[Yan Zan] "In short, find the time machine first!"

"Kang Keng!"

The two arrows of the double-stringed bow hit the red heart of the target respectively, and the huge strength of the archer shook the wooden target back and forth.

"It's time for a break."

"No." Hong Yun took out two feathered arrows from the quiver on her back and put them on the bowstring, squinted one eye, and aimed at the illusory shooting position between the two targets.

"You must rest now. I have a sniper specialization training assistance certificate, and I judge that continuing this kind of high-intensity practice will only harm your body."

"But I'm still far away!" Hongyun's bowstring trembled, and two feathered arrows with an unstable center of gravity flew out crookedly, one missed the target, and the other barely hung on the edge of the target, "like me With this state now, how can...how can he be considered a qualified hunter!"

The mourners didn't affirm or object, but just silently closed the door of the training room behind.He knew exactly where Hong Yun's anxiety came from... because it had something to do with him.

In the uninhabited dangerous building exploration mission a few days ago, due to Hongyun's double-strand bow skill, the Undertaker, who was standing in front of her to clean up the crossbowmen of the integration movement, forcibly ate the enemy's enhanced version of "Storm Rag". drone.Fortunately, he had always prepared a full set of protection before going to the battlefield, and his dodge was relatively timely. In the end, he was only affected by the fragments of the explosion and left the battlefield without serious injuries.After the battle, he limped down the high ground and almost fell to the ground.Hong Yun rushed up to support him, and as soon as he saw the white robe blackened by the bullets, two golden peas fell out of his eyes.

"You...don't die." The little fox cried nervously, "I swear, this kind of thing will never happen again. I will become very strong in the future! I will never let you This kind of injury! Don't fall asleep, take a look at me..."

Glaucus, who was traveling with him, rushed over to help. Two petite girls supported each other, and finally managed to move the bruised mourner back to the temporary first aid point outside the dangerous building.The team doctor Shining quickly checked the mourner's injury: "It's not that serious. It's just that he's exhausted after the injury, and he has to concentrate on controlling the Originium skill of the gun weapon. Let him sleep."

Hongyun stared at her "guardian" for a while with eyes red from crying, then suddenly dropped the longbow and quiver behind her back, and ran out without looking back.

After returning to Rhodes Island, Hong Yun submitted an application for specialization materials to the doctor.The little hunters of Syracuse wild and wild growers are not very good at using so many literary and written words, and the application report is only handed in after being checked by the undertaker.

Counting from the day the report was passed, Hong Yun had locked herself in the specialized training room for three days.In the past three days, Platinum had been here, and Black had also been here. The former taught her the skills of archers, and the latter taught her how to maintain a stable mind in a tense battlefield.There are not many operators in Rhodes Island who have the qualifications for sniper specialization training. After the first two female operators have taken their shifts, it is logical that it should be the turn of the Undertaker.

"I brought you something," said the undertaker.

"Is it cake again?"

"Not all, there are also pudding and double skin milk."

"Well... you'll only buy this kind of thing anyway."

Hong Yun said it disgustingly, but still put down the longbow and quiver, and walked towards the rest chair in the corner of the training room.It was only after she put down her weapon that she realized that her slender arms were trembling slightly. As the undertaker said, continuing to train would only harm her body in vain.

The mourner separated the bags in his hand, tore open some of the roughest sealed bags, and took out Black Forest cake, chocolate pancake, mango pudding and a cup of double-skin milk with red beans from inside.Even though it is winter now, Rhodes Island's indoor central air conditioner is fully turned on, even training in summer clothes is no problem.Hong Yun grabbed the cup of mango pudding from the chair, held the bottle in his palm and rubbed it together: "Didn't I tell the doctor that I don't need you to help me train? Your legs haven't recovered yet."

"I just stopped by to see you. Miss Platinum is still in charge of assisting you in your training in the afternoon."

"Passing by? Hmph. The training room is at the end of the corridor on the bottom deck, so the little dog will believe that you are really passing by." Hong Yun bulged his cheeks, scooped up a spoonful of mango pudding and stuffed it into his mouth, "Did you come back again?" Who did you scare, and you want me to help you to make amends?"

What she said was not a lie.It's not the first time that the female operators who partnered with Undertaker to perform missions cried to each other, "The Undertaker is so scary".Many of these operators were of the same age as Hong Yun, and some even lived in the same dormitory as her.The mourner is just unable to empathize, but he is not ignorant of the world. He has experienced many similar things, and he has learned to buy some desserts that little girls like, and then through Hong Yun's hands, give them to the girl who was scared by him during the day. Operators.

"Not this time."

"If you don't have anything to show courtesy, you can either rape or steal."

"I have no reason to commit a crime against you."

"Uh... well, what happened."

The mourner considered his language: "If you have experienced such a thing. There was a person who was very close to you, but one day you discovered that there was an ulterior motive behind his intimacy. How would you deal with this person?"

"What kind of intimacy, like a companion?" Hong Yun asked.

"Probably closer than peers. But not on the level of your parents."

"Parents? I don't remember, I just remember growing up among my companions in the settlement."

"Then you can be compared to your companions." The mourner forked a small piece of Black Forest and put it into his mouth, feeling the chocolate cherry wine he was thinking of bursting on the tip of his tongue, "If one day you find that one of your companions has ulterior motives for you ,what would you do?"

"Does he have ulterior motives to hurt me?" Different from the mourner's elegant eating, Hong Yun scraped the glass with a spoon wide open and closed, and quickly ate a cup of mango pudding to the bottom, "If he wants to hurt me In the past, I would drive him out of the tribe and shoot him into a sieve with arrows! But now...it's not worth it."

"It's harm, but not necessarily substantial harm."

"What do you mean by 'not necessarily substantial harm'? You always speak in a polite way, I don't understand that."

"It's just..." The undertaker paused, and said slowly, "Although his purpose is not to leave scars on your body, let alone kill you. But after you know his real purpose, You will feel sad."

"You actually know what sadness is."

"I judge it to be sad. Many literary works describe the physiological changes based on this emotion. They say that when sad, people will feel chest pain for no reason, it will be difficult to breathe, and they will not be able to concentrate for a long time Pay attention, and some even shed tears." The undertaker wiped his own dry eye sockets.No tears fell there, but in Hong Yun's dull eyes, it was quite different from before.She was stunned for a few seconds, then blurted out: "Unbelievable..."

"What's wrong."

"If you weren't the mourner I know—" Hong Yun said, "I would have thought you were about to cry just now. But in the final analysis, isn't this similar to some 'substantial harm'? You feel that you Chest pain, I want to cry, I also cry when I am injured, or when my partner leaves. Among other things, I must have more experience in crying than you. Now if anyone dares to make me cry again, I will cry while crying Beat him back hard!"

She fiercely waved her small fist in the air, making a whoosh of wind.

The mourner was taken aback, and said in a low voice, "But I didn't cry just now."

"Then do you have chest pain?" Hong Yun asked him back.

"A little."

"That's right!" Hong Yun took another cup of Shuangpi Nai, but instead of eating it himself, he handed it to him directly, "If there is really something difficult to decide, just choose according to your intuition. It will be deceiving. This is the experience of a veteran hunter! Remember it!"

Chest pain, breathlessness, difficulty concentrating, tears...that's sad.

To hurt people is to hurt people.

Crying equals sadness equals distraction equals hurt equals hurt equals hurt equals sad...

The mourner finished the Black Forest cake that he had been thinking about all afternoon without knowing what to eat, and then mechanically took the double-skin milk that Hong Yun handed over, and put it into his mouth spoon by spoon.The frozen red beans melted on the tip of the tongue, like powder, like sand, with a soft milky skin. The sweetness has exceeded the standard, but it still made him lack of interest.After Hongyun finished eating the pudding, he ran back to practice again, but he didn't continue to practice the technique of drawing the bow with two strings, but stood there and repeatedly adjusted the posture of holding the bow.The only sound left in the empty training room was the gentle hum of the central air conditioner.

The strange feeling he once classified as "dangerous goods" grew again.It is the mushroom after the rainy season, the indomitable moss on the stone wall, and it occupies a large part of his mind without paying attention.Under the condition that the stimulation of the nerve endings tends to be the same, the undertaker cannot form a primary and secondary concept of the emotions in his mind, and this means that no matter how hard he tries, a large spreading emotion is always there waiting for him .

There is no way to escape, no way to forget, but also helpless.

Yanke told him that kind of emotion is called heartbeat, but he felt that his heart was already motionless. The "Doctrine Force Field" told him to live in the present and not care about his future, and Hong Yun told him to choose based on his intuition, but he felt that he could not touch both sides.He seems to be living in the stratosphere eight kilometers from the earth's surface, surrounded by empty space, helpless, far away from the world, and even less of a heaven.

Why is this happening?

At some point, he had stood up and walked towards the various weapons hanging on the walls of the training room.He took a recurve bow from the wall and drew it away in his hand.The slender and elegant recurve bow stretched into a full moon in his arms, and the carbon fiber bowstring was deeply drawn into his unprotected fingers, and then he let go, and with a sound of the bow, the string came out like a dragon.

He didn't hit anything, of course, because he never put an arrow on the butt.

The mourner put down the recurve bow in a trance, and suddenly remembered another thing: the movement of his bow just now was not standard enough, and he didn't look like an experienced Lateran sniper who had been playing with guns and crossbows for more than ten years— —On the contrary, he looks like a child who is just learning archery.

(TBC)