Wu Liangchen reached for the sniper rifle with its all-black coating, his eyes lighting up.
The gun's weight was perfectly balanced, making it very comfortable to hold.
When judging a weapon, its feel was just as important a metric as its stats and performance.
It was a seemingly trivial difference, but sometimes, such minute details were what decided life and death.
From this alone, Wu Liangchen could tell that real effort had gone into the gun's design.
He wasn't sure if the owner was telling the truth, but at least this wasn't just another flashy but useless item like the last one.
"Can I test it?" Wu Liangchen asked.
The owner gave Wu Liangchen a long look, then turned his head. "Follow me."
Beyond the armory was a downward-sloping staircase that led to a shooting range approximately twenty meters long.
The range was underground and had no windows, but the ventilation was excellent, keeping the air fresh.
