Heaven-defying gun god system

Chapter 1 The End Times and the System

25-year-old Shangdi looked in the mirror at the 1.7-meter-five-foot-thin young man with a straight nose, neat thick eyebrows, a long shallow beard, and bright pupils, and he was puzzled.

"Did you time travel? Or was it a dream?"

He pinched his thigh hard, and the severe pain made him realize that he was not dreaming.

After touching two trouser pockets, Shandi took out a mobile phone and a wallet.

"The name is still Shangdi, and the time displayed on the phone is 18 years different from the time on the ID card. If there is no accident, at least there is me in this world."

"Yanlong Kingdom, people of the Yanlong tribe, rebirth and time travel?"

"The difference between the Yanhuang clan and the Yanlong clan is only one letter. They are both descendants of dragons."

Dispelling thoughts with pain, calming down, and searching the house with two bedrooms and one living room, inside and out.

"The homeowner is really courageous. If he is caught by the police, he will have to squat for several years."

Reaching for the pistol in the drawer, Shandy froze.

"The blue version of the super gun god system has successfully identified the owner."

An ethereal voice sounded in his mind.

"The blue version? Canglanxing, is there another version?"

"Maybe it's just the same name."

Thinking of his family members in the previous life, Shang Di felt like a knife was twisting in his heart.

"I don't want the system, I just want to go home."

Thinking of his elderly parents, Shandy just wants to go back.

"Since it has come, it will be safe, and only by living can there be hope."

"I seem to be saving people in the factory or during work hours."

Thinking of the last scene in his previous life, Shangdi was powerless to resist and had to accept the reality.

Dispelling the distracting thoughts in his mind, he began to study the gun god system.

In a flash, something similar to a game board appeared in front of his eyes.

Name: Shandy

Lifespan: 19/65
Power: 0.7
Speed: 0.7
Number of kills: 0 (Kill a life, you can get a little number of kills.)
With a thought in Shangdi's mind, the exchange page of the system was displayed.

Effective range: Consume 1 kills, increase the effective range by [-] meter, the increased effective range can be controlled by yourself.

Bullet Speed: Consume 1 kills, and the bullet speed will increase by [-] m/s.Increased bullet speed, can be controlled by yourself.

Ammo capacity: Consume 1 kills, increase ammo capacity by [-].

Silence and Flame: Consume [-] kills, gunshots and flames will be reduced by [-]%
Bullet Invisibility: Consume [-] kills, [-]% of the bullet is invisible
Environmental impact: Consumes [-] kills, and the environmental impact is reduced by [-]%.
The End of the World: Consume [-] kills, bullets can jump one centimeter in a straight line
Bullet redirection: Consume [-] kills, and the impact point will be automatically corrected by [-] cm
Defense-breaking ability: The defense-breaking ability within the effective range is currently at the steel level.

Bullet acquisition: One bullet is added per hour, and you can also find bullets of the same size by yourself.

Life Exchange: Consume 1 kills to gain [-] life.
Attribute exchange: the first three times consume 1.0 kills, and the single attribute will increase by [-]
Open up space: Consume [-] kills for the first time to open up a cubic meter of storage space that cannot store primates.

Item Exchange: Use the number of kills to exchange for various items.

More info: Hosts figure it out on their own.

After reading the system introduction page, Shandy was surprised, happy and sad.

Horrified by the power of the system, delighted by the function of the system, sad to be in a different world.

Rubbing his shriveled stomach, Shandy opened the refrigerator in the kitchen.

"Bread and milk. These things last for two or three days."

After eating two pieces of bread and drinking a can of milk, Shandy took out a cigarette and lit it, sitting on the sofa and smoking.

Hearing the screaming outside the window, he hurried to the window.

"Zombie? Nima, this is troublesome."

Remove the magazine, take out five bullets, and put the magazine back in the pistol.

"Add one bullet an hour, no storage space, only carry it with you."

"The ammunition capacity is [-] rounds, and there are only [-] bullets in total. Let the system make more bullets before going out."

After thinking about it, Shandy walked into the bedroom, tore off the sheets and tore them into strips, and moved the desks and coffee tables in the room.

After sealing the door of the living room tightly, he made a simple trap with cloth strips.

"There are no anti-theft windows or doors, and it's hard to sleep well."

Shandy, who had eaten well and had no mood to sleep, tried to dismantle the pistol.

"The structure of the pistol is finally figured out."

Holding the pistol in both hands, Shandy began to practice aiming.

Zombies are everywhere outside. If he doesn't practice his marksmanship well, he won't survive for a few days.

The food in the refrigerator was only enough for him to eat for two or three days. If he didn't want to starve to death, he had to find food.

"I live on the fifth floor, and zombies shouldn't be able to climb up."

"Sooner or later, zombies must be killed, and the number of enemies killed can be exchanged for things."

Went into the kitchen to get a rice bowl, Shandy came to the window, gritted his teeth and threw the bowl down.

"Crack!" sounded, and the rice bowl shattered into slag.

Hearing the movement, the zombies ran over from all around.

"Twenty or so zombies are crowded together, even with your eyes closed, you can still kill two of them!"

Seeing the zombies downstairs, jumping up and down, baring their teeth and claws, Shangdi felt relieved.

Aiming at a zombie's head, he squeezed the trigger hard.

"Bang!", the bullet galloped down.

The zombies were intact, and a cockroach died unjustly.

"Congratulations on killing a cockroach and gaining cockroach physique."

The missing voice sounded in Shandy's mind.

"Cockroach physique? Ten thousand poisons are not invaded? Can it resist corpse poison?"

One shot did not kill the zombie, but killed a cockroach.

Shang Di, who got the cockroach physique, couldn't stop laughing in his heart, and his expression was unspeakably excited.

He searched the house several times, but he didn't find any small animals. Depressed, he came to the window again.

"Use sound to lure the zombies downstairs, and you must keep throwing things downstairs."

Bringing a large stack of rice bowls, Shandi threw one downstairs.

The zombies who heard the sound rushed over from all directions.

Condescending, Shandy aimed at a zombie's head and pulled the trigger.

The bullets fired out hit a zombie on the shoulder.

"Foul blood flying everywhere, to live well, must headshot?"

After rubbing his sore arms, Shandi shot the zombie again.

"Congratulations, you killed a zombie and got a little number of kills."

The voice of Gunslinger system echoed in his mind.

"The zombie I aimed at missed, and the zombie I didn't aim at was shot in the head by me?"

Seeing that his marksmanship was too poor, Shandi blocked the system sound, aimed at a zombie head, and pulled the trigger one after another.

Bullets shot down one after another, and flowers of tainted blood bloomed.

After the bullets in the gun were fired, only two zombies were unlucky and were pierced through their heads by bullets.

Opening the item exchange page and looking at the information on it, Shandi felt sad and happy.

"A little bit of food kills the enemy by a catty, and a little bit of mineral water kills the enemy by a bottle."

With nineteen bullets loaded, Shandy attacked the zombies downstairs again.

The system restores one bullet every hour, adding 24 bullets a day.

As long as the daily bullets can kill a zombie, he has a chance to survive.

Bullets shot down one after another, and the blood of the zombies spattered one by one.

"There are only fifteen bullets left, strengthen the protection, then take a shower and sleep."

He took out the mattress from the second bedroom, disassembled the bed into parts, moved it to the living room and assembled it to block the door.

After working for more than an hour, Shandi looked at the fruits of his labor and couldn't help laughing.

"There's still water now. Reserve some more water. I can't afford to drink a bottle of mineral water."

With 45 bullets, he killed five zombies, and the number of kills was only five points.

When killing cockroaches by mistake, the number of kills did not increase.

He lived on the fifth floor, only about 15 meters away from the zombies on the ground.

Dozens of zombies are crowded together, and some zombies are hard to move, which is equivalent to a stationary target.

At a distance of more than ten meters, using a pistol to hit a stationary target, 45 bullets only killed five zombies. Shangdi deeply realized that his marksmanship was terrible, so he naturally didn't want to waste the hard-won kills.

(End of this chapter)