Section 4 Pistol

There are quite a few well-preserved books. In a room that was completely separated by tall bookshelves, Tianxiang found a thick stack of books that, although yellowed and covered with mildew, were still tough and could be read. However, Tianxiang really has no interest in these books.

"One hundred examples of home-cooked dishes", "You and her (his) zodiac love prediction", "Daily skin care methods", "How to give birth to a fat baby"...

The ancients would record all their knowledge in books, and much of this knowledge was of little use to them. This is the information Tianxiang obtained from the learning machine. However, I have never come into contact with a large collection of books such as a library. He never thought that there would be so many useless and cumbersome books.

Another complete book appeared in front of him, but after only turning a few pages, Tianxiang completely lost interest. The book, "Huanzhugege", was scattered among a pile of paper labeled "Romance Novels." The content is nothing more than a few men crying and fighting and swearing all day over a few women. Touching the smooth cover of the book, Tianxiang's angular face couldn't help but reveal a helpless smile: Is love really so important to the ancients? So much so that even the paper used to make this book is the best among all the books I have ever come across.

Things like love are also mentioned in the learning machine. According to Tianxiang's own understanding, it may be some necessary ritual that should be performed during the necessary fertility process between men and women. Although the way of thinking of ancient people may be very different from that of people today, in Tianxiang's view, in order to obtain something like "love", so many men and women would be stupid enough to want to commit suicide. But in Tianxiang's opinion, this thing, which is called "infinitely precious" in the book, is probably not as useful as a small piece of dried insect meat. After all, when you are hungry, invisible and intangible love cannot be eaten like food.

The library was very large. After more than an hour, Tianxiang discovered that the only place he had explored was the bottom floor of this four-story building. This means there are more secrets waiting to be discovered in the library. Among them may be the books about "guns" that I care about the most.

The world is full of bugs, and libraries are no exception. Insects that are not very threatening, such as white scour worms and square-headed drum flies, can be seen in every corner of the building. They are called "garbage bugs" by hunters. Compared with carnivorous bugs, their numbers are extremely large and their distribution locations are quite common. These bugs will eat almost anything and will eat anything. Tianxiang once saw a white dysentery insect as thick as an arm swallowing a scrap metal part the size of a human head.

However, these disgusting things obviously have little interest in the scraps of paper scattered all over the library. They seem to be here just to find a comfortable little nest to settle down. Therefore, although there are insects with claws and claws wandering back and forth among the piles of old books and scraps of paper, they have no intention of feeding on them. And those books that have become brittle due to moisture are simply unable to withstand the rampage of these barbaric guys. In this way, as the insects moved back and forth, the already dilapidated pile of old books was scattered into pieces of messy paper under the direct action of external forces.

Worms don't eat books, which somewhat comforted Tianxiang, who was eager to find his goal. In the meantime, he carefully passed through the swarm of insects that seemed to be crawling back and forth without any purpose, and quickly jumped up the stairs to the second floor. For these docile social bugs, as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke them and make them feel that your presence does not pose any threat to them, then the bugs themselves will not bother to fight against you. If others do not offend me, I will not offend others. Sometimes, the laws of the hunting world are just that simple.

Compared to the lobby on the ground floor, the situation of the books on the second floor is obviously much better. Probably because the air is dry and not as humid as the first floor, although the books stacked here are showing signs of yellowing and becoming brittle, they are far from breaking at the touch of a touch. Moreover, what makes Tianxiang most happy is that the goal he has been looking for for a long time finally appears here.

"Military", this is a label on the shelf of books about "guns". Although the surface of the sign made of machine-made plastic was covered with dirt, it even covered part of the sign's content. But Tianxiang was able to distinguish their original faces based on the specific remaining shapes of the three characters. Although, he is not very clear about the meaning of these words.

This is a picture album, one with a badly stained picture side. The things drawn on it are already relatively blurry, and the old marks caused by time and years have also caused the book itself to be quite damaged. But at least it still leaves some content that current readers can see clearly.

"Gun? Is this a gun?" Tianxiang stared at the album in his hand, which had completely lost its original color, with some disappointment. In his imagination, the "gun" should be a hunting tool with a rather powerful appearance. It should have a sharp blade, a hard handle, and even various exquisite arrow launching ports. Just like the weapon called a "crossbow" owned by some hunters, it can easily shoot through the head of a swollen beetle from a hundred meters away. Only such a powerful thing may be qualified to be called a "gun".

But what about what's in front of you? A thick and long black pipe, plus a few handles that seemed to be quite delicately made, and some square boxes with unknown functions. When combined together, it becomes a gun, a powerful weapon that embodies the highest wisdom of the ancients as described in the learning machine.

Oh My God! This, this, is this the legendary "gun"? Is it the kind of gun that I dream of that can easily kill the most ferocious carnivorous insect?

"Being fooled!" This was the only thought that appeared in Tianxiang's mind at this time. He suddenly closed the book in his hand with some annoyance and slammed it into the pile of waste paper. Suddenly, a piece of scattered paper was stirred up.

Precious food, a lot of time, and two whole solar days were wasted just to obtain the secrets of the ancients. In the end, I just got something that seemed to be of no use at all. Annoyance and regret completely occupied Tianxiang's heart.

"Go home, go home now." After quickly judging the current situation, Tianxiang quickly made up his mind. There is not much food left on him. If he doesn't go home as soon as possible, not to mention the risk of running out of food again. I am afraid that even Tianrou, who is hiding in the cave, will not be able to survive for too long with her food reserves. All in all, this outing was quite a mistake. However, hunters also have their own laws. That is, regardless of success or failure, you must first ensure your own survival. At present, going home is the only choice Tianxiang can make.

You must be extremely careful when passing through the pile of paper. The air flow caused by moving your body will cause the soft paper scraps to float up. Although these little things flying around in the air are not harmful to the human body, flying around all over the body is definitely not a pleasant thing. What's more, floating in the wind will greatly disrupt the view of the surroundings. If a bug looking for food suddenly emerges from a corner at this time, then the unlucky one must be the hunter himself.

In this way, the annoyed Tianxiang carefully moved his steps among the piles of scraps of paper. In order to choose a route that could cross the hall on the first floor in the shortest time, he chose the side near the window. Although there is wind there, it is blowing from the outside inward, which is equivalent to clearing a narrow road for those passing through in disguise. What's more, it is precisely for this reason that there is almost no scrap of paper on the ground near the windows on both sides.

With brisk steps, Tianxiang smoothly passed through the corridor on the side of the hall and walked to the window. Carefully observing the movements of the insect swarms, he quietly avoided the attention of the white scour worms and square-headed drum flies, while trying to find the safest passage among the paper scraps flying in the wind. But he didn't notice that a hard object suddenly stepped on under his feet and suddenly made a small and crisp cracking sound.

It was a skeleton, a skeleton left behind by a human body after death. This kind of thing is everywhere in the city. Some hunters even like to string some of these bones together and hang them on their bodies as a show-off accessory. However, everyone knows that these things are just the bones of the dead ancients.

There is nothing special about a skeleton that has been lying here for hundreds of years. The place that was crushed was just a joint at the end of the corpse's hand bone, and the small sound it made did not attract the attention of any insects. However, after Tianxiang's eyes quickly scanned the bones on the ground, he immediately fixed his eyes on one of them and never moved an inch again.

gun! A gun! In the right hand of this ordinary corpse, he was holding something very strange to Tianxiang but extremely familiar to him - a gun.

There are many kinds of guns. Just like steel spears come in long and short forms, there are also long and short spears. These are the knowledge Tianxiang obtained from the learning machine. From the comparison pictures of the abandoned book just now, he also successfully identified that the gun with a short iron tube in front of him was exactly what the ancients called a "pistol."

Black and heavy, it feels like an extra piece of iron in your hand. Tianxiang carefully looked at this ancient weapon that emitted a faint blue light in the light of phosphorus fire, and quickly recalled in his mind the knowledge about guns obtained from the learning machine. And carefully following his own understanding, he successfully took out a metal square box from a movable groove at the bottom of the handle. From the top of the box, Tianxiang easily took out cylindrical objects with round heads. Judging from its texture, it should also be a metal item.

There is no doubt that this is the kind of terrifying thing that is fired from a gun and has powerful destructive power - a bullet.

There were four of these things in the iron box. After Tianxiang took them out one by one, he put them back in order. He really couldn't figure out how the ancients used such weapons for hunting that didn't seem to have any threat at all. He tried it, but there was nothing around the pistol or the bullet that looked sharp, and there was nothing similar to the steel wire or animal sinew used for firing on the crossbow. Those ancient people who died and the learning machines they left behind, why do they think this kind of thing can be powerful?

Trigger, this is a term that has been mentioned on learning machines. It sounds like it's a firing device on a pistol. Tianxiang easily found the same part of the pistol based on the exploded view of the pistol in the previous book. That thing is easy to find. It's not far in front of the handle and can be easily reached with your fingers. Maybe it's because it's been too long and it's filled with rust. Tianxiang slowly pried it off with a small steel drill at hand, and removed a bunch of slightly black and yellow rust stains. But the so-called trigger still seemed to be welded inside. Even if Tianxiang tried his best, he couldn't pull it even half an inch.

If you don't understand, just don't understand! Anyway, the main task now is to return to the crypt as soon as possible. If you can return home before the next solar day, you will have new hunting time and more food. Tianxiang, who was already worried about it, lightly weighed the ancient weapon he had just obtained, shook his head with regret, put it on the belt around his waist, and grabbed the weapon that he relied on from the ground. Steel Spear, stood up and prepared to walk out of the library.

Wait, something's not right. Just when Tianxiang's fingers touched the cold spear body, he suddenly felt a slight but very obvious vibration coming from the part where his fingers touched. It is impossible for the steel spear to move on its own. The only explanation is that the vibration comes from the ground. Without thinking much, Tianxiang immediately lay on the ground, turning sideways and pressing his right ear to the ground, trying to prove his worries.

The ground is the best sensor, and Tianxiang, who has a sensitive hearing, clearly felt the vibrations coming from the ground again. Compared to just now, the intensity of the shock was once again intensified. And based on the direction of the earthquake source, Tianxiang could definitely conclude that the vibrating object was coming towards the location of the library at this time, and the distance was not far away.

"A bug, a bug, a big scary bug." Tianxiang quickly came to this conclusion in his mind. With no time to think, he jumped up from the ground and ran out of the hall like the most agile cheetah. He didn't care that his actions had already disturbed the two square-headed drum flies that were strolling around nearby. Compared with these small bugs, which are not very threatening, the source that can emit such strong vibrations is actually a terrifying existence that is far more terrifying than them.

escape! Escape as far as you can. Although it was unclear what the source of the vibration was, Tianxiang's innate keen sense of danger made Tianxiang realize that this was not an opponent he could defeat at all, at least, not now. However, he just ran to the door of the corridor but could no longer move his steps.

Less than two hundred meters directly in front of him, a huge insect with a height of more than three meters suddenly appeared.

"What kind of insect is this? It's simply an insect beast that's a thousand times more terrifying than a carnivorous insect." Tianxiang groaned in his heart. He really didn't know what kind of luck he had gotten, to meet a powerful insect beast at the top of the world's food chain here.

Hunters are divided into high and low abilities. Similarly, bugs also have different levels and varieties. Insect beasts are an advanced predator among insects. They have mouthparts that are far stronger than ordinary bugs, and horny carapaces that are so hard that even steel spears cannot pierce them. What is even more terrifying is their keen perception of the surrounding environment. They eat meat for a living and don't recognize any of their relatives. Even insects, my distant relatives, would open their mouths and swallow them in one gulp without hesitation. They dare to challenge any living thing. Even the most terrifying mutated beasts must be avoided when meeting them.

As for hunters, Tianxiang remembers a sentence: "When you have to face an insect beast but have no time to escape, the only way is to cut your own throat with your own hands." Because instead of being killed by an insect beast alive, It would be more enjoyable to commit suicide by tearing off pieces of muscle one after another.

Tianxiang doesn't want to die, nor does he want to use suicide, a relatively painless method. Escape is impossible. With such a short distance, even if you try to crawl into the corner of the ruins, you can't escape the pursuit of the insect beast. There seems to be no concept of fear in the mind of this terrifying creature that will not let go of its prey. They only know how to chase, chase desperately, and don't stop until they have their favorite prey in their mouths.

Obviously, this insect beast has chosen Tianxiang as its target and is rushing towards this side as fast as possible.