Poison God's Heritage
"There is a thin line between poison and medicine, and I shall make you dance on it!" Dead and reincarnated, Shen Bao finds himself in a world of cultivation, a world he only believed that existed in stories and books. With hopes of heights and abilities far than what the mortal man could ever dream of, he's given a new purpose in life, however, fate had other surprises in store for him. What should have commenced as a regular life in any reincarnation story, for Shen Bao everything turned upside down when he found out that he doesn't have the ability to cultivate...
Boom Headshot!
I kept moving my scope from one cultivator to another, making sure to check up on their build stature and height. That's the only way for me to determine the difference between the thermal silhouettes.
And when one of the cultivators was out of the shade or was in clear sight, I switched to normal view and was able to zoom all the way to their chests, once I realized that their tag isn't one of my targets I changed targets. The detail in my scope was impressive, allowing me to see the intricate details of their clothing and accessories. It was as if I was right there with them.
"Not my target," I sighed as I crossed off one more cultivator from the list of potential targets. It was as if I was getting farther away from my goal.