Chapter 284 The Troubles After Choosing the Weapon

Although Fire Gunmen can also use magic bullets with magical attributes to attack, the initial power of the bullets is also crucial to them.

Just imagine, two fire gunmen of the same level and similar strength face the same monster. The initial speed of the bullet fired by one of them is very fast. Moreover, with the addition of magic, the bullet's The running speed will become faster, so that it is very likely to instantly break through the monster's defense, destroy the monster's internal organization, and even achieve fatal effects.

The speed of the bullets fired by the other fire gunner is very average. Even with the addition of magic, it can only reach the initial speed of the bullet fired by the previous fire gunman. In this way, the bullets may also be able to break through monsters. The defense may not be as effective as the previous bullet in destroying the internal tissue and causing a fatal blow.

In this way, the basic original parts of the firearm and its performance will, to a large extent, become necessary conditions that restrict the overall strength of a fire gunner.

In fact, according to my observation for a period of time, Rocky's basic strength is still very solid. At least when he holds the gun, his arm does not shake, and when he shoots the gun, his wrist does not shake. He also has a relatively deep grasp of firearms, which cannot be said. Hit wherever you point, but at least it's almost the same.

Even compared to the gunmen, crossbowmen and the like of those large guilds, he was no less generous.

The main reason why he acted so funny was because of his gun.

I've seen that gun before. It's an ordinary iron weapon. Not only is it poorly made, but the bullets it fires have little power.

Even the ordinary firearms sold at the adventurer base are better than what he has.

I asked Loki: Where did you get this 'excellent' gun?

Loki didn't want to say anything at the time, but after I pressed him repeatedly, he finally answered me: This gun was originally picked up from a dead adventurer. When he saw that it could still be used, he put it away.

At that time, I was simply ashamed, and I also felt a sense of pity: my weapons were inferior goods bought from a traveling merchant, and his weapons were found from a dead body. It is said that he was a dead man. Adventurers on the first three levels of the dungeon.

"Died before leaving the army" is specifically used to describe these newcomers.

To sum up, if you want to improve Loki's overall strength, you can only find a gun that is most suitable for him.

So I decided to reject Yura and Harold's recommendation.

After organizing my words, I said: "Well, that teammate of mine, his arms and legs are relatively weak, like a stick."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yura's expression changed slightly, and her tone became a little complicated: "Is this fire gunner one of your fiancées?"

"How is that possible?" I said with a look of disgust on my face: "He is a man, and I am not gay. I have no interest in male-male love."

After hearing this, Yura suddenly changed his tone and turned into a joke, saying: "In this way, I haven't met your fiancee, brother. If I have a chance, I will definitely go and meet them."

"This." I looked confused, scratched my head and touched my ears, feeling very embarrassed.

Yura's tone suddenly became a little resentful, and said: "Do you think it's not good for me to go, or is it inconvenient for you?"

Seeing her expression of resentment, I panicked for no reason, and hurriedly waved my hands and said, "It's not inconvenient, it's not inconvenient, how could it be?"

As I said this, I laughed unnaturally: "If you have a chance, you must get to know each other if you have a chance."

After hearing this, Yura's expression returned to normal.

Then, we continue to pick guns.

Harold and Yura were still very proactive in recommending various firearms to me, and I was like a chief, inspecting them one by one.

After sifting through it for a long time, I finally chose a pistol shaped like a revolver.

This gun is about the size of a palm and fits just right in your hand. In terms of bullets, whether they are round-head bullets or round lead bullets, it can be installed and used.

After weighing the gun and firing a few more lead bullets at the test target, I nodded with satisfaction.

Harold looked at the bullet holes in the center of the gun target and said, "I never expected that you are actually a good gunman."

I blew the smoke coming out of the muzzle and said coolly: "There is more than you can imagine. Let me tell you, don't worship me. I am a legend~"

After selecting the weapons, I left the weapons depot with Harold and Yura. On the way, Harold and I made an appointment with the time and gathering place for setting out to spawn monsters tomorrow.

Of course, there is also the time and place to treat Yura to dinner.

After that, Harold and Yura returned to the guild, and I slowly walked towards home.

Looking at the weapons in my arms, I felt so happy. Now, my team could finally switch from shotguns to cannons.

So, along the way, I hummed and sang songs, and walked briskly straight towards my home.

When I arrived at the door of my house, I touched my pocket and suddenly remembered that I still didn't bring my key today.

So, I held a pile of weapons and sat at the door, thinking about what to do.

Then climb over the wall?

Like yesterday?

I shook my head and dismissed the idea.

Although the wall is not too high, it takes a lot of energy to climb up. Besides, I have no confidence in climbing over the wall with this pile of weapons.

If you go over the wall one by one, first of all, it will be very troublesome. Secondly, I am not sure whether anyone will pass by during this period. If you happen to touch one of the weapons, it will be all My loss!

So, I started other plans.

To old Patch?

This idea was immediately rejected by me.

Think about it, if I walk into Old Patch's shop with a bunch of weapons, all of which are bright and shiny, they will definitely mistakenly think that I am here to play in the restaurant!

When the time comes, you can't use a broom to blast me out!

So this idea also aborted.

Going to a cafe?

Holding this pile of weapons?

And they're all pretty good weapons, too.

Will this make others jealous? Maybe there will be greedy people who will come over and try to steal some of my items. Even if they don't get away, they will always keep their eyes on these weapons. In the end, You will definitely feel tired and loveless.

So

Should I go to the dungeon to find Phoenix and the others?

hehe

This is simply a fantasy.

Normally, when I am at ease, the monsters in the dungeon do not pose any threat to me, but now, holding this pile of weapons, my hands are already occupied. How do you ask me to use the knife with those monsters? Fighting?

It shouldn't be to kick him with his feet or bite him with his teeth.