Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

Chapter 177 - Bow

translator: xiin

editors: apricot & juurensha

Time seemed to slow down along with the fine particles in the air.

First, the big boss’s feathered arrow flew through the air, flashing with the cold glint of metal halfway through its arc and forcing Zuo Botang to retreat.

Then, the bullets sped over, and the accompanying heat surged––

Wei Shi’s actions stilled.

The man’s knotted brow slowly smoothed out. The tip of his eyebrows rose up habitually, and the fierceness in his pupils was replaced by a youth’s unique sharpness. The jaws of death that had been holding the longbow slowly released its force, and his expression was confused. It seemed as though he’d changed from a domineering adult hawk to a young fledgling who’d just been driven out of his home.

Wei Shi slowly bowed his head, coming face to face with Wu Jin’s horrified, round-eyed gaze.

The youth trembled as he opened his mouth.

The 16 year old Wei Shi snorted coldly, “Who bullied you.”

Wu Jin: “Gun.... gungungungungungun––”

The bullet flew over and grazed across Wei Shi’s cheek!

Wu Jin sucked in a breath of cold air! His brain moved at lightning speeds, his heart beat frantically, and his soul almost flew out of his body. He was muddled as he used two combat actions to push the 16 year old Cub Wei to a safe area. Then, he acted like a hero who’d saved the beauty and protected the cub as he killed in all directions––

In reality.

Jingyi and Red shot out three bullets at the same time. Wu Jin exclaimed, ‘Woah’, and pushed the big boss over, causing them to roll together into a ball on the ground.

The Crosson Show’s live stream room.

Blood Pigeon was gratified as he looked at Wu Jin, “Contestant Wei is taking it easy so that Contestant Wu can give a brave performance. Little Witch hasn’t been training in vain over the past six months, and his reactions are much better than before. It’s just, this tactical move––”

Ying Xiangxiang expressed, “How is that a tactical move? The two cats in my house usually end up like this when they’re just playing around.”

In the Crosson elimination match arena, the Ancient Egyptian civilization zone, the Temple of clerical sacrifice.

Zuo Botang fired two shots to disrupt Wu Jin’s rhythm. Under the cover of Ming Yao’s sniping, he wasn’t in a hurry to start a fight. “Let’s go!” The two of them shifted, and the common feathered arrow landed in the hard soil. Wei Shi’s arm strength was frightening.

There was a rush of footsteps from behind him. It was obvious that there were other groups approaching the temple.

Ming Yao was still looking at the tail of the arrow that hadn’t been broken by the force of the impact when he suddenly heard his captain speak up.

Zuo Botang was speculating, “Why aren’t they fighting back.”

Ming Yao couldn’t quite catch up, “What?”

Zuo Botang narrowed his eyes slightly, the sniper’s precise hearing allowing him to hear through the stone walls of the temple. On the other side, Wu Jin had basically been sniped at until he was dancing all over the place.

Zuo Botang listened for a few seconds, “Something’s not right with Wei Shi.”

Ming Yao: “! Captain, should we go back and attack?”

Zuo Botang shook his head, “Leave it, it’ll be useful in the future.”

Inside the temple.

Wei Shi was caught off guard and knocked over by Wu Jin, his face rubbing against the small curls. His chest filled with a large inhale of rabbit scent, with a very high Little Witch content. From nearby, the sound of a bullet being loaded sounded out again––

Wei Shi’s eyebrows were solemn as he thrust Wu Jin into the bunker. His gaze was as sharp as an eagle as he stared daggers at Red who was off in the distance.

Wei Shi snapped, “Mao Dongqing?”

Wu Jin held back the cub and dragged him out, “Run run run run... It’s not, it’s his brother Qiukui... It doesn’t matter which Mao it is...”

The two of them ran away from the temple, one pulling, and one being tugged along behind. Wei Shi held tight to the longbow that had been used to snipe at Zuo Botang, and before they left, Wu Jin quickly stamped his own arm with the instance clear stamp.

At the entrance to the clerical sacrifice temple, Red met Brother Wei’s gaze and fell into a daze.

Caesar: “What!”

Red found it strange, “Brother Wei threatened me!”

Caesar was keen to help his teammate with an analysis, “You even shot at him, so why can’t he threaten you?!”

Behind the clerical sacrifice temple.

Wu Jin finally had time to catch his breath. In front of them, three more magnificent buildings stood there side by side, and the sound of water coming from the pyramid in the distance was clearer than before.

Wu Jin snuck a look at the big boss. Wei Shi’s posture when holding a bow was more skilled than it had been when he held a gun.

The 16 year old wasn’t allowed to touch firearms in the R-Code Base, but he was proficient with cold steel weapons. Little Wei’s hands with their distinct joints moved over the bronze long bow from Ancient Egypt, adjusting his grip repeatedly near the bow’s handle.

Wu Jin had an excellent visual memory. He searched through his memory and helped the 16 year old big boss adjust his posture according to the 27 year old big boss’s shooting stance...

Wei Shi snorted coldly, and his expression grew heavy, “You learned it from him?”

Wu Jin only reacted a full two seconds later. Little Wei was referring to the Big Wei who was now floating in his subconscious. That meant that at the end of the day, these two weren’t yet done with each other––

Wei Shi skillfully twisted the bowstring, his sword-like eyebrows drawing together coolly before gently smoothing back out, like an eagle with frosted feathers who shook off the snow before taking flight.

Wu Jin fell into a daze as he watched.

Wei Shi: “Just wait. When I can protect you, I”ll replace him.”

Wu Jin: “......”

Wu Jin: “???” You have intermittent amnesia. You’re not schizophrenic, you’re coming out from the subconscious, yet you even want to seize power and usurp the throne!

The subconscious was another form of the main consciousness; it was ‘the self from the dream’. From the memory line, Little Wei was Big Wei’s middle school self, and from the perspective of how it came to be, Little Wei was Big Wei’s ‘derivative’.

Since he and Big Wei had already obtained a wedding certificate, logically speaking, Little Wei should be addressing him as ‘mother’. Wait a minute, something didn’t seem right with that...

Wei Shi suddenly bowed his head and spoke, “Did he do anything with you.”

Wu Jin was shocked into attention, “No! Haven’t we been in a competition the whole time!”

It turned out that the big boss wasn’t normal no matter what form he took. Based on this current situation, he definitely had to hide Big Wei’s behavior and take it with him to the grave!

Wei Shi made an ‘en’ sound and warned him, “Boys should pay attention to protecting themselves.”

Then, he took the bow and arrows and looked back coldly in the direction of the Mao Qiukui who could no longer be seen, “Let’s continue.”

The second temple was quiet and deserted.

Occasionally, the sound of water dripping on the stone slabs could be heard. Wu Jin looked up and saw that there was a water reservoir above the stone columns, and the sunlight that shone through the mist was permeated with dampness, making the mottled light and shadow appear surreal.

Wei Shi walked beside him.

Wu Jin looked down at his arm, “The clue from the previous temple shows the clerical priest pouring water into vessels. I don’t know what it has to do with time...” Wu Jin squinted at Cub Wei. The cub pursed his lips and said nothing, but the knuckles of the hand wrapped around the longbow turned white with the force of his grip.

The 16 year old Wei Shi had the same pride as any teenager.

Based on the situation, there was a 80% chance that Wei Shi already knew that Red was attacking him. On the stone floor, the arrow that Big Wei had shot out was still there, and it was doubtful that he could use the shotgun slung over his back accurately. The current Cub Wei left Wu Jin a little unsure.

The cameras were arranged around the temples. Wu Jin could only work on clearing the instance first before giving Little Wei some psychological counseling. Soon, Wu Jin was attracted by the murals on the temple walls.

“This is... the temple for dance and music?” Wu Jin suddenly noticed, “The priests in the design are all women. Judging from how they’re kneeling, the status of these Ancient Egyptian priestesses is higher than that of the priests of clerical offerings. From the outer temples to the inner temples, the power of the priests increases accordingly. The mural is divided into three parts. The first part is dancing and playing music, and the second part... is Ancient Egyptian mythology.”

Wu Jin struggled to identify the narration beside the characters in the murals.

“After the death of King Osiris in Ancient Egypt, the Queen wept bitterly and exchanged her cries for the King’s rebirth. Ancient Egyptian music originated from the cries of mourning.”

Wu Jin suddenly thought of something, “No wonder! The priestesses are in charge of dance music for the funeral, so their status is higher than that of the priests in charge of sacrifices in the lower levels. In Ancient Egyptian civilization, everything related to death was considered close to the gods...”

Wu Jin stilled.

He looked back at Wei Shi and spoke stiffly, “Death.”

The entrance to the temple was closing slowly.

The 3000BC lament began to play, sounding like it was played with an extremely primitive and coarse harp, mixed in with a flute.

The priestesses on the murals danced.

The dance music brought the dead out from the land of the gods, and new life replaced death––over a dozen mummies popped out from behind the stone pillars!

Wu Jin instantly moved to protect the cub, “A PVE speed instance. Active attack style dynamic shooting assessment... I’ll take the main position. Help me draw out the line of fire––”

“Wait a minute, what kind of amusement ride is this? Why aren’t there any tickets?!”

Wei Shi suddenly looked at Wu Jin.

The little shortie was much taller than he remembered. When he carried a gun, he looked handsome and neat, and it was like the brilliance of the entire temple shone down on Wu Jin. It turned out that after escaping from the R-Code Base, he’d missed many years of the little shortie’s growth.

He saw Wu Jin aiming at the mummies in high spirits and excitedly loading up the bullets.

––There was a crash.

Following the sound of the flute, water rushed down like a waterfall from the storage tank above the temple.

A neon sign hung over the halfway point of the tank.

“Music Fountain.”

Wu Jin jumped out with a cry. He held the muzzle of the gun and shook it like he’d been shocked, “Water went in, water went in! Oh no, I’ve wrecked the gun––”

Wei Shi: “Take this.”

Wu Jin’s eyes were wide with consternation. Wei Shi tossed his shotgun to Wu Jin without hesitation, then pulled on the bow string. His slender fingers had rough calluses, and the muscles of his back exerted a fierce power as he drew the bow.

The 16 year old Wei Shi was very different from the 27 year old version.

Ten years later, the big boss knew how to accurately control every single muscle, and nobody knew where his upper limit was. He was the fiercest, low-key hunter. At this time, however, Wei Shi presented an explosive aesthetic due to his intense focus and concentration.

A sharp arrow pierced through the curtain of water.

The 16 year old Wei Shi was acclimatising to his 27 year old body at an incredible speed.

Water splashed. Wu Jin subconsciously wiped his face, and two mummies rushed at him!

Wu Jin protected the gun and dodged around the water to escape. Wei Shi spoke in a cold tone, “Head down.”

There were two ‘swish’ sounds, and a metallic copper tip brushed past his hair. Another mummy fell to the ground.

Wei Shi reached for the arrow quiver. At this moment, he’d become the little overlord from R-Code Base again.

Wu Jin was now far away from the curtain of water. He listened to the sounds in the temple. Then, his expression grew joyful, “The music! The harp controls the mummies to attack the nearest targets, and the flute controls the water tank. If we shoot after the flute stops playing, the gun won’t get wet––”

There was a brief pause in the music.

Wu Jin charged and finally stood back to back with Wei Shi.

The shotgun was loaded up, and the arrow string was pulled taut.

Two different directions, but the mummies fell at the same time!

The water poured down in a curtain again, but there were only one or two moving targets remaining in the area. Wu Jin let out a long breath of relief and hugged the gun in order to dodge the water. When he looked up again, he was standing in the middle of the temple.

There was silence all around.

The music stopped. The mini instance was over.

Wu Jin grinned and gave the big boss a thumbs up. He happily pulled him along to leave––

Wei Shi suddenly let out a harrumph and gestured for Wu Jin to look at the wall.

The bronze arrow that was now stained with water had penetrated through the dynamic target mummy and hit the badly made brick wall built by the Crosson program team. It wasn’t overboard to liken it to strength that pierced through gold and stone.

Wu Jin understood instantly and chattered on as he went up to pull out the arrow, “We should recycle the arrows! They’re all supplies, and the quantity is limited––”

Wei Shi’s aura grew heavy.

“54 cm.” Wei Shi narrowed his eyes and spoke, “His arrow didn’t enter the stone brick, and the exposed part of the arrow was 54 cm.”

“This one.” Wei Shi used his eyes to indicate that Wu Jin should press his head over to look, “49 cm.”

Wu Jin was in a daze for a long time before realizing what he meant.

The greater the arm strength, the stronger the penetration power of the arrowhead, and the shorter the exposed part of the arrow would be.

The arrow that Little Wei had shot out was more powerful than the arrow that Big Wei had shot before his consciousness shifted.

Wu Jin finally understood the look Little Wei had had in his eyes when he woke up and looked at the bow and arrow.

It was a look full of power.

Taking advantage of how the cameras weren’t there, Wu Jin smiled broadly and pounced over, “!!!” Ahhh, a hardworking cub was the cutest!

Wei Shi had finished making his statement and resumed a cold and aloof posture. He was in the midst of waiting for the little shortie’s eyes to shine and show a reverent expression so that he could take advantage of the occasion when he was taken by surprise by the Wu Jin ball that came pouncing over.

Wei Shi: “! Stand properly, why are you so silly!”

Wu Jin simply opened his mouth and went to kiss the big boss’s reddened ear. He hadn’t even landed the kiss yet when Wei Shi acted as though he’d been shocked, shooting Wu Jin a feigned ferocious look.

Wu Jin patted the cub as a reward, “When we go out, I’ll shoot, and you can use arrows to provide cover.”

From behind Wu Jin, the exit to the temple opened up again.

Wei Shi beckoned to Wu Jin to look back.

At the exit of the temple, along the huge slope of the pyramid, endless streams of water poured down. The four sphinxes at the foot of the pyramid continuously spouted columns of water, and further ahead was a downward slope, where the low ground was practically flooded.

The Brave Rapids flowed into the surrounding area, and the current converged into a huge wave pool.

The resistance in water was 774 times that of air.

The humidity was so heavy that guns were practically useless.

The gods of Ancient Egypt also used cold steel weapons.

Wei Shi slung the bow and arrow over his back and led Wu Jin to obtain a stamp and make their way through the humid, wet air.

The big boss with a youthful aura glanced over Wu Jin, “Let’s go. I’ll take you to get revenge.”

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