When it comes to hunting, the first thing that many people think of is to take the guy and run to the field to face the target or hug the fire or loosen the strings, and then you can happily take the prey back to cook and eat, but what Marceau wants to say is - don't play like this in this game world, because players have already paid the price of blood.

Animals in the wild, because they are ferocious creatures with rough skin, ordinary bullets and arrows can not penetrate their skin, players are better to bring +1 refined armor-piercing bullets or +1 arrows when hunting, so as to ensure the efficiency of hunting, when encountering some large creatures, the heavy single-headed bullets of the shotgun will be more effective than the above guys.

With these preparations, players will also need to use different tactics for different prey, ranging from arcane to traps, not to mention large animals such as ferocious boars and ferocious bears, and some small ferocious creatures are even more rebellious - The ferocious honey badger, this small animal is known as the madman of the ferocious creatures, dare to go up and roar when he sees anything, this is the spokesperson who does not want to be cowardly, many players will be confused by its small size when they see it for the first time, and then have to fight against it, considering that the ferocious creatures have an encounter level of at least 40, according to Marceau's understanding, it is usually the player who dies in the first two years.

In winter, animals that are still able to mingle in the wild are usually more dangerous and cunning, and if the hunter is not brainy when hunting, it is really impossible to tell who is the hunter and who is the prey.

"Hunting in winter is indeed very dangerous, and my grandfather said that in winter, when the prey is not full, it will become more cunning and dangerous. Throwing himself on the blanket, he turned around and agreed, "My grandfather and I also hunted in winter, and those prey are obviously more cunning than in summer. ”

"Of course, who wants to use their brains to think about where the next meal will be when they can eat enough every day. Jing Liu agreed with understanding: "Just like when Konstantin came to the mansion every winter. To eat enough every day is to bask in the sun, to eat and sleep, and to sleep and eat. ”

Third Brother Kang looked remorseful, and the girls laughed softly without giving face.

Marceau spotted a target with a telescope, and he stretched out his hand to signal the girls not to laugh too loudly to scare their prey: "Long, on that hill ahead." A wild boar. ”

Aeryuk, who was also holding the goggles, immediately turned his attention, and after confirming the target Marceau's discovery, he gave a suggestion: "My suggestion is to get a +3 Adamantite Bullet, this boar seems to be very large, maybe ordinary bullets can't penetrate his skin at all." ”

"I think so too, but can the ......+3 Adamantite Bullet really penetrate it, it is now facing us head-on, the boar's skull is very hard, and I am a little worried that it will not be able to penetrate directly. After all, we're about 300 yards from it. ”

"Hmm...... That's it, I'm on +3 Adamantite Fixed Load, plus sharp arts, and it's an absolute one-hit kill. As he spoke, he took out a white cartridge from the cartridge box, placed it in the chamber, and closed the bolt.

"North wind, wind speed level 2. The target boar is facing us. Marceau reported the data, so he adjusted it for a long time. Then he aimed at the target, and two seconds later pulled the trigger. Through the telescope, Marceau clearly saw that the small half of the boar's head was blown off, and the +3 sharp Adamantite Fixed-Loading Bullet was indeed a high-end existence in the cruel world of bullets, where you get what you pay for.

"Wait a minute......" Just as the kitten was sighing, he suddenly saw a halfling in the telescope running up to the top of the hill, only to see him hug the wild boar and put his face on it, as if crying something: "I say...... What's going on with that halfling. ”

"How do I know...... Is it his prey?" replied Aeryk with a black line on his face.

Hiaraoha sat up with a gloomy face. She turned her head to look at them, "The battle log tells me that I just killed a druid. ”

Marceau slapped himself on the forehead, not expecting to be able to witness the creation of an achievement, 'Deadly', which could only be earned if the player killed a friendly with a bullet from two hundred and sixty yards away.

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After dragging the druid's body back to the city, the druids were also unexpectedly forgiven for their accidental deaths - it turned out that the hill was the designated place for the nearby druids to perform transfiguration on the newcomers. Because it was wild and winter, the druids who didn't expect outsiders to come out to hunt didn't put up signs at all.

Of course, they didn't expect a bullet from nearly three hundred yards away to blow off the skull of a rookie druid, and as the head of these druids, an old steppe elf also received the members of the Postman's adventure group.

"Good marksmanship, I've been to see it, you young outlanders are really an eye-opener for me, the last time I saw a sharpshooter who could hit a target from a distance of three hundred yards in a snowstorm was a few decades ago when you called the Fourth Opening, and we call it the Fourth Advent. The old man smiled at everyone present, sitting or standing.

"I'm sorry we killed your companion by mistake. Yang, as the head of the regiment, took over the topic as a matter of course.

"Actually, we are also at fault for this matter, if we put up the sign, you don't think you will shoot. The old steppe elf motioned to Yang not to apologize for this: "We have prepared the resurrection for this young man, and you don't have to worry about whether you killed a native." ”

"That's great. Long finally smiled: "I thought I was in trouble at that time." ”

"By the way, good marksman, I don't think you're locals. The old steppe elf changed the subject, and he looked at Marceau and asked.

"Yes, old man, we have just arrived in Ronis, and are ready to go north. Long replied.

"You can go out hunting and rest in Ronis for a few days, if you really have nothing to do, I have a task for you here, would you like to do us druids a favor. The old steppe elf said.

Yang looked at his teammates, and then nodded at the old man: "I want to hear about it, elder." ”

"Recently, a group of outlanders in the city called 'Angry Blades' has been acting a little strangely, we don't know what the big guys are thinking, they are buying a lot of supplies, clothing, potions, equipment, weapons...... Can you help us confirm what they are doing with all this stuff. ”

"No problem, Elder, but we need time, and there are some secrets that no one will tell us. Young's answer was a little helpless - this kind of task was wasted and not many people were willing to do it, but Marceau felt that being able to help these druids might make up for the dissatisfaction caused by manslaughter.

Well, leave it to us. (To be continued......)