Could it be——

Meng Chao's hair stood on end.

Regardless of the spinning world, he rushed to the shooting hole and looked down amid the exclamations of his family.

Sure enough, the ghost-eyed golden-winged flame insect fell heavily to the ground, and the gold liquid was obviously flowing all over the ground, but it was not completely dead.

It just pretended to be dead for a moment. As the gold liquid gradually solidified and the wounds squirmed and healed, its wings started to tremble slightly again.

"No, my body is too weak after all. My wounds haven't healed yet, and I haven't mastered powerful psychic powers.

"Although he has the consciousness of a 'perfect-level "Basic Marksmanship'" and the past life memory of monster weaknesses, the brain and body do not cooperate tacitly, and it takes a long time to get used to it.

"The shot just now had minor flaws in its accuracy and timing. It failed to hit the head."

Meng Chao felt desperate.

Could it be that, just like my sister who will most likely turn black, fate is like a rushing river that cannot be changed by human power?

"I want to change!"

He was gnashing his teeth, his eyes were bleeding, and he was about to climb downstairs and use "Rang Niu Jue" to fight the super beast hand to hand.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning tore through the fog and stabbed straight towards the Ghost-Eyed Golden-Winged Flame Insect.

Chi!

The ghost-eyed golden-winged flame insect had just flown half a meter before it was firmly pinned back to the ground.

The lightning surged, like hundreds of sharp sabers piercing the super beast's body at the same time, cutting every organ to pieces.

The super beast let out a mournful cry, and pieces of its carapace were lifted up by the electricity, and the flesh and blood inside exploded, completely dead.

It wasn't until the lightning dimmed that Meng Chao saw that what was nailed to it was a silver spear worth two feet.

The silver spear coils around the dragon, the tail of the spear trembles and neighs proudly.

Dressed in white, he looked like a man from heaven descending to earth, floating lightly on the tail of the gun.

The powerful aura instantly enveloped the entire Tianfu Garden, and many low-level monsters were so frightened that they did not even dare to move.

"Extraordinary one!"

All the residents were overjoyed and cheered for the rest of their lives.

Meng Chao still shattered Tianfuyuan's nightmare.

He delayed the most critical five minutes, allowing the supernatural to arrive in time before the super beast caused tragic damage.

Information is belatedly coming:

[Assist the extraordinary person to kill the ghost-eyed golden-winged flame insect, play a key role, contribution value +758]

[Performed outstandingly in the defense battle of Tianfuyuan, made the greatest contribution to this community, saved a large number of ordinary citizens, Dragon City became stronger because of you, contribution value +436]

[Ghost-eyed golden-winged flame bugs are far beyond the level you can deal with. Congratulations to the fire bearer for risking your own safety and defeating the strong with the weak. Once your deeds are spread, more ordinary citizens will be inspired to follow your example and fight to the end for civilization. Additional information

Contribution value +899]

[The probability of special citizen Bai Jiancao (Night Witch) becoming black is reduced by 1%, the future chaos of Dragon City is reduced, and the contribution value is +500]

[The current contribution value is 2478, which can awaken the new basic skill "Dragon Snake Strength" and the auxiliary skill "Basic Harvest Technique"]

Nearly 2,500 contribution points continue to shine.

There are also several new skills that are vague and waiting to be awakened.

Counting the "Basic Marksmanship" that was upgraded to "perfect level" in one breath, the harvest is quite rich.

Meng Chao was a little lost.

He sat leaning against the corner for a long time and grunted unwillingly:

"Extraordinary..."

…

The extraordinary appeared, the outcome was no longer in suspense, and the battle ended within half an hour.

Except for two residents who accidentally broke their arms, there were no casualties in Tin Fook Court.

In the eyes of the people of Longcheng, this kind of injury can be solved with just a few band-aids.

"Won!"

"Finally we killed these beasts."

"Extraordinary people are awesome."

"Lao Meng from Building 19 is pretty awesome. He was the first to inflict serious damage on the super beast. He is worthy of being the sharpshooter of the army twenty years ago."

"Stop arguing. In the final analysis, Tianfuyuan is awesome, Dragon City is awesome, and we people on Earth are the most awesome!"

The shooting team and the bayonet team complimented each other, the residents were smiling, and the community was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Next comes the exciting part of harvest.

It’s not much different from killing pigs during the New Year in rural areas in the Earth Age.

The crystal loudspeaker played the cheerful music of "Today is a good day", and young and old men went into battle together, sharpening their knives and harvesting monsters.

All ordinary monsters are owned by Tianfuyuan.

Although the black beetle looks ugly, the lumps of flesh and blood inside the carapace are very delicious. When steamed and dipped in ginger vinegar, it tastes like hairy crabs from the earth's age.

Just imagining the lumps of "racing crabs" the size of chicken legs will make many residents drool.

Moreover, the rich mucus in its body is also a high-quality fuel additive, which can be sold for a lot of money.

There is also the newly evolved ghost-eyed golden-winged flame insect. Because it appears in Dragon City for the first time, it has high research value. If it is sent to the Monster Research Institute by a transcendent, it will also be converted into a large amount of cash, weapons, ammunition and training resources.

Return to Tin Fook Court.

Meng Yishan wore chemical protective clothing, anti-corrosion gloves and galoshes, and wielded a butcher knife and scalpel.

He looks like a savage butcher and a crazy witch doctor.

He is not only one of the most powerful gunmen in Tianfuyuan, but also the strongest reaper, no one.

In fact, he is a professional. Whenever the fog falls and monsters emerge in large numbers, he and a group of old brothers are hired by a resource recovery company to clean up the battlefield.

Meng Chao was too tired and lay on the balcony watching the bustling labor scene.

After injecting several tubes of highly concentrated nutrient solution and clearing out all the emergency compressed food at home, I finally regained my composure.

But I was still hungry, as hungry as if my stomach had been shot by a main battle tank.

The pain in my head didn't ease much. I took ice cubes to suppress it for half an hour. My teeth were sore from the cold, but I was still dizzy and aching.

He covered his head, rubbed his stomach, recalled the battle just now, and thought about the next development plan.

"Since the ghost-eyed golden-winged flame bug appears, it means that the monsters are constantly escalating and the war is about to get out of control.

"I must race against time to become stronger as soon as possible.

He thought for a long time and first confirmed one thing.

The vague memory of past lives should be a kind of protection for the brain.

Material determines consciousness. The number of human brain cells is limited, and the capacity of memory cells is also limited. No one can clearly remember every detail and every skill of decades of life.

If at the moment of rebirth, all the information remembered in the previous life for decades were poured into the immature brain of a seventeen-year-old, the only result would be that the brain would be burned out and the person would become an idiot.

"It seems that only if I continue to become stronger through practice and have more powerful brain cells and central nervous system, will the memories of past lives be continuously released?

"It makes sense. Every time I awaken a small piece of memory and a skill, I feel like I have a splitting headache and a hungry stomach. If I awaken decades of memories and hundreds of skills in an instant, my head will either explode or my life force will be drained out instantly.

"It's like encapsulating my past life memories into a 'slow-release capsule' and releasing them little by little before they can be safely absorbed by the brain and body. I wonder if this is the law of rebirth or the protection of fire?"

In addition, Meng Chao also discovered that mastering "perfect-level" skills does not mean that one is truly perfect.

Awakening the memory of his past life can only help him have perfect consciousness.

The brain said: "I have perfect marksmanship, super strong!"

The body says, "No, you don't."

Something like this.

"Relying on contribution points to achieve proficiency, the 'perfect' achieved, even if it can reach the nerve endings, will still have many flaws. It needs to be continuously used in actual combat to achieve a high degree of unity between consciousness and body.

"But I don't have the resources to practice. I'm hungry like a soft-legged shrimp all day long. I have to gasp for a long time to kill a black beetle. How can I fight in practice?"

Going around and around, we come back to the old problem, my family is poor...

"I have fire and past life memories, and my learning efficiency is much higher than others. Correspondingly, my cultivation resource consumption is three to five times or more than that of ordinary students. Where do these resources come from?

"Just relying on study groups to earn resources from classmates is not a long-term solution. How much money students can have is too exaggerated, and the school will not allow it.

"Going to the public to open a training class to teach "Super Rang Niu Jin"? Impossible. To open such a class, you need to be qualified and famous. You need to register a company and advertise, and hire strong people to be brand spokespersons. It doesn't take more than a year and a half.

When it comes to cultivating the market and publicity and promotion, no one comes to me as a senior high school student, and too much time is wasted. How can I take the college entrance examination?"

Meng Chao scratched his head in distress.
To be continued...