Spreading open the book, Guan Tong did not rush to write. Instead, he considered what he currently lacked.
Offensive means? He had Shadow, Silver Hunter, and the Living Dead summoned by the Corpse Whistle. He already had quite a few.
Defensive means? The workhorse Shadow could handle that as well. If worse came to worst, summoning a few Living Dead as meat shields was also a potential option.
Escape means? He was severely lacking in that area.
Yes, Guan Tong had realized that he could fight and defend, but he could not run.
He was not so arrogant yet as to believe he would never encounter a situation where he needed to flee.
In fact, it was quite the opposite. Ever since his confrontation with the people suspected to be an Official Squad, he had felt that he needed the ability to quickly withdraw from the battlefield.
Not to mention the upcoming challenge, where he would most likely encounter situations requiring a tactical retreat.
Although summoning Shadow and having him carry Guan Tong while running with unlimited stamina during the duration was an option... it was still too slow.
The key to escaping was either being so fast that no one could catch you, or having a way to stop the enemy from pursuing you.
Guan Tong planned to work on both aspects as he added words to the second page.
How could a gun improve my speed?
As Guan Tong pondered, he got up and walked while thinking. A moment later, his gaze inadvertently swept across the window of a collapsed building in the residential complex, where a clothesline still hung.
His gaze paused upon touching the clothesline, and an idea suddenly sprang into his mind.
A grappling hook gun!
That was right. He remembered watching some movies before