In his previous life, Sunday had lived in a peaceful country, and he had been dirt-poor himself. There was no way he could get his hands on a gun.
Later, he had transmigrated into the universe of Honkai: Star Rail. In a world where Aeons roamed everywhere and Emanators guarded the doors, who would still bother playing with guns? The real players used star destroyers!
Sunday was not bragging. In the entire universe, the only people who could fly around in star destroyers were the daughter of that god with the almighty finger and himself, the head of the Oak Family.
Qian Renxue smiled faintly.
"Of course. Almost everyone living around the Crown Prince's Manor is a household member of one of its officials, so there's no need to worry about word getting out. Besides, I don't know how to use this thing either. I'll need you to teach me, sir~"
Hearing that, Sunday raised the gun, aimed, and fired.
Bang!
The Willow Tree across the pond was shot clean through, gun smoke lingering over it.
Somewhat surprised by the rifle's power, Sunday ejected a round and examined it in his hand.
"The design is the same, but the difference in the ore used makes it considerably more powerful."
Seeing the Willow Tree pierced clean through, Qian Renxue's eyes shone with excitement. This Soul Tool's power far exceeded her expectations. With these weapons, what could Bibi Dong possibly use to defeat her?
"Want to try?"
Sunday handed the rifle to Qian Renxue, then sat on a stone stool and took a sip of tea.
Qian Renxue took the gun and imitated Sunday's movements, raising it and trying to aim.
Seeing her awkward imitation, Sunday smiled and offered some guidance.
"Raise your hands a little. Brace the stock against your shoulder."