Shi Xiaoya did not expect that he'd actually remember everything after just one round of watching from Cheng He's perspective.
He was still fumbling with some techniques, but after a few tries, he mastered them.
The recoil of each gun was different, the range was different, and the accessories that needed to be assembled were also different.
But Han Zhuoling only tried a few times before he got the hang of it.
The shots he fired all had a high hit rate.
"What the f*ck, is this still that box spirit? Why does it seem as if it's a completely different person? Did someone else take his place?!"
"Feels like he's about to catch up to Xiao He!"
"How can someone adjust so quickly?"
"Did this dude go and buy a hack just now?"
"Using hacks so shamelessly!"
"He doesn't need hacks," Cheng He said. "It's because his existence is like a hack in itself. I can prove that he's not using a hack."
