Chapter 245: Game Pool

During the exchange between Bai Liu and Tang Er, Hua Gan takes out a measuring tape and carefully pulls it from the tip of the monkey's paw on Mu Sicheng's left side to the tip of the paw on the other side, and measures it at the two shoulder peaks.

"The length of the spreading arm is two meters seventeen, the length of the toes nine centimeters, the width of the shoulder forty-six centimeters, and the total length of the upper limbs about seventy-seven centimeters."

Hua Gan would speak as his apprentice took notes, and finally he pressed down on Mu Sicheng's shoulder blade bulge, turned his head, and added, "-the upper limbs and the height could possibly grow again, to make it eighty-five centimeters."

Mu Sicheng moved uncomfortably.

The apprentice looked at Mu Sicheng with some incredulity , slightly enviously and jealously muttered down, "Hands so long still long, really a monkey ......"

Mu Sicheng gave the apprentice a fierce look of hatred: "I am long! I'm still young, and I can grow anywhere on my body! Even my breasts can grow again!"

Apprentice: "......= =......"

Hua Gan would interrupt Mu Sicheng's provocation of his apprentice, "He's complimenting you, long hands are good."

Mu Sicheng looked over in disbelief.

Hua Gan will explain: "Look at your figure, you should exercise a lot, right? Let me give you an analogy with sports. In most competitive sports, such as basketball, volleyball, and even table tennis, where the whole body moves relatively little, is it generally true that the longer the hand, the more popular the athlete?"

"You were dominant in sports growing up, weren't you?" Hua Gan would sweep his arm.

Mu Sicheng nodded hesitantly.

"Longer hands mean you have a wider range of attack and defense than others, I've seen the gameplay footage Charles sent over of you, your neurological reflexes are pretty quick, your dynamic vision is one of the best I've come across, and ninety percent of the raids that come within your range of attack and defense are going to be interrupted."

Hua Gan will put away the measuring tape and raise his eyes, "Do you know what this means?"

Mu Sicheng was still pondering, Hua Gan would not expect this guy to give him an answer, turned around and put away the tape measure, and continued on by himself, "There is no team member with skills that can be used as a [Shield] in your team."

"Your high movement speed and sneak attack skills make you more of a [Wanderer] or [Attacker], but the arm length widens your defensive range, which means you're a pretty good [Shield] at arm length range."

Hua Gan will turn sideways over to look at Mu Sicheng: "You make up for your team's defensive deficiencies, while also acting as a [roaming] and secondary attacker."

"Having this three-sided status allows the tactician to use you as a contraction point and extension of the play, greatly flexing the offense and reducing the risk of the offense."

Saying this, Hua Gan would test a piece of armor iron on Mu Sicheng's body, and then as naturally as if he had instructed Mu Sicheng to wash his hands, he handed him the piece of iron, saying, "Then hold this piece of iron and put your hand into the lava."

Mu Sicheng, who is being blown off a bit : "Oh, okay ...... what? Why are you reaching in!?!!"

Hua Gan will give him a strange look, "Your weapon is a monkey's paw, of course you have to put your hand in to quench it."

Mu Sicheng glanced at the gurgling, bubbling, fiery lava into which the apprentice was placing a glittering diamond, and within a second, it had melted down to a wisp of smoke.

"Has Master's magma temperature risen again?" The apprentice slapped his forehead in agony, "Diamonds with a melting point of four thousand degrees can only be melted to make a base, the cost of remodeling has gone up again ......"

Mu Sicheng: "......"

Damn it, sticking his two-meter arms in there would melt him down to one meter in an instant!

Mu Sicheng would not do it, so Hua Gan would simply - turn to Bai Liu: "Hey, your team members are not cooperating with the remodeling."

Bai Liu, who was talking to Tang Er, poked his head out from the side, "What's wrong?"

Hua Gan will point to Mu Sicheng, who has his hands behind his back, "I just told him to put his hands in the lava, but he wouldn't do it."

"What do you mean just ah!!!" Mu Sicheng's eyes went round and he cursed, "Try it yourself damn it!"

Bai Liu raised his chin to Tang Er, "Go help him."

Mu Sicheng, who saw Tang Er hitting towards him, couldn't help but cover his chest and screamed in horror, "Hey--! What are you doing! You don't come over ah!!! Ah ----!!!"

Mu Sicheng, who was forced to put his hands into the lava by Tang Er's grip on the back of his neck, froze, "Eh, it doesn't hurt."

The lava was warm and hot on his monkey paws, the metal in his claws melting like butter on iron and slipping through his fingers and slowly traveling back to plating the edges of his toes.

Not only is it not hot, it's a little cozy.

Now Mu Sicheng is again stumped, he arrogantly poured lava on his arm, looked askance at Tang Er hit behind him, and kicked the other side to kick away: "Get out of here, you need to help me, I'll just ...... do it myself."

Before the words were out of his mouth, Mu Sicheng's action of pouring the lava caused the flying spray to splash on Mu Sicheng's trouser leg outside the boiler, blinking a large hole was burned out, and the flames burned up the edges of the hole, scalded Mu Sicheng to the point that he jumped straight up.

Liu Jiayi was quick to put out the flames with a fire extinguisher.

She couldn't help but look at the big hole in her pants that burned to only less than twenty centimeters away from Mu Sicheng's three inches below the umbilicus with the pity of looking at a fool, "This is magma, except for a little bit of specialness when it comes to quenching your skillful weaponry, but it's still affluent to burn you and your pants at this temperature."

Mu Sicheng had his head down and a blanket over his legs (because Bai Liu felt it would be indecent to expose his thighs in the presence of a little girl, he had Mu Sicheng cover himself up over the hole in his pants).

He sat beside the boiler with his head hanging down like an oppressed daughter-in-law, not daring to make a move, and tearfully washing his hands with the lava.

Compared to Mu Sicheng's frenetic transformation process, Liu Jiayi and Mu Ke's transformation is much clearer and more straightforward.

"I assume the [Control] position, but I wish to expand my control." Liu Jiayi took out his poison and antidote glass vials and put it succinctly, "The fragile glass containers limit my play, I need a drug container with a shorter interval and stronger volatility, and preferably with some offensive attributes attached to it."

Hua Gan will only ponder for a moment, "There is a container that meets your requirements, but I don't know if it can be smoothly fused with your pill bottle."

Liu Jiayi tilts her head, "What container?"

"Wait, I'll find it and show you ......" Hua Gan would bury his upper body in a pile of what looked like trash and rummage through it, scratching his ass every now and then, "... ...I remember it's here, eh!"

Hua Gan would throw two rusty cans backward, Liu Jiayi caught them steadily, looked down, and couldn't hold back the corner of his mouth from twitching twice: "--Anti-molestation spray bottles?"

Hua Gan will pat the ash on his hand, "Didn't say I'd use this for you ah, just a reference for you first, it's this kind of spray-paint-like bottle that can be used to store and atomize your poisons and antidotes and maximize the healing effect, as well as expanding the range of use."

"With a spray bottle, you can even use your skills as if there was no skill cooldown period, as long as you calculate the proper dose of poison or antidote to use."

Liu Jiayi weighed the bottle of mace in his hand and tossed it back to Hua Gan who said, "If I use this, what's the maximum range of control?"

Hua Gan will catch the spray bottle, "I can modify the nozzle to the point where it can spray up to thirty meters, but at that distance, your drug will have very little effect and will be dispersed pretty much as a deterrent."

Liu Jiayi nodded in understanding, that's how spray-type containers work, the farther away the attack is, the less effective it is.

Hua Gan will put on his welding helmet, draw a welding torch and point it at the spray bottle, giving Liu Jiayi an inquiring look, "If you're sure about this container, I can make you a few control gear nozzles of varying potency, such as a fifteen-meter nozzle for the strongest concentration of the drug, then twenty-five meters, and the weakest thirty meters. "

"It's also possible to make nozzles with different degrees of aggregation right?" Liu Jiayi asks, "like a needle shape with very high concentration and a shower shape with wider diffusion."

Hua Gan will nod his head sharply, "It's nothing."

Liu Jiayi simply said, "Then this is it!"

The apprentice puts Hua Gan's modified spray bottle and Liu Jiayi's skillful container of glass bottles into a funnel and submerges them into the lava.

Mu Sicheng, who is still washing his hands with the lava, curiously peeks in and sees Liu Jiayi's glass bottle slowly melting into liquid in the colander, then little by little it climbs onto the spray-paint bottle at the other end.

Hua Gan would toss up a pair of black daggers, dropping to hook them with his index finger and looking sideways at Mu Ke : "This is not your skill weapon, there is no connection of desire between you and this pair of daggers."

"Yes, it was handed over to me by someone else." Mu Ke replied honestly to Hua Gan's words.

"Light, airy, fast and sharp." Hua Gan would run his thumb across the blade of the dagger, sticking his tongue out to lick through it in disbelief at the sight of blood, smacking it for a moment, "It's a pair of top-notch assassin's daggers, their only weakness is that they're hard to wound."

"This is a soft-hearted and cowardly fellow." Hua Gan would lift his eyelids to scan Mu Ke's eyes, "--quite different from you."

"Your aggression is not outwardly obvious, but it is strong, and the dagger that your desire spawns is bound to be hard-hearted and venomous, seemingly harmless but bound to hurt, not unlike this one with its blade not even open."

Mu Ke smiles kindly and echoes what Hua Gan will say, "Is that so?"

Hua Gan will sweep him off his feet, "This is not your original weapon, so the alteration process is much more troublesome, but I can handle all of that, but the most troublesome point here is that I'm not sure you'll still be able to establish a soul connection with these daggers after the alterations."

"It's not a derivative of your desire, and I don't know if it will continue to hold your desire after it's remodeled."

Mu Ke asks, "What happens if it can't be accommodated?"

"You will explode along with the dagger." Hua Gan would flex his fingers and tap on the dagger, "The best way to remodel is to keep it still, you are safe and so is the dagger."

"Is it safe ......" Mu Ke drooped his long slender eyelashes, he is lips red and teeth white exquisite looks, such a drooped eyes do not speak to give a person a kind of reserved fragility, as if what precious fragile can only be used to decorate the object.

"If it was before, I probably would have chosen the safer option." Mu Ke seemed to think it over as he looked up with a light smile, his eyes piercing through the Hua Gan in front of him and falling onto Bai Liu, who was leaning against the wall.

Bai Liu watched Mu Ke calmly, as if he already knew what choice he would make.

Mu Ke coalesced his gaze on General Hua Gan's face, "Is there any way to maximize the power of this dagger's attack in a split second, the kind that can kill an opponent in a single blow."

"I'm going to be the best assassin I can be, and the moment I wander into the enemy's camp, I'm going to take away their tactician."

Hua Gan will answer: "Yes."

But then he added, "It's true that Assassin is the most suitable skill for [Wandering], but Assassin's destiny is sacrifice, to say something as arrogant as to take away the opponent's Tactician in one hit, then are you ready to sacrifice yourself?"

Mu Ke didn't hesitate: "Done."

Hua Gan would stare fixedly at Mu Ke for a few moments before closing his own gaze to a pair of daggers laid out on the tabletop, inhaling deeply before saying, "You are not suited for a short weapon like a dagger with too little blood staining."

"You're suited for a long soldier like a samurai/blade that kills its master with its body."

Mu Ke didn't think there was anything wrong with General Hua Gan's statement of "sacrificing his life for the Lord", and he bowed politely to thank him, "Thank you, Mr. General Hua Gan."

Mu Sicheng was still washing his hands in the lava when he saw the apprentice bring over another colander with two daggers and a long, blood-stained knife in it, hang it toward the boiler, and then strike away toward Bai Liu and Tang Er.

The apprentice gave them a timid look, "Here, your turn."

Bai Liu and Tang Er hit looked at each other and walked over, Tang Er hit drew his gun, laid it flat on the table and pushed it over.

Hua Gan will observe this weapon for a long time before removing the magnifying glass hanging next to his eyes and gazing intently at this Tang Er fight, "Your weapon doesn't need to be modified."

He wiped the gun clean and placed it back into Tang Er's beaten hand, "Your weapon is what suits you best, and your desires have remained the same all along, the same desires that got you into the game in the first place, and the only thing this weapon may need to be fine-tuned-"

Hua Gan will nod at the rose brand on the hilt of the gun, "--That's the rose brand, it's time for you to get a new brand for your weapon."

"It's like giving your soul a new place to belong." Hua Gan would say, giving Tang Er a deep look as he fought.

Tang Er hit stunned, he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the gun in his hand, the brand of the rose on the hilt choking his palm, cold and familiar, a mark that had followed him through countless world lines-

--It's like Su Yang's gentle waiting for him to smile, and the captain's voice.

But the captain is Su Yang now, and he doesn't have to wait for the irresponsible, evasive captain anymore.

Tang Er hit looked down at the gun and scrutinized it for a long time before finally letting out a low laugh and releasing it, "Change it."

The apprentice took another colander and put the gun and one of Bai Liu's gloves in it, submerging the lava to hang by the boiler.

Mu Sicheng wondered, "Hasn't Bai Liu's weapon modification been completed? Why did you bring it back?"

The apprentice didn't look back, "It's not about modifying Mr. Bai Liu's weapon, it's about using Mr. Bai Liu's weapon to replace the branding on Mr. Tang Er's gun."

"You're all that's left at the end." Hua Gan raises an eyebrow as soon as he sweeps the bone whip Bai Liu puts up, "Don't you know the rules of a remodeler? Weapon modification doesn't do bone whips."

Bai Liu, hearing this for the first time, asked with amusement, "Why?"

Hua Gan would push Bai Liu's Bone Whip back, "Because in this current game, the most perfect weapon form is the Bone Whip."

"Any reformer who has seen Spades use a bone whip once has never been able to come up with an attack weapon more drenching than that." Hua Gan will pause as if remembering something, then add, "And I've seen it quite a few times."

"I thought I couldn't change the form of the weapon better than the bone whip, so I made a rule not to change the bone whip."

Hua Gan will wave his hand impatiently, "Take your perfect weapon away from me now!"

Bai Liu put away the bone whip with good grace.

The remodel is progressing to the end.

Liu Jiayi troubles the remodeler to mark her contact lenses (the ones Heart gave her) with the markings of a wandering circus, Mu Sicheng carefully pulls out his hand, long soaked in lava, and apprentice after apprentice pulls up the spoons that hang over the edge of the boiler.

The dark brown flowing metal armor on the monkey's paw is as soft and tough, touching it has the texture of animal leather and the coldness of metal, Mu Sicheng stretched out his long fingernails, the top of it is like silver plating shining, casually scratching downwards, the material with a defense of less than 4,000 tofu crumbles like a crumple.

"Woah shit-!!!" Mu Sicheng jolted to his feet, his eyes glowing as he cupped his hands, "The attack value has gotten so much stronger!"

Mu Ke drew his own katana from the leaky spoon, and unlike his appearance, it was a short, overly simple katana, about forty centimeters long, with a cold, snowy blade that reflected Mu Ke's unperturbed countenance.

The two daggers can be seen embedded in the center, Mu Ke breaks the hilt down and it becomes two daggers again, slightly affixed to each other, and like magnets they attract each other back to the long knife.

Mu Ke quietly looked at the short sword, his breathing was so small that it could not be heard, so quiet that it was like a deep pool and stagnant water with no wind blowing through it, not a single ripple, and even the appearance of his face was hidden as the sword became a success.

He wrapped his hands around the hilt of the knife, his gaze snapped up, and without warning, he took a vicious downward swing at a diamond that was sitting on the table.

The diamonds are unmoved.

Mu Ke sheathed his sword and turned away with a calm demeanor.

After ten seconds or so, some tiny cracks appeared in the center of the diamond, which grew bigger and bigger, interlocking and uniting with each other, and ultimately causing the diamond to shatter into a puddle of pieces.

Liu Jiayi's glass bottles were transformed into two purple and white paint cans, the length of an adult's hand, lightweight and convenient, with a dozen or so spray nozzles of varying range and dispersion housed in the openings, which Liu Jiayi tried out with a fresh look in his eyes - and then corroded an abstract painting on the wall with the poison.

Only Tang Er was more subdued when he hit get his weapon, staring out at the hexagram and werewolf eye symbol on the hilt, his fingers rubbing unconsciously.

"I said ......" Hua Gan would interrupt the nonsense with a headache, "Almost done, you can't use offensive skills on people in the system lobby, you can only try them on objects, but dead things and the people you are actually fighting against are not the same, try into the game to try."

Bai Liu gathers a group of excited, childlike players together and Hua Gan will say thank you.

But he was impatiently shooed away, "Get out of here, get out of here!"

Bai Liu led the reformed team members out.

The side of Mu Sicheng's headset was carved by Hua Gan's hand with a hexagram and a werewolf symbol, and is now covered by his hooked lip over his head.

Tang Er Ta is holding a pistol with a hexagram on the handle, her eyes sweeping alertly in all directions, Liu Jiayi is sitting on Tang Er Ta's shoulder, wearing contact lenses given to her by Heart, her pupils refracting the hexagram and werewolf's eye pattern - she had bothered Hua Gan to put the print on the contact lenses, and Liu Jiayi is wearing the contact lenses. .

Hua Gan would have liked to put the team's markings on Mu Ke's short sword, but Mu Ke shook his head and refused - he was an assassin, and the more low-key he was, the easier it would be to succeed in a sneak attack, and such a conspicuous marking wouldn't be conducive to him disguising himself.

And ......

Mu Ke raised his eyes and looked reverently and intently at Bai Liu's back, who was walking in the front, his breathing incredibly light.

He doesn't need to carve that mark externally anymore, because his life, his memory, and even his soul have already been engraved with that mark.

Bai Liu straightened the edges of his gloves before dropping his hands naturally to his side, the hexagram symbol of flowing magma glowing on the backs of his hands as he lifted his eyelids and took his first step forward:

"Tomorrow is the official start of league rivalry training, and we're going to be looking for games with league players to train for."

"Yes!!!"

Mu Sicheng picked up the conversation with vigor, "We'll fight whoever we want tomorrow!"

Bai Liu turned back, smiling, "Killer sequence."

Mu Sicheng was dumbfounded: "? What? Which guild?!"

"We're going to solo a copy of the ice field with Spades in it tomorrow." Bai Liu absently shakes the fishbone whip in his hand, his smile deepening, "To get a taste of the rumored most perfect weapon."