The rise of the human race, my players are super fierce!

"Yes, the range of this bow is much higher than those before the tribe."

Lin Feng looked at the arrows in the distance and nodded in satisfaction.

The bow before the tribe had an effective range of only about 50 meters.

This bow made with white dot ink has an effective range of nearly 100 meters.

Almost doubled!

It was very happy to be appreciated by the patriarch, leaving white ink dots.

It turned out that the patriarch was testing the range of the bow and arrow, and I thought the patriarch wanted to shoot the big tree, but I missed.

What a small look at the patriarch!

Leave a blank dot ink heart road.

"Patriarch, it's not me bragging. Give me some more time to find more suitable materials, and I can even make a recurve bow! The range and power can be increased by a lot compared to this straight-drawn bow. Leaving

white ink said confidently.

The material requirements and production difficulty of the recurve bow are higher than those of the straight pull bow.

But that didn't bother him.

Not to mention the recurve bow, he can even make a composite bow by hand if he has the right tools and materials!

Of course, with the conditions of today's tribes, it is unrealistic to make a composite bow.

But the recurve bow can be tried.

Recurve bow?

Lin Feng's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Very good! In the future, the bow and arrow production of the tribe will be your responsibility!

Lin Feng patted the shoulder of the white ink and said.

The task of improving the bow and arrow was successfully completed, and the level of white dotted ink was directly upgraded to level 1.

At the same time, a new recurring task appears in his taskbar.

Bow and arrow making.

For each bow or arrow he makes, he will be rewarded with experience and contribution points.

The better the quality of the bow, the higher the reward obtained.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Leaving white ink looked at the task in the taskbar and said excitedly.

The mission reward for making a bow and arrow is not lower than hunting!

He doesn't need to go out to fight monsters, he just needs to stay in the valley and keep making bows and arrows, so that he can continuously gain experience points and contribution points.

It's so cool!

......

In the wilderness, the Daqing five people shuttled through the bushes, cautiously moving forward.

The stone spears in Su Ziye and the ranger's hands had disappeared, replaced by two wooden sticks that they didn't know where to find.

The ranger's left arm was wrapped in a piece of animal skin, and blood oozed from it.

There were three half-foot long claw marks on the shoulders of the Tyrannosaurus warrior, and after simple treatment, they still kept oozing blood.

Originally, their mood was very relaxed.

But more than half an hour ago, they were ambushed by a cheetah.

Said to be a cheetah, but it is larger than the cheetahs on the earth, and its size is close to that of an ordinary lioness.

After a fierce battle, the five successfully repelled the cheetah, but paid a heavy price for the injuries of the two.

Su Ziye and Ranger's stone spear were also broken in battle.

This is also thanks to Daqing's promotion to level 1, with the power of 9, which can be slightly contained in the front.

Otherwise, all five people may be destroyed under the fierce attack of this cheetah!

It was precisely because of this attack that the five people had a clear understanding of the dangers of the barbaric world.

Walking on the road, do not dare to be as casual as before, but try to hide your figure with the help of plants.

Looking around, I was also much more alert.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, there was a loud roar ahead.

The loud roar was accompanied by a burst of chaotic shouts, but it was a language they couldn't understand.

"There's a situation ahead!"

The five stopped and cautiously looked in the direction where the voice came from.

"Touch it and take a look, be careful, try not to be detected!"

Daqing said.

Listening to the sound, it was as if there was a group of people fighting some kind of beast.

The language he couldn't understand felt a little familiar to him, as if the patriarch and the five children of the tribe communicated in this language.

It should be the lingua franca of this world.

The five people hid their figures, quietly touched it, and hid in the bushes to look out.

"Jackal!"

The ranger who was walking in the front whispered, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

Mission goal, finally found!

Daqing and the others touched his side, looked ahead through the gap in the bushes.

I saw more than a dozen jackals, besieging a black beast.

This beast looks a lot like an ice age saber-toothed tiger.

Unlike the saber-toothed tiger, its fur is deep black and it has a single horn on its head.

The unicorn is sharp, like a machete, or a dagger.

This saber-toothed tiger was obviously much more ferocious than the cheetah they encountered, and under the siege of more than a dozen jackals, it rushed left and right without the slightest intimidation.

On the ground lay the corpses of two jackals, one of whom was still twitching lightly in a pool of blood, apparently not dead yet.

The jackals each hold a wooden stick more than one meter long, thick at the top and thin at the bottom.

The wooden rods were nailed with sharp slender stones or unknown bone pieces, like crude maces.

The jackals surrounded the unicorn saber-toothed tiger in the middle, preventing it from escaping while constantly attacking with maces.

Each stick can cause several blood marks on the unicorn saber-toothed tiger.

"These jackals are very strong!"

A hint of surprise appeared in the ranger's eyes.

The speed and strength of the jackals are obviously above those of them who are level 0 or level 1 players!

If more than ten players besiege this unicorn saber-toothed tiger, I am afraid that it has already turned into a corpse, and the saber-toothed tiger has begun to eat happily.

Yesterday, the patriarch led a team out on a hunt and it is said that he cleanly killed three jackals.

He originally thought that these jackals were too weak in combat, but now it seems that it may be because the patriarch is too strong.

Think about it, as the leader NPC of the faction, the patriarch is not strong, and he can't say it at all.

"What should we do, do we want to help that saber-toothed tiger?"

Su Ziye asked in a low voice.

The enemy of the enemy is a friend, the jackal is their enemy, and the saber-toothed tiger is naturally a friend.

The Ranger doesn't think so.

"How to help, let's go over, the jackals can kill us all by dividing two or three people!" That saber-toothed tiger found an opportunity to break through, and it may not help us.

The ranger said.

"Wait and see, after the jackals hunt this saber-toothed tiger, they will definitely return to the tribe with their prey. We follow behind and we can find the location of the Jackal tribe.

Daqing whispered.

Looking at the situation on the field, it is not surprising that it is only a matter of time before the jackals hunt this saber-toothed tiger.

The main goal of the reconnaissance mission is to determine the location of the werewolf tribe, followed by the number of jackals.

As long as they successfully lock the location of the Jackal tribe, their mission will be more than half completed.

"But this saber-toothed tiger is so pitiful."

Su Ziye looked at the saber-toothed tiger who was besieged by jackals but could not break through, and said sympathetically.

"Hehe, when you encounter it alone in the wilderness, you won't feel pitiful about him."

The Tyrannosaurus Warrior said with a smile.

Su Ziye gave him a blank look and did not speak again.

The five people hid on the sidelines to watch the battle, and the unicorn saber-toothed tiger had more and more wounds on its body under the siege of the jackals.

More than ten minutes passed, and after the jackal once again paid the price of the sacrifice of two companions, the fierce saber-toothed tiger finally came to the end of the strong crossbow and fell to the ground with a bang.

The jackals let out a cheer, rushed forward, raised their maces and smashed at the saber-toothed tiger.

The saber-toothed tiger let out a wail, which gradually weakened, and finally died down.

The jackals let out victorious cheers and joined forces to lift the dead saber-toothed tiger towards the west.

There were four corpses of jackals on the ground, but no one paid attention to them.

"Keep up!"

When the jackals walked two or three hundred meters away, Daqing waved his hand and signaled his companions to follow these jackals.

He wasn't sure how alert these jackals werew, so he naturally tried to stay as far away as possible.

More than a dozen jackals also carried a huge saber-toothed tiger corpse, and no matter how far they followed, they didn't have to worry about losing it.