Mystery: Big Alarm Clock Ghroth Path

Chapter 110 The Terrible Pistol
“My spirit has become stronger, my thinking and vitality have also been strengthened…”

Then he looked at Bandit beside him and was surprised to find that the cat's "weakness" appeared in his eyes in an extremely abstract way.

If Roger wanted to, he could end it in an instant with extreme precision.

The most important thing is... Roger seems to really have this impulse.

Bandit seemed to have noticed something was wrong with Roger, and he shuddered and looked at Roger.

"What are you doing?"

Its words brought Roger back to his senses and he quickly took off the brooch.

At this point, the uncontrollable killing urge and anger in Roger's heart stopped growing and subsided.

"...This should be the magical item corresponding to the extraordinary characteristic of 'Reaper'?"

Roger made a judgment.

This brooch allows him to gain the "Reaper" abilities of "Weakness Detection", "Harvesting" and "Precision", but the side effect is that he will uncontrollably develop a desire to conquer and kill.

This also means that Roger cannot carry this brooch for too long without the assistance of other extraordinary items... If it is only worn for a short period of time, it is indeed a very good auxiliary item that can improve combat effectiveness and combat efficiency and reduce mental and spiritual consumption.

"Then there's that weird revolver..."

To be honest, Roger was extremely afraid of touching that thing again.

Because he had previously discovered that the longer he held the silver revolver, the more his fortune would decline.

But fortunately, this disturbance in fortune disappeared when he isolated it in his workshop.

"Let's do this. Each experiment lasts one minute. Once the time is exceeded, you will immediately leave.

"At worst, I can come here a few more times, and eventually I'll figure out the pattern."

Roger confirmed it in his mind for a while and finally decided that this method was feasible.

He walked to the corridor, took a deep breath, opened the door of the workshop, and stepped in.

"As expected, my fortune has started to decline again..."

Time was precious, so Roger quickly picked up the silver revolver, opened the cylinder, and then loaded a bullet of the same caliber into it.

This was his first attempt, which was to fire!
Strangely enough, as soon as the bullet entered the chamber, Roger felt that the speed of his fortune decline immediately slowed down a lot!

"Could it be that?"

He inserted the second bullet, and sure enough, the rate of decline in his fortune slowed down again.

Roger's men kept on reloading the six-round magazine with a "click, click, click" sound.

Sure enough, his fortune returned to normal.

This made him feel relieved, but also gave him a headache.

A revolver that has no bad luck if it is fully loaded, but brings bad luck if it is not fully loaded.

"That's interesting...but what the hell is the use of it?"

If it was just a useless thing like this, Roger might as well carry an ordinary pistol for safety.

"Well, we can conduct a shooting experiment."

Roger loaded himself with more than twenty rounds of ammunition, then went out, hailed a horse-drawn carriage, and had it take him to the Backlund Bridge area.

Compared to the Hillston District and the Cherwood District, the public security here can be considered extremely poor, and it can basically be regarded as one of the main entrances to Backlund's "underground world."

Relatively speaking, there are usually no police here, so Roger can "test weapons" here to his heart's content.

He walked around the dark back streets for a long time and came to the entrance of an alley about 50 meters deep.

Roger looked towards the end of the alley and found a metal trash can there, but it was obvious that no one had cleaned it in a long time. He put on his "decryptor glasses" to help him think, then pulled out the silver revolver from his arms and half-heartedly aimed at the handle of the metal trash can lid.

Taking a deep breath, Roger pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

"when!"

The handle of the trash can lid was hit accurately, and the lid immediately flew backwards.

"Well, it's basically certain that this bullet is guaranteed to hit the target."

Roger's shooting skills were not as good as Klein's to begin with. He just took a careless aim and hit the lid of the trash can.

The moment the bullet was fired, Roger's fortune began to slowly decline again.

He did not dare to delay and fired five shots in a row. These five bullets flew over a distance of 50 meters and accurately hit his desired targets.

This is very different from the accuracy of the "Reaper". It can basically be seen as overdrawing personal luck in exchange for good luck in shooting.

In other words, as long as the cylinder is not filled with bullets, the six holes will begin to devour the luck of the pistol holder.

"Hurry up and reload, or your luck will be gone again."

Roger immediately loaded a bullet into the magazine, but at the moment the bullet entered the magazine, a strange idea suddenly came to his mind.

"Is it possible..."

He pushed the bullet away from the firing position, and with his right hand trembling, he aimed the bullet at the skin on the edge of his forearm.

"Crack!"

Roger pulled the trigger.

The bullet was not fired as it should have been.

However, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Because after the hammer popped out, he clearly felt that his luck had improved a little bit!

Although the degree is negligible, the growth is real in Roger's perception of "fortune insight".

Roger quickly loaded another bullet and shot himself in the forearm in the same way.

"The benefit from two bullets has increased a bit..."

After discovering this, Roger turned the cylinder and let it stop in an unknown position.

He aimed the muzzle of the gun at the ends of his hair and fired.

It seemed to be due to probability, or it seemed to be the blessing of increased luck, but the bullet still failed to be fired this time.

However, Roger felt that his luck had increased significantly compared to his previous attempt!
"I see……"

Roger's heart was pounding. At this moment, he already knew what this thing was used for!
He quickly reloaded the bullet, put the safety back in place, and put it back in his pocket.

Simply put, in addition to being able to deliver "precise shots", this thing is also a "life-threatening pistol".

In other words, Roger could shoot himself, exchanging the risk of injury or even death for a short-term increase in luck.

By shooting at one's own vital parts, increasing uncertainty by rotating the magazine, and increasing the number of bullets, this luck increase can be amplified geometrically.

Roger even believed that if he aimed at his own head and then "opened the blind box" with five bullets and survived, the increase in luck he gained would be enough for him to turn all the low-probability events he could think of into reality!

As for what it meant to kill himself with six bullets, Roger hadn't figured it out yet, and naturally, he didn't dare to try it...

　The third update, more to come.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)