Chapter 2 Little Turtle

The morning light was wrapped in and shook his head to show that he didn't understand.

Chenfeng took the opportunity to educate him and tell him the secret of happiness in his heart: "This means that there is no difference between people, and there is no difference between me and outsiders. If one day you can understand this truth, then your heart will be really happy. Think about it, if I love your mother as much as my heart and love you as my liver, then I won't protect you with all my strength when you are in danger? It's like the heart and liver are gone. People can't live. If you or your mother are gone, I can't live either.

---The calves are still shaking and shaking there.

Chen Guang asked, "Dad, what's in there?"

Chen Feng said depressedly, "It's a little turtle that hasn't been weaned. I guess it doesn't even have wisdom and crawled into the trap at will. But it's better than nothing. Dad has been very weak recently. It's not bad to make up with this bastard stew.

When Chenfeng said this, he turned his back to the turtle. He didn't find that the little turtle's four legs trembling, and he was so scared that he didn't dare to move.

Chen Guang felt sympathy. He touched the little turtle's head and said, "So small? I can't find my mother just after I was born. It's so pitiful. Let's let him go and let him go back to find his mother.

Seeing his son's expression, he seemed to sympathize with the orphan. He nodded and said, "Yes, this turtle is too small to stuff my teeth. If you want to let it go, just let it go."

Chen Guang nodded, carefully picked up the little turtle and stroked his shell: "Little turtle, little turtle, don't run around in the future. Go back to find your mother. When you grow up, you can play with me."

The little turtle crawled away and looked back from time to time.

When I got home, I had breakfast cooked by my mother. As soon as I finished eating, my mother got into her magic laboratory. The father and son sat opposite each other at the stone table, which was full of all kinds of guns.

As soon as they touched the gun, the father and son looked solemn. Yes, the expression was solemn. Chen Guang seemed to be very familiar with the gun in the depths of his memory and had a strong sense of intimacy, which reminded him of countless identical dreams. There were all kinds of guns in the dream.

And the solemnity of the morning breeze is the kind and serious feelings between the friendly and serious comrades-in-arms of a soldier who has experienced the bloody storm to his partner, or the second life.

Chen Feng touched his babies and said, "Light, before I teach you how to use a gun, I want to tell you two key things. You have to remember him in your mind."

Feeling Dad's concentration and seriousness, Chen Guang took a deep breath and nodded.

"First of all, you have to understand that the gun has flesh and blood, breathing, and even has a soul. It doesn't matter if you can't see it. It will help you see. The key is that you should communicate with him and even treat him as a brother. In the battle, you have to trust him, because he is your first life.

When the words soul, brother, and first life are reflected in his mind, he intuitively evokes a lot of dusty memories, and many unclear things are remembered by him and hidden in his subconscious.

"Second, the person who uses a gun can't be obscene. What he wants is the kind of bloodthirsty and can eat people's calmness. The gun is an extension of your arm, an extended version of your bayonet. For a real assassin, God only gives you one chance. You have to grab it and grasp it. If you catch it, you will get a chance to survive. Chen Feng said it affectionately. This is his true words and the speech that survived countless fights.

Next, the morning wind uses physical objects to tell the development history of the gun in this world.

Strictly speaking, the predecessor of the gun is the bow and arrow, or the bow and arrow is a kind of gun. Compared with bows and arrows, guns have absolute advantages. First, the range, second, the launch speed, then the accuracy, and finally, the launch frequency. All four aspects have advantages. However, compared with the bow, the gun also has shortcomings. First of all, the gun has sound and even smoke. Secondly, the body and bullets of the gun are metal, which is not as easy to enchant as wooden bows and arrows. Without these two shortcomings, it is inevitable that the gun replaces the bow.

In this world, the earliest gun in the strict sense appeared 300 years ago, which was designed by the wentblin master and successfully cast by the dwarves. However, the musket is only used to hit the sparrow. The gunpowder is injected from the muzzle into the chamber. It requires two people to cooperate when using it. The bullet is iron sand, which is not very powerful. After the musket was introduced into the human race, the unique magical genius and innovative enthusiasm of the human race. After several generations of improvement, the first magic gun was made 130 years ago.

There are four strict divisions of guns. One is the dwarves inherited and improved purely powered by gunpowder, using mechanical firing guns. One is a gun that uses magic to fire and accelerate, and then uses the explosive power of gunpowder to kill. There is also a gun that has no bullets and completely uses the rays emitted by the magic array in the gun body to kill, which is equivalent to the recommended instant magic launcher. The last one, it uses the magic array in the gun body to attack and accelerate. However, its bullets are also pre-attached with fire magic, which can penetrate objects and send magic damage.

After listening to his father, Chen Guang found that there were so many reasons for the gun. He touched the gun on the table in his hand and was curious about the thick barrel of one of them. He asked, "Dad, how can this gun be used so big?"

The morning breeze stroked the huge barrel and said proudly, "This is the fifth gun I sent, and it is also the most luxurious gun. The reason why its barrel is so thick is that its bullet is made of the crystal nucleus of Warcraft."

The morning light spit out his tongue and thought that this was really a luxury. The ordinary crystal nucleus of the fourth-order Warcraft is already worth a purple gold coin. If you use the magic core as a bullet, it's not a bullet, but money.

The morning breeze excitedly took out a huge purple crystal nucleus from the space ring and said, "This is a bullet caused by the crystal nucleus of the Red Dragon King at the peak of the thirteenth level. If it is fired, a medium-sized city will be destroyed."

Chen Guang opened his mouth wide, and his incredible appearance was shocked.

At this time, the morning breeze added happily, "I have two bullets like this."

The morning wind, which was so shocked that it was so desperate, was no longer shocked.

The morning wind said coaxedly, "Son, do you think the profession of hunter is very promising?"

Chen Guang nodded and said, "If only this kind of Warcraft crystal core bullet could be mass-produced."

Chen Feng rolled his eyes and said, "If this can be mass-produced, then human beings can unify the turtle continent dozens of times. I can't make this kind of bullet. Only your mother, a scientific madman, can make it. First of all, you must be a fire magician, and then you also require that the level of the crystal nucleus must be lower than that of a magician. If you want to learn, you can ask your mother to teach you. Of course, you'd better know magic yourself.

At this time, Chen Guang felt that he had taken the right path of magic and fighting spirit, but it was a pity that his talent was terrible.

Then, Chen Feng talked about the posture, aiming skills, breathing skills, hiding skills and so on with a gun. What he couldn't accept was that his son's comprehension ability was so good that he almost returned without teaching, as if he had been practicing guns from his mother's womb, that look, that breath... It's a pity that the eyes can't see.

Genius, it's really unwilling to be ruined like this. It seems that only to cure his eyes as soon as possible. However, before curing his eyes, he can be trained in terms of sound and smell, and Chenfeng thought secretly in his heart.

After a while, it was noon. The father and son found that each other's stomachs were cooing. Thinking that it was time for dinner, the morning breeze, who was about to ask his wife to cook, suddenly heard a thunderous sound. The laboratory was full of fire. They couldn't help shaking their heads and said, "It seems that your mother's experiment has failed again. It's done."

Chen Guang also nodded: "Well, it must be, but it seems that it's your turn to make lunch."

Chen Feng sighed in his heart, "No, I hate doing housework the most."

In fact, the lunch was made by my mother. With her strength, how could a small explosion hurt her? And it is impossible for a lazy man to cook in the morning.

After lunch, Chen Guang said, "I want to go to the town alone in the afternoon, okay?"

Mom Ju Wushuang agreed as usual. Chen Feng thought narrowly that he should go to play with Angie. He said, "I think the kind-hearted bastard should come back this time. Our son will be ten years old in a few days. Let the old bastard use his vision to share and let Chenguang see the world."

The morning light felt that there was no one around, so she walked to the lake not far away, sat under an old willow tree, and waited quietly, waiting for a small turtle to talk to him. At that time, when he was about to let go of the little turtle, the little turtle talked to him in his heart and made an appointment to meet under the willow tree by the lake. At the same time, he asked him not to tell his parents.

The morning light snuggled up to the willow tree and sat down, feeling sitting on a big stone.

"Ah, you pressed my turtle. Head." A voice sounded from his heart.

Chenguang** stood up and touched the stone below with his hand. There were lines. Then he touched it down as needed. He really touched a soft thing. The little turtle was licking it. His hand.

He said, "Well, why have you become so big? I can sleep on you."

The little turtle said, "This is my original size. Last time I was curious and accidentally fell into the trap. I was afraid of being found, so I became like I was just born. Fortunately, I was not found by your father."

"Well, it turns out that you can change freely. It's amazing."

"This is our secret. You can't tell anyone."

"Well, I'll keep it a secret. It's just, why are you here alone? Where are your parents?"

"I was born alone, and my eggs were abandoned here. Many things were learned after my talent was awakened. I think I don't have parents." The little turtle said in a sad voice.

"Don't be sad. Your parents must be in big trouble and have to leave you here."

"Thank you for your comfort, but I don't know what my parents are like, and I feel a little sad."

"Haha, I also don't know what my parents look like, because I can't see them. To be honest, I don't know what the world is like when I grow up like this.

"If you say so, I feel much more comfortable. Your eyes, I can't help you now. I can only wait until later."

......

The afternoon passed quickly. The two of them chatted from partners to toys, from wild boars to Warcraft. Unconsciously, the sun had set.

Chen Guang said goodbye to the little turtle: "Little turtle, I'm leaving. I don't know what your name is?"

The little turtle shook its head and thought for a while, and said, "I'm a purple turtle. Just call me Xuan."

Purple black turtle? Chen Guang has never heard of this kind of warcraft. It seems that he is short-sighted.

"Xuan, what do you like to eat? I'll bring you some when I come tomorrow." Chen Guang asked. He thought that as a friend, he should naturally bring something to comfort each other.

Xuan thought for a moment and said slowly, "I can eat a little of everything. My favorite food is advanced metals such as mithril, refined gold and Warcraft crystal core. Magic stones are also okay."

Chen Guang thought, it seems that there are a lot of advanced metals in my mother's laboratory. Is it a Warcraft crystal nucleus? There are a lot of magic stones in my father's studio. As for the magic stone, it seems to be used to make the power supply for magic lamps. He said, "Xuan, I have a lot of these things at home. I'll bring you some tomorrow. You have to hide them and don't be found out again."