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Chapter 188 "Revelation" ll Part [-]
When I opened my eyes again, monkeys surrounded me.

Recalling everything that happened before, I immediately touched my body.

After making sure I wasn't missing any arms or legs, I straightened up.

In the deep pit on the side, two tree ladders have been removed.

The bodies of thirteen dead wolves were arranged irregularly in the pit.

I actually saw a little girl in the pit. The little girl was holding a wolf and howling loudly.

I don’t know which planet the little girl is from, but her emotions seem to be similar to our expressions.

The monkey on the side patted me on the shoulder, and when I came back to look at it.

It handed over the pamphlet, gritted its teeth and growled.

I slowly took the booklet, and the other monkeys also danced excitedly.

The little girl roared at this time, which startled me.

What was even more frightening was that the ground began to tremble violently.

The connected planet actually began to break apart bit by bit, turning into powder.

The monkeys tapped me on the shoulder again and pointed in the direction of the little girl.

I followed the direction the monkeys were pointing and looked at the little girl. The little girl began to turn black and then broke into pieces as if she was scorched.

Along with the darkening, the wolves in the pit disappeared together.

The booklet in my hand shook a few times, and the original black lv1 turned into golden lv2.

The first reaction was that I had upgraded. The second reaction was that the little girl and her planet had disappeared.

I won the first game, but now there was another black page in the booklet.

There are eight more games ahead of me, and now it seems like I have nothing but monkeys.

In the small forest before, in order to attack the wolves, the fruits on it had been picked and their faces were completely disfigured.

After the little girl disappeared, I didn't know if she was dead.But the way he disappeared was probably no different from death.

I opened the booklet, and the charcoal-black twigs were still tucked inside.

There was also a page of paper sandwiched together, and one side of the paper had turned black at this time.

I understood that this was the page in the booklet that the monkey clipped to save my life. I picked up the charcoal-black branch and wrote: Give me a few boxes of munitions.

The blue light bloomed, then turned black.

The whistling sound became louder and louder from my ears, and I raised my head.

Four huge boxes fell straight from the sky, heading towards us.

Four boxes fell from the sky and landed heavily in front of me and the monkeys.

The monkeys swarmed up and started touching the box.

"Stop for me."

"Stop for me."

"Stop."

. . .

The monkeys calmed down after hearing my words, and I walked slowly to the box.

I touched the switch of the box and turned the lock.

After slowly pushing it away, my eyes were opened.

All kinds of firearms appeared in front of me, nothing I had ever seen before.

I took a look at the brochure, and then the black LV2 came into my eyes.

Sure enough, LV2 is much better than LV1.

The four big boxes here are probably enough to arm thirteen monkeys.

While I was still thinking, the monkeys had already gathered around me and started reaching out to touch the firearms.

"Stop for me."

"Stop."

"Down."

. . .

Yes, monkeys are obedient, but monkey nature is hard to change.

I spent three hours researching these devices.

Then it was handed over to the monkeys bit by bit. By the time the monkeys learned it, it was already dark.There's no way to change these monkeys' hairy habits. When they were still being taught how to use guns, gunshots would come out of all kinds of strange places.After shooting the bullet, I started loading it. It was really lucky that no one of my own was accidentally injured.

I originally thought the four boxes of weapons were all guns, but after opening them, I discovered that only two boxes were guns.

Of the remaining two boxes, one contains auxiliary supplies such as body armor.

I took it out one by one and put it on for each monkey. The monkeys didn't like body armor and helmets.

But they all obeyed my orders obediently, and all of them were dressed in a somewhat nondescript manner.

The sizes of these body armors actually fit me perfectly. There were fourteen pieces, some large and some small, just right for me and these monkeys.

There are actually numbers on the helmet. With these numbers, I can clearly identify each monkey.I felt much better than before. I told the monkeys themselves the number of each monkey.

When he heard that he had a name, the monkey grinned and danced.I don't know if the monkeys really like it, but it does make it easier for me.

The number on my helmet monkey watch is actually LV2.

The other box contained mines, grenades and the like, and I took one and stuffed it in my pocket.

I called the monkeys to help me turn the grenade box upside down 180 degrees.

And he said to all the monkeys: "No one is allowed to touch this box. If you touch it, I will not recognize it as a monkey."

"Recognize this monkey."

"This monkey."

. . .

The monkeys nodded their heads confidently, working harder than a rattle.

Pressing the box against the ground is really not intended to be taught or used.

These monkeys are not bad in nature, but there is no chance to change their ADHD problems.

The lack of self-discipline brought about by teaching firearms has scared me. What should I do if I forget where to play with grenades or plant mines and injure one of my own people?

Then I consolidated the use of guns three times and assigned fixed guns according to the numbers on the helmet.

There are regulations on the types of guns each monkey can use, because there are too many types.I can't guarantee that I can use it flexibly, let alone these monkeys.One monkey at a time to ensure that they will cause misoperation if used incorrectly.

The grove is still there, but food is pitifully scarce.

I distributed the food according to my performance, so I didn't leave any monkey hungry.

At night, all the monkeys were tired and fell asleep.

Almost [-]% of the bullets were knocked out, and the remaining bullets were only enough for the monkeys to fill the guns in their hands.

I wasn't very sleepy, so I looked up at the stars among the monkeys.

I'm thinking that if it weren't for these monkeys accompanying me, I would feel fulfilled all the time on this planet.Otherwise, I really don’t know what I would do. I might just turn around and hang myself on a tree.

Looking at the group of monkeys behind me, I thought about how clever LV1 could make these monkeys obey.Then try the cleverness of LV2 and LV3 to see if these monkeys can evolve from monkeys to humans.

Of course the thought of being smart scares me.

These monkeys are listening to my words now, will they ever resist one day?

After I am smart enough, can I still teach this group of monkeys my booklet?Or maybe the monkey will steal my pamphlet when I'm not paying attention.Or maybe you can teach a confidant to come out and use the booklet to revive me or help me when something happens to me.

I didn't feel sleepy at all. Just after dawn, I watched the opposite planet slowly flying towards our planet.

I lowered my body and the two planets collided.

There was a violent tremor and the ground began to shake.

The monkeys wake up and one monkey fires at the planet.

The remaining monkeys opened fire one after another, and I thought it was too late to stop them.

"Stop, what are you doing? The enemy hasn't appeared yet."

"It didn't show up."

"Now."

. . .

The password should be simple and easy to understand.I remember I said to shoot when you see an enemy. These monkeys thought it was an enemy when they saw the planet?

Just 30 seconds after the battle started, the monkeys fired all the bullets in their guns before they saw the enemy.

Last night I was still praising them, worrying that they would seek to usurp the throne in the future when they became smart.Thinking about it now, I really thought too much.

The monkeys were neatly dressed in equipment and all hid behind me after holding their firearms.

This scene seemed familiar. I was stunned on the spot with the Sand Eagle and 98k on my back.

(End of this chapter)