After leaving the Yorikof instance stuffed to the gills, Yu Xing received a silver pistol from the Ideal Nation as a reward.
It was an ordinary offering. Its first function was to fire an unlimited supply of silver bullets that could suppress evil spirits and tainted monsters, though the effect was pretty mediocre.
Its second function was to consume sanity to craft enhanced bullets. They packed quite a punch, but had obvious side effects, so he'd have to use them with care.
All in all, it wasn't bad. But he couldn't bring it into Yin Yang City. Ordinary offerings were useless there; only title abilities and core offerings remained unchanged.
Better than nothing.
Besides the pistol, Yu Xing also got an earful from Zhao Mou.
When Yu Xing had been out of it, Zhao Mou hadn't bothered reasoning with him. Now that Yu Xing was lucid, the vice-captain gave him a proper twenty-minute scolding—along with Carlos and Zhao Yijiu, even though neither of them had done anything wrong, and Zhao Yijiu hadn't even gone into the instance.
Qu Xuanqing, who had actually accompanied Yu Xing into the instance and gotten up to mischief with him, went cold-faced just as Zhao Mou opened his mouth. She escaped without a hitch and went off to spend time with Zhu Yan.
While Zhao Mou was still going on, he eventually paused to grab his water and soothe his throat. Bored out of his mind, Yu Xing patted Carlos, who'd been dragged into this because of him. With a soft pop, Carlos flattened into a paper doll.
Yu Xing: "..."
Right.
He turned to Zhao Yijiu.
Zhao Yijiu's face was blank, giving nothing away. But the shadows around him were already stirring, making it clear he was about ready to run, too.
Yu Xing