Chapter 240
Chapter 240: I Hate Three Plus One [Part 2]
Cillin’s number card shook a little . It was a reminder that his test was about to begin .
“I’m going . You guys chat with each other first . ” Cillin walked towards the fan-shaped zone while carrying the box Guan Feng gave him . Subspace containers were disallowed inside the shooting range .
Guan Feng gave him the weapon, so there was no need to hide it .
When the examinee before him walked out of the shooting range, Cillin pressed the number card he received earlier into the card slot . A door opened to admit Cillin into the shooting range .
“What’s that box he’s carrying?” At the spectator grandstand, Walley asked Teita while eating a compressed biscuit .
“It’s a gun, isn’t it?” Teita wasn’t sure himself . There were very few people who used a box to carry a gun into the shooting range .
The targets inside his area were flashing with light already . There was about fifty of them in front and behind him . The targets were only as big as a fingernail, and the speed and direction they moved at were unpredictable .
Cillin stood still inside the zone, put his box on on top of a table and began assembling his gun . His speed was equal to Guan Feng’s assembly speed that day .
The instructor in charge who was absentmindedly staring towards his direction from the spectator grandstand abruptly jumped to his feet . He wasn’t sure at first, bringing up the live camera feed to clarify his suspicions . Then, he let out an involuntary swear . “That old fox! Fuck! How can he do this?! How can he do this!!”
A different instructor holding a teacup wobbled his way over when he saw his reaction . “What’s wrong? Did you have sciatica or something?”
“Your grandmother has sciatica! I asked him so many times to give me that gun, but he gave it to a child instead!?”
When the other instructor looked at the display, he nearly dropped his cup . “It’s given away already?”
The instructors in charge in the other zones were made curious by their reactions too, and they all had different expressions after they learned the cause . The box had undoubtedly attracted their attention though .
“Hmm? Why does Cillin’s gun look so odd?” Walley stuffed his mouth with food until it’s full before grunting .
“Purgatory’s Thunder Snake! It’s Purgatory’s Thunder Snake! The picture on that box is the Purgatory’s Thunder Snake’s logo, and, and that’s a K-type! A K-type!” Teita shouted out in excitement as he stared unblinkingly at Cillin’s zone .
Teita had only seen the B-type and and E-type version of the PTS* in his life before . He hadn’t seen a K-type PTS until today . According to his father, there were less than five people in the entire imperial capital who were qualified to use the K-type PTS . AF1 had tried to nurture someone who was capable of using the gun for the longest time, but the amount of people who actually qualified were very few . His father had said that Old Fox Guan was a very stubborn person, and he had turned away everyone who thought themselves good enough to use the gun to this day .
*from now on Purgatory’s Thunder Snake will be shortformed unless it’s mentioned in dialogue
Teita’s cry drew a lot of attention, causing some people who were conversing with each other to look over to Cillin’s zone too . Even those who knew nothing about PTS put Teita’s reaction and the instructors’ gazes from the second floor together and started paying attention towards Cillin .
The examinees’ reactions were obviously incomparable to the students’ . When they learned that Cillin was using a K-type PTS, they blanched like they’d seen a ghost before staring unblinkingly at Cillin’s test zone .
After Cillin was done assembling his gun, the system spent ten seconds to announce unnecessary instructions such as how many targets were there, how much time he had and so on . In reality, these unnecessary instructions were a buffer for the examinees to adjust their gear and get into top form . The examinees’ physiological parameters such as heart rate and blood pressure were measured the moment they stepped into the shooting range . It allowed the examiners to inspect their psychological quality .
When ten seconds was up, the system announced the beginning of the test .
Cillin raised his arms and fired without hesitation .
“He missed…”
The speaker blared “target hit” five* times before Walley could finish his sentence .
*I know this number should probably be fifty, but Cillin only fired five times . Maybe the system tracks the shot first, then calculate if the shot had hit a target . That’s why it only said “target hit” five times . Also, I imagine the system will fry if it tries to repeat “target hit” fifty times in a row .
After that… there was no “after that” .
Cillin withdrew his gun, disassembled it, put it back into the box and walked away .
The entire place was silent except for a couple of the electronic voices that came from other fan-shaped zones .
Then, an uproar happened .
Walley had spat out the biscuit crumbs in his mouth and nearly choked himself . It took him a couple mouthful of water to recover himself .
“Five… was it five shots?!” Walley stretched out five fingers at Teita as if he was trying to confirm his senses .
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