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Chapter 52 052. What you love is your life
boom!
The door of the tavern was kicked open, and the numb people didn't even bother to look up at the new guests.They keep dousing themselves with booze, trying to lull their chrome nerves with alcohol, so they can at least get a little further away from this fucking reality.

The bartender raised his rough electronic eyes and glanced at the 'garbage guy' with a homemade firearm and chains around his arms.The latter came to the bar with his female companion. He dropped a fluorescent bottle cap and said skillfully:
"Vodka in a bullet glass with ice and a small coke. And a cup of hot water for this lady."

"It's a shame we don't have that great wine."

The bartender shrugged and served Li Aoz a cup of warm beer and a cup of hot water:
"You know something about David, and I bet you have the best taste of all the scumbags. I'm asking you to."

Looking at the white scale floating on the bottom of the wooden cup, Qiu Ran hesitated for a moment. The environment here made her hesitate about the source of the water quality.

"Thanks, man."

Li Aoz picked up the wine glass, but was not in a hurry to drink. Through the mask, he glanced at the old man adjusting the revolver beside him, stared at the silver-gray revolver in his hand, and asked:

"Death Vic—was it a 199?"

"Hyberon Ordnance Factory."

The old man was unshaven, with a decadent look on his face, he casually perfunctory:

"Trash bastards like you guys shouldn't be interested in things that are less than 30 years old, right?"

"With the exception of weapons, only fire and Kalashnikov can bring a little warmth to people in this cold age."

Li Aoz smiled faintly:

"The Zhengxu Democratic Republic is the most peaceful existence among the four countries, but the weapons produced by its Hyperion Ordnance Factory kill nearly [-] million people every year. This is the best advertisement."

pat.

The old man opened the magazine and filled it with a bullet. He raised his head and stared at Li Aoz with his bright yellow eyes. There were more wrinkles on his face than the lines on the floor, but these eyes seemed to penetrate time and space, shining brightly. There is spirit, reflecting Li Aoz's face.

"I'll give you a piece of advice," said the old man, "enjoy your life to the fullest, your days are numbered."

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere in the bar immediately froze.

"Did old Dimitri have a chip in his brain?"

Someone muttered:
"That's a trash guy. In the blink of an eye, Robben, Yuri and Zhao Ming were all dead. Has he lived long enough to dislike himself?"

"Hush, don't say anything, old Dimitri will curse, those who he said time is numbered have already..."

"Ahem, um, um, let's continue drinking."

Li Aoz spun the wine glass and looked at the old man named Dimitri through the dark yellow beer.

This is an essential part for him to complete the blood demon flow, and Li Aoz can guarantee that in the entire early stage of frost plating, only this old man can make jewelry equipment.

Jewelry equipment, if you give up equipping weapons, you can theoretically equip up to 14, including totem tattoos and the like.

There is no equipment threshold for this type of equipment, and there will be no situation where the attributes are insufficient to make full use of the attributes. It is very suitable for occupations with low attributes such as [Mutant].

Because the [Charm] attribute is high enough, and I know some plots.He directly skipped the cumbersome authentication and chat process, and immediately entered the stage of task triggering.

For other people, it would take at least two days to find out the source of the weapon first, and then keep chatting with the old man, before Dimitri will remind you that your life span is short.

Now, there is only one thing to do.

"Can you see through my short lifespan?"

Li Aoz asked calmly.

"My personal ability, for me, this is also a curse."

Old Dimitri picked up the revolver, quickly turned the magazine of the revolver, and after a clatter, pushed the revolver in front of Li Ozi:

"Death is not terrible, but it would be a pity if you can't witness death."

"What is this for?" Qiu Ran asked in confusion.

"Lucia Roulette, as you have seen, there is only one bullet in this gun. Every time the revolver pulls the trigger, if there is an empty space, it will turn the magazine once until the last bullet is fired."

Old Dimitri stared at Li Aoz:
"If you have the awareness to transcend death, I will guarantee that you will be able to see the most beautiful picture scroll - it is written and painted by the goddess of death Benishiu herself."

"Wait! You mean, let him shoot himself with this gun?"

Qiu Ran anxiously pulled Li Aoz's arm:

"You, don't be stupid, it's too dangerous."

"rest assured."

Li Aoz patted the other party's shoulder, and said gently:

"I am a person who loves life."

The next moment, he picked up the revolver on the table, aimed it at his temple, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Snapped!
"Ah!" Qiu Ran closed her eyes and screamed.

The bullet didn't fire, it was empty.

"Oh, I almost forgot."

Li Aoz took off his mask and hood, revealing a pale face. He raised his revolver, pressed it tightly against his temple, and said with a slight smile:
"That's the only way to be open and transparent."

With that said, he pulled the trigger again.

Snapped!
The bullet still hasn't fired.

"Hey, it's okay, don't continue..." Qiu Ran's voice was trembling.

Everyone in the bar is watching this rare scene, a trash guy, such a young and promising existence with extraordinary combat power, can still face the roulette so calmly, which makes people respect him up.

"Don't worry."

Li Aoz smiled and pulled the trigger again.

Snapped!
There was the crisp sound of the firing pin hitting the air, another empty gun.

After three consecutive empty shots, the revolver only has 6 bullets in total, which means that the probability of the next shot being a bullet has increased to one-third.

"Don't try again, it's too dangerous."

Qiu Ran was on the verge of crying:
"If you were in front of me. I watched you die, but nothing stopped me, I would blame myself for the rest of my life."

"No one can control my life except myself."

Li Aoz calmly pulled the trigger again.

click!

Hearing a strange noise, Qiu Ran's heart turned cold. She quickly closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and tightly held Li Aoz's left hand:
"Don't die, please, please, don't die..."

"Ouch?"

Li Aoz's voice suddenly sounded, with some amusement:
"Old man, your gun has not been maintained properly, and the airtight structure has loosened."

Dimitri stared at Li Oz:
"Two rounds to go, you've passed because of a malfunction with the gun—"

Swish!
Li Aoz suddenly turned the magazine.

"No."

Li Aoz's gray eyes were filled with a crazy smile:

"I'm not one to lose - let's recalculate!"

Dimitri's pupils shrank, even he didn't expect anyone to be so crazy.

"you--"

click.

Li Aoz raised the gun to his temple, showing a relaxed smile.

"Let me be honest, what is the goddess of death?"

Li Oz said:

"He's just a spinster with breast pads."

As he spoke, Li Aoz pulled the trigger continuously.

Clap clap clap clap!

He fired six shots in a row, all of which were empty.

The eyes of the people in the bar were already dull. They stared at Li Ozi intently, as if they were witnessing a god.

Li Aoz slowly raised the revolver, pointed it at the ceiling, and pulled another shot.

boom!
At this moment, the gun rang out, and the bullet hit the beam of the bar, which was deeply dented. Li Ozi waved his hand, and the bullet fell into his glass of beer.

puff……

The metal-jacketed warhead churned and settled in the wine water, re-warming the cold beer.

Li Aoz pushed the glass of bullet beer in front of old Dimitri, and the golden halo gradually faded away in his dark gray eyes.

"Desperate Vic has 7 rounds of bullets. You let me get the first six rounds. Fate was frightened by the last six rounds, so he quickly stuffed them into me."

"I'm dying, but—"

Li Aoz picked up the bullet beer and drank it down.

Gulu Gulu - bah!

He spit out the bullet that still had flames and smoke, and slapped the revolver on the table, showing a hearty and confident smile:
"Before then, this life is only up to me."

Bang bang bang bang bang——

The steel-core warhead spun on the table, like a spinning top of fate, and finally stopped, the warhead slowly settled down, still pointing at Li Aoz.

pat.

Old Dimitri took a deep breath, put away the revolver in front of him, and looked at Li Ozi with serious eyes:
"You are the one who really controls your destiny. I admire you very much. Come with me. I want to give you something. No one is more suitable for it than you."

[You triggered the career mission: "Death Artisan Dimitri"]

[Career missions can only be opened once, and after completion, you can get an additional life occupation "craftsman" (cannot be upgraded, does not occupy the total level)]

Li Aoz smiled lightly.

【artisan】

What he wants is this life profession.

Although life occupations cannot be upgraded, they can be advanced and transferred without occupying the total level and experience, and can also provide some skills, which is very cost-effective.

[Craftsman] is one of the most suitable life occupations for [Starfall Master]. Not only can you learn all kinds of knowledge, but you can also manufacture some scientific and magical props, and you can adapt to various environments in the future Star Abyss.

In the later stage, [craftsman] can be promoted to a very powerful profession: [creator of the objective world and material existence]

Such lengthy names are of course the result of machine translation.

Players usually simply and rudely call it the Creator.

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