At the start, I tricked the school beauty, and ended up with twins?-Chapter 473 - 442: New Skill Unlocked

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Chapter 473: Chapter 442: New Skill Unlocked

“I see you’re all newbies here; do you need a coach? Eight thousand Taka for an hour.”

The burly man negotiating the price gestured a six to Wu Shaohan.

Wu Shaohan just glanced at his hand sign and then shook his head with a smile:

“Too expensive, the shooting ranges in Dhaka charge half that. We have so many people, and some are elderly, I’ll give you no more than two thousand Taka per hour.”

If it had been a Huaxia person who had never been to Bangladesh or couldn’t understand Bengali, they might have been taken advantage of here.

But not today, not with him here; these guys looking to fleece some fat sheep wouldn’t be able to overcharge Gu Yu and the others.

Upon hearing Wu Shaohan’s offer, the big man’s face scrunched up, his thick brows knitting together as he pondered the counteroffer.

He thought for a minute, then turned his head to discuss with his companions.

When he turned back again, his expression clearly showed disagreement.

“No, your price is too low. We don’t distinguish between old people and children, at least five thousand Taka per hour, and our shooting range is not the same as the ones in Dhaka.”

The big man continued to bargain with Wu Shaohan.

Wu Shaohan was quite straightforward, “That price is fine, but on one condition—you have to give each of us ten bullets.”

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“Ten bullets per person?” The big man’s eyes widened as he scanned over Gu Yu and the others standing behind Wu Shaohan, his brows furrowing again.

He turned to discuss with his partners again; they chattered in their language and gestured to each other, taking a while before turning back.

“Ten bullets won’t do, at most five per person—three for the rifle and two for the pistol. However, we can offer you one hour of free shooting for fun.”

The big man shook his head at Wu Shaohan, proposing a middle ground.

Wu Shaohan didn’t negotiate much further; he could have haggled more, but he was worried that if the price dropped too much, their coach wouldn’t take the training seriously.

He knew that shooting could be dangerous, and if the coach wasn’t careful, someone could easily get hurt.

After haggling, the two of them chatted for a while.

Gu Yu, standing to the side, took it all in and couldn’t help but admire Wu Shaohan’s breadth of experience, marveling that he had even been to Dhaka, the capital of Bangladesh, and seemed quite familiar with the place.

It made Gu Yu wonder just what Wu Shaohan had done and how long he had stayed in Bangladesh before.

Gu Yu always felt that Wu Shaohan’s experience was not as simple as he made it out to be, claiming to have only done some medical research with mentors here.

“What are you doing? Your ears might as well be pricked up; it’s as if you could understand them!”

Lin Xinyue, who had been toying with various guns at the counter, saw Gu Yu standing seriously next to Wu Shaohan, listening to Wu Shaohan’s conversation with the salesman, and couldn’t resist pulling him over to ask.

Gu Yu grinned: “Heh, how do you know I don’t understand?”

“Pfft… Do I need to think about it? You expect that just by standing there and listening to them, you’ll suddenly understand?” Lin Xinyue rolled her eyes at Gu Yu’s mysteriously amused face.

All talk and no proof.

Who could understand a language in less than a day in a country?

That wouldn’t just be a knack for languages; that would be an online translator!

Gu Yu pursed his lips and did not argue with her about it; instead, he continued to listen in on the conversations of the Bangladeshis around him.

The sensation was quite magical; those once indecipherable words entered his ears as if translated in real-time by some super-intelligent artificial translator, making them nearly barrier-free to comprehend.

It’s just that the level of the language listening skill he had acquired was basic; some vocabulary translated rather awkwardly.

But understanding wasn’t difficult. It was somewhat akin to an English proficiency level slightly above IELTS Band 4 but just shy of Band 6.

And the conversation topics among those nearby were varied, of course, with the most frequent topic being the group of unfamiliar foreigners, with glances occasionally cast their way.

“Such a beautiful woman!”

“Yes, she’s the most beautiful Eastern woman I’ve ever seen!”

“It’s just that her man doesn’t look very strong, a bit like a Hollywood movie star.”

“The man talking with Badar really looks like a woman, and even sounds like one, yet he can speak our language.”

“Huaxia people are truly smart!”

“…”

Listening to these people chatting, Gu Yu casually played with the guns on the table.

He picked up a Desert Eagle that didn’t have a magazine loaded, and then took aim at the dartboard behind the counter.

“Bang!” Gu Yu made a gun-shooting gesture.

The clerk behind the counter shook his head with a smile, “Your form is very incorrect, you might want to take a look at this book.”

As he spoke, he pulled out a firearm instruction manual from the drawer of the cabinet.

Gu Yu took it naturally.

The other party looked at Gu Yu in surprise, not knowing why, but he had the illusion that Gu Yu could understand what he was saying.

However, he was quite certain that Gu Yu did not speak Bengali.

Little did he know that Gu Yu had no time to pay attention to anything else at that moment.

Because he found that his skill transformation system had been activated again!

[Identified a translatable experience book—”Standard Firearms Use Posture Manual”. Do you want to proceed with the transformation? This transformation requires 1000 Check-in Points and is estimated to take thirty minutes.]

As soon as that familiar prompt sounded in his mind, Gu Yu became immediately excited.

Another new skill!

He had already savored the benefits of transforming Old Dai’s “Dai’s Surgical Miscellaneous” and this time he proceeded with the same ease.

He agreed immediately, deducted a thousand Check-in Points, and a replica of the manual in his hand appeared in his mind, identical to the physical one.

The manual in his mind spun a few times before quietly floating in the void, then slowly began to turn its pages.

As the first page turned, Gu Yu felt something extra in his mind.

His stance involuntarily adjusted itself, becoming more stable than before, and carrying the potential to explode with power from any movement, the sensation of one touch setting the whole body in motion.

To everyone else, Gu Yu just seemed to move his feet a bit, but for some reason, he seemed more stable than he was a moment ago.

The guy behind the counter raised his eyebrows, had this Huaxia man actually learned the basic ready position for holding a gun just by flipping through the manual?

But he didn’t pay much attention, merely thinking that Gu Yu had a somewhat better understanding and learned at a glance.

After all, the action wasn’t that difficult.

“Alright, I’ve negotiated with them, we can go into the shooting range now! But before that, we need to put on bulletproof vests.”

Wu Shaohan walked over, subconsciously sizing up Gu Yu.

He didn’t know why, but he felt that Gu Yu’s demeanor had changed slightly.

But he didn’t think much of it, assuming Gu Yu had simply adapted automatically to the environment.

“Hmm, could you ask that guy if I can keep this book with me?” Gu Yu nodded and asked Wu Shaohan for help.

During the skill transformation period, the Skill Book could not be more than one meter away from him.

Otherwise, it would automatically interrupt.

“We’ve hired a coach,” Wu Shaohan said with a smile, glancing at the manual in his hand.

“It’s okay, I just want to learn a bit more.”

Gu Yu told a lie.

“Alright, I’ll ask him,” Wu Shaohan shrugged and then chatted with the clerk.

The clerk was generous and lent the manual to Gu Yu, just so long as he returned it when he came out.

“Tat-tat-tat, let’s play with guns!”

Lin Xinyue went to the changing room led by a tattooed girl, not forgetting to turn her head and make a shooting gesture at Gu Yu.

“Ah—”

Gu Yu clutched his chest, pretending to be shot, which made her burst into laughter.