"Since our ultimate target is a black dragon with a higher level than us, it's not suitable to launch a high-profile attack."
Medraco's eyes gleamed with wisdom, as if everything was already under his control.
"So, what do ya mean?"
Yamaguchi Mura Chicken felt that he had grasped Medraco's meaning, but it seemed there was still a layer of paper between them, making things vague and unclear.
"That's right, we need to implement a decapitation plan."
"According to the intelligence you provided, this black dragon has a weak elf girl by his side, and they are companions."
"So we just need to get close to the black dragon, capture the elf girl, and we can make this black dragon surrender."
Medraco spoke with composure, as if the battle scene had already been rehearsed before his eyes.
"But..."
Yamaguchi Mura Chicken still hesitated, feeling that something wasn't quite right.
"But what if this black dragon doesn't care about the elf girl's life or death?"
"Maybe they aren't companions at all, but just in a master-servant or employment relationship?"
"That's not a problem either."
Medraco shook his head, pacing back and forth, speaking with confidence:
"Even if they don't have much of a relationship, capturing the elf girl will still anger or weaken the black dragon."
"This elf can produce magical attacks similar to flash grenades, which is a huge problem no matter how you look at it."
"As for the black dragon..."
Medraco revealed a mocking cold smile.
He gently opened his coat, which was surprisingly filled with various parts that looked familiar, like... a gun!
"Sorry, my backpack is already full of materials, so I can only hang these on my clothes."
Medraco laid the parts one by one on a table at the entrance of the novice village.
"Familiar? As the young master of the Yamaguchi family, you should recognize these things."
"Yes, this is a disassembled gun."
"However, we can't make fully automatic guns yet, only these older models for now."
"You, you actually..."
Yamaguchi Mura Chicken stammered, staring at Medraco in disbelief, somewhat at a loss for words.
Even if it was an old-fashioned bolt-action rifle, it was still a gun! One bullet could kill a person.
"Sweetie Number Two, no need to be surprised~ Kekekeke..."
David Jones, who was like a mountain of flesh, held Oguchi Akayo in his arms and let out a sinister "huff-huff" laugh.
"In our country, owning firearms is a very normal thing."
"We use guns, study guns, and use guns to aim at God's butthole~"
"And Medraco standing before you was the owner of a weapon shop before entering the game, as well as a very famous gun enthusiast."
"The rules of this world are consistent with our world in many ways."
Medraco continued David Jones' words while assembling the firearm.
He played with a gun barrel in his hand, his fingers gently caressing the smooth barrel, and then with a "clang" installed it in the appropriate position.
"Steel will melt and shape, gunpowder will explode with heat energy, and stones will fall with gravity."
"Guns, naturally, can be used."
"The difference is that automatic rifles require higher quality materials, and the production of these materials requires more complex technological processes."
"I understand guns, but I don't understand how to manufacture those materials. Magic has countless uses, and for now I can only make old-style rifles."
Medraco shook his head with regret.
If conditions allowed, he could even make a Gatling gun.
But each profession has its specialties, and materials science was indeed not his strong suit.
Not to mention that gun manufacturing involves military-grade materials science, and basically only military bigwigs know about these materials.
Perhaps in the future, players from other novice villages could master these things.
At that time, firearms would definitely bloom beautifully in this alternate world.
"With this gun, even if we can't kill the black dragon, we can kill the elf girl, which will weaken the black dragon one way or another."
"Now do you think there are any problems with the decapitation plan?"
Medraco looked at Yamaguchi Mura Chicken, revealing a relaxed, mocking smile.
In his view, these Sakura players were just frogs in a well.
They were probably used to bullying the weak.
But when facing a strong enemy, they panicked.
What a bunch of wastes who drink nuclear wastewater every day.
"No problems at all."
Yamaguchi Mura Chicken nodded repeatedly in haste.
His bowing and nodding made him look like a well-trained pug.
"Since there are no more questions, let me announce our attack plan."
"I wasn't planning to bring you along, since you're just a burden."
Medraco made no effort to hide his contempt for Yamaguchi Mura Chicken, or rather for all Sakura players.
"But considering that you're familiar with that place, I'm giving you the opportunity to fight alongside us. Feel honored."
His tone was arrogant, but Yamaguchi Mura Chicken didn't feel any dissatisfaction.
As if this was how it should be.
And he genuinely felt honored in his heart.
"Although David Jones is huge, he has an innate ability to hide us in the shadows at night."
"This is the key to our decapitation plan."
"That means the traps and monster armies that blocked you before will no longer be a problem. We can reach the dragon's nest unimpeded."
After talking so much, Medraco suddenly felt thirsty, so he took out a water pouch from his backpack and took a big gulp.
"Your uncle, Oguchi Akayo, has particularly strong individual killing power."
"His ghost sword energy is incredibly sharp and should have no problem cutting through the dragon's scales."
"Even if it can't cut through, we can still kill or kidnap the elf girl to weaken the dragon's power."
"Later, when our levels are higher, we can come back for revenge."
Medraco put down the water pouch and looked towards the southwest with a gloomy gaze. If you keep walking in that direction, you'll reach the Silvermoon Forest and Silvermoon Mountains at the end.
"Just the four of us is enough. Bringing others would only increase the risk of exposure."
"Now, let's depart."
...
Far away in the Silvermoon Forest, Su Nian had no idea that two American players had set their sights on him.
At this moment, he was obediently lying by the riverside, basking in the sunlight.
And Anna was condensing water balls bigger than minivans to help wash his body.
"Anna, as a dragon, there's really no need to wash so thoroughly."
"Especially since I'm a black dragon."
Su Nian was somewhat helpless.
He was pitch black, so it didn't really matter whether he bathed or not.
Look at what Anna had prepared for him.
The soap and essential oils taken from players were one thing.
But what was the polish for?
Was she planning to wash his scales until they shone like mirrors?
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