Hello! Who Taught You to Teach a Gun Girl Like This?

Half a year ago, Shen Li was the "God of Tactics" who stood at the top of the altar, but he was assassinated in the peak arena. His nerve center was burned down and he became a useless person who could not connect with any gun girl. Half a year later, he picked up a rusty old-era rifle that was about to be destroyed in a garbage dump filled with heavy rain. Her name is Yinghuo. A defective product with damaged intellectual circuits, slow reaction times, and even unbuttoned clothes. But no one expected that the moment Shen Li's crippled finger touched her interface, the long-depleted neural link exploded instantly! 100%...150%...300%! The ultimate synchronization rate! In the eyes of the outside world, she is an antique piece of scrap metal that can explode at any time, but in Shen Li's arms, she is the deadliest, gentlest, and most loyal killing machine. In order to give a home to the cute girl who only calls "Master", Shen Li returns to the battlefield, taking this silly girl with "common sense" from the underground black game all the way back to the global league. "They say you're a defector who only knows how to pull a trigger." Shen Li gently wiped Yinghuo's cheeks that were red due to overheating. Yinghuo smiled stupidly, pressed his hand tightly on her undulating heartbeat, and said in a soft but decisive voice: "As long as Master needs it... Yingying can penetrate the whole world."