Chapter 92: Li Yunlong

Li Longnu listened from afar to the others’ conversation.

After a while, she had pieced together the details of the shooting range.

"The little devils… seem to be nothing more than a bunch of savages living in some remote corner, yet they once dared to invade the Central Plains."

"Lord Yellow Island knows quite a lot. It seems I’ve been slacking lately."

"Li Longnu, oh Li Longnu, you really mustn’t get addicted to television dramas."

"Still, if guns and artillery are what matter in the shooting range, then martial arts may not be of much use."

"The rewards are rather interesting, though it’s a pity in-house staff can’t take part."

She shook her head to herself, looked away, and strolled off toward the distant buildings.

She meant to take a bath, change clothes, and head to work.

Halfway there, she suddenly remembered something, took out her phone, and snapped a photo of the shooting range in the distance.

"Pantomime Park Shooting Range is now open. Welcome to visit."

With the photo attached, she posted it to her social feed.

Her messaging account had been registered only recently, and the number of friends in it was pitifully small.

After the post went through, she quickened her steps. Seeing that no one was paying attention, she skipped and hopped her way toward the distance.

The crowd gathered before the shooting hall was abuzz.

"It still isn’t open yet," Guo the Yellow Lady said regretfully.

"The person in charge hasn’t been decided," Hong Qigong said thoughtfully.

A dark-faced volunteer used his phone to scan the QR code at the side. After reading the content, he shrugged at his companions. "It doesn’t officially open until tomorrow."

"Looks like it’s a kill-the-Japanese contest. Twelve levels in all, including four battles from Bright Sword and the Ten Great Campaigns." Another volunteer rubbed his hands together in excitement. "These days the little devils are all crouching low and pretending to be obedient. I really want to go have it out with them."

"Did your math teacher teach you music or something?" said another volunteer.

"Quit the nonsense, all of you. Get ready to work," the dark-faced volunteer called out, having heard a message in his earpiece.

...

Joan had already descended from the tree and come to a small lake below.

The lake’s surface shimmered; from time to time, a few water birds skimmed past.

By the water stood a group of herbivorous dinosaurs drinking lazily and eating leaves.

Beside Joan was an allosaurus.

This fellow had been lurking by the water earlier, hoping to hunt; after spotting Joan, he became as docile as a cat.

Leaning against the allosaurus’s back, Joan smiled as he looked into the distance.

There stood a blue-and-white tent, with a campfire beside it that had already burned down to ashes.

Next to the ashes sat half a bottle of unfinished wine from the western province, and a self-heating hotpot still bubbling with steam.

The one who had made all this happen was the Old Rogue.

Near the fitness plaza, Joan had specially arranged a residential area for the staff.

The Old Rogue had been given a house as well.

But the fellow refused to go home, and whenever he had nothing to do, he would run off into the jungle to play.

Joan had intended to come down and say hello, but to his surprise, the other man saw a stegosaurus and excitedly chased after it.

The stegosaurus fled with its tail tucked between its legs.

The self-heating hotpot was nearly done, and no one knew where the man and the dinosaur had gone.

Glancing at the time, Joan sat down on a large rock nearby.

"That fellow should be done shitting by now. I can just find him directly and have him serve as the shooting range manager," Joan thought.

Spending one hundred game coins, he contacted Li Yunlong.

...

Bright Sword.

Li Yunlong came out of the outhouse, pants in hand.

He had been drinking too little water lately, and his stool had become so dry that his rear felt faintly painful.

He wanted to tell his guard to hurry up and pack those two hundred sets of padded uniforms, then head for the Independent Regiment as soon as possible.

Although he said he looked down on the Independent Regiment, as long as he was not made to embroider flowers at the textile factory, he would rather be made a battalion commander or company commander than stay there.

"Dammit all, I took a crap for a moment and the man vanished!"

Li Yunlong patted his pockets, only then remembering that ever since coming here, he had been without cigarettes for many days.

There were no combat missions here, so he could no longer get cigarettes by killing enemies as he once had.

Thinking of this, he spat hard to the ground.

"At last this old Li has made it through!" he cursed under his breath. "How did that punk Kong Jie manage it? I picked up the slack for him!"

Thinking of his old comrade, a trace of worry flashed across his face.

"Better be polite later. He must be feeling stifled too."

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard a voice in his mind.

"Do you understand the meaning of life? Do you want to truly live?"

"Who is that!" Li Yunlong instantly drew the gun at his waist, flicked off the safety, and looked around in shock and uncertainty.

"As the foremost entertainment center across the heavens and myriad worlds, Pantomime Park urgently needs a shooting range manager..."

"By joining Pantomime Park, you can not only enjoy generous pay, but also discuss life with people from across the ages and all worlds..."

Li Yunlong hid beneath the corner of a wall, his expression grave.

Could it be the little devils?

What kind of trick were they playing, to make a voice appear inside his head?

After the customary advertising pitch, a series of images directly appeared in Li Yunlong’s mind.

They were highlights of Pantomime Park in operation.

There were visitors lining up in long queues before the park.

There was King Kong roaring to the heavens.

There was a tyrannosaurus rex biting a small dinosaur to death in one gulp.

There were a mass of pythons mating in the water.

There were Transformers changing from cars into human form.

There was Li Longnu practicing swordplay against the rising sun.

And finally, the image of Liang Xiaoyu hanging from a tree...

Li Yunlong was utterly stunned.

"What on earth appeared in my head?" he muttered.

Just as he was in shock and uncertainty, a scrolling prompt suddenly appeared before him.

Would you like to accept the invitation and go to Pantomime Park for an interview?

Yes
No

Li Yunlong’s expression shifted darkly.

All of this was beyond his understanding.

"Could it be that I haven’t slept well lately and am hallucinating?" He closed his eyes.

That prompt still would not leave his sight.

"If the little devils had this kind of ability, why would they bother fighting a war!" Li Yunlong thought grimly.

He opened his eyes and chose yes.

The instant he sent that thought, he suddenly felt the scene before him change. The low earthen wall vanished, and the world before his eyes became brilliantly vivid.

In front of him lay a small lake, its surface glittering in the light, with several beautiful water birds flying overhead.

Far away stood towering ancient trees, and among them was a gigantic beast.

That thing was taller than a city gate tower, and its body was many times larger than a Japanese tank!

Li Yunlong swallowed hard.

He felt as though he had arrived in the realm of immortals.

With such a huge creature, one group of men could eat for days, couldn’t they?

His left hand instinctively clenched, and he seemed to grab onto something.

It felt rather good.

He turned his head and met a pair of crimson eyes.

His heart gave a violent leap.

Only then did he realize that his hand was clutching the head of a giant beast.

Lowering his gaze slightly, he saw the beast open its mouth toward him.

Its mouth was full of icy teeth, sharper than the bayonets of the Japanese.

Li Yunlong’s scalp was about to explode.

He was not afraid of death, but he had never imagined that he might become the feces of some monstrous creature he had never even seen before!

Looking at that mountain-sized body, Li Yunlong forced down his terror and stood absolutely still.

Staring into the beast’s eyes, he slowly moved the right hand that held his gun.