend spirits with Teacher Karaman."

He chattered on and wanted to exchange ideas with him about "Spiritual Blending", which was actually a learning method of "peeping + imagination".

But Rode didn't have time to listen to him, took the bullets and ran away, making the latter stomp his feet in anger.

"Forget it, this guy is too heartless. Wayne, let's go to the Fairy Bar together."

Green Hair turned his head and revealed a slightly lewd smile.

"There are many beautiful women from the Beast City today. Trust me, you will like them."

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Rode ran back to the dormitory and sent the gun and bullets into the dreamland in multiple times. Everything was ready.

After confirming that there was no omission, Rode returned to the dreamland.Coming to the back of the Monument to the People's Heroes, touching the surface of the monument, the blood-red characters emerged and flickered slightly.

"Two sunsets" had already become "one sunset".

Although Rode had not seen the sun since he came to this world, the people of this world still divided the day into morning, noon, evening, and night, and roughly followed this schedule.

This proved that at least in the past, there was a sun here.

It may exist now or may not exist, but regardless, if we infer according to common sense, the last sunset will end at dusk today, and the unknown invasion will come.

Rode glanced at the pocket watch he brought with him.

The time now is three minutes and seven quarters past noon.

One day here is equivalent to four full hours, one full hour is equivalent to four clock hours, and one clock hour is equivalent to nine quarters.

Based on this rule, Rode calculated in his heart and knew that it was about five forty p.m. in Earth time.

Twenty more minutes.

Rode once again sorted out the supplies on his body.

Elf grass juice, spirit tree dew, and red powder were all in his arms.

"Raven" had already been debugged, and Rode specifically fired a shot into the open space to prove that it could work normally in the dream.

He loaded a real silver bullet and held the gun handle with his right hand, ready to attack.

Twenty minutes passed in a flash, noon had passed, and evening had arrived.

The sun had set.

Rode snapped his pocket watch shut and his spirits tightened.

But nothing had changed.

The gray mist still flowed slowly, and the pale land was still silent.

This dream, stripped of its color, was still the same.

Until Rode looked up and saw the infinite distance, the deep gray mist had turned black.

It spread at a terrible speed, just like the sunset on the horizon turning black, breaking the peaceful and mysterious atmosphere, and the frightening danger was rapidly approaching.

Even though Rode did not touch the Monument to the People's Heroes, the red characters on one side still emerged and flickered quickly, like a sign of the coming of the end of the world.

Rode's heart rose to his throat, and his right hand tightly held the gun, ready to unleash his psychic energy.

Suddenly, a huge monster stepped out of the black mist.

At that moment, all of Rode's fear, worry, and timidity disappeared from the bottom of his heart, leaving only calmness.

He skillfully aroused his psychic energy, lightly tapped his brow, and opened his soul's eye.

The world of the dream did not change, but the image of the monster became clearer.

It was about five meters tall, covered in black hair, had huge claws and deformed legs, and had no visible head, only two red eyes.

Rode had already raised his psychic gun, and his psychic energy gathered at an unprecedented speed, and his psychic pressure soared.

In the next moment, the huge claws pierced his body, tearing apart his head.

The pain came from the depths of his soul, and the world became distorted and shattered, and darkness enveloped everything.

When Rode opened his eyes again, he was already back in his dormitory.

Neat bookshelves, a redwood wardrobe, a beautiful and spacious desk, a delicate room, bright lights, and a faint fragrance floating in the air—this was the dragon's hand grass essential oil that the dormitory administrator had lit in the hallway.

What was going on?Rode was momentarily confused, but then a tearing pain came from deep within his nerves, causing his head to ache so much that it felt like it was going to split open.

Rode fell off the bed directly, and the continuous pain made him almost unable to think, leaving only his instinct to roll around.

The bench was overturned, the desk was knocked down, and a small green package fell onto his chest.

Rode's already dispersed will suddenly found a starting point.

Yesterday, Kassan's words appeared in his mind:

"This is hemlock juice, used for pain relief. I heard that you guys... "

Pain relief!

Rode's shattered mind only understood this one word.

He grabbed the small package and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

At the moment he bit it, the hemlock juice splashed out in his mouth, and a bitter and sour taste quickly climbed up his nerves.

His rationality recovered from the sour taste, the pain decreased in the sour taste, and finally, Rode realized the existence of his thoughts.

He knelt on the ground and gasped for breath, feeling like he had just come back from hell.

Standing up, he realized that his whole body was soaked, and the tearing pain continued, but had already dropped to a level that humans could endure.

Rode looked at his hands, which were empty.

Did I just die?

Did I come back to the material world after being killed in the dream?

The rhythmic and continuous pain came, but could not stop Rode's thinking.

He remembered it very clearly.

This had happened once before, when he had just arrived in this world, his head had always been in such severe pain.

Later, it was discovered that it was because the shadow of the "Northern Prince" was attacking the obelisk.

So now, is that wolf-like monster also attacking the obelisk?

If the obelisk is broken, am I really dead?

A strong chill rose from his back, Rode knew he had to quickly return to the dream.

Even though he was no match for that monster at all.

The pain at this moment was much stronger than before, and the obelisk may not be able to hold on for too long. If left unchecked, he would undoubtedly die.

Rode endured the pain, his thumbs overlapping to form a lightning symbol.

His vision blurred for an instant, and his soul soared into the air.

His sight quickly recovered, and he found himself in the same place as before, with the spirit gun, true silver bullets, and crimson powder lying at his feet.

The black monster was fiercely attacking the obelisk.

The green stone monument was already covered in cracks and was about to collapse.

The pain became even clearer, and the hemlock juice was starting to lose its effect. Rode quickly picked up the gun, took the crimson powder, and his soul became restless, as his spiritual power instantly rose.

Bang!

A huge spiritual light flashed at the muzzle, and a pure white beam shot out like a laser, hitting the monster.

Small sparks flew in all directions, but the monster was unharmed.

But in the next instant, a golden light shone from the monster's chest, and a blade of light pierced the spot where it was hit, tearing it in half.