Godslayer: Agent of the Gods, the Stabilizing Force at the Start

"A gun is a firearm, a product of human ingenuity."

In the shooting range, Leng Xuan stood in front of a wall neatly covered with various guns, took a gun from behind him, and handed it to Lin Qiye.

"I will only teach you two things: design techniques and the principles of gun construction."

Lin Qiye stroked the iron object in his hand and nodded.

.....

Su Ming sat alone in the lounge, suddenly feeling a bit bored. The other members of the team had all started their own training. He suddenly missed the mysterious things he used to find troublesome.

He doesn't need to cultivate much now; he can keep improving by killing monsters.

"Su Ming, wanna go for a massage?" Hong Ying's voice came from behind.

Su Ming turned around, and his eyes lit up instantly.

Hongying's long, fiery red hair, under the white fluorescent lights, resembled a burning flame, cascading freely over her shoulders and swaying gently with her light steps, exuding an aura of untamed spirit and vitality.

She wore a simple yet stylish summer casual outfit: a loose white T-shirt that hugged her large frame, giving her a relaxed and carefree yet individualistic look. She paired it with light blue denim shorts, which perfectly showcased her long, straight legs, exuding youthful energy.

She wore a pair of striking red slippers that matched her hair color, and her toes were also carefully painted with bright red nail polish, showing enthusiasm and vitality.

"Hmm? Are you going or not? What are you spacing out for?" Hongying saw Su Ming spacing out, so she skipped over to him and waved her slender fingers.

“Let’s go, I have nothing else to do anyway.” Su Ming followed Hong Ying toward the massage room.

Inside the massage room, two fully automatic massage machines are placed in the middle, and games and movies are projected on the wall.

Hongying plopped down into the massage machine near the corner of the wall.

"Su Ming, help me turn it on," Hong Ying said with a smile, blinking her eyes.

She kicked off her slippers, her feet were now fully enveloped by the massage machine, and she held a mobile phone in one hand, examining it intently.

Su Ming lovingly turned it on for her, and then he himself entered the massage machine.

The massager's techniques were both powerful and delicate, each press reaching just the right depths of Su Ming's skin. The muscle fatigue and soreness of the past few days melted away under the machine's massage, like winter snow melting in the warm sun.

The faint scent of lavender filled the air, and Su Ming's worries and anxieties seemed to be carried away by this fragrance.

"Su Ming, can you help me figure out what this sentence means?" Hong Ying handed over her phone before Su Ming could agree.

Taking the phone, Su Ming saw a novel called "[The Spoiled Wife Falls in Love with the Silly and Adorable Young Master]". Su Ming's expression at that moment was like that of an old man on the subway looking at his phone.

This was the first time he had ever seen Hongying's womanly side. He glanced at Hongying and then looked at the sentence that Hongying had specifically marked.

Beginners often think there's only one path, but there are actually three.

Su Ming's lips twitched. How should I put this?

Turning his head, he saw Hongying's eyelashes trembling slightly, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, looking at him with undisguised expectation.

"What exactly does that mean?"

"Not understanding this sentence won't affect your reading of the book. I don't understand it either." Su Ming shook his head, indicating that he didn't understand it either.

"You must have understood it, please tell me quickly, okay? This sentence appears so many times in this book, but I still don't understand it. I'm so frustrated," Hongying said softly.

"In that case, I'll have to have a serious talk with you."

First of all, I'm seriously explaining this to you!

Secondly, I'm genuinely trying to explain this to you in a serious manner.

In the end, I still…

"Alright, alright, hurry up and tell me what you mean," Hongying urged impatiently.

Su Ming thought for a moment and said, "It's about what you know about women, in total..."

As Su Ming explained more and more, Hong Ying's cheeks suddenly seemed to be gently touched by the afterglow of the setting sun, instantly turning a blush, like a peach blossom blooming in the morning light, delicate and beautiful with a touch of shyness.

Her eyes were slightly lowered, and her long eyelashes trembled gently, like a butterfly fluttering its wings, revealing a hint of panic and shyness.

"Alright, alright, stop talking." Blushing, Hongying slapped the massage chair next to her away.

Seeing that Su Ming had stopped talking, Hong Ying turned her face to the other side, not wanting Su Ming to see her shy expression.

But it was meaningless. The blush on her face didn't just stay on her face; it spread quietly, making her ears and earlobes tremble slightly, as if it were a reflection of her heart fluttering. Her feet and even her legs were tinged with a faint blush.

Su Ming crawled out from under the smoking massage chair, his whole body aching, which confirmed to him that he had not yet obtained the indestructible divine skill of the Monkey King.

But seeing Hongying's shy appearance, he couldn't help but smile.

"So? Do you like this explanation?" Su Ming walked around to Hong Ying's side and stared into her flustered eyes.

"You're definitely talking nonsense. Go away and stop staring at me," Hongying said sweetly, covering her face with her hands.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I never expected that Hongying from our 136th squad would actually, actually..." Su Ming continued to tease.

"I didn't, I didn't. Stop talking!" Hongying kicked Su Ming with her slender, shapely legs.

.........

"It smells so good." Exhausted, Lin Qiye dragged his body out of the training room. The aroma wafting from the activity room seemed to inject energy into his tired body, and his steps quickened.

Li Qiye pushed open the door and saw that in the lounge, a pair of eyes were staring at him.

"Sit down quickly, dinner is served," Chen Muye said casually after glancing at the table.

"Oh."

After Lin Qiye sat down, Si Xiaonan looked at Chen Muye expectantly.

"Let's eat!"

The people at the table were like hungry wolves, their chopsticks already blurring into shadows.

"Ming-ge, is the food for the Night Watch... bad???" Lin Qiye asked softly, looking at the food that was already half gone.

"If you don't eat now, there won't be any left," Su Ming said irritably.

Lin Qiye: "..."

"Lin Qiye."

"Yes, Captain."

"How did you feel after training today?"

"It was tiring, but very rewarding."

"Let go." Above the braised pork, two pairs of chopsticks collided.

Leng Xuan placed the MP9 on the table.

Hongying picked up the long spear hanging under the table.

Su Ming picked at his ear, holding a thin stick in his hand.

Lin Qiye: "..."

"Qi Ye, don't be nervous, this is normal," Chen Muye reminded him. "Leng Xuan, Wen Qimo, how was Qi Ye's training today?"

The two of them stopped eating at the same time. They said in unison:

"very nice."

"That's outrageous!"