Chapter 28 The Taste Carried Memories

Needless to say, the armory of the system was scanned automatically.

Did this mean that we could extract them from reality to the weapon storage?

The No. 6 metal was something that Daniel had seen in reality. He could extract it into the warehouse, integrate it with the weapon, and then extract it out again!

Daniel guessed.

He had to put it into practice.

Extract!

The rest of the bracket had disappeared.

Daniel searched his pocket but couldn't find it!

It seemed that it was really extracted from the system. Daniel felt it amazing.

Since No. 6 metal was very precious and Daniel couldn't get it anymore, he had to smelt it carefully.

Then he opened another thing in the warehouse.

"Light submachine gun!"

A picture appeared in front of him. On the left was a realistic model, which was still slowly rotating as if it was within his reach.

On the right was the comparison between the submachine gun and other gun types, as well as its detailed attributes.

Daniel fixed his eyes on the property first.

"Destructive power: 45 points"

"Shooting speed: 78 points"

"Stability: 70 points"

"Endurance: 50 points"

Judging from the numbers of the four properties, Daniel didn't think the gun was very powerful.

Fortunately, there was a comparison between other spear types.

"Standard submachine gun"

"Destructive power: 35 points"

"Shooting speed 60 points"

"Stability: 60 points"

"Endurance: 35 points"

It seemed that the so-called standard was really ordinary.

There was also a model of submachine gun, which was bought in a shopping mall outside.

"Is this the difference between 10 gold coins and 100 gold coins?"

Why not give it a try!

Let's see if 100 gold coins are worth it or not.

Daniel specially called Jedson and Charlie. At this moment, everyone came.

"Daniel, why is there a tattoo sticker on the muzzle of your gun? It's very beautiful. How? Do you want to compete with me on shooting this time?"

Seeing that Daniel carried a submachine gun on his back, Charlie remembered the gunfight last time. Charlie looked unconvinced.

Daniel smiled and said, "No. My boss sent me this gun recently. He asked me to try its performance."

Charlie said, "Your gun doesn't look special. It's just an extra sticker."

"When did your boss give you? Besides, why didn't he show up? It's so mysterious."

Jedson looked at Daniel and said.

"I have no choice. My boss gave me the gun a few days ago, and I was busy strengthening it these days, so I didn't have time to try it. Let's go. By the way, take your gun."

Daniel pretended to be helpless and shrugged.

"Okay."

"Mrs. Walker, what's this in your hand? It seems to be the smell of grains."

Jedson's last name was Walker, so he called her Mrs. Walker.

Daniel sniffed and thought it was amazing.

This kind of fragrance was similar to that from the grain porridge, which was the kind before the disaster.

There were red beans, rice, sweet potato and so on.

The fragrance was pure and attractive.

Forty-five years after the disaster, this kind of porridge could only be seen in the newspaper. It described how the porridge was made, how it smelled, and how it tasted.

People could only swallow their saliva secretly.

Because many grains couldn't be planted.

The main reason was the sunshine.

So, Daniel could smell the fragrance and have such a reaction. He had passed through the disaster and was so familiar with it!

Lopez was very satisfied with Daniel calling her Mrs. Walker. She handed over the jar in her hands excitedly.

Lopez looked gentle. Jedson had lost his position in the army and had a hard time. Now some traces could be seen.

But when she smiled, it did heal.

"This is my own research. I don't have much work to do at home, but I like to study some food. The food I eat now is not very delicious, especially the bread made of grass. The hard ones can be used as weapons."

"This is the formula I've tested. It's made of only a few kinds of grains that can be eaten on the market. Is it similar to the grain porridge in the newspaper? The smell is also similar!"

Daniel leaned over and saw a kind of purple paste semi-solid in the jar. As he got closer, the fragrance became stronger.

Daniel recalled a lot. Tears welled up in his eyes as he recalled the past.

Just like Hull, he liked to eat broccoli, but it's to eat it. Daniel satisfied him and built up some trust.

One kind of smell was not just simple.

There were memories, time, joy, and sadness in it.

As soon as he smelled it, his heart was filled with joy.

"Daniel, what's wrong?"

Jedson couldn't help but ask when he saw Daniel was in a daze.

Daniel shook his head with a smile on his face. "Nothing. It's just too charming. The fragrance seems to be real as described in the newspaper."

"Right! Come on, have a taste. It's not only the same scent but also tastes the same!"

Lopez was very happy.

"Okay."

Daniel picked up the spoon and put it into his mouth. It was warm, sticky, sweet, and soft.

He felt satisfied.

Obviously, it was just a little similar porridge. Daniel felt sour in his heart and wanted to cry.

"Yummy!"

Daniel gave him a thumb up with a smile.

"Just eat them all!"

It sounded familiar.

Daniel felt a little empty in his heart, and his part of regret was made up.

Getting rid of these sentimental emotions, Daniel finished his porridge and went to the area without refined decoration.

Two targets were standing there.

"I'll go first this time."

The effective shooting range of the submachine gun was between 100 meters and 200 meters.

Daniel was standing 200 meters away, which made the difficulty to the top directly.

Daniel adjusted his position and aimed at the target.

The gun's shooting speed was 78 points and the system is a percentage system, but there was no specific number of bullets that could be fired in a minute.

So, Daniel only pressed the button for one second.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Daniel's first instinct was that it could shoot so fast!

It felt like a machine gun!

The others also felt the same way. It seemed that this gun was a little tricky. Jedson hurried to check the target.

Daniel asked curiously.

"Hit the target three times."

Only three shots!

Daniel felt a little disappointed.

At that moment, Daniel felt that 7-8 bullets had been shot.

It not only had something to do with the stability of the gun, but also with Daniel's aim.

"Three shots failed to hit the 10th ring. The most accurate one is the ninth ring!"

Jedson couldn't believe his ears.

"Charlie, next one."