When Chen Fan followed the sound and arrived, he saw that a small house was already surrounded by people, and there were constant discussions among the crowd.
"Why could Xiao Hong just not let go and hang herself?"
"Well, her husband didn't come back yesterday, and the child died a few years ago. She was left alone. Maybe she thought life was meaningless, so she committed suicide?"
"What's the point of this?"
"Yeah, on this day, if you don't have the next meal, death is also a kind of relief."
After saying this, most people fell silent.
Yes, it is better to die than to live hard, but death requires courage.
"Give in, give in."
There was a sound, and two adult men came out carrying a pale, skinny woman's body on a simple stretcher.
The woman's tongue sticks out a lot, which is very scary.
At least Chen Fan was so frightened that his heart beat wildly at the first sight.
However, everyone present has become accustomed to it, or is numb. Even children under ten years old dare to look at it intently.
Chen Guodong finally walked out of the room, looking extremely remorseful, because if Zhu Zhu had not died yesterday, this woman would not have been troubled.
His voice was a little hoarse. He first comforted everyone, then looked at several adult men in the crowd and said, "Get ready. We will go hunting in half an hour."
Several people looked at each other and nodded.
This person has passed away, but the days of the living will continue.
"When did you come?"
After the crowd dispersed, Chen Guodong walked up to Chen Fan and asked.
"I just came here not long ago."
Chen Fan still felt frightened when he thought of the appearance of the corpse just now.
Chen Guodong nodded, turned and left.
"Dad."
Chen Fan suddenly asked: "Do you have any extra bows and arrows? I want to learn archery."
Chen Guodong turned around, a little surprised. In his impression, this son was a bit autistic and cowardly. Letting him fight the beast would undoubtedly cost his life.
What about today?
"I want to become stronger."
Chen Fan said from the bottom of his heart: "I don't want to starve to death."
Chen Guodong's eyes showed a look of relief, although it flashed past.
"There are bows and arrows. Go to the warehouse and find Uncle Zhang. Tell him that I asked you to go there. There are several bows in there. Find the smallest one and give it a try."
"How many bows?"
Chen Fan was surprised.
He thought last night that there were very few iron bows in the camp, otherwise why were there only two or three people equipped with them? But now, according to his father, there seem to be quite a few bows and arrows?
Chen Guodong glanced at him, as if he saw what he was thinking, and said in a low voice: "Archery is not as easy to practice as you think, or in other words, it is very difficult to practice. Once you practice it, you can shoot it from twenty or thirty meters away."
If you can't use arrows to kill ferocious beasts, they're not as good as a knife."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Chen Fan had a bad premonition in his heart. He seemed to have taken it for granted, but the words had already been spoken, so he could only bite the bullet and give it a try.
The warehouse is located in the northwest of the camp, and there are few people on the road. Obviously, everyone is staying at home quietly in order to conserve heat.
When he arrived, he was surprised to find that in the open space at the door, there were several young people of similar age to him, practicing marksmanship.
What he said was that he was actually holding a two-meter-long spear and stabbing forward.
Behind the young man, there was a middle-aged man with a scrawled description. He was walking lamely, correcting the movements of several people, and shouting the words "collect" and "stab" in his mouth.
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself, this is probably the Uncle Zhang his father mentioned.
He took a deep breath and stepped forward.
Before he could get closer, the lame man turned around and looked him up and down.
Together with several young people behind him, they also took this opportunity to stop and look at him curiously.
"Uncle Zhang, my dad is..."
"I know you."
An inexplicable smile appeared on the lame man's lips, "You are Chen Guodong's son. You almost died from eating fruits in the wild a few days ago, right?"
Chen Fan smiled awkwardly.
"Are you here to practice shooting too?"
"I want to try bow and arrow first." Chen Fan said.
Several young people looked at each other and seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding.
"Here comes another one."
The lame man raised the corners of his mouth and said immediately: "Come with me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around sharply, stared at those people and said, "Are you still lazy? Sweat more now, and bleed less later, you know?"
Several young men immediately trembled and practiced their marksmanship again.
Chen Fan followed the lame man and walked into the back of the house. He was shocked by the dazzling array of weapons. In the spacious space, there were various cold weapons such as swords, guns, swords, halberds, shields, iron axes, and even several
Earth cannon.
The lame man noticed his gaze, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said, "It's useless without gunpowder. Here, that's the bow you want. Pick one."
Chen Fan looked to the left and saw several long bows hanging on the wall. From left to right, their sizes gradually became larger. The smallest one was only one meter long, and the largest one was nearly two meters long, about the same height as a person. p>
He swallowed, looked at the lame man, and said honestly: "Uncle Zhang, how about I start with the one on the far left first?"
"I guess you have some self-awareness."
The lame man chuckled, took off the bow, and pulled it hard. He heard a "buzz" sound, and the bow string vibrated rapidly, leaving no doubt that if it hit someone's face, the skin would be easily broken. p>
"If you want to draw this bow, you need at least forty pounds of strength. Within twenty steps, you can kill a low-level ferocious beast with one arrow. It's not a big problem. Give it a try."
After saying that, he threw the bow over.
Chen Fan quickly took it, holding the bow with his left hand, and pulling the bow string with his right hand. He suddenly felt it was difficult, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth. He used all his strength to fully draw the bow string, and then suddenly released it.
"Pa!"
There was a soft sound, and Chen Fan felt that his whole body was shaking. As for his right arm, he couldn't lift it.
But at this moment, the property panel in my mind changed slightly.
Skill: Basic Archery, LV0 (1%)
"???"
For a moment, Chen Fan had the urge to scream out, but luckily he held it back.
Unexpectedly, I just picked up the bow and arrow and practiced for a while, and I unlocked a skill, basic archery. Although the level was 0, the progress bar behind it reached 1%.
This represents hope, doesn’t it?
By analogy, if he gets a sword, can he also unlock the basic sword skills and basic sword skills? If it is boxing, even the king's eight boxing, maybe he can also unlock the basic boxing skills?
At this moment, Chen Fan felt full of energy.
"?"
The lame man looked at Chen Fan, whose eyes were wide with excitement almost written on his face, and frowned.
These days, do young people have such low requirements for themselves? Just draw the most ordinary bow and are you so happy?