Aim lab

Ring!

The front doorbell rang and a man walk into a gun shop while looking pretty pissed.

"Hey, old will! Get me the usual!"

He's a 185 cm tall man with a bald head. He's wearing a black augment suit which covers the whole body. People who can afford augment suits usually are veteran hunters or a hunter from rich families.

From the looks of it, the guy is a hunter with some experience in the field, not some rich guy from the inner walls.

"Sorry Rex, I'm having another customer here"

"Huh???"

After hearing the shop owner Rex, the hunter looks over to Velo who's selecting the gun. He gets even more pissed than he already is.

"Another kid!? Hey, you! I don't know what kind of luck you got, but you won't make it far! You hear me!! Kids like you should just sit back and go play in the slum!"

"..."

"You're ignoring me!?"

Velo picks the Fassa because of the firepower that is closer to the old-world gun that he uses and the 20% discount that he received lower the cost a bit.

"I'd like to buy this"

"Hey, kid!"

"Stop!! Knock it off, Rex, you're embarrassing yourself in front of the kid."

"I bet you get here because of some luck. You don't even have actual skills with you. Kids your age always get cocky and end up dying young."

"I say knock it off....."

Will the shop owner was about to send Rex out of the shop for causing a ruckus but seeing how the kid who's been insulted doesn't seem affected at all, he got curious. His intuition tells him that this kid has some skills with him.

In this world, people who experience life and death situations usually come up with their own intuition, whether it is as small as not eating ice cream that day to improve your aim or suddenly knowing you are getting ambushed ahead of time.

Most people trust this supernatural prenominal and now it is telling Will that this kid got something in him.

"Well then, Let's settle with the good old aim lab then."

"What!? why did you suddenly..?"

"Ya gonna chicken out?"

"NO!!"

Rex replied. He knows that old will properly get some kind of intuition that the kid will win, but his pride won't let him back down. Above that, intuition could also be wrong. It's not guaranteed even if that person has got good intuition.

"Hey, kid, wanna try out ya guns? I will give ya 50% off if ya participate and I'll offer that gun for free if you win."

Velo, accept that offer in a heartbeat. He can keep all his money the first big money that he earns in this world. He follows old Will to the back of his shop along with Rex, who looks eager to crush his soul with his skill.

The back of the gun store is a practice room with a 200-meter firing range. the storekeeper set up something on the panel in the room and a target pops up in the middle of the room.

The target flashes a bit and disappears. Velo, observe with great curiosity. The shop owner notices that reaction and explains.

"So this is the aim lab, an aiming simulation. It measures yar tracking ability and yar accuracy. They will record the statistic on yar hunter profile. You can show it to those lads at the hunter's office to get your credit up."

The aim lab connects directly to the Hunter guild database. Most hunters find this useful because it adds more credibility to their names.

"The only thing that is a simulation is the target. The gun will have to use a real bullet because this piece of sh*t can't calculate a simulated bullet. Don't know how that works. They promised a new patch to fix it a YEAR AGO!! I think they just don't care anymore."

The shop owner says with a tint of rage for this unfinished product. He has to be content with this because it's the most accurate program you can run to measure someone's accuracy.

Velo compares this simulation with the one in Dumo tower. IT can't even match up in terms of the graphic let alone calculating gunshots.

"The challenge is ya will compete against Rex in the same match. Whoever shots more target wins. Ya can steal each other target or do whatever ya want. The only thing prohibited is the use of grenades and shooting yar opponent....."

Velo raises his hand

"What ya problem?"

"Wanna dip last minute!? Yar really are scared after all!!"

"I want to test out my gun first."

"Oh? go ahead. The bullet cost is on the house this time. Normally you have to pay to enter the aim lab, so I advise ya to do the best ya can."

Velo nods his head, grateful for an opportunity. He doesn't know that one of these sessions to measure your skill cost around 300,000 tels per hour. He would have felt dizzy about how much it cost.

He picks the Fassa and loads the magazine up. It's a little harder to handle. The kickback, can be felt much more than the old world gun and the recoil, which is a nonexistent problem in the old-world gun pop-up.

The Fassa gun has no changeable mode, it only has an auto fire. Once you press the trigger, you have to hold it down if you want to hit the target. The old world gun eliminates this problem.

He experiments with the gun for around 5 minutes. His shot is getting better and better until Rex finishes preparing. Rex looks over from his warm-up and sees how accurate the kid shoots are. If it's bad, then he'll talk insult him to get his morale down.

But to his surprise, the kid is doing well. It puzzles him how he met another kid like this.

'Are you serious? Are kids this day like? A mega genius for shooting things?'

The warm-up of Velo shakes Rex out a little bit and he starts focusing, too. After another 5 minutes have passed, the shop owner is tired of waiting.

"Get ready you two. We will start in a minute!!"