Ultraman in the world of grams

Chapter 52 The Iron Pectoral Muscle
At the moment of shooting, it can be said that the minds of both of them were blank.

Before that, Wilson climbed up from the hole that fell, touched the broken window of the hotel, and jumped back from it.

After finding the place where he originally exited, he pretended to go downstairs to join the rest of the expedition team.

Like all human bodies come back from battle.

There is no monitoring in this era, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Then, just as the door opened, fate gave him a surprise.

A familiar guy was knocked down by him directly, and he was shot.

Watching helplessly as the silver bullet fired from the black muzzle hit his chest straight...

It collapsed, and fell to the ground with two crisp rings.

Wilson almost blurted out his own genial native tongue, but managed to hold back at the last moment.

He really wanted to grab the guy in front of him by the collar and question loudly: Why did he shoot suddenly? Thanks to his steel chest muscles blessed by the power of Ultra, although he is not as terrifying as Brother Man and can block light, ordinary attacks can still blocked.

Otherwise, he would have hung up, okay?

He obviously saved this guy, if he hadn't pushed him away, he would have turned into a rotten lump of meat by now.

Could it be that this guy was pushed too hard by him and fell somewhere, holding a grudge and wanting to take revenge on himself?
Wilson looked at the weak-looking geologist with disbelief:
I didn't expect you to be such a person!
Meanwhile, his brain was still brainstorming.

Now how to explain this bullet problem?Does it mean that his bullets bought fake and shoddy products, or that he has a pocket watch or other metal on his chest that blocked the shot?
Wilson considered what he wanted to explain in words, but suddenly noticed something wrong with the geologist in front of him.

After this guy fired a shot, he was shocked and flustered at first, as if he didn't expect anything, but after seeing the bullet being bounced, he didn't show any panic or strangeness, but a kind of... relieved look?
There are weird...

Wilson squinted his eyes, folded his hands on his chest, swallowed the excuse he had just made, and asked first, "Why did you shoot me?"

"what--"

Geologist William finally woke up from the stunned stuttering. Hearing Wilson's questioning voice, his cheeks were flushed, and he quickly got up from the ground, apologizing to Wilson:
"I'm so sorry! You were swallowed by those rotten things before, I thought you were..."

"Do you think I became those monsters?" Wilson pretended to be sullen, his expression was cold, and his light-colored eyes seemed to be covered with frost, "So you shot at me?!"

what's wrong...

Wilson thought calmly.

It seems that William is really sorry from the heart, and he is not the kind of pervert who shoots and kills people casually.But he didn't seem to have much reaction to the fact that he was safe from the bullet.

So to say……

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you before!" The geologist felt even more guilty because of Wilson's attitude. He took the initiative to spread the gun in front of Wilson's eyes, and hurriedly explained: "This is the gun that Captain Linden gave me. Similar to Ms. Ellis's revolver, it is a special weapon. I was also shot by Captain Linden at the time, and this weapon has no effect on ordinary people."

"..."

Wilson looked at the long gun handed over by the geologist, and then at the sincere expression. It really didn't seem like he was lying.

Can ordinary people bounce bullets?Or is the bullet of this gun soft, so even if it is not a steel chest muscle, it can be bounced away?

Wilson hesitated for a moment, his eyes locked on the bullet on the ground, hesitated, and bent down to pick it up.He used a little force, but the bullet was not pinched and deformed. There were some special runes on it, and the material should be metal similar to silver.

He put away the bullets without changing his expression, and smelled the other party with a calm expression: "Can you show me this gun?"

"Yeah, of course." William, who felt guilty for shooting his friend, naturally agreed.

Wilson held the butt of the long gun.

This gun really looked quite old. There was no such old gun in the anti-war dramas he watched before, and it was more like the model that would appear in American western movies.

Made of metal and wood, it doesn't seem like anything special.

[Zom, scan]

He calmly ordered subconsciously.

Wilson weighed it casually, and he didn't seem to be interested, so he handed the antique gun over to the geologist again.

In fact, Zhuomu had already recorded the inside and outside of the gun, including every tiny scratch or rune on it.If there are materials, Zhuomu can even perfectly reproduce one.

[The rune on the bullet should be some kind of trigger replacement device. The whole is just a medium for transformation, and it will automatically replace it with a more lethal material according to the objects it touches. 】

[This is a targeted weapon, and the Kingdom of Light also has a similar research and development project. 】

Zhuom quickly gave the analysis results.

【Why didn't it work for me? 】

[The biological information of the host is slightly different from that of ordinary humans, and such runes do not record similar situations]

[That is to say, to me, this is indeed a genuine bullet? 】

【affim】

Wilson twitched the corners of his mouth, and thanks to his youthful low-profile mini version of Brother Man's steel chest muscles, otherwise he would really have explained here.

"It's great that you're fine." The geologist was relieved to see that Wilson didn't seem to be angry again. At the same time, he was very grateful that his friend was still alive.

He didn't know the actual function of the gun, and after confirming that it didn't hurt Wilson, he felt relieved.

However, the unignorable smell of Wilson's body, like falling into a latrine, also got into his nose.

"On you..."

"Hmm..." Wilson twitched the corner of his mouth with difficulty, "Rolling around in it is not a good experience."

He hated Sirizan.

He paid his salary in advance to buy this suit!
It was the only decent dress he had!

I don't know if the expedition team has a subsidy...

"I'm so blessed to be alive," Wilson sighed deeply, mourning his clothes sincerely. "Thanks to my amulet, it's been protecting me inside."

"Yes." The geologist deeply agreed, and then he showed a little bit of entanglement:

"By the way, have you seen... the giant?"

"giant?"

Wilson looked blank, "What kind of giant, I don't know."

(End of this chapter)