"Click"

An empty magazine popped out and was thrown directly to the ground. A full magazine was loaded into the slot. As the machine clamp closed, it was fixed in the gun handle.

After loading, Huang Xiaoming stood up again from the original squatting position. His head swayed, his eyes swept around, looking for the target to shoot.

This is a ruined site on one side. The ground is covered with gravel, the ground is undulating, and surrounded by a wall of broken red bricks. These walls are high and low, some have windows, some have doors, and some are just a single wall. These walls are scattered throughout the site, standing around, and appearing very messy.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared in a window on a wall and looked over fiercely.

"Bang!"

Huang Xiaoming locked the black shadow almost instantly, raised his hands and pulled the trigger. The black pistol that was tightly held in both hands was activated. A flash of fire at the muzzle, and a brass-colored bullet flew out of the muzzle, hitting the black shadow, smashing it into black pieces like glass.

However, the time was not yet here, and another black shadow appeared beside the wall of another wall, with fierce eyes.

"Bang!"

Huang Xiaoming's eyes were sharp and his reaction was extremely fast. He shot it out and smashed it.

"Swoosh"

Another black shadow flashed by several walls, and then quickly penetrated behind one of the walls.

Huang Xiaoming ran quickly, stepped a few times and came behind the wall, and raised his hands again.

"Bang"

...

The black shadow kept flashing and moving between the walls, and Huang Xiaoming kept running, aiming and shooting among the earthen walls.

Time passed little by little, magazines were lit one by one, bullets flew out one by one, and the black shadows burst one by one, shattering all over the ground.

Finally, it seemed that it had been killed, the shadows no longer appeared, but the walls gradually disappeared, leaving only Huang Xiaoming, who was gasping for breath, standing in the center of the ruined site.

"Ding"

With a mechanical tweet, the light blue holographic screen jumped out not far from his chest, and then a mechanical female voice rang:

"This assessment is over, and the review is being evaluated... Congratulations, you have successfully killed 83 targets within the specified time, with a final score of 83 points, and you have reached the pass requirement. After passing this skill level test, you have successfully upgraded to [Shooting (Pistol)] project [Apprentice Level 2], and 2 [Heart of the World] have been sent to your backpack. Please continue to work hard. The next assessment application is one week later, and the countdown is: 6 days, 59 minutes, 59 seconds."

It's finally over!

Even though he had already made an estimate, Huang Xiaoming's face still showed a happy expression after listening to the prompts in the system.

In "Virtual Training Center", each level test is passed or not, the next assessment must be 7 days. Even if you have the ability to advance to the third level, you still have to wait for a week.

Of course, Huang Xiaoming is not very sure about the third-level assessment, so he still plans to train for a while before talking about it.

After clicking on the holographic panel, he directly exited the examination room, returned to the game hall, then exited the game hall, and returned to the virtual bedroom.

Lying on the bed that was purchased at a high price in the virtual bedroom, floating like a white cloud, Huang Xiaoming gasped for a while, and then began to adjust his expression.

Feeling that the adjustment had been almost done, he half sat up and summoned the holographic panel.

"Buzz"

The aperture in front of the bed lit up, and a figure appeared, which was Yang Tianbao in a long red dress and long hair shawl.

The virtual room is different from that in the game, and she cannot adjust her appearance. She still looks the same as before, but she looks a little fatter and has a graceful and luxurious temperament.

She recovered from her trance, looked at Huang Xiaoming on the bed, and asked, "How is it? Have you passed?"

Huang Xiaoming looked depressed and sighed long: "Oh..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Yang Tianbao hurriedly stepped forward two steps, sat on the white cloud bed, leaning against Huang Xiaoming, and comforted him: "Isn't it just a test? If you haven't passed it, you haven't passed it. I believe you, you have practiced so hard, and you will take the exam next week, and you will definitely pass it!"

Huang Xiaoming turned his head and looked at Yang Tianbao who was comforting himself with a worried look. The corners of his eyebrows turned from drooping, the corners of his mouth turned from bend, the expression turned from sadness to joy, and the voice turned from low to high: "Haha, I lied to you! Who am I? Of course I've passed!"

As he said that, he snapped his fingers: "Panel!"

The holographic panel jumps out, click again, and the [Personal Information] bar jumps out. In the skill bar at the bottom, under the icon where two pistols intersect, the [Apprentice Level 2] logo is clear and clear.

"It's so bad!" Yang Tianbao stretched out his hand and twisted Huang Xiaoming's waist: "I knew I was lying to me! Why are you so bad now!"

"Hehe." Huang Xiaoming also reached out his hand, but his movements were very different: "I have something worse!"

After saying that, amid Yang Tianbao's screams, the two of them fought together on this white cloud bed.

The battle was dark and the holographic chandeliers had nothing to do with it. After more than two hours of fighting, the two stopped. The two hugged each other on the white cloud bed and rubbed each other.

Yang Tianbao pointed at Huang Xiaoming's chest with his finger and said softly to him: "This World Competition of "Little Adventure" is about to begin. Are we going to participate?"

"Of course I'll participate." Huang Xiaoming touched Yang Tianbao's shoulder with one hand and helped her to tidy up her hairstyle with the other: "Otherwise, why did I work so hard to practice shooting skills?"

"Is that better fight in teams?" Yang Tianbao asked with his hand on his stomach, which seemed to be squeezed.

"Of course we are fighting in teams. After all, we can only participate in one competition at the same time. Wouldn't we separate in single competitions?" Huang Xiao was obviously a little confused.

Yang Tianbao's hand continued to go down: "But the ten stars we signed up for have been collected. Captain, Xiaopang and the others have not yet collected them. How can we form a team?"

"Well..." Huang Xiaoming pondered and also touched his hand: "I remember the captain already has 7, Xiaopang is 6, and the tallest one seems to be 6. Now there is still one month before the competition, let's hurry up and play another wave."

"The requirements of Tian'ang Company are too harsh!" Yang Tianbao's voice was dissatisfied: "If you form a team to fight five people, you will win in one game, and only one fifth of the heart of the world is. It is too difficult to save up 10."

"Then there is no way. Who told us to invite a proxy training before?" Huang Xiaoming regretted: "I had known that I would have invited them to do that. As a result, the official proxy training is now officially approved. Teams with high-score players leading low-score players matching the same team, so no one can lead them."

"I think it's better for us to do this!" Yang Tianbao thought for a while and said, "We play with Xiaopang and the others. When we finally complete the task, we will commit suicide. Then the three of them can each get one-third of the heart of the world, and the speed of accumulating stars will be faster!"

"Yes! This method is good, it should be fine!" Huang Xiaoming nodded in agreement, and then looked at the virtual wall clock that had just reached three in the morning: "But it's too late today, let's start playing tomorrow."
Chapter completed!