In the free wizarding world, gun battles happen every day

Marsale, a veteran firearms modifier who has modified guns all his life under the Adamantine Gear Wizard Tower, now needs help from others even to send a message to the Lady Zi Liuli.

"Dad, is it really necessary to invest so many resources in this old antique?"

While Mashal and Weston were discussing how to invite Mrs. Zi Liuli.

Martha, sleepy-eyed and wearing white one-piece pajamas, came down from upstairs.

Martha, who was holding a cup of hot milk and sipping her breakfast, walked down the stairs and walked to Weston's flintlock gun and asked curiously.

"Even though it is a scarlet weapon, it is only a first-level low-level equipment after all. Isn't it worth the gain?"

"You kid, when did you get up? Don't drink the milk, it's not fresh anymore. I've sent lunch over. It will be here in a minute."

"I'm not going to eat. I'm going back to take a nap. I was too tired yesterday. My sister made a fuss all day. She slept in late today and didn't even get up to have breakfast. She was on duty today, but she asked me to come out and eat instead."

Weston looked at Martha in white complaining, and suddenly felt so inconsistent.

This is different from what's shown in the TV series.

In movies and TV shows, for characters with multiple personalities, don’t all the personalities in the body have to compete for control of the body?

When I arrived at Martha's place, why did I even set up a schedule and skip work to let another personality come out to take over?

You two are so harmonious, you really treat each other as sisters.

Not only that, sisters will have conflicts. It is really not easy for two personalities like Martha to live in the same body and get along so closely.

My daughter Numashale shouted and asked her to have lunch before going to bed.

And Martha, who was halfway up the stairs, looked back at Weston and smiled.

"Hungry Wolf, my sister asked me to tell you that you should quickly master your suppressive shooting skills in the past two days.

Next time if you still use it so poorly and shoot randomly without distinguishing between friend and foe, my sister will kick you out of the team.

Even if you were recruited by dad, I can't plead for you! "

Obviously, Martha in white is very happy about her sister in the soul space, who is deflated and angry.

Who told you to sleep in and not come out to speak for yourself?

I don’t curse, I just speak in a pleasant manner.

After pranking her sister, Martha in white jumped happily and ran back to the room upstairs.

Having once again exposed his shortcomings, Weston still had the nerve to stay.

After saying goodbye to Mashal, who enthusiastically stayed with Weston for lunch, Weston went to the training center again to practice his skills.

At the training center, Weston did not go to the public shooting training range today, but opened a private room.

Although it is a bit more expensive, Weston has a more important training goal today.

In today's training, Weston added gun mad skill adaptability training to the training of suppressed shooting skills.

In Borderlands 2, each character has only one active skill.

The skills on other skill trees are all enhanced and stacked around this main skill.

Weston wants to rely on his golden finger system to break into the wizarding world and become a powerful wizard.

Overcoming the violent side effects of turning on the gunmania skill is a level that Weston must overcome.

After practicing the suppressed shooting skills for a while, the gunfire nova in Weston's spiritual sea was fully charged.

Weston walked to the wall, used restraint equipment, and tied himself up.

Firearms and weapons were also locked into a gun cabinet in the training ground by Weston.

In the last battle in the Wasteland of Bones, he turned on the gunmania skill and fell into a berserk state, which really impressed Weston.

Weston didn't dare to activate skills with weapons and try adaptive training.

In case he went berserk and ran out of the training ground.

He was shot dead on the spot by the security personnel of the training center, but his death was so unjust.

After everything was ready, Weston took a deep breath, activated the Gunfire Nova in the spiritual sea, and guided the power of the Gunfire Nova into his Gunmania skill icon.

Sure enough, familiar recipe, familiar taste.

Weston's sanity once again faced the huge waves of the sea of ​​​​blood.

This time he didn't hold on much better than last time. Weston fell into a coma again and ran wild.

Fortunately, Weston made full preparations, locked his weapons and restrained himself.

When the effect of Gunmania's skill disappeared, Weston regained consciousness.

He saw that his body was shaking due to his violent struggle, and blood was actually being squeezed out by the restraints.

But these are minor issues.

Not to mention the permanent blood recovery effect provided by the Iron-Blooded Warrior skill, the Gunman skill also has a more powerful blood recovery ability.

This small wound, as small as a drizzle, had already completely healed when Weston woke up.

Only the blood stains on the damaged clothes proved what had just happened.

My body is in good condition, but my blood recovery has made me a little hungry.

The trouble is, Weston's mental state is not as good as his physical state.

It's not a good feeling to be overwhelmed by the violent force of Gunman's skills.

This feeling was more painful than when Weston was making a deal with a shameless gangster in his previous life, and the other party tried to take advantage of others and waterboarded himself.

The mental torture is indeed better than the physical pain.

Weston rubbed his stinging temples and walked out of the messy training ground.

In the rest area, after eating some simple food and drinking a cup of wizard soup that was more like pot water than instant coffee, I stepped into my training ground again.

"Hey, brother."

When Weston repeated it several times, he was tortured by the violent effect of Gun Maniac's skill and was about to die.

A thin, wretched man walked up to Weston.

"Looking at the way you drink wizard soup, you must have been training very hard!"

Weston looked at the guy who came uninvited and sat across from him, waiting for his next words.

"Training is like this, it's a kind of torture for yourself. But wizard soup doesn't taste good and the effect is even worse.

I have something more effective here, are you interested in giving it a try? "

Listening to this familiar routine, Weston smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

It is human nature to seek comfort, and it is human nature to seek excitement.

Whether it was the earth in the previous life or the wizarding world, this kind of poisonous insect that deceives people into falling into corruption is indispensable.

After Weston went abroad, he saw so many people like this in America that he became accustomed to it.

However, after more than ten years spent in China, Weston knew that this was something he was not allowed to touch.

No matter in the United States in his previous life or in the wizarding world in this world, Weston would never touch something that would make people slide into hell and never be able to brake.