The Naruto Journey of the Second Girls

Chapter 365

Muhua Sakuya Shin, who was playing with her mobile phone in the room, seemed to sense something at the moment, suddenly raised her head slightly, and looked aside.

She giggled and said, "Is anyone exchanging skills again? I wish him good luck."

……

The function of the main god game is basically realized by relying on the root purpose of Muhua Sakuya heart.

Although, the main body contains the root of Muhua Sakuya heart, it is not difficult to realize the ability that the main god should have in the future.

However, now she can say that only in terms of destructive power can she reach the mighty power possessed by the legendary main god.

As for those exchange functions, she couldn't achieve many things.

For example, she couldn't find any exercises or artifacts.

Even if you make it yourself, at most you can make one that looks like it but doesn't.

Not to mention skill exchange?

Could it be that she should instill memory directly, but here comes the problem.

Memory instillation is possible, but having memory does not mean you can master it.

Training skills requires muscle memory.

Although Muhua Sakuya's heart is researching and researching, relying on the mighty power of the root, it should be very simple to break through.

However, she was essentially made to play this main god game.

What are you playing for?

She doesn't do it.

……

In a peculiar pure white space, there are various weapon racks and a long table.

Huang Mao sat in front of the table blankly, looking at the books on the table.

He was stunned.

"No? Didn't I exchange for a skill? Why did you teleport me to this place?"

He looked at the books on the table, the quality of special forces, military boxing, free fighting, masters of field survival, gun manufacturing, the essentials of rifle shooting, understanding guns from scratch, cold weapons...

He is stupid.

Looking at these books, a terrible idea came to his mind!

He showed a forced smile and looked at the sky, should not say, above the pure white space.

"That, Lord God? Is it okay if I don't learn it? I don't need skills anymore, can you let me go back?"

His voice seemed very weak in this empty space.

No one answered...

Huangmao is going crazy, doesn't it mean that he has to read in this space by himself, and can't go out until he masters the skills!
Huang Mao stood up and shouted to the sky:

"Lord God! You are playing with me! How can you learn skills like this! What's the use of just reading books!"

Huangmao roared, but still no one answered.

Huang Mao gave up, he sat down angrily, picked up a book, and violently flipped through it!

"Reading and reading! What the hell is he reading and studying!"

In this way, time passed unconsciously.

In this pure white space, there is no concept of time, and as long as the yellow hair does not make a sound, it will be quiet and scary.

After being irritable for a period of time, he was surprisingly able to calm down and read a book when he became quiet.

In fact, for things like reading, you still have to force it, and it really won't work if you don't force it.

He didn't know how long it had been, two days?three days?One week?
In short, he read a book, the qualities of a special soldier...

He hasn't read much, so he doesn't know many words. Fortunately, the caring Lord God has provided him with textbooks and dictionaries.

After he actually read and comprehended the book, the space changed.

A training place for instructors and some special forces was conjured up.

When Huang Mao saw it, his face turned bitter.

"Okay, I'll practice!"

The temperament of a special soldier, the physique of a special soldier, etc. These are the qualities that a special soldier should have.

Therefore, he stood in a military posture, ran long distances, cross-country with weights, climbed and did various physical exercises.

In his spare time, he continued to read books and finished reading the guns.

There are more firearms in the training items.

Disassemble the firearm and get familiar with every part.

Pistols, rifles, sniper rifles, rocket launchers...

Of course there is also shooting. When he jerked off for the first time, the palm of his hand that he practiced directly shattered.

However, miraculously, he recovered from his injury after he slept.

Moreover, as long as he wants to eat and drink, it will automatically appear in the space.

However, these foods suck.

Can only fill the stomach, no taste!

But it's okay, just such food, on the contrary, made him concentrate more on his study and training.

Cold weapon!
shooting!

Fight!

driving skills!
Survive in the wild!

The training is going on in an orderly manner!
……

Outside the big light sphere.

Narita Masako and Yoshimura looked at the disappearing yellow hair wholeheartedly, with some doubts.

"Why is the exchange skill sent away?"

However, the next second!
The light shines!
The yellow hair immediately returned to the side of the main god's big ball of light.

At this moment, his expression is tired, and his temperament is completely different from that of him a second ago. He seems like a returning soldier!

He looked at the big ball of light in front of him, without even thinking about it, he yelled, "Lord God! I'll fuck you!"

He still wanted to punch it up.

At this time, a thunder suddenly appeared in the sky, and it struck the top of Huangmao's head!

Boom!

The yellow hair was instantly scorched and fell to the ground from the electric shock, his yellow hair had turned into an exploding head.

Black smoke came out of his mouth, but he still didn't give in: "I f*ck you a god!"

Boom!

It was another thunderbolt, which directly hit Huang Mao's body, and the arc of thunder splashed in all directions!

The yellow hair suddenly fell silent, and the whole person was like a coke...

Narita Masako and Yoshimura Yishin were already standing ten meters away at this moment, looking at Huang Mao's miserable situation, they looked at each other in blank dismay.

The two approached the yellow hair cautiously, and then slowly squatted down.

The fingers of the two poked Huang Mao's body.

"do you died?"

Narita Masako said curiously.

Yoshimura Yixin was in a hurry, and quickly hugged the charred yellow hair, crying mournfully:

"Don't! Boss! Why did you leave me so quickly, didn't you promise to take me to fly?"

Masako Narita looked beside her with black lines, she was just joking.

This guy is obviously still breathing.

Thinking about it, she touched Huang Mao's cheek with her hand, and she suddenly felt that the temperature was a little high: "Huh, isn't it ripe?"

Yoshimura heard the words with all his heart, and suddenly felt a little hot holding Huang Mao's body, and quickly dropped Huang Mao's body, crying again:
"Wow~ Big brother, you are really familiar. Big brother~ Big brother~ You died so badly~"

"Stop screaming, your boss is not dead."

"what?"

Yoshimura Yixin stopped suddenly, staring blankly at his coke-like boss.

……

After half an hour.

The yellow hair that was as black as coke woke up leisurely, and now he felt pain all over his body, and subconsciously wanted to scold the Lord God again.

However, the moment the words came out of his mouth, he saw the thunder brewing above the space, and he stopped his mouth immediately, his heart was full of anger.

"Boss! Boss! You finally woke up."

"What have you been through? How do you feel that your whole person has become different?"

Huang Mao watched the two standing beside him slowly sit up.

When he thought of his experience in that space, he couldn't help scolding his mother.

"Don't mention it! That skill exchange pit is no good! I'm too convinced!"

Speaking of this, Huang Mao remembered something, and asked quickly: "How long have I been in that space?"

Yoshimura Isshin and Narita Masako looked at each other, and then replied in unison: "I don't know?"

"Boss, you disappeared in front of the big ball of light and came back in a second."

Huang Mao was shocked: "One second!"

How long he has been in that dimension, he has no concept at all.

a year?two years?

Anyway, it is absolutely impossible to be a second, and he is not that genius.

It's all about the skills and body that have been developed over time...

Thinking about it, he rolled up his sleeves, and on that somewhat pitch-black arm, he could vaguely see the muscles as strong as steel.

Such a body was absolutely impossible for him before he entered the game.

"It seems that this main god still has something."

Masako Narita and Yoshimura looked at Huang Mao's steel muscles wholeheartedly, and were also very surprised.

"Did it succeed? What do you mean by pit?"

Huang Mao gritted his teeth immediately: "Do you think this is directly bestowed by the Lord God? This is what I practiced bit by bit!"

"what!!?"

Yoshimura Isshin and Narita Masako were a little taken aback.

At this time, an old player seemed to have noticed something, and ran over with a funny face.

"You didn't exchange skills, did you? That's a big pit."

"I think back then, I exchanged for a pistol proficiency level, and as a result I was teleported to a space."

"It's just dismantling the pistol and shooting. The practiced hands will be useless, and the pistol proficiency requirements will be sent out after reaching the elementary level."

"It looks like you should have exchanged for a great skill."

Seeing the old player's smiling face, Huang Mao's face suddenly darkened.

Although it was already as black as coke.

……

(End of this chapter)