Surviving As An Extra In Fantasy World Isn't Easy



BANG!BANG!BANG!BANG!

Sparks flickered one after another as Lucas pulled the trigger. Loud banging noise akin to the hitting of a metallic bob with a hammer transpired in the air.

Swish!

"Wow! That's a masterpiece."Morgana's eyes gleamed with excitement seeing the gun spewing bullets one after another in rapid succession.

The test dummy had been ridden with holes from the gun.

"Hey, Lucas pay for the dummy before leaving. Reynold will kill me if he sees this."Morgana chided.

"Once the gun is ready, I will give one to each of the skies as compensation," Lucas said happily.

"Ohhh!How sweet of you."Morgana jumped in joy.

Lucas smiled and gave the gun a satisfied look and handed the gun to James.

"It still needs some final adjustment," Lucas said, looking at the dummy.

The current one had an enhanced piston chamber and an additional bolt carrier that facilitated the movements of bullets from the carriage.

When one pulls the trigger, the firing hammer on top strikes the firing pin. This action ignites the bullet chamber which in turn ignites the gunpowder to fire the bullet. The gas that explodes pushes the bullet forward and also pushes back the bolt carrier which in turn ejects the empty case. The suction force that is created by the rapid contraction of gas thereafter pulls a bullet from the cartridge.

"James, the muzzle is heating up too much. If this keeps on, it will explode and injure the shooter."Lucas spoke seeing the muzzle turning fiery rod after he emptied the shell.

"Normal metal,won't cut Lucas. We need a ranked metal to craft it as the muzzle and for that as usual we need a blacksmith."James just shrugged his shoulders implying that he can't do anything in this regard.

Lucas frowned hearing this. He needs this in the inter-class battle. This is by far, the most sophisticated gun that exists in the world. It can't compare to modern guns or Ak-47 but it had a range of around 200 metres and had a cartridge of 35 bullets 3.9 Mm.

However, the excess firepower caused its muzzle to heat up too quickly and he doesn't know why. Modern guns of his world don't have that problem.

Jay, who just watched Lucas and James fight one another, spoke softly"Why don't you make a changeable muzzle for now? I don't think that it would be difficult. Once its heat's up, just change it to another."

James rubbed his chin hearing the suggestion"We can do that. As for a permanent solution, I need some time to figure it out."

"You seem to be interested in this."Lucas gave Jay a thumbs up.

He had left Jay with James and he is working as James's assistant, helping with random things.

'Jay, work hard so that you can help me in future.'

"Lucas, will this gun work against the enemy? I am still sceptical about it."Morgana asked curiously.

Lucas chuckled upon hearing her question and raised her brows"Sister Morgana, tell me. Can you defend against this gun with a barrier?"

"Barriers can deflect it easily."

"Then can you defend it without a barrier?"

"Of course..."Morgana's lips closed and she gave Lucas a weird gaze due to sudden realization.

"It seems you understand now."Lucas gave a devilish smile.

"Humans are conceited. They tend to underestimate things too much. Monster outer layers grow tougher as they grow stronger but this isn't the case with humans. Even if you reach 9-Star, it's not that your skin will become as hard as a diamond. A warrior needs aura while a mage needs mana to form a protective defence without which even a kitchen knife can kill them."

Morgana, James and Jay's eyes widened with surprise as what Lucas said was a valid point that everyone forgets.

"However, we can't take guns to that level because people would have armour, protective enhancements and talismans. Even if they run out of mana or fall into a situation, they can't use mana, they can't be harmed easily because of preventive measures.

"So, why are you so focused on guns?"Morgana asked curiously.

"It's because guns come in handy in low-rank battles and this gun is gonna make me rich," Lucas answered.

"He is making that weird face again, "Jay whispered to James.

"Yeah, it seems someone's gonna get his ass kicked in future," James answered solemnly while praying for the pitiful guy who provoked this demon.

......

In the common classroom.

"Hush!"

A deep sigh escaped from everyone's lips.

"This is a disaster," Stephen murmured.

Vagrave, who assumed the role of Class rep solely because no one wanted it, stared at 43 students gathered before him.

The disappearance of the rest means they were not going to take part in Battle Royal.

Lucas, observing the situation, shook his head. Students might think that this event doesn't hold much significance however, this event is the beginning of natural selection.

First, weaker ones would be segregated and the top 10 performing in the end would be seen as unofficial rankers. After the tournament, if they can solidify their position, the privilege they are going to get in 2nd-year was akin to the head of the year.

The top 10 of the first year will be crowned as rankers. They would hold great authority that can also push their growth. However, while all this was happening in the background, none of them were able to guess the intention. This had never gotten into the limelight but the top 10 performers in this event would be treated differently after this.

The meeting hadn't even started and everyone's mood was already gloomy.

"I don't understand. Are they not going to participate in this?"Helena shouted in frustration.

"It seems these cowards are hiding in fear."

"Filthy bastard."

"What can you expect from them?"

The noises grew louder and louder. Vagrave tried to suppress the noise but no one cared.

"Shut up!"

Charles who was seen as the head shouted.

As his cold voice echoed after which a deathly silence appeared again.

"See, I don't think it's that simple."Vagrave raising his specks, explained"Our class is one weirdest class ever. Unlike others. We have only 5 in 100,15 in rank 500,23 within 1000 and we also have people below 2000."

As soon as Vagrave's voice fell, many eyes were locked on Lucas after all after he was only one among a bunch of students after rank 1000 who was present.

So, it was not a scrutinizing gaze but rather a gaze of sincere admiration.

"I don't think everyone is absent because of fear. Outside forces may have a part in it who try to deter them or give them some benefits."A student muttered.

"I am sure Ezekiel had a hand in it," Frederick spoke in a cold voice. His eyes scanned everyone's expression.

Only God knew how many traitors were present out there.

"Let's not waste any more time. I have called the meeting to select the strategist and Captain for tomorrow. We will face 10 classes. While trying to snatch their flag, we need to protect our own."Vagrave murmured.

BANG!

Parth slamming the table drew everyone's attention.

"I have already prepared a strategy."

Lucas felt uneasy and even thought of hiding somewhere.

Cough...Cough...

"Parth, it seems you have already planned. Please, give your opinions."Vagrave spoke with a smile.

Parth, puffing his chest, assumed a high stance and shouted.

"Studying about countless wars and exploring many military tactics, I have concluded that.."Parth paused, drawing everyone's attention.

"The best strategy is there is no need for strategy."

His words were met with silence that was broken by loud gasps and coughs.

The students beside Parth moved away, averting their gaze.

Frederick hides his face implying that he did not know this guy.

"Come one man, why do we have to take so much trouble? In one way or another, our strategy is gonna be leaked at the end. I am sure there is a mole here, so why waste time, let's just go and smash them."

"We just need to go boom, bang, bash and get the cash, "Parth, shouting with excitement, glanced at everyone.

And as a result.

"Wait, don't do this to me. I am a student in this class. I have the right to voice my opinion."

"For the sake of our mental peace and to make sure the meeting happens smoothly, we have to do this."

Speaking these, the group of people sealing Parth's lips, threw him to the corner.

"Keep quiet and watch the discussion quietly otherwise you will be boomed and banged," Frederick murmured and walked back.