"This is a very rare profession!"

"How do you plan to prove it?"

The bald middle-aged man looked at Roger seriously.

Roger said readily:

"Do you have a shooting range here?"

The bald nodded and said:

"certainly."

Roger then said:

"Then will you reimburse the original stone that was lost due to shooting?"

The bald man hesitated for a moment:

"Can."

"Then I'm fine."

Roger put a handful of "silent justice" in front of him.

The bald man's eyes lit up.

...

In the underground shooting range.

The "bang bang bang" gunshot sounded very quickly, and it was finished in one breath like a rapid drumbeat.

A slightly pungent smell spread.

That is the manifestation of insufficient energy in the primitive stone.

On the shooting range.

The 12 mobile targets were all pierced through the red heart.

"What a quick marksman!"

The middle-aged man exclaimed:

"I didn't expect that Quinan really had a quick gunner. Now the city lord should be happy again."

"For a newcomer like you who has the Kovas heritage, Drovas is the most suitable for you. Don't worry about the original stone. We will at least add two sets of crudely refined original stones to you."

Having said that.

He asked in confusion:

"Why not use "tactical gloves"?"

"The fast gunner is very hurting, right?"

The real reason is of course that Roger did not find the tactical gloves that match the Quick Gunner.

But on the surface.

He just said lightly:

"That will affect my gun pulling speed."

The bald man suddenly felt awe in his heart.

"Everything is prepared for the sake of speed...Is this the principle of the fast gunner?"

"His real strength is definitely not as simple as the LV47 filled in on the form."

Just think of this.

His attitude became much more enthusiastic:

"Let's go up."

"It also requires some paperwork and you will be able to get your Drovas resident certificate soon."

"Before this, I would like to ask for your comments..."

“What kind of club do you prefer?”

“Corresort?”

Roger was surprised.

The bald nodded and said:

“This is a necessary step to becoming a resident of Drovas.”

“Everyone wants to join the club.”

"Walk."

"I'll tell you in detail."

...

In the reception room.

The bald middle-aged man talks happily.

Under his enthusiastic introduction.

Roger finally understood what was going on in the club.

Drovas is not only a semi-enclosed city.

Its internal operating structure is also quite unique.

The management here is quite strict.

All kinds of "clubs" undertake most of the social functions and absorb all residents.

Everyone must join the club and work under the organization of leaders at all levels of the club.

Because each club is assigned different functions.

So people's tendencies will be different.

Newcomers usually have no choice when joining Drovas.

Only those who bring art to invest in like Roger will be given preferential treatment.

certainly.

There is a prerequisite for this-

He must hand over the relevant information about the Quick Gunner to the "Knowledge Club".

In the process.

He can get a lot of benefits and get a considerable amount of Starship coins.

The latter is the official currency of Drovas.

You can also buy things at other gathering places of the Kovas people.

If Roger wants to learn the relevant skills of ammunition experts, he also needs to consume a lot of Starship coins.

It is worth mentioning.

The benefits of Drovas residents are pretty good.

All three meals a day are provided by the club’s canteen. As long as you don’t waste food, you don’t have to pay for much to eat.

Medical care is also free.

As for the education level.

Drovas' newborns will undergo rounds of training and screening since the age of 4.

This process is said to be very strict.

Many people can't stand choosing to quit.

Fortunately, the loser at least has the power to live normally in the city.

But successful people can join the "City Lord Guard".

That is the core circle of the city.

This can be seen from the fact that almost all the leaders of the conference are held by the City Lord Guard.

Over the past few decades.

The number of the city lord guards expanded at a tepid rate.

These people’s views are very different from those of ordinary people.

According to the bald middle-aged man.

Like the city lord, they have the lofty ideal of driving Drovas out of Quinan and looking for the "second hometown written by fate" in the myth of Kaovas.
To be continued...