Chapter 7 Sniper

That night, Wang Xuan fell into a deep sleep.

In his dream, Wang Xuan once again returned to the time when he was twelve years old, the day when dew fell from the sky and the whole nation cheered.

Another world on the verge of collapse was captured by the mother star. It took a long time for the mother star to devour it completely. Then, various world fragments fell, and opportunities exploded. One after another, powerful people who could fly into the sky and hide in the ground stared at these opportunities.

That day, young Wang Xuan walked out of his house and accidentally fell into a space crack, a different space where all kinds of dark energy gathered. He got the accelerator in his mind, and his body was also eroded by the dark energy, causing damage to his foundation and serious loss of his essence.

Over the years, he has been looking for the source of the accelerator, but it has been difficult to find. At the same time, he has spent a lot of energy and resources to repair his own foundation, but unfortunately there has been little success.

From childhood to adulthood, he had spent more than 30 million star coins, searching for various elixirs and potions, practicing various methods to strengthen his body, and finally patched up his body and made it better, no longer so riddled with holes. Although the foundation was still not completely repaired, it was like gluing broken porcelain together, leaving traces of broken pieces.

In the past, it was almost impossible for him to practice, until he started to practice the Art of Everlasting Life. Then the situation began to change, and he took one or two more steps in the realm of martial arts.

After a night, Wang Xuan got up on time at 4:30 in the morning and began his practice. He practiced the thirty-six postures for two hours. When it was dawn and the air gradually became fresher, he practiced the thirty-six postures for another hour.

When his personal terminal reminded him that the artificial intelligence had prepared breakfast, he would rest for half an hour and eat to replenish his nutrition.

After that, he practiced Bull Fist for another hour. By the time he finished his morning practice, it was already nine in the morning. After finishing his training, he prepared materials and improved his outline, and at the same time, he went online to see how his new book was received.

He put a lot of effort into it in the past few days and simply saved a draft of 200,000 words, which he could publish on a regular basis every day without spending a lot of time on it every day.

Although he planned to go hunting in the afternoon and kill some prey to earn some money, he still couldn't forget the basic skills every day. Practice depends on being down-to-earth and perseverance.

Otherwise, if there is a sudden drastic change in oneself, and one is lazy and does not practice all day long, but one's martial arts level is getting stronger day by day, anyone will be able to see that there is a problem.

In the living room, the personal terminal intelligently opened a two-meter-long and wide screen, logged into the online literature website, and searched for Wang Xuan’s new book "King of Era".

"Someone has left a message already? It seems that I, a flop author, am not as flop as I thought." A true flop author is one who has no popularity at all for a year or two.

"The master has published a new book! I am here to support you, muah!"

A reader named "嘤嘤" gave a reward and left a message from "her". As for why "her" was used? Everyone knows that it is really difficult to distinguish between male and female on the Internet.

This is his old reader. He has been following the last book and can be considered a fan. Speaking of which, Wang Xuan's last book also had an average subscription of 3,000 to 4,000, which looks good. Unfortunately, as the mother planet devoured many worlds, the surface area has expanded a hundred times compared to the 21st century, and the total population of the Huaxia region has exceeded 100 billion. Such a small number of subscriptions is really not good enough.

Wang Xuan cannot be ranked in the rankings or anything like that. Each of the big guys has tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people following their books, and one of them has been serialized for three to five decades, but the updates are still half-hearted, at only once every ten days or half a month. Who made the big guys live so long?
By the time the author has finished writing, most of the readers will have been buried, and the remaining updates will have to be burned by their descendants, lest they die with resentment.

I read the novel I was following, "The Great Sword Immortal", which is the autobiography of a great sword immortal-level cultivator. He likes to show off his divine power on weekdays, which is what people often call pretending to be cool.

It's just that this big man who has lived for hundreds of years and can spit out flying swords from his mouth to take people's heads thousands of miles away has not updated the book he wrote for three to five years. The author said that he would go into seclusion for ten years. I guess he is really practicing now and trying to break through the realm.

When he makes a breakthrough, I guess the book will have to be renamed. Given the author's personality, it's more likely that the new book will be called "Supreme Sword Master".

"Xiao Yi, did anyone leave me a message?" Wang Xuan asked. "Miss Ling sent a message asking you to come to the lab. She is very angry that you haven't shown up for more than a month. Team member Liu Yong also contacted you. The team has a mission tomorrow and asked if you want to participate." Xiao Yi was wearing it on Wang Xuan's hand. Its voice could not be distinguished between male and female, and it spoke clearly and crisply.

Wang Xuan tapped the back of his left hand with his right fingers. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Reply to Sister Ling. I will definitely go there within ten days. I apologize to her for not visiting her recently. I will participate in the team's mission tomorrow. I need to go to the field for training today."

A month ago, while hunting in the wild, he had a head-on encounter with a ferocious snow leopard. Although he killed the big guy, he also injured his calf and had to spend a long time recuperating.

It was that big leopard that brought Wang Xuan an income of 800,000 star dollars, and also eliminated a hazard in the forest area.

After the dramatic changes on the mother planet, a large number of wild animals saw their physical fitness greatly increase, and they became more bloody and murderous, and when they reached a certain level, they would become ferocious beasts, advancing by hunting.

Today's home planet is vast, with so many wild animals that they have become a hazard. Therefore, it is legal for hunters to hunt in the wild. The Federation even encourages monks to go to some wilderness areas to clear out the big guys that often intrude on man-made creatures.

Wang Xuan left a message for Bai Yuzhen, saying that he was not at home for the past two days and that he was well now, so there was no need to leave him any food. He also greeted Miss Xiao Wei and asked her to study hard and become a beautiful and intelligent fairy.

Wang Xuan took off his gray short-sleeved shirt and cropped casual shorts, changed into a gray-green outfit, and then put on a metal color-changing outdoor protective suit. He went out carrying a long wooden box containing a sniper rifle.

The city's underground rail car provides long-distance travel and is also Wang Xuan's chosen means of transportation.

The personal terminal automatically deducted the fee. When Wang Xuan was inspected at the gate, he went through the special inspection. After all, he was carrying a heavy sniper rifle with great lethality. However, he was a Samsung citizen and had the privilege of carrying such a weapon, and he had already noted it with the relevant departments, so there was no problem.

After taking the underground rail car for more than half an hour and covering a distance of nearly 200 kilometers, Wang Xuan arrived at Meiling in the western suburbs of Yuzhang City. This forest area with a radius of more than 100 kilometers is adjacent to Poyang Lake in the east and there are many wild animals in it.

However, the animals that can be hunted must be fierce and fierce beasts. Ordinary wild animals cannot be killed at will. As for demon beasts, they will not appear here because they pose too great a threat. If you want to hunt them, you need corresponding permission. Wang Xuan also has such qualifications after joining the hunting team of a large team.

The metal protective suit on his body changes color automatically, blending in with the surrounding environment. There are many wild animals in this area, and ordinary people only visit a few safer fixed scenic spots and dare not go deeper.

Wang Xuan couldn't help but think of the young monk. He chose to come to Meiling this time just to see whether the big sword-sharpening stone mentioned by the old man was still there.

Although he knew that this was just a fluke and the possibility was too small, that guy would kill for a small piece of sword-whetting stone, not to mention a large piece of sword-whetting stone that was worth dozens or hundreds of times more.

Secondly, the museum owner also attaches great importance to Meiling. Obviously there is a big secret here, which makes him very curious.

Wang Xuan was very cautious this time. He chose a commanding point on a mountain thousands of meters away and used a high-power telescope to observe.

This mountain is close to some tourist areas with many tourists, so Wang Xuan is not worried about his own safety. If he rushes into the no-man's land rashly, he will die quickly if he happens to run into the young swordsman.

Under the high-powered telescope, Wang Xuan looked around Yuehujian, but he couldn't see anything unusual. It had been two days, and it was not his turn to have any good things happen.

After observing for an hour, Wang Xuan finally gave up the idea that he shouldn't have. What if there was a great opportunity? He, a small cultivator, couldn't participate at all, and it would be high risk if he participated.

Shaking his head and without further observation, Wang Xuan went straight away from Yuehujian and hid in a forest thirty kilometers away, where he began his hunting.

(End of this chapter)