Lin Yu'an's learning speed was astonishing, quickly mastering the techniques Earl taught him and forming his own shooting style.
At the end of the final training session, Earl handed Lin Yu'an a heavy rectangular plastic case containing a high-magnification sniper rifle scope with adjustable mount!
Earl said flatly, "That old guy Hopes doesn't like drilling holes in his artwork, but you need this."
"I already had him reserve the mounting interface. Figure out the calibration...
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Locke carefully deliberated, weighing the pros and cons, then tentatively asked, "Wizard Urien Rich, I can tutor your grandson."
"Although I cannot guarantee that I can guide him into the field of potion studies."
"But I will teach him seriously."
Wizard Urien Rich showed a satisfied smile. "Of course, no one can guarantee that someone else will definitely become a potion master assistant, otherwise there wouldn't be so many first-class wizard apprentices who spend decades j...
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When Locke opened his door, he discovered that beside Wizard Urien Rich, there was also a third-class wizard apprentice who appeared to be about fourteen years old.
Wizard Urien Rich was still wearing a wizard robe embroidered with silver threads, with a magical stone tablet floating behind him. The tablet was inscribed with arcane runes of the Evocation School's frost magic branch, causing some frost to spread around the edges of the magical stone tablet.
Just the invisible magic...
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When Locke and the others walked out of the assessment venue wearing their badges, they immediately saw quite a crowd gathered around the assessment location.
These people all came from various major local wizard families, as well as high-end shops from Chimera Trading Market, or people from certain special institutions.
Olive branches were extended toward Locke and Gogol one after another.
Potion master assistants could do quite a lot now, being able to independently brew m...
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Locke snapped his fingers, and immediately a 1,400-degree wood element flame ignited on the stand beneath the cauldron, the green flame having the gentlest nature.
Only simple potions could be brewed using ordinary fire; slightly complex potions all required magical flames.
Only magical flames could extract the natural magical components from those medicinal materials and use the different properties of magical flames to alter these components, creating the potion effects that pot...
2025-08-10 01:14:06 +0000 UTC
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Wizard Derek Jones called for the next examinee, a first-class wizard apprentice from another small wizard organization.
This first-class wizard apprentice was quite old, appearing to be a middle-aged man with graying temples. Locke guessed his actual age was at least over a hundred years old.
First-class wizard apprentices had lifespans of two hundred years, so to reach the point of graying temples, it would be impossible without being over a hundred years old.
First-class ...
2025-08-10 01:13:34 +0000 UTC
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Inside Locke's residence.
Locke looked at the two gems before him, lost in thought. On the table lay a jewel, a deep blue diamond that he had synthesized from two Level 6 Deep Blue Jades and one Level 6 quality diamond.
Locke saw its description:
[Deep Blue Diamond: A variant of Deep Blue Jade found only in the deepest underground mineral veins. This mutated version of Deep Blue Jade is produced when Deep Blue Jade devours diamond ore. Its mana filtering performance is more ...
2025-08-10 01:13:03 +0000 UTC
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One month passed quickly.
In the public botanical garden, Locke handed over his duties to Hughes Coffman, a first-class wizard apprentice who had come to take over. Normally they wouldn't need to meet in person, but Hughes Coffman had arrived half a day early at the 500-acre public magical field area that Locke was responsible for.
Hughes took a few glances around the 500-acre public magical field, his eyes flashing with brilliance. He hadn't expected that a newly promoted first-c...
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Inside the massive botanical garden, with overlapping peaks and ridges and an artificial sun hanging high, specific magical radiation continuously emanated from the artificial sun. Locke was certain this was Mana Co-frequency Cultivation Method equipment more advanced than a Radiation Cauldron.
In this space that seemed like a miniature alternate dimension, even the gentle breeze carried magical fluctuations.
Within the botanical garden, many high-level slaves were working, while ...
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McCarthy said, "And even if you could extract ancient creature bloodline from the cat girls, it would be too mutated. Unless you're like me and can find ancient fossils, extract information elements carried by negative energy particles from the fossils, then use this information to further modify the purified ancient creature bloodline..."
McCarthy boasted, "But ancient creature bloodlines are indeed powerful, possessing many powers that modern magical creatures cannot have. Some powers...
2025-08-10 01:11:17 +0000 UTC
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Faced with archaeologist McCarthy's sudden enthusiasm, Locke was rather cautious. He probed, "Shop owner McCarthy, do you also research ancient creature bloodlines?"
McCarthy became enthusiastic. He put down the magnifying glass and handed the ring back to Locke. "More than just some research, ancient creature bloodlines are a field that every archaeologist yearns for."
"My goodness, the ancient bloodline on you is so pure. I don't know what methods you used to obtain it."
M...
2025-08-10 01:10:42 +0000 UTC
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Four eyes met.
Apart from feeling disgusted by the stitched-together Homelander monster, Ian showed no panic whatsoever. He might be small fry in the DC universe, but in this nightmare Marvel world, he was immune to all damage.
"I'm not the crazy one, you guys are... Too bad I can't introduce you to my therapist, otherwise he could definitely teach you how to turn assembled corpses back into assembled meals."
Ian turned back wanting to criticize Gwen a few times, but found t...
2025-08-10 01:00:13 +0000 UTC
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Obviously, Ian hadn't found the wrong place.
He was just clearly a little late.
The battle had already ended.
"This is normal. After all, I'm a DC person, and in our world, even the fastest man alive is always late." Ian's gaze turned to the frozen square, which was littered with soldiers' corpses scattered everywhere. And in the center of this devastation, Gwen Stacy was leaning against the broken wall.
She was still wearing that battle suit, though it had been torn o...
2025-08-10 00:59:21 +0000 UTC
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Nightmare world.
The eternal cold wind carried snowflakes that slapped against Ian's face. He looked down in confusion at the demon's head dangling at his waist. The creature's murky eyes and face were filled with terror and fear.
"What dimensional demon god?"
Ian pondered while slightly furrowing his brow.
"You... you..." The demon's head was still immersed in incredulous horror. It couldn't understand how Superman's son could be a dimensional demon god.
This wa...
2025-08-10 00:58:45 +0000 UTC
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For Clark, this was a transmission of his family values.
And for Ian, he still couldn't quite understand such an unexpected situation.
"Thank you! Dad!" Of course, he was still very grateful for his father's understanding, his face beaming with surprised delight as he stepped forward and gave Clark a solid hug.
He could feel his father's muscles tense for an instant.
Then relax helplessly.
Warmth with a distinctly family-colored hue was overflowing.
And jus...
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The air in the room seemed to freeze.
Only the faint chirping of crickets from the lawn's green belt outside could be heard.
Ian held the demon's head, staring nervously at the door blocked by the wardrobe. He kept whispering repeatedly in the demon's ear, "Quickly tell him that no living being can resist demonic temptation, that his son put up a heroic resistance but ultimately was defeated by you, this evil demon."
"Emphasize that it was such stubborn resistance that even ...
2025-08-10 00:57:19 +0000 UTC
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Perhaps the minotaur demon had truly changed its approach and wanted to tempt Ian.
"We can make a contract, a soul contract, using the power of the contract to guarantee that I won't harm you," it suggested to Ian with utmost sincerity.
"Aren't you loyal to Trigon?"
Ian's suspicious gaze was filled with distrust.
"I'm not planning to switch allegiances. The great Demon King is my eternal faith, and this will absolutely never change. The contract between us would merely...
2025-08-10 00:56:40 +0000 UTC
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The letter was very formal and the content was also very polite and gentlemanly.
It was just the sender's signature at the end that was somewhat stimulating. Of course, for Ian, being able to gain recognition from the original character was definitely recognition and proof of his world-shocking talent.
Others had landmine girlfriends.
He had landmine fans.
Both were happy things to have. If Ian could really withdraw ten million dollars with the check in his hand tomorr...
2025-08-10 00:55:16 +0000 UTC
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He ran.
He chased.
Ian felt like he had nowhere to escape.
Having gained a new profession and new talent, Ian's attribute boost was actually quite noticeable.
[Name: Ian Kent]
[Ordinary Profession: Student lv7 (125/640)]
[Extraordinary Professions: Berserker LV4 (9/80), Savage Tyrant lv1 (0/10)]
[World Recognition: Independent NPC]
[Strength: 11→13]
[Constitution: 8.9→14]
[Intelligence: 2.8→3.0]
[Spirit: 7.5→7.6]
...
2025-08-10 00:53:53 +0000 UTC
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Seeing the Gotham millionaire asking questions, Ian instinctively wanted to pick up the phone and chew it to pieces. Teeth were humanity's most primitive and powerful built-in weapon, and even if they broke, it wouldn't affect him at all with his self-healing skill. For Ian, breaking a few teeth every now and then could even save the family money on dentist visits for teenage cavities.
"I advise you not to do that."
The voice from the phone was deep and hoarse. "I added a small bo...
2025-08-10 00:52:40 +0000 UTC
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Ian ultimately overestimated Franklin's purchasing power, or perhaps he underestimated the economic strength of the role-playing enthusiast community. The money he brought with him only allowed him to buy a low-quality knockoff costume.
Of course, clutching plastic batarangs and tugging at his ill-fitting cloth armor, Ian remained confident. He used the night as cover and came to a relatively secluded public phone booth.
Such communication facilities were still everywhere in Ameri...
2025-08-10 00:51:56 +0000 UTC
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(A bit busy today...)
For Pledged Members:
Necromancer, What the Hell Is A Type 055 Summon? — Chapters 91 to 100
Wasteland Border Inspector — Chapters 91 to 94
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Necromancer, What the Hell Is A Type 055 Summon? — Chapters 55 & 56
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2025-08-09 15:56:00 +0000 UTC
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There were still people standing outside, so Lee Matteo didn't dare say much. He quickly pulled out a neatly folded piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over:
"List of inspectors currently still in the buffer zone. I've categorized the items, you can look for yourself."
Unfolding a corner of the paper.
Seeing several Eastern faction names listed under the Western faction, Cheng Ye's expression slightly hardened, and he calmly folded the paper back up:
"Thanks."...
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Wang Kang left.
Cheng Ye could tell that this little brother left behind by his predecessor had not been comforted by his words at all, but instead seemed even more frightened.
There were probably two reasons for this.
First, he himself was still just a trainee inspector, yet he boldly promised to take care of the other person. These words might have sounded completely unreliable to Wang Kang.
Second, when Wang Kang saw him take off his short-sleeved shirt, revealing t...
2025-08-09 15:52:49 +0000 UTC
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Pushing open the security door, five boxes of nutritional paste were already piled on the floor.
Compared to the room at the medical facility, Cheng Ye found that his little home truly counted as having bare walls, with nothing but necessary furniture and no extra decorations.
However, once he closed the door, a strong sense of security washed over him, something no other place could provide.
Pulling over the only stool to sit down, Cheng Ye began removing his clothes piece ...
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The sun rose and set as usual.
The morning light at seven o'clock filtered through the gap in the curtains, casting a long, slender streak of brightness on the floor.
Although there's no place like home, no matter how luxurious.
Cheng Ye still had to admit that last night was the most comfortable sleep he'd had since transmigrating to this world.
Unlike the complete peace of mind he felt at Big Brother's place that night, this comfort was purely physical.
July in...
2025-08-09 15:51:26 +0000 UTC
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The ogre and goblin bandit camp completely exploded in hysterical screams and several tents being ignited for no reason, amid chaos.
Campfires toppled over, sparks flew everywhere, igniting the dry canvas and the nerves that had already been stretched to their limits.
At that time, Little Kaga hadn't fully realized what had happened.
He even felt a trace of worry.
At the enemy's current advance speed, in another five or six days, they could reach Vast Sea Territory's a...
2025-08-09 01:21:10 +0000 UTC
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On the eleventh day of entering the desert, the blazing white sun still hung high above.
The sand grains, having been scorched all day, steamed with burning heat that penetrated through Larila's thick boot soles, stubbornly creeping upward, burning all the way into his heart and kindling an indescribable rage within.
Larila irritably kicked away the sand pile at his feet, his gaze fixed deadly on the horizon.
He needed that blinding disc of light to sink a bit more, and fast...
2025-08-09 01:20:29 +0000 UTC
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In the winter desert, even though the pale sun overhead looked cold and cheerless, the heat waves from the ground still distorted the air, scorchingly hot and frightening.
The sand grains made faint groaning sounds under boot soles, as if they might melt into glass at any moment.
Wood was quite accustomed to this.
Wood was an Iron Badge Warrior who came from the humid, sweltering lands at the southernmost edge of the Crescent Moon Federation. The temperature in his hometown ...
2025-08-09 01:19:41 +0000 UTC
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Oren greatly appreciated such generous buyers.
Both sides quickly finalized the details.
The first batch would consist of one thousand young and strong slaves, with humans accounting for at least half, beastmen preferably from docile species, and half-beastmen preferably centaurs.
The upper three and lower three races were temporarily not considered, to be discussed later.
Different from others, Lord Chen Mo directly proposed that if these slaves had family members, su...
2025-08-09 01:19:05 +0000 UTC
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