Although it was a game, Witt never thought he would have such a poor day, just because of his automatic match of the evil gunman profession...

Born in the Flame Village at one end of the tributary of the Molten River, when I woke up, I felt a wave of heat coming. The rumbling sound from the depths of the ground was like a monster roaring. Witt sat up and looked around and found himself in a basement where rocks would shine. ★

Walking up from the conspicuous narrow stair passage on one side, and walking out of the Molten Fire Sacrifice Hall, the village I saw was a different scene.

The buildings mixed with gray and orange stone bricks and red tiles are arranged in an orderly manner in the village. There are many round deep wells in the village. Looking inward, I saw the flowing magma flashing in the depths. Later I realized that this well is said to be used to "ventilate" the lava river.

"This is the end of the Molten River. The flowing flames are Thor's blood. Starting from the Blood Abyss volcano group, it finally flows into the ground from the cliff mouth at the northwest end of the entrance of the village. Although it gathers under the Fire Village, they are still roaring underground and are unwilling to be buried by thick soil and rocks. Therefore, if you don't open a few air outlets to give these soul-bearing things, Thor will be angry over time, and maybe cause greater disasters such as earth-breaking and landslides... "

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"Manchester is mainly composed of three major races, the Manchester tribe, the Iron Tribe and the Shadow Tribe. Manchester tribe is mostly immigrants of the ancient Keen Great 6, so they mostly maintain the same genes as Keen Great 6, and they also look similar, but their dress, accent and weapons used are different from those of the Keen people, and they are still easy to identify. The people of the Iron Tribe have traces of mechanical transformation in their bodies. As for the Shadow Tribe, they live in the dark and dull Shadow City for many years, becoming ashen, thin, and hunched, but they like to wrap themselves in fully armed armor, leather and cloth clothes. They look very dangerous because their king-lord Yingzhu is a bloodthirsty villain, a demon who trades souls and demons for strength."

Flame Village belongs to the territory of the Manchester tribe. Witt was born naturally as a normal citizen. He was slender but strong, with a slightly square face and angular face. Although his nose was not high, his nose was quite perky. He was paired with purple eyes and firm thin lips, and with rare light blue, he looked handsome. When he first registered a hotel and looked in the mirror in the second floor room, although he was wrapped in a poor cloth at that time, Witt looked left and right, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

As for the terrible members of the Shadow Tribe described in the Fire Sacrifice, Witt soon saw one, right in the hotel in the Flame Village, which was the evening of the first day after entering the game, when he was level 15.

That night, after a round of tasks, he returned to the brightly lit hotel. Witt raised his legs and walked into the dining area. He saw a thin man in the original world dressed as the Muslin tribe. He wrapped himself tightly in a long gray-black cloth, revealing only a pair of light brown eyes, and the blue-white skin on his palms around his eyes.

Perhaps because he had been staring at the other party for too long, the man finally noticed it and looked back at him, and nodded kindly. I don’t know if the other party’s friendliness was a bit unexpected, or if he was embarrassed by his reckless look, Witt scratched his head, walked over, and sat opposite him.

"Little brother, are you a gunman?"

After Witt sat down, the man spoke first.

The little broken pistol not on Witt's waist has already betrayed his profession... Witt thought the other party should just use it politely to break the topic, so he said "um" lightly.

Just as I was about to ask him about the knowledge of the Shadow Tribe curiously, I didn't expect that the other party would continue to discuss his profession.

"It's hard to do gunmen these days. You have to work harder later. Come on." The other party's voice was weak, and it really matched his thin image as thin as paper. "I think you should be less than 20 levels, right? You, remember to learn engineering, and try your best to practice your professional skills to the full level, and then collect a few epic weapons and drawings to create powerful guns. However, Manchester is the most in short supply of gunmen. What materials and drawings are all expensive, and there are a limited number of tens of thousands of people to grab. It's not easy for you to get truly powerful equipment at a high level..."

"Oh? Do you have to learn engineering?" Witt thought about it. He had learned mining and alchemy. Now he had to change his major. Moreover, washing majors seemed to cost money. "Can't I collect the drawings in the future and ask someone to help me make it, or buy it directly?"

"Haha, in this world, you should not give precious things to anyone casually, be careful not to go back. Besides, no one who has the full-level engineering level does not understand the market? If you ask them to do this, you will not charge you a sky-high manufacturing fee, then there will be a ghost. You are still whimsical and want to buy top-quality guns directly? Really powerful guns are priceless. I have already said that Manchester 6 is not short of gunmen, but if the gunman lacks weapons to keep his hands, it is no different from a useless man. Making powerful weapons yourself is a hurdle that you can't overcome. It's better to practice your own professionalism, find drawings, make your own weapons, and be self-sufficient."

"Then...didn't this game have a mission, or monster, that directly drops epic weapons?" Witt tried to make his final struggle.

"I am just a novice, and this question is really unsure. However, I made friends with several gunmen on the way. From their complaints, they should have no mission and location to drop powerful guns." said the stranger.

"Oh? Have you been taking risks outside for a long time? How many levels are now?..." Witt couldn't help asking a lot, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have impolitely introduced himself before he introduced himself, so he quickly added, "Ah, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Witt, a native of Fire Village. Now he is level 15, a real rookie, haha."

"My name is Zhina. I am a Shadow Tribe born in Shadow Village. My profession is a mage. I have just been promoted to level 60." Zhina's eyes were curved, and she looked kind and laughing without any airs. "I'm happy to know, Witt." (To be continued.)8
Chapter completed!