Meeting

Using the T3 Sniper Auxiliary Device for practice for the first time, it seemed that because calculating and analyzing ballistics was more akin to general knowledge, the result David calculated in five seconds was almost identical to the correct result from the medium-sized server.

The green line projected from the T3 Sniper Auxiliary Device crossed a distance of nearly three hundred meters, striking exactly on the white spot beneath the head of the stationary Spiked Pincer Insect.

The difficulty here lay in how to seize that split-second opportunity, ensuring the calculated trajectory perfectly coincided with the moment the Spiked Pincer Insect revealed its fatal weakness.

Five seconds was a bit long for a calculation; although he had correctly computed the ballistic trajectory to kill the Spiked Pincer Insect, the time spent would have been enough for a real Sniper Armored Warrior to fire two or three shots.

However, David was not anxious; instead, he wore a joyful smile. He discovered that using the virtual world could truly train his calculation and analysis abilities. He believed that as long as he practiced here more, he could absolutely reach the level of a Sniper Armored Warrior with 20% proficiency in calculation and analysis.

Of course, this was only training the ability to calculate and analyze ballistics, which was quite different from real sniping. It did not account for the influence of a real Sniper Armored Warrior's specialized sniper rifle, nor the handling of the massive recoil after firing.

Just then, the Identity Bracelet on David's wrist emitted a notification sound.

In this virtual world, his Identity Bracelet was synchronized with the one in reality. He took a look and realized it was already time for his evening practice of the Eighteen Forms of Body Technique; he had spent most of the day in the virtual world.

"No wonder minors aren't allowed in the virtual world; I suppose they don't want minors getting addicted to it!" David muttered to himself as he removed the virtual helmet.

Although he wasn't playing, he had truly become addicted to it; otherwise, he wouldn't have forgotten to eat.

He reset his schedule on his Identity Bracelet, limiting his time in the virtual world to leave room for practicing other items.

On the afternoon of January 5th, David finished his practice early. He found a loose-fitting garment with a hood in the cloakroom; this clothing could conceal his physique and hide his face.

Before preparing to leave, although he knew the people who wanted to harm him had decided to stop their activities, he still had the Shadow Servant fly out to scout. After finding no abnormalities, he opened the door and walked out.

This time, he did not take a flying car but instead hailed a public transit hovercar, heading toward that beverage shop.

When he was one street away from the beverage shop, he got off the public transit hovercar and proceeded on foot.

Next to that beverage shop was a barbecue restaurant. After entering, David found a seat separated from the beverage shop by only a single wall.

Glancing at the display screen in front of him, the meat prices in this barbecue restaurant were clearly extremely low; needless to say, everything sold here was synthetic meat.

Although synthetic meat is called meat, it only has a basic meaty flavor; in reality, it is synthesized from various edible materials plus some meat-flavor essence.

However, after this synthetic meat is grilled, it is almost indistinguishable from real meat, while the price is many times lower, making it the first choice for ordinary people.

With the small fortune of David's predecessor, it would have been impossible to come to such a place. But the current David did not have that sense of superiority. Having eaten so much gutter oil in his past life and being able to stuff skewers of questionable lamb into his mouth, eating synthetic meat was a piece of cake for him.

He selected two synthetic steaks on the display screen, which only cost twenty credits.

After waiting for about five minutes, the two golden-brown grilled synthetic steaks were brought over by a waiter, along with a cup of synthetic beverage.

David checked the time; it was a few minutes before one o'clock. He picked up a synthetic steak skewered on a metal strip and lowered his head to eat slowly.

The hood and the synthetic steak completely obscured his face, and he was unremarkable in this barbecue restaurant, as there were other customers in the shop wearing similar attire.

Many customers came to dine without wanting to attract attention, especially those who wanted to eat without affecting their image.

The taste of the synthetic steak was quite good. Although David knew it was synthetic meat, he ate it with relish. Having eaten his own home-produced food for a long time—where all the meat was Fortified Meat—even though the price was dozens of times higher than synthetic meat, the flavor never changed. Even the best food has a day when you get tired of it.

However, he did not forget the purpose of his visit today. The Shadow Servant passed through the glass wall from above his head and arrived on the street.

Then, the Shadow Servant picked up the Mimicry Monitor David had left on the windowsill nearby. The tiny monitor, no larger than a small button, automatically blended into the windowsill.

The Mimicry Monitor weighed only about forty grams, and it was effortless for the Shadow Servant, which could lift one hundred grams, to grab it.

The Shadow Servant's hand enveloped the Mimicry Monitor, and the device completely vanished into the air.

No one around noticed this scene; who would pay attention to a tiny object that suddenly appeared and disappeared on a windowsill?

Carrying the Mimicry Monitor, the Shadow Servant entered the neighboring beverage shop through the front door.

This beverage shop was clearly decorated a grade higher than the barbecue restaurant, with individual cubicles and the embellishment of many green plants, adding a touch of vitality and tranquility to an environment lacking in greenery.

The Shadow Servant hovered at the top of the beverage shop, slowly waiting for the target to appear.

David, separated by a wall, poured most of his focus into the Shadow Servant, while his physical body mechanically ate the synthetic steak in his hand.

He didn't wait long. One minute before one o'clock, David saw Trainer Jeremy from his memories through the perspective of the Shadow Servant.

Trainer Jeremy was tall and extremely strong; even wearing loose clothing, it couldn't hide that fierce aura.

He must have been a regular customer here, as a waiter led him to a relatively quiet seat as soon as he entered the beverage shop.

This seat was surrounded on three sides by partitions and walls, and the other side was mostly blocked by green plants, making it very secluded.

Seeing that Trainer Jeremy had chosen his seat, the Shadow Servant flew above it and gently placed the Mimicry Monitor directly overhead, perfectly positioned to monitor the seat below.

On the other side, David withdrew most of his focus. While continuing to eat the synthetic steak, he freed one hand to operate his Identity Bracelet.

He adjusted the audio pickup angle and range of the Mimicry Monitor to only capture the sound from the seat below, filtering out the music and noise from the rest of the beverage shop.

With the help of the Mimicry Monitor, he didn't need to keep controlling the Shadow Servant and could listen to the conversation next door through his Identity Bracelet.

Just as he finished his adjustments, it was exactly one o'clock. An inconspicuous hovercar stopped at the entrance of the beverage shop. Two stern-faced bodyguards stepped out of the hovercar first, scanned the surrounding environment, and then lowered their heads to say something into the car.

Mr. Steer, looking like a middle-aged man, stepped out of the hovercar. He was very low-key today, wearing a standard travel suit.

Although he tried his best to restrain his presence, he still felt out of place in the environment of this street.

"You stay outside!" he ordered in a deep voice before walking into the beverage shop.

David watched the two bodyguards. Judging by the way they walked and acted, their bodies contained powerful strength; they were likely two Armored Warriors.

David shifted his gaze. He knew that powerful Armored Warriors might sense the gaze of others, and these two Armored Warriors were not important.

He transmitted the image from his Identity Bracelet to the receiver in his contact lenses, while the sound was delivered via bone conduction technology; this was the way many people chose to watch videos and listen to music.

It would not disturb others, while at the same time allowing for the maximum enjoyment of the best image and sound quality.

"Sit down, I ordered your favorite Amo Fruit juice for you!" Trainer Jeremy sat in his seat without getting up, simply gesturing to the empty chair opposite him with a smile.

David's eyes flickered; Trainer Jeremy's status was clearly extraordinary. Regardless of anything else, Mr. Steer was considered a person of high status in Peilan City, yet a gym trainer was speaking to him in a completely equal tone.

Furthermore, the relationship between the two was extremely familiar, familiar enough to know each other's tastes.

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