In the safe area on Tianming, Wang Hao enjoyed drinks and barbecue in his spaceship.
"Wang Hao, are you going to kill zombies or not?" Le Xuan glared at Wang Hao, who claimed that he did not want to go out anymore when he promised that he would teach her Natural Firearm Proficiency. He was truly an untrustworthy man.
Wang Hao swallowed a mouthful of beer and shook his head.
He would hunt the zombies if he could earn Villain Points from them, but he couldn't, so he would rather wait for updates on the space gem here.
"Le Xuan, not that I'm blaming you, but I've shot dozens of times, and you still haven't grasped it. Is it really my fault?" said Wang Hao innocently.
"You—you…" Le Xuan was so angry that she did not know what to say. Did this man really think that everybody could grasp a Natural technique as quickly as he did?
