Chapter 493 Welcome to the World Table
I see.
The audience suddenly understood.
The development of modern archery and the niche nature of archery as a sport have meant that almost no one knows that primitive bows and arrows are so sophisticated.
If you are really out in the wild, you don’t know how many times you will have to experiment before you understand this technique.
Maybe sometimes you can hit the target by aiming directly, but it is basically due to the close distance and luck.
But once you know this in advance and consciously practice it, you will soon be able to grasp this balance.
[I learned another trick and will go to the Olympics now]
【The Olympics are all about modern archery, so how can you play the archer's paradox? 】
[This is too fucking complicated. How far off is it going to be? ]
[ Still need to practice more. ]
[I watch Boss Fang’s live broadcast for no other reason than the learning atmosphere. Thanks to it, I was admitted to graduate school.]
"We are not going to participate in a competition, we just need to hit the target. If you understand this and are familiar with the use of the bow and arrow, basically there will be no problem."
Bifang was carrying a basket of arrows and walking quickly through the jungle. Wearing a grass skirt and a necklace, he looked like an elite primitive man.
A fighting man among primitive people.
[What primitive man? He is clearly an elf prince! ]
[I won’t watch Lord of the Rings 4 without you]
[Let Fang Shen play the Hobbit from the East]
【Hobbits of the Gods】
Bifang patiently searched for traces of animals on the ground.
"It is early morning now, the best time to observe animal footprints. The air is fresh at this time, which is more conducive to observation. Night is also the peak period of animal activity, so some features in the morning are more obvious, and the dew on the ground can also reflect some signs."
Bifang also disguised himself for this trip. He draped leafy vines over his body and wore a flower crown, which was a simple way to camouflage himself.
He kept taking deep breaths, absorbing every scent in the air.
Soon, during his search, some traces came into view. On the black soil, a light yellow-white stain was particularly eye-catching.
I squatted down and smelled it closely, and a faint stench mixed with the smell of earth entered my nose.
Bifang confirmed: "Judging from the color and shape, it is poultry feces."
The dense leaves blocked the sky. Bifang found some places nearby that were not covered by dead branches, and the soil underneath showed signs of having been turned over.
"The leaves are dense, so the possibility of bird droppings is low, and there are signs of the soil being turned over, so it is very likely that they were looking for insects to eat."
【pheasant!】
Although he didn't understand it, Bifang explained the analysis process and the audience guessed it immediately!
The feeling of participating in hunting together made everyone very excited, especially the moment when they personally said the name of the prey, as if they had been searching in the woods and found the prey.
In an instant, rewards began to scatter in the live broadcast room, and people asked to catch Bifang and stew it into soup.
Bifang made an OK gesture.
He finally found one running on the ground, and he didn't want to miss it.
Now Bifang has a lot of clay, the stove has been built, and there is charcoal. He can try to make a clay pot, sprinkle some vegetable leaves and salt on it, and he can really make soup!
Thinking of this, Bifang's mouth started to water; he felt hungry so early in the morning.
Following the direction of the thickest air, traces of dew being scratched were very obvious, and on the ground... footprints!
The audience noticed the three-pronged footprints on the ground!
【Go, go, go! 】
[Kill pheasants and make chicken soup! ]
[I am a double agent! Codename: Pangolin! ]
Following the footprints and smell, Bifang groped his way forward little by little, and soon found two dark shadows flying low in the rainforest where the mist was about to clear.
Bifang stared at it for a while.
pheasant!
At this moment, the pheasants seemed to be fighting. After flapping their wings a few times, they stopped to catch food, and after a while, they continued fighting.
Because of the distance, the pheasant did not notice the disguised Bifang at all.
The special forces' disguise is much better than that of mimic animals. If Bifang is seen through by two pheasants, he will die.
[Damn, pheasants can really fly]
[Is this a pheasant? It doesn’t look like a chicken at all]
[The feathers are so beautiful. 】
The drone is closer and there is no mist blocking it, so the audience can see it more clearly than Bifang.
These two pheasants look very different from ordinary domestic chickens. They don't look like chickens at all. Their fur is obviously brighter, and the long feathers on their tails are raised high and slightly drooped at the tail ends, which is extremely beautiful.
[Is this a pheasant? It looks different than what I thought?]
Bifang watched for a long time before he saw it through the mist. He couldn't help but feel a little excited and explained in a low voice: "It's a pheasant."
Finally found prey that can be caught!
These times, it was either Grade 1 or Grade 2. I could only look at it but couldn’t catch it, much less eat it. Bifang was suffering from neurasthenia.
Although pheasants are protected to a certain extent, they are only classified as protected animals. Bifang can be caught with a hunting license!
[Pheasant, I remember eating it when I was a kid, but later I was not allowed to catch it...]
[I ate it once, wow, the taste, in one word, amazing! ]
[This thing is Sanyou, right? Have you ever eaten it? ]
[It’s fine if Lao Fang can catch you, but all of you should stay and have tea]
[The level of protection of the three is not high, and it is not illegal if the number is below a certain level...]
Pheasants rely on hearing and vision to avoid their predators, and their sense of smell is equally keen, so the Bifang moves very slowly, relying on its camouflage and the cover of trees and shrubs to sneak up on them.
As for the smell, Bifang would smear red mud mixed with mosquito repellent herbs every day, which only smelled lightly fragrant.
But even so, he did not give in, but went against the wind.
The audience calmed down and held their breath, watching Bifang groping closer little by little.
Fifty meters, forty meters.
The pheasants seemed to be quarreling. After flapping their wings for a while, one of them suddenly jumped up and flew towards Bifang.
Pheasants have strong legs and are good at running, but not good at flying. They fall down after flapping a few meters.
Bifang stopped, hid behind the bushes, quietly took out an arrow from behind, and held it in his hand.
Forty meters is too far. At this distance, even a pistol may not be accurate. No matter how superior the bow and arrow is, Bifang has no way to think about it.
Especially when hunting small targets like pheasants, the accuracy of all hunting tools will be halved.
The spear needs to be within five meters, the blowgun needs to be within ten meters, and the javelin needs to be within fifteen meters.
As for the bow and arrow, Bifang would have more than 70% chance of hitting the target only if the target was within 20 meters!
In order to increase the success rate, he even smeared a small amount of strychnos toxicity on the arrows. As long as the pheasant was injured, it would not be able to escape from the jungle.
With the help of the bushes, the leafy vines on Bifang blended perfectly into the environment, and the two pheasants ran towards this side without any vigilance.
Bifang stared at the other person, estimating the distance between them.
Thirty meters.
It's still not enough. The original handmade arrows are not safe at this distance. Let's get closer.
Thirty-two meters.
The pheasant flapped its wings and flew away.
The audience, who had been holding their breath, immediately lost their patience.
【It’s over, it flew away! 】
[Fuck, changed direction]
[What to do? Don’t chase after him.]
"Wait a little longer."
Bifang just made mouth shapes without making any sound. He remained motionless behind the bushes, but the arrow was already on the bowstring.
In the live broadcast room, the audience suddenly discovered that the original third-person perspective had long been changed to the first-person perspective. The entire perspective was terrifyingly stable, without any sense of breathing fluctuations.
The originally impatient audience seemed to be infected by this calmness, and the number of barrages gradually eased.
The two pheasants jumped back and forth like this, flying back and forth between 25 and 35 meters. It seemed that there were indeed a lot of insects in the soil, which made them unable to stop flying.
As time passed, the sun got higher and higher, the temperature in the forest rose again, and there was a heat in the air, but none of this affected Bifang. He was like a weed, firmly rooted in the soil.
The sharp eyes are like an eagle, and the waiting posture is like a tiger.
finally.
After a fight, the two pheasants quietly crossed the red line!
Nineteen meters!
There was a slight sound of wood fibers being squeezed, and a huge tension was contained in the full moon, slowly aiming at the target .
Now everyone could see clearly that Bifang did not aim the arrow at the pheasant, but at the upper part of its tail feathers!
There is clearly air there!
But Bifang felt that it was now!
The fingers suddenly loosened.
The huge potential energy was suddenly released, pushing the end of the bow and arrow violently. The huge thrust caused the arrow to deform and bend in an instant, and finally swam forward suddenly.
But all this happens in a slow-motion world. In the eyes of the audience, Bifang held his breath, and in just a blink of an eye, the bow and arrow shot out like a black lightning!
The pheasant in the grass didn't realize it was being attacked until it was shot away by the arrow.
Only the second pheasant, after seeing its fellow pheasant injured, was startled and spread its wings and flew into the air. But how could Bifang miss it? It rushed out of the bushes. Unfortunately, the pheasant ran too fast. When it fluttered out of the bushes and landed again, it almost turned into a black shadow, and the arrow flew past its body.
By the time Bifang had put up the third arrow, the black shadow had already disappeared into the jungle, running left and right.
Bifang put the third arrow back behind him and trotted to the pheasant that he had shot first.
The entire sharp arrow pierced through the back, bringing out a puff of blood, and hit the bull's eye.
The poison from the arrow entered the chicken's body and the whole chicken began to tremble.
Bifang pulled the arrow from the ground, put it and the chicken into the basket, and went to look for the second arrow.
[I can only say that I will give the anchor a yacht*1. ——I envy Mr. Fang who has chicken soup to drink]
[Niu Pi Klas presents the anchor Meatball*1.0——World’s No. 1 Jungler: Fang Shen]
[Fang Shen Fang Shen I love you, give the anchor soda * 20 - Fang Shen has devoured his own food demon! ]
【I got it right! 】
【Now included in KFC deluxe lunch! 】
[Fang Shen: Welcome to the World Table]
"Haha, thank you for your support, but don't follow my example. Not all pheasants look like domestic chickens. Many of them are first- and second-level protected animals. It's hard for normal people to recognize them."
[Don’t follow my example and shoot a pheasant with one arrow]
The Eternal Hunt Begins
Bifang came to a tree and pulled out the arrowhead from it.
Just as he was about to take back the backpack, the light red bloodstain on it caught his attention.
"Hit?"
