Ten Flares

As an international mercenary, Feng Luo entered a technologically advanced parallel world during a mission.

After living several years in the new world, an online sci-fi game called War became popular across the entire Star Federation.

Desert Eagles, Barrett, AK-47, Apache, RPG... One after another, familiar gears awakened his memories of the past!

Terminator, Zerg, Resident Evil, the Force,... The missions that appeared after a system update made him even more suspicious and shocked! As such, Feng Luo entered War and became a sniper.

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Fatal Shot

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"Holy shit! Old Feng, your guns' stats are really insane!" Big Pineapple moved to Feng Luo's side with a face full of envy, his drool coming out of his mouth.

After that Big Pineapple seemed to have thought of something and turned around to ask Old John, who was drinking liquor, with a pleasing attitude and his usual sleazy smile, "Master John, apart from guns, can you make other stuff? Armor? Shields? Can you make those as well?"

"Yes, I can. But you'll have to prepare all the materials yourself. The alloy armor that I make requires a basic production cost of 200,000 credits each. As for a shield, the basic production cost will be a million credits. If there are any additional requests, there will be extra production costs. No ceiling." Old John's face started showing signs of being drunk. He shook his liquor bottle and found that the entire bottle had already been emptied by him.

Big Pineapple almost bit his tongue after hearing Old John's words.

Sky-high Production Cost