Stop it Cybermen, it's full of gamers

Chapter 26 The Wolf's New Life

【Mom asked me why I watched the video on my knees】

【Shock!Two men did this in 12 seconds! 】

【So handsome, I want to give birth to a monkey for you】

【The gender of the person who spoke just now is male】

Brother Wolf's mouth curled up a little.

He put down his phone and looked out the window.

The landscape trees outside the window are sprouting, and the birds are chirping.

In the room, the sheets were plain white, and on the corner of the bed was a piece of tofu folded from an army green quilt.

Brother Wolf stood up slowly, with great difficulty.

He lowered his head and looked at where the legs should have been, with simple metal limbs.

Breathing suddenly became rapid, brother wolf's eyes instinctively wanted to move away, but his hands firmly fixed his head.

"At least survived."

He spoke softly.

Step by step, Brother Wolf came to the simple wooden table.

The wooden table is very old.The table was covered with a large glass, under which were newspapers and photographs.

This thing should be in a museum.

The old photo shows a middle-aged man, at least he was a middle-aged man when the photo was taken.

He was wearing an army green padded jacket, covered in dirt, and laughed happily with his comrades.

At that time, he carried the gun and was brought back in a small box.The naughty wolf brother secretly saw it when he was a child, and there was actually no ashes in the small box, only a handful of dirt from the battlefield.

Now you have to bring your passport to go to the former battlefield.

"...retired due to injury...non-disclosure agreement..."

Brother Wolf stuffed the small black leather book on the side into the drawer and locked it with a key.

His chief, the man who could shoot a 300-meter moving target after drinking two bottles of Moutai, gave him the last order to go home and find a girlfriend, then get married and have children.

What a joke, he has been with a group of men for many years, and even seeing a sow feels pretty.

He is out of touch with society and doesn't communicate with women at all.

Seeing male stars on TV, his first reaction was that those stars need to practice, such as running ten kilometers every day.

"Promise to complete the task." Brother Wolf yelled helplessly.

He turned his head and lay down in the game cabin.

【loading……】

【Welcome to the player, like a meowing wolf】

……

Cyberpunk world.

Brother Wolf appeared at the resurrection point of the Happy House public toilet.

He looked down at his legs and stomped heavily.

The development of virtual reality games is so fast that he can have a pair of legs that can run and jump in the game.

"The glory of the giant spirit, the ultimate quality!" The flusher yelled cheerfully and tirelessly.

Brother Wolf took out the rifle from the game backpack, put it back into the backpack after a simple inspection; then took out a pistol, filled it with bullets skillfully, and stuffed it in the inner clip of his trousers.

He walked out of the public restroom.

……

"Have you heard that there are gunmen recruited there." A woman with purple lips said to her companion.

Her companion smoked a slender women's cigarette and exhaled a puff of white smoke: "A mercenary is a mercenary, and a gunner, what kind of word games are you playing?"

"Tell me," Brother Wolf came over, "Is there a place to recruit mercenaries?"

The woman with purple lips stared at Brother Wolf, seeing his feet all the way from his face.

This man has a resolute face, he looks thin when he is dressed, but he has flesh when he takes off his clothes, and his steel-like muscles are exceptionally well-proportioned.

"Handsome guy," the woman pretended to be soft and boneless, and approached Brother Wolf, "it's so dangerous to be a mercenary, what's so good about it? I know a place, you just need to do push-ups every night, and Groshen will Flowing into your pocket."

Brother Wolf's tone was unwavering: "Where did you recruit the mercenaries?"

"Cut," the woman with purple lips stood up straight and turned her head, "boring."

Brother Wolf grabbed the woman's wrist and said sharply, "I'm asking where you are!"

The woman struggled hard, feeling that her wrist was being clamped by iron clamps, and she couldn't break free no matter what.

"Okay, okay, here you are, here you are!" She threw a small promotional paper on Brother Wolf's head and muttered, "You hurt me!"

Brother Wolf grabbed the promotional paper, completely ignoring the woman's cry of pain.

Mercenaries, he has fought against those people, but he has never done it himself.

……

This place is pretty hard to find.

It's not that the place is remote, but it's hidden in the busy city, and there are several simple but effective camouflages.

Brother Wolf rushed in.

"Hello!" A strong man wearing sunglasses stopped him, "It's a private place inside. Do you have an invitation letter?"

Brother Wolf took out a small promotional paper from his pocket: "Does this count?"

The strong man nodded slightly and made way for the back.

As soon as he entered the "private place", Brother Wolf heard three gunshots.

"Unqualified!" A man shouted, "What are you eating? You only had three shots in total, and you missed two shots! Still have the face to apply for a shooter? Go back and drink milk, trash!"

The man also wearing sunglasses waved his hand: "Next! You?"

He looked at Brother Wolf who walked in: "Are you the last one? I repeat, the rules are very simple. Have you seen the three targets?"

Brother Wolf looked in the direction the man pointed, and there were three gun targets imitating the upper body of a human at a distance of about 100 meters.

"Fire three shots with a pistol. Remember to use a pistol. What kind of submachine gun does Betma use. Each shot must hit at least eight rings. If you hit all of them, you can pass."

Brother Wolf pulled out the pistol at his waist like lightning.

boom! boom! boom!
All three bullets hit the ten-ring red heart.

"Oh!" The man raised his hands in fright, "Why—"

He turned his head and looked at the gun target hit by the red heart, and his arrogant voice weakened: "At least you go to the shooting port, what if I get a heart attack from fright. All right, all right, you passed. Let's go, Someone has registered you."

Brother Wolf followed the instructions and quickly completed the registration.

He became part of this loose mercenary organization.

【You have been transferred to: Mercenary】

[Strength 5, Dexterity 7, Life 8, Constitution 6]

world channel.

[Congratulations to the player [Like a meowing wolf] for the first job change to a rare job: Mercenary]

Brother Wolf frowned.

He is not used to such fanfare publicity.

Sometimes familiarity means danger.

Private message channel.

[Supreme Crazy Young Master]: Brother Wolf, where did you change jobs?I can't even find a career transfer tutor in this game.

[Like a meowing wolf]: This profession is not suitable for you.

Brother Wolf turned his head and watched the applicant who missed the target twice with three shots walk out with a sad face.

This game is too real, the shooting posture is not fixed, and if there is a slight difference, it will be far away.

If the girl came here, she would not perform better than the candidate who was just kicked out.

[Supreme Crazy Young Master]: But shooting, bang bang bang, it's fun!

[Like a meowing wolf]: This is not a fun thing, it is a very serious thing.You need to know (143 characters are omitted below).In short, if you are interested, you can participate in professional training.

[Supreme Crazy Young Master]: Meow meow?
【Supreme Crazy Young Master】: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

The girl stopped sending messages.

Brother Wolf hides the game interface.

What he said just now was very sincere, without any falsehood, but why did that girl seem to be angry?
(End of this chapter)