Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

"What will my inner demon be?"

Under the gaze of the crowd, Nanfeng pushed open the door of the hut and walked in slowly.

The door behind him slammed shut, and the scene in the hut began to change.

Screams, cheers, and roars came one after another, making Nanfeng's ears hurt.

He looked around and found himself in a gladiatorial arena.

The arena was full of spectators on all sides. They were screaming, cheering, and waiting for Nanfeng's opponent to appear.

"Well, are you asking me to challenge my inner demon in the arena?"

Nanfeng twisted his neck and creaked.

He looked at the big iron gate in front of him, waiting for his inner demon to appear with the audience.

What will his inner demon be? Nanfeng himself was also very curious.

Theoretically, those who have strong obsessions will also have strong inner demons.

But Nanfeng felt that he didn't have much obsession, so it stands to reason that his inner demon shouldn't be very strong.

It shouldn't be difficult to defeat him.

Just thinking about this, Nanfeng suddenly felt a slight shake under his feet.

Boom, boom, boom!

The arena suddenly began to shake, as if some huge monster was moving.

The cheers of the audience around him became louder.

Nanfeng's face changed slightly, and he had a very bad premonition.

Could this huge monster be his inner demon?

Boom!

The big iron gate in front of him was smashed away, and a monster with a giant mace in hand and a green body walked slowly.

Every time he took a step, the ground would tremble, reminding Nanfeng of his terrible weight.

Nanfeng's face turned pale.

When he appeared in the arena, Nanfeng guessed that his inner demon might be a world-class boxing champion like Tyson and Johnson, or a martial arts master like Bruce Lee, Huang Feihong, and Huo Yuanjia.

But he never thought that his inner demon would be the Hulk!

Or a Hulk with a weapon!

"Are you crazy?"

Nanfeng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Why is his inner demon the Hulk?

This is unreasonable!

He is Nanfeng, not Thor!

"Roar!!"

The Hulk did not give Nanfeng too much time to think. He roared and ran towards Nanfeng, comparable to a tank at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour!

Nanfeng's face turned pale, and he didn't have time to dodge before he swung the Hulk's mace and flew out!

Severe pain!

Extremely severe pain!

Nanfeng fell to the ground with a thud, feeling that his body was about to fall apart.

There were warm cheers and applause all around, and it seemed that they were very satisfied with the Hulk's performance.

Nanfeng gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground.

"Fuck, the Hulk is so great?"

"I don't care if you are the Hulk or the Yellow Giant, as long as you have a health bar, I will beat you into a Red Giant!"

Nanfeng reached into his backpack, ready to take out the Gatling gun to give the Hulk a hard time.

But his expression suddenly froze.

There was no Gatling gun in the backpack!

"What's going on? Who stole my Gatling gun?"

Nanfeng was horrified. He looked at his backpack and found that not only the Gatling gun was gone, but also the shotgun, AWM, Desert Eagle, and all kinds of grenades and bombs were gone!

His weapons were gone!

Boom!

On the other side, the Hulk was not going to give Nanfeng a break. He strode over with a mace in his hand, ready to beat Nanfeng into a pulp with one blow.

Nanfeng endured the severe pain and dodged to the side.

Although his weapon was gone, Nanfeng's attribute points were still real. He was very fast, and even if he was injured, he was much faster than the Hulk.

He dodged left and right in the arena, avoiding the Hulk's fatal blow.

"No, this won't work..."

The Hulk's stick just now dislocated Nanfeng's internal organs, and Nanfeng felt that his physical condition was getting worse and worse.

If he continued like this, he would be caught up by the Hulk sooner or later, and then beaten to death with one stick after another.

If he didn't launch a counterattack, it would be like a slow death for Nanfeng.

"But I don't have a gun. Even if I only have a Desert Eagle, I am sure I can blow him up."

"But I have nothing..."

Blood was flowing from the corner of Nanfeng's mouth. He endured the severe pain from his body and thought about countermeasures.

"Why is my inner demon the Hulk? He is just a virtual character, why did he become my inner demon?"

"Shouldn't the inner demon be the thing you fear most in your heart?"

"What am I afraid of him?"

Nanfeng was very puzzled.

Maybe the Hulk in the movie is very powerful, but that is only limited to the movie. How could Nanfeng be afraid of a virtual character?

If the Hulk really appeared in the primitive world, as long as he had a blood bar, Nanfeng could kill him into slag with one shot after another.

Nanfeng has hunted too many beasts, and beasts that are larger and more terrifying than the Hulk have all fallen under his gun.

As long as there is a gun, even if the God of Creation is in front of him, Nanfeng dares to go up and shoot twice.

But the problem is...

"I don't have a gun now, not even one."

At this moment, Nanfeng suddenly realized.

His inner demon has never been the Hulk.

His inner demon is 'no guns'!

Without guns, Nanfeng even lost the courage to face the enemy.

"I rely too much on weapons."

Nanfeng stopped and looked back at the Hulk who had been chasing him.

The Hulk opened his bloody mouth, his sharp teeth flashed cold light, and his face was ferocious.

The giant mace in his hand dragged on the ground, rubbing sparks, which was very scary.

Nanfeng took a deep breath and stopped running away. Instead, he walked towards the Hulk.

"I can lose my weapon, but I can't lose my courage at the same time as losing my weapon."

At this moment, Nanfeng mustered up the courage to face his inner demon.

No gun? Then I can kill you with my fists!

…………

There are still 18 hours left before the arrival of the large beast tide.

In the hut, Nanfeng slowly opened his eyes.

"I'm back..."

Nanfeng exhaled softly. He was level 30.

It took him two hours to beat the inner demon to death in the arena.

It was not until this time that Nanfeng realized that he was very powerful even without firearms.

Those terrible attribute points were no joke.

If the current Nanfeng could go back to the Blue Star a month ago, he would be a living superman!

Nan Supoman Feng!

"It turns out that I am also very strong without a sniper rifle."

Nanfeng sighed and lowered his head to look at his hands.

He felt that he was a little different. His every move and every breath were full of reality.

Before today, he was a half-virtual and half-real creature. He could not feel the blood flowing in his body, nor could he feel the vibrant cells and the beating heart.

That feeling was like controlling a virtual game character.

But now, Nanfeng is a living person.

He has transformed from a semi-virtual creature into a completely real creature.

He feels that he is incompatible with this world.

"This world is a semi-virtual world."

Nanfeng looked out the window, his eyes seemed to be able to directly penetrate this semi-virtual world and look into the depths of the world.

He saw many people, including the elderly, children, men and women...

They stood in the void, with helpless expressions on their faces.

Nan Feng's eyes narrowed, because he saw two very familiar faces in the crowd!

They were his parents!