"Come on, it's still early. I'll teach you how to use a gun."
After talking so much, Ning Yu didn't bother reading anymore and waved the black pistol in her hand.
"Really?!"
Shen Yiyue was so excited about learning to shoot that she almost jumped out of her chair, like a child who had just been promised a new toy.
Ning Yu nodded and said:
"You'll need to kill many people in the future."
"I need your abilities at my disposal. This is our contract."
Shen Yiyue tilted her head and made a playful expression:
"A contract... Is little Yu trying to turn me into a magical girl... Ouch!!"
Ning Yu wordlessly tapped her on the head with the gun's stock, not hitting hard.
But Shen Yiyue immediately clutched her head pretending to be in pain, acting like she was trying to scam compensation:
"Waaah, mean Yu, why do you always hit me!"
"Want to try being cheeky again? Think you're a leather sofa or something?"
Ning Yu gave her a side-eye.
Shen Yiyue showed a sheepish expression and giggled stupidly.
Then she scooted closer, and Ning Yu began teaching her.
"This is the safety, this is..."
Ning Yu first explained some basic components.
"When loading, pull back with one hand, then push forward with the gun hand, then move directly into shooting position..."
She explained the slide-racking technique while demonstrating the movements.
Then Ning Yu stopped teaching and tossed the gun to Shen Yiyue.
"Here, you try."
Shen Yiyue finally got her hands on the gun, curiously playing with it and starting to imitate the movements Ning Yu had just taught.
"Hmm, the movements are correct, quite standard."
"Just too slow, needs more practice."
Ning Yu nodded. Shen Yiyue seemed to have a natural talent for combat - being able to perform the movements correctly on the first try was quite impressive.
Perhaps Shen Yiyue was born to be an assassin.
In her previous life, she had never trained any subordinates. Now she felt a strange sense of nurturing.
Though whether this was nurturing a subordinate or something else...
Hearing Ning Yu's praise, Shen Yiyue beamed with joy, her beautiful eyes sparkling:
"Hehe, maybe one day I'll use this gun to protect my little Yu!"
"Just imagine the scene - a hero saving her beauty! Ah! Yu will definitely want to marry me on the spot!"
Several black lines appeared on Ning Yu's forehead:
"Just practice, stop talking nonsense."
Shen Yiyue had no choice but to continue practicing. Ning Yu walked beside her and started correcting her shooting stance.
"Don't raise your hand above the gap between the frame and slide..."
"Support hand should grip the trigger hand like this..."
As she spoke, she simply moved closer to Shen Yiyue, her delicate body pressing against her as she began hands-on corrections.
When the silver-haired little loli got close, Shen Yiyue felt Ning Yu's warm little hands and patient instruction, giving her an inexplicable feeling of warmth.
Having just showered and "borrowed" the original owner's shampoo and body wash, Ning Yu now gave off a sweet peach fragrance.
It must be the shampoo. To make sure, Shen Yiyue gently sniffed Ning Yu's soft white hair, her nose almost touching it.
Mmm, so fragrant, what a sweet-smelling Yu!
And Yu's skin was so fair, maybe even a shade whiter than her own. Such amazing skin.
Looking at Ning Yu up close, Shen Yiyue became somewhat distracted.
"Hey, what are you doing, acting like a pervert?"
Eh?
Only then did Shen Yiyue notice Ning Yu looking at her with contempt, wearing a little loli's disdainful expression.
"Hehe~ Don't blame me, blame Yu for being too charming!"
She quickly tried to cute her way out of it, then returned to focusing intently on the movements.
After a while, Ning Yu set up several empty drink bottles at one end of the living room, then had Shen Yiyue stand at the other, farther end.
"Come on, try it."
After setting up, Ning Yu walked back over and patted Shen Yiyue who was holding the gun:
"Don't worry, outlining human shapes is normal at first. There are over 70 bullets left, shoot freely."
"Won't I be wasting bullets this way?"
Shen Yiyue raised a very reasonable question, looking curiously at Ning Yu who was walking over, while continuing her practice movements.
"No, we have plenty."
Ning Yu casually waved her little hand, acting like a total rich kid.
After all, tomorrow would refresh 150 rounds, so they could spend freely now.
"Alright."
Shen Yiyue didn't hesitate. She first put the gun back in its holster, then made a quick draw-load-aim motion that Ning Yu had just taught her.
She focused intently, gripping the black pistol firmly, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
A gunshot immediately echoed through the apartment building, spreading outward.
The zombies below all raised their heads again, trying to find the source of the sound.
What a strange night - first laughter, now gunshots. Did they think zombies were vegetarians or something?
But after looking around and finding no target, the zombies resumed their aimless wandering and moaning.
The leftmost bottle was hit accurately, right in the center - Ning Yu saw it clearly.
Not bad.
Ning Yu felt that Shen Yiyue really had natural talent as an assassin.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two more shots, with even shorter intervals than before, clearly with much less hesitation time.
The other two bottles also flew off, hit accurately in the center.
???
This was getting ridiculous - how could a novice have such good aim?
Ning Yu looked at Shen Yiyue with puzzled eyes, finding that she seemed somewhat unable to believe it herself.
She was looking at her shooting hand and the gun with amazement.
Could this girl be a one-in-a-million shooting prodigy?
"Yu... did I hit all of them?"
Shen Yiyue could hardly believe her own eyes as she asked Ning Yu.
Ning Yu walked forward, placed a few more bottles, then came back.
This time she went directly to Shen Yiyue's side, getting even closer:
"Do it again, this time I'll watch your movements carefully."
Shen Yiyue nodded at these words and picked up the gun again.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Another three consecutive shots, very crisp this time, without any hesitation.
The three bottles flew up in response, all hit.
What's going on?
Ning Yu stood right beside her, watching her movements clearly. There was definitely a novice's awkwardness - not the composure of a veteran.
But the accuracy was extraordinarily good.
"What does it feel like when you aim?"
Ning Yu asked, her face full of questions.
Shen Yiyue also felt somewhat confused. She thought for a moment before speaking:
"There is indeed a strange feeling."
"Strange feeling?"
Ning Yu quickly followed up.
"I feel that before I pull the trigger, it's as if I can see those bullets flying backward into the gun chamber, like a movie playing in reverse."
Shen Yiyue looked upward, hand supporting her cheek, wearing a thoughtful expression.
"I can't quite explain it, but it's like seeing the predetermined fact of the bottles being hit, even seeing the slow-motion moment when the bullet pierces the bottle body, except the bullet flies back in reverse."
"Then, I just need to make the same movements as what I saw, pull the trigger at the same moment, at the same angle."
"It feels like I've been given a script and I'm just acting it out, like everything's been arranged."
"And then I find that I've hit the target."
Shen Yiyue felt her own expression becoming confused - what nonsense was she talking about?
She scratched her head embarrassedly and giggled:
"Yu, am I getting sick with a fever? Am I confused?"
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
