Ke Xue: He mastered the steel-cutting divine skill at the start.

Chapter Seventy-Five: Firearms Training and Anatomy

"Bang bang bang-"

A burst of gunfire rang out, and the target fifty meters away was riddled with bullet holes.

A mechanical sound came from behind.

The reported target scores were: eight times hitting the bullseye and two times hitting the bullseye.

"Clap clap-"

Vermouth stepped out from the side, a smile on her face.

"That's really impressive! You've only trained a few times, and you've already achieved such a result from fifty meters away. It's truly amazing!"

Vermouth thought to herself, "What a monster!" To an outsider, shooting seemed like a very simple thing.

However, the actual difficulty is by no means low.

The recoil of a pistol, the stability of the hand, wind speed, and even breathing rhythm and heart rate can all affect shooting.

That's precisely why snipers have such a unique appeal; the thrill of killing with a single shot from a kilometer away is what truly drives a man's hormones.

Miyazaki Yu was somewhat dissatisfied. During the shooting, he had not found that confident state he had when holding a sword.

He could clearly feel that he always had a sense of alienation from the pistol, and could never achieve a level of complete control over it.

Although his progress was already miraculous in Vermouth's eyes.

Actually, according to Sister Bei's original plan, it would be enough to let him get familiar with firearms and be able to use them reasonably.

After all, his true strength lies in his swordsmanship!

If he were to possess a truly sharp sword, he could unleash extraordinary combat power, and anyone caught in close combat would face certain death.

But unexpectedly, his talent extended to firearms.

From knowing absolutely nothing about guns at the beginning, to now being able to skillfully disassemble guns and achieve such outstanding results.

He only spent about ten days learning it, and what's most frightening is that his accuracy is constantly improving. Within a distance of several tens of meters, he has become a very skilled marksman.

"I want to try out a sniper rifle."

Vermouth didn't ask any questions, but instead took him directly to a mobile platform.

"This is a sniper training platform developed by the organization. Standing on the platform and holding a special sniper rifle, you can simulate sniping in a real situation. The simulation level is quite high. Many people in the organization use this equipment for training. You can try it too."

Miyazaki Yu felt a surge of joy; this thing was indeed a godsend for sniper training.

In fact, shooting is often similar to calligraphy; both talent and hard work are indispensable.

You need to have a flash of inspiration at crucial moments, and also the perseverance of an oil seller who relies on practice.

With these two points in place, an improvement in strength is usually to be expected.

Following Vermouth's instructions on how to hold a gun, he began to try his first shot.

A middle-aged man's image slowly appeared in the scope's field of view, and the surrounding environment changed instantly. These changes were all virtual, designed to better simulate a real sniping environment.

"Sniping distance: 150 yards"

Miyazaki Yu did not rush to pull the trigger. Instead, he first conducted a simulation in his mind. As he moved in his mind, a spinning bullet shot out from the muzzle and whistled towards the target!

However, the bullet landed on the glass next to it, indicating that the sniping attempt had failed!

He simulated the shooting multiple times and adjusted the shooting angle several times before finally hitting the target.

Immediately afterward in reality, he pulled the trigger!

At that moment, his gaze also fell into Vermouth's eyes.

"What terrifying eyes! Just looking at those eyes is enough for me to believe that this shot will definitely hit the target!"

Sure enough, the man in the projection was instantly blown to the head!

"The current training distance is 150 yards. This distance is certainly not outstanding among snipers, but this is his first time sniping, and he was able to accurately kill the target at this distance. It seems that he not only has a unique understanding of swords, but also has an extraordinary talent for firearms!"

Thinking of this, a flame ignited in her eyes.

Shuichi Akai is indeed a very difficult guy to deal with, after all, he is someone that even the organization's boss is very wary of.

She had no choice but to accept this task, because it was an order personally given by the BOSS, and she had no power to choose!

However, to hunt such a target, thorough preparation and excellent luck are both indispensable.

Even so, when hunting wild beasts, there is always a chance of being attacked in return; such incidents are not uncommon.

Sniping is a man's romance.

A man's love for weapons is ingrained in his very being.

When it comes to cold weapons, people often prefer swords and knives, while when it comes to firearms, they prefer sniper rifles.

That feeling of a fatal blow is irresistible to men!

Therefore, shooting games will never lack players.

Getting back to the main point, Miyazaki Yu quickly immersed himself in sniper training.

For several weeks in a row, he would secretly come here to train whenever he had time, and his sniping skills improved significantly in a short period of time.

The following week, something he had been looking forward to for a long time appeared before him, thanks to Sister Bei's arrangement.

"This is the body of a middle-aged man, who has only been dead for two days. I went to great lengths to get this, so you should make good use of it."

Miyazaki Yu was also excited. In the world of consciousness, the only thing that could be dissected was his own body.

However, constantly dissecting oneself is a very unpleasant thing, and now that there are fresh corpses, this predicament can be ended.

Unlike his amateur dissections in the world of consciousness, after waking up, he had a complete study of anatomy.

This corpse was put to good use; Miyazaki Yu carefully dissected it according to standard procedures.

The abdominal cavity, thoracic cavity, and cranial cavity were all opened one by one, so that the structures inside could be observed and compared with the medical knowledge learned.

In medical schools, cadavers used for medical anatomy studies are called "silent teachers," and such cadavers are extremely valuable.

Because very few people sign donation agreements during their lifetime, and the families of the deceased are even less likely to do so, the number of corpses available for medical students to study is extremely limited.

Therefore, a corpse is never finished after just one dissection.

After the first autopsy, the body would be soaked in formalin solution by medical students.

The body will be repeatedly used until it completely loses its research value, at which point it will be taken out by the medical school for cremation.

Miyazaki Yu is doing the same thing now. After the first dissection, he re-stitches the body back into place, and then a few days later, he takes it out for another dissection.

They didn't give up on the corpse until the fifth time.

He finally simulated all the data of the corpse in the world of consciousness, and the simulation effect was almost 100% accurate.

In other words, a single cut can truly achieve the state of being in reality.

So he continued to study dissecting corpses in his conscious world, dissecting them nearly fifty times before stopping.

Therefore, his life was very busy, consisting of both academic studies and rigorous training.

Before lying down to sleep, one must practice and dissect corpses in the world of consciousness.

However, it was precisely because of this that his understanding of the human body greatly increased, and his swordsmanship training even made some breakthroughs. The complementary relationship between the two was once again demonstrated.

Chapter 76 Trip to New York (3rd update)

Gently removing her sunglasses, Miyazaki Yu took a deep breath.

New York in the early morning has a slightly chilly feel, and a strong smell of exhaust fumes fills the nostrils, but there is no sweet smell at all.

If someone can smell a sweet scent coming from car exhaust, then she must have sinusitis and needs to get it treated.

"Where are you going, sir? I can give you a ride!"

A Black taxi driver approached him enthusiastically to solicit business, and Miyazaki Yu answered him in fluent American English before getting into the car.

He carried only a bag and a small suitcase, nothing else. He sat directly in the passenger seat, his eyes fixed on the rearview mirror.

In the rearview mirror, a completely unfamiliar face appeared. The face was so ordinary that it would be easily lost in a crowd. Only the eyes were deep and unfathomable, like a bottomless pool.

The Black driver was very talkative, chattering on and on about all sorts of things he had seen and heard along the way, while Miyazaki Yu only occasionally gave a few replies.

They soon arrived at the entrance of a hotel. After paying the fare and tip, Miyazaki Yu was about to walk away when he suddenly turned back.

"It's 7:50 a.m. Please wait here for me for half an hour, that is, before 8:20 a.m. Here is a tip of fifty dollars. My bag is in the car."

After paying the tip, he put the bag in the car and turned to go into the hotel with the small suitcase.

The Black driver was a little puzzled, but how could he not earn this kind of money? He immediately nodded and pulled over to the side to wait.

About twenty minutes later, a violent explosion suddenly came from inside the hotel building, and countless shards of glass fell from the upper floors.

Many people were injured by the broken glass before they could react, and they all screamed in pain.

After a deafening explosion, black smoke billowed from all the windows, and flames also emerged from the smoke.

The sudden explosion terrified passersby, who involuntarily began screaming and then scattered in panic.

After a plane crash into a building, the entire United States became extremely sensitive to bombings. In the event of an explosion, everyone's first reaction was to quickly flee the scene.

People within a one-kilometer radius of the hotel heard it clearly and were all horrified.

The Black driver's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to drive away. He wasn't about to put himself in danger just to wait for someone.

But as soon as the car was started, the passenger door was opened.

"I told you I would make you wait for an hour."

The Black driver was startled when he heard the eerie voice.

"Sir, there's been an explosion! I need to escape! Get in the car quickly!"

The Black driver didn't have time to think much at that moment and started the car, driving off into the distance.

Meanwhile, two kilometers away from the hotel building, on a skyscraper, Vermouth's sexy and mature body leaned against the roof railing, watching the center of the riot—the hotel building—through binoculars.

"This little guy is really amazing. He just arrived here and has already given me such a big surprise. It's really unexpected."