The salary king in the comics

Chapter 135 Hunter Training
Halfway along the road, Clint has been eating crabs here for a week.

Although the crabs in the Punishing Forest are delicious and nutritious, anyone who eats them every day, morning, evening, and evening for a week, will have to vomit.

Putting down the grilled crab claws this morning, Clint swallowed the last bite in his mouth abruptly.

"Geralt, how long do I have to eat? I can't eat crabs every day!"

Hearing Clint's complaint, Geralt took a big gulp of the eau-de-vie, watched Clint handle the crab claws, and then reacted and said, "Have you eaten it for a week?"

"To be exact, it's been eight days, and today is the ninth day."

"Didn't you love food when you first came here? On the first day, you ate a whole crab leg in your arms."

"But no matter how delicious it is, I can't stand eating it every day!"

Geralt laughed, put down the wine glass in his hand, and stood up, examining Clint with his apricot eyes.

He took out a short bow from an unknown four-dimensional pocket and threw it to Clint.

"Try this and see if you can pull away."

The short bow is made of simply treated wooden strips and stretched to the bowstring, which is unpretentious.The only modification is the leather gauntlets wrapped around the arms of the bow.

[Short Bow: A standard small bow.A small bow that fires quickly.To use a bow, arrows must be equipped.Arrows can be equipped with two types, which can be switched according to the situation.Combat Skills: Continuous Shooting: After drawing the bow to its full capacity, quickly put the arrows on the string and shoot continuously with excellent techniques. 】

Clint, who took the bow, became interested. He kept gesticulating with the bow. After all, as a former archer, it is always fun to get a familiar weapon.

"What about the arrows? The bow should not be empty, it will cause damage to the bow."

Holding the bow in one hand and putting the other on the bowstring, Clint asked Geralt for an arrow. He wanted to show the hunter what a good archer is.

After drinking half a bottle of eau-de-vie in one gulp, Geralt slammed his mouth a little unsatisfactorily and said, "Why don't you try to see if you can pull it away first."

"This kind of bow, I can play around in the circus..."

Just as he was about to give Geralt a hand, he held the bow in front of his chest, and pulled the string back with his left hand.

However, almost using all his strength, Clint managed to draw the bow [-]% and couldn't draw the string at all.

Slowly letting go of the bow to avoid damage to the bow, Clint asked Geralt: "What kind of bow is this, I can't pull it with all my strength?"

"It's just the most common short bow, even it requires very little power."

Looking at the bow in his hand, Clint questioned: "Is this kind of bow really usable on the battlefield? Even if it's hunting large creatures, if it can't be fully fired, the power of the arrow won't be displayed at all."

Geralt gestured to the boulder next to him with his apricot eyes, and said, "Now go and see how heavy a stone you can lift."

Even with a good sense of his physical fitness, Clint wasn't prepared to contradict Geralt on the spot.Following Geralt's instructions, he walked up to a rock the size of a suitcase.

Usually, with this kind of rock, Clint could barely lift it with all his strength.

But this time, Clint, who was ready to do his best, knocked the whole stone away.

Watching the stone fly over the fence, hit the puddle outside the fence, and be splashed all over by the splashing water, Clint was a little dazed.

"I did this? Could it be that the gravity is different where we are?"

Looking for a reason for himself, Clint still couldn't believe it was done by himself.

A larger stone was found again. This stone was partly buried in the ground at the entrance of Banzhai by the side of the road, and the part above the ground exceeded Clint's waist.

Finding a place where he could hold his hand, Clint was lucky to pull out the whole stone bit by bit.

In ancient times, there was Lin Daiyu who pulled out weeping willows upside down, and today there is Clint who pulls out boulders by the side of the road.He looked at his hand in disbelief, and then at the stone next to him.

"When did I have such a powerful force?"

At this moment, Geralt came over from the side, put the stone back in its original position, and even jumped and stepped on it even more firmly.

Pointing to a pile of crab shells next to him, Geralt said, "What do you think you've been eating and drinking these days?"

"How powerful is this crab? This strengthening effect may be more powerful than Captain America!"

Instead of answering Clint, he threw the water of life in his hand to Clint, and Geralt beckoned him to take a sip.

Trying to take a sip, the originally unbearable alcohol stimulation now tastes like ordinary whiskey.

Clint then took another big sip to relieve the shock and excitement in his heart.

At this time Geralt spoke: "You usually drink a drink made of green flowers and plants, which can make your body recover continuously, and crabs provide you with a huge amount of energy. their secret recipe."

Clenching the short bow in his hand, Clint said confidently, "It's coming soon, I'll be a hunter soon."

This confident speech attracted Geralt's concern. Geralt put his hands in front of Clint's eyes and kept shaking, saying, "Wake up, stop dreaming."

"Is there anything wrong?"

"You can't even draw the lowest bow now, let alone those melee weapons. You can't even use the more powerful bows later. You can't even beat the crabs you eat now."

In this case, Clint really woke up.I eat big crabs every day, but I didn't expect that I can't even beat the crabs I eat now.

But after comparing his strength changes in the past few days, Clint became more confident.

"I will work hard and become a hunter as soon as possible. Where is the crab, I want to eat another one!"

This confident speech brought only a bundle of arrows that Geralt threw at him.

Clint hugged the bundle of arrows and heard Geralt say: "Then you have to go hunting by yourself. Remember to go down here, and everything that can move will be your enemy. The place guarded by the exiles is Don't approach the road leading to Fort Faran before officially becoming a hunter, they will treat you as an intruder and kill you without hesitation."

With such a solemn warning, Clint nodded seriously, indicating that he had made a note of it.

"Oh, by the way, there are black knights in the Punishment Forest. They are more powerful than the exiles, and they are also more ruthless. Don't try to get close to him, and don't try to communicate. These black knights have crusade against demons. The protoss stayed here only to confirm the situation in the abyss, as long as there is even the slightest riot in the abyss, they will come in groups."

Such a detailed explanation made Clint aware of the difference. Usually, Geralt would not even say a word if it was not necessary for communication, but today he finished talking about the previous week.

Clint couldn't help asking: "Is there a problem? This exchange is like saying a parting message."

I saw Geralt looking up at the sky, and said in a nostalgic tone: "There is a big person in Ring City who will be buried today, and I have to attend."

(End of this chapter)