Godslayer: At the start, the power of the Five Elements transforms into Iron Fist Tiger.

"Wow, this smells amazing!" Lin Qiye exclaimed repeatedly as he ate. "Sister Hongying... is the food for you Night Watchmen always this good?" If he could eat such delicious food every day, he would be happy to stay on the Night Watchmen until he died!

Hongying was busy competing with Wu Xiangnan and Ling Yue in a speed contest with chopsticks in her right hand, completely ignoring Lin Qiye. "I don't want to talk to you right now," Hongying said, pouting, then realizing it was inappropriate, she swallowed the food in her mouth and added:

"I'll talk to you after I finish eating."

Lin Qiye: ...

Si Xiaonan pouted, watching Hongying scramble for food and Ling Yue fighting with her for it: "Go, Sister Hongying! You can't lose to them!" They were so busy they barely paid attention to Si Xiaonan, leaving this seasoned table diner to eat what they left behind, just like the newbie Lin Qiye...

Clatter! — Two pairs of chopsticks collided in the bone broth, producing a soft metallic clanging sound.

Meanwhile, the battle for braised pork ribs was even more intense. Ling Yue was fighting with Captain Chen Muye for the rib meat that looked neither too much nor too little. "Captain, aren't you ashamed to fight with a newbie like me for meat?!" Ling Yue questioned Chen Muye when he realized he had no hope of getting the best meat on the plate.

"Hehe, I've eaten more pork ribs than you've eaten salt. Let me give you a piece of advice, young man. Practice makes perfect. If you can't handle losing, don't play!" Chen Muyi placed the pork ribs he was holding with chopsticks into a bowl, raised his hands in front of his chest, and unleashed his skill, "Practice makes perfect."

Ling Yue didn't care where the ribs were; he stood up and took the rib meat from Chen Muyi's bowl, putting it into his own mouth.

"Holy crap! Young people have no sportsmanship!" Chen Muye was shocked, feeling both heartache and anger at the meat that Ling Yue had taken from him.

Ling Yue didn't care about anything else. To prevent Chen Muye from prying his mouth open, he quickly chewed and finished the pork rib meat, spitting out a piece of pork bone that even a dog would shake its head at.

"Hehehe." Ling Yue smiled wickedly and looked at the other side of the battlefield of bone broth.

“Wu Xiangnan, I was the one who set my sights on this piece of meat first.” Hongying stared intently at the calm-faced Wu Xiangnan.

"I picked it up first." Wu Xiangnan was not surprised and answered calmly.

"Let go!"

"I won't let go."

"open!"

"Don't let it go!"

Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle —

The clinking of their chopsticks grew increasingly intense. Meanwhile, Leng Xuan, who had been quietly eating and barely noticeable, stared at the piece of meat, then reached down and touched his waist...

He pulled out an MP5 submachine gun and placed it on the table.

"Let go, both of you." Leng Xuan calmly looked at the meat the two were holding and then skillfully gave them the order.

Hongying: ...

Wu Xiangnan: ......

The two quickly put away their still-tangled chopsticks and, as if nothing had happened, resumed eating the dry rice in their bowls.

Ling Yue, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines for a long time, showed no fear and quickly picked up the largest piece of meat from the bone broth and put it into his own bowl.

Seeing this, Leng Xuan frowned slightly. 'It seems his gun isn't intimidating enough! I guess I have to teach the newbie a lesson, otherwise no one will be afraid of my method.' Considering his future, Leng Xuan pointed his submachine gun at the ceiling.

Click—click click—

Leng Xuan frowned. His submachine gun was jammed? That shouldn't be the case; he always checked his gun before eating!

At this moment, Leng Xuan carefully inspected his submachine gun and saw that the inside of the muzzle was glowing with a faint golden light. Leng Xuan immediately realized what was happening and looked at Ling Yue, who had already started eating. Sure enough! Ling Yue's hands were also emitting golden light!

Ling Yue didn't panic when he saw that Leng Xuan had discovered him; instead, he revealed a smile that resembled that of a war god with a crooked mouth.

Then he looked up to the sky and shouted, "It's all unnecessary, whatever!"

Lin Qiye, Chen Muye, Leng Xuan, Wen Qimo, Wu Xiangnan, Hong Ying, and Si Xiaonan all pointed their right index fingers at Ling Yue: ...From now on, you are our enemy!

In the afternoon, Ling Yue and Lin Qiye practiced shooting with Leng Xuan, while Chen Muye and the others, having nothing else to do, planned to visit Zhao Kongcheng, who was still lying in the hospital, that evening.

"Guns are firearms, the crystallization of human wisdom." In the shooting range, Leng Xuan stood in front of a wall with various guns neatly hanging, introducing them expressionlessly.

"For mythical creatures of higher realms, they can play a very small role, but for mythical creatures of lower realms, guns are often more effective than melee weapons."

“Especially for newcomers, learning to use firearms is essential if they don’t have strong close combat skills.” Leng Xuan gave another example: “Like me, I’m just an ordinary person without any forbidden areas, but I’ve killed no fewer than fifty mythical creatures to date.”

Leng Xuan calmly recounted his achievements, his tone devoid of any arrogance, only displaying a cold-blooded indifference towards mythical creatures. But Ling Yue, who loved to show off, saw it differently: "Indeed, the most lethal form of showing off is the subtle kind. Although Leng Xuan never intended to show off, I always felt he was just being pretentious!"

Ling Yue mimicked Leng Xuan's tone and said, "I only awakened the Forbidden Ruins a few days ago, and I only killed one Ghost-Faced King who was in the mid-stage of the Cricket River Realm."

Lin Qiye and Leng Xuan, who were standing nearby, fell silent... Leng Xuan was speechless and could only sigh to express his disbelief at Ling Yue.

Lin Qiye: I would like to call you King B.

Leng Xuan took two pistols from the wall behind him and handed them to Lin Qiye and Ling Yue: "Because you two have both awakened the Forbidden Ruins or Divine Ruins, you will definitely have strong combat power in the future, so there is no use in me teaching you more."

"Now, I will teach you two things: 1. Shooting techniques. 2. The working principle of firearms."

"Watch my shooting movements first, and then try to imitate them to shoot."

Leng Xuan drew a pistol from his waist and turned to face the firing platform in front of him. Without hesitation, he raised the pistol with his right hand and used his left hand to hold it firmly.

Bang - bang bang -

Three shots rang out, and the last two shots were fired without any pause. A gun hole appeared in the center of the target, which was thirty meters away from the three men.

"Wow, that's awesome!" Lin Qiye exclaimed, feeling a strong urge to try it himself. Besides, he was now practically a god's agent with a protagonist's template, so wielding a gun would be a piece of cake, wouldn't it?

"Let me go first!" Lin Qiye hurriedly stepped forward, afraid that Ling Yue would steal his thunder, but little did he know that Ling Yue had been waiting for Lin Qiye to say this. He had long wanted to see how the legendary master of human figure drawing had become so skilled.

Lin Qiye stepped forward, mimicking Leng Xuan's actions from before, closed his left eye to aim, and then spoke.

Bang-bang-bang

Three shots rang out, but no bullets hit the target. At first, Leng Xuan thought he was seeing things, so he went to check the target 30 meters away. Only when he got to the target did he finally realize the reality and could no longer maintain his plain and ordinary persona. His face immediately darkened.

He muttered to himself, "Missing the target at 30 meters?? This...?" Lin Qiye also realized that his shooting seemed a bit off, and coughed lightly twice, "Ahem, um... how's my talent?"

Leng Xuan glanced at him, then closed his eyes in despair. However, remembering Ling Yue, he rallied again.

"You? You have absolutely no talent." Then, waving Lin Qiye away, she looked at Ling Yue with a glimmer of hope in her eyes. "Come on, Ling Yue, it's your turn. You won't let me down, right?"

Lin Qiye obediently stepped back, making room for Ling Yue. Ling Yue grinned: "Hehehe, don't worry. With my technique, I've got it covered!"

Leng Xuan: Oh no, hearing you say that makes me even more worried!?

Ling Yue stepped forward, raising the pistol with his right hand and placing his left hand on his hip.

Bang bang—bang—

The first two shots hit 7 and 8 in a row, and the last shot hit 9, but it was only one millimeter away from 8.

Ling Yue's talent wasn't particularly outstanding, but compared to Lin Qiye, it seemed much better. Leng Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, indicating that his worries had finally been put to rest.

"How about it? Pretty cool, huh?" Ling Yue was a little smug. With his early-stage Chuan Realm physical abilities, including his eyesight, he could already hit the bullseye every time within 30 meters. But Leng Xuan clearly didn't know that. Besides, if he did know, he'd probably be even more desperate.

"Very good, not bad." Leng Xuan, who usually didn't praise people, praised Ling Yue, which made Lin Qiye feel a little jealous.

Lin Qiye: I sat up in shock while dying, and realized that the clown was actually myself?

That night, Ling Yue and Lin Qiye went back to the villa to find Hong Ying, and then went to the hospital to find Zhao Kongcheng. As for the others, they had already gone there.

However, these days have been quite fulfilling for Ling Yue and Lin Qiye, except for Leng Xuan, of course.

When they first started training with guns, Leng Xuan was always the one comforting Lin Qiye. But as time went on, it became Lin Qiye comforting Leng Xuan. Fortunately, Ling Yue appeared as a 'hope,' which gave Leng Xuan's eyes a glimmer of light, though not much.