I'm really not a genius

The debridement treatment lasted nearly an hour.

In addition to his hands, Lu Yao's injuries were also abrasions caused by broken glass, shrapnel, gravel, etc., spreading over his face and wrists.

The little nurse was shocked when he heard that the blood on his body was from monsters, and quickly gave him an injection of anti-magic serum.

"I'm just going to deal with it briefly," the little nurse said. "This injury on your hand must be sutured, and you have to break the cold."

"Whether there is a concussion, whether the eardrum is broken, or whether there is a concussion on the internal organs, you have to take a film.

"Also, the wound is contaminated with the blood of the monster, and it is not safe to get the anti-magic serum. You must, must go to the hospital to check it again. Don't take it lightly!"

Listening to the little nurse's repeated instructions, Lu Yao also felt a little afraid.

I thought that I was just standing in the distance and shooting a few shots, and not fighting the monster head-on. It shouldn't be a big deal.

But now it seems that it is still too small to look down on the battlefield of the demon hunt.

He didn't wear protective equipment and didn't have the physical fitness of a formal demon hunter, so he rashly appeared in the war zone. Even if he didn't do anything, he would get hurt casually.

Lu Heng was by his side, silent, but the worry in his eyes was hard to conceal.

...

After the wound was treated, the father and son stayed at this temporary medical site, helping the medical staff to lift the wounded, hand over things, and do some casual chores.

In a short while, many more volunteers joined them one after another, and the "medical site" gradually formed a scale.

Someone secretly filmed the scene here with a mobile phone, planning to post it on their own media platform when the network is restored.

Soon, professional reporters were also moved by the wind, and quickly gathered here, planning to collect first-hand news materials.

"Hey, Mr. Lu?"

A few of them happened to be the group that contained Hauser's company in the morning. They recognized Lu Heng who was picking up medical waste, and they immediately brightened up, and hurriedly rushed over carrying the camera.

"Mr. Lu, when the alarm sounded, everyone was evacuating towards the safe passage. Why did you run out of the shooting range instead?"

"If you do this, it will interfere with the hunting work on the ground. Have you taken this into consideration?"

Lu Heng frowned and said nothing.

However, these people quickly caught a glimpse of the huge S82 magic gun standing in the corner.

"Ah...Is this the S82 magic gun that Mr. Tang Wenbo exposed?"

One of them immediately turned the camera, pointed at the heavy sniper, which was far beyond normal specifications, and shouted, "My God! This is too big! Is this a gun or a cannon?"

"Mr. Lu, didn't you consider the practical application when designing it? Is such a huge gun of practical value?"

Lu Heng was a little unhappy when he heard that, and said: "Why not? Larger size, the corresponding parameters will also be improved, although not more flexible than those light firearms, but it also has its abilities."

Hearing him speak, the other people suddenly became excited.

I will do this!

As long as Hauser dares to mention "parameters", Andrew will be ready for the next questions!

Several people scrambled to shout: "Mr. Lu, is this the Hauser company's design philosophy? The parameters of the weapon are blindly improved without considering its practicality?"

"As far as I know, the world's largest armored vehicle, the Mammoth, was also designed by Hauser, with a total weight of nearly 200 tons. However, because the road surface of normal materials cannot bear its weight, this armored vehicle can only be displayed in the museum. in."

"Is this kind of design that does not have any technological innovation, but only enlarges the size, is it a deformed value orientation?

"As the most representative weapon manufacturer in China, Hauser has continuously launched this "museum series" weapon that has only theoretical significance and no practical value. Is it pushing the limit or is it sensational?"

"Do you know that due to Hauser's brain-dead design over the years, Huaxia's weaponry has become an international laughingstock?"

Lu Heng laughed furiously as he listened to the guilty guilty pot coming.

If you want to black a person, there are really 360 angles to black out.

There is no point in arguing with them about these things.

...

At this moment, behind these people, the reporter who witnessed Lu Yao killing several B-level monsters with his S82 was a little dumbfounded, feeling that there was a large group of fleas singing in front of him.

He couldn't help but want to scratch the wig.

Remind them to stop playing treasures?

How is that possible.

I am busy now!

Busy to write the draft, busy to cut the video, and wait for the network to recover in a while, he will publish these things on the Internet as soon as possible!

Even the editor-in-chief is exempt from reviewing the manuscript.

Will be out, Jun Ming is not affected!

However, he didn't notice that when he was editing a video with his laptop, an old man next to him brought his head over and shouted, "Oh, this shot is really exciting!"

This sound attracted a few people around, they heard the sound and looked at the laptop screen, and suddenly saw a shocking scene:

In the picture, a thin figure carried a big gun almost the same size as his, and aimed at a magic eagle in the air.

In the next second, a shot was fired!

"boom!"

With the muzzle as the center, a huge cyclone was set off. The fourth phase of smoke and dust, soil and rock splashed, and the surrounding environment became bright and dark under the influence of the cyclone.

At the same time, the magic eagle in mid-air was directly blown to the head by this shot!

"handsome!"

"I'll go, this big gun is too handsome!"

"Hey, isn't it the gun standing by the wall?"

"Oh, let me go, right?"

Everyone in the audience screamed in surprise when you said and I said.

The reporter who was editing was in a daze, and quickly closed his notebook, and said angrily to everyone behind him: "What are you looking at! Don't..."

Before he finished speaking, the notebook in his hand was taken away. The man turned on the screen, then turned to look at the S82 by the wall, and exclaimed, "This is the gun!"

"Is this video taken just now?"

"Look at this environment, isn't this the entrance of Hauser Heavy Industries?"

More people around were attracted, and one after another they watched the footage taken by the reporter, screaming one after another.

At this moment, the reporters who had been around Lu Heng heard their clamor, and couldn't help but step forward and glanced at them.

This glimpse does not matter.

These reporters are no better than ordinary people. They can see that the magic eagle in the picture is clearly a high-level monster!

Got a headshot by S82?

Is this... fake?

Is this a post-composite picture??

Chapter 74-The Abyss

After the notebook was "circulated" by more than ten people, it was finally snatched back by its owner.

The wig reporter even snatched his wig, he clung to his notebook tightly and glared at the people around him.

There was a strange atmosphere around the medical station.

The video just now...is it true?

Someone really used this S82 to kill a high-level monster?!

Several reporters glanced at each other, their faces gradually turning green.

Just now, these people even stubbornly ran against Lu Heng and asked him whether this gun was of practical value after patronizing the stacking parameters.

However, in a blink of an eye, they discovered that this gun has already made a shocking record in actual combat!

What argument is needed?

Is there any theoretical argument that can be worthy of actual combat?

The mouth cannon is screaming loudly, it is better to shoot!

Several reporters couldn't help but cast their gazes at Lu Yao, who was quietly changing trash bags in the corner.

The back figure in the video is not him, right?

Who is this person, the son of the S82 designer?

Freshman this year?

An ordinary person who is not even a Tier 1 Demon Hunter, holding this S82 magic gun, can actually explode a Grade B monster with one shot. What does it mean?

——It means that if such a gun can be mass-produced, all demon hunters in the alliance can immediately have the ability to independently counter high-level monsters. The impact of this on the structure of the demon battlefield is simply unimaginable!

These reporters all received Andrew's benefit and came here to hack this S82 magic gun, but now they can't execute it as planned.

It's all here, and it's black wool!

What should I do next?

Is it to stay proud, or do it on your own?

The reporters struggled with each other for half a second, and made the same determination.

"Mr. Lu, is the picture we saw just now true?"

"Is the power of this S82 magic gun really enough to kill a Grade B monster?"

"Could you please give us a brief introduction to the parameters of this gun? What is its limit?"

"..."

Proud sister!

Of course, it's changing the rudder according to the wind and adapting to current conditions!

The reporters did not consciously maintain their position, as if the person who was crazy dissing the gun was not himself.

Lu Heng sneered.

"If you want to learn about this gun, you can go to the 23rd International Fair for Hunting Demon on February 12," Lu Heng said. "Today's question involves commercial secrets and there is no comment.

However, these reporters did not give up, they were still asking the details of the gun.

"Mr. Lu, could you please briefly introduce, what material is used for the main part of this gun?"

"How does the barrel of this gun withstand such a strong energy impact?"

"This gun is called the'Magic Gun'. What are the similarities and differences between it and Andrew's X1 Magic Gun?"

"..."

While these people continued to chase Lu Heng, the intercom in Lu Yao's hand rang.

It was the one that Lin Han threw to him just now.

"Call, call, I'm Lin Han!"

Lin Han's voice came through the walkie-talkie and asked: "Have you been to the refuge? Where are you now?"

Lu Yao looked up and looked around, and replied: "I am in area G now."

"Okay, I'll send a few children down to pick you up." Lin Han said.

10 minutes later.

Two young men wearing magic hunter uniforms came to the G area of ​​the underground refuge. They looked around and immediately saw the S82 magic gun standing on the wall.

One of them saw Lu Yao wearing a blood-stained uniform with sharp eyes, waved at him excitedly, and shouted, "Senior!"

senior……

Lu Yao had already recovered his hearing at this time, only to realize that these people called themselves "predecessors."

He couldn't help but doubt life.

Do I look so old?