The first is that there are many people, and the black-toothed people are the most survivable existence of many humans and sub-human races. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

They eat vegetables, they eat fruits, and roots and bark can be gnawed.

Even highly rotten human flesh can be tossed on the grill and eaten with relish, sprinkled with salt, and admittedly tastier than TM bark roots.

Therefore, the black-toothed people basically do not starve to death, except for zombies, all living creatures that can move have nothing that they do not eat.

The second is the strange-looking chariots they have patchwork, except for areas where the radiation level is too severe, there is basically no place they can't go, so they are naturally much stronger than ordinary people in searching for supplies.

Modified motorcycles can be called battlefield motorcycles, and they can basically run on any terrain except for going up and down the water.

Modified trucks, which can be called locomotives, are basically not a problem to open any road (in order to withstand such vehicles, thousands of cars on the bridge in Frostbone Village have not been cleared).

At this time, Zhao Dalong was worried, that is, although AK47 and the Desert Eagle were strong, they couldn't help other people's modified trucks, but although the Desert Eagle couldn't attack, but the self-protection was absolutely sufficient, after all, the two thousand abandoned cars on the bridge were extremely strong natural defenses. If the other side gives up the attack of heavy trucks, then without the defense of trucks, those black-toothed people are undefended targets in front of AK47.

How could Zhao Dalong be embarrassed to ask Zhao Tianyou if he wanted a stronger weapon? So Zhao Dalong came to Feixing's side, patted him on the shoulder and whispered a few words to him.

Suddenly, Feixing showed an embarrassed expression, but for the sake of the village, he still came to Zhao Tianyou.

"God-sama, Uncle wants a more powerful weapon"

"A more powerful weapon?" Zhao Tianyou frowned: "Aren't AK47 and grenades enough?" ”

Junyi chewed gum, played with a desert eagle, and walked over: "It looks very good, but the power is limited, except for the rate of fire and the range of fire, in terms of single power, it is not as good as a civilian bow and crossbow."

Zhao Tianyou was immediately unhappy, and even said that the power of AK47 was not as good as that of bows and arrows? But when Zhao Tianyou looked at Feixing, the latter was not easy to answer.

That silent expression has already stated the facts.

"I'll see if you use your bow and arrows."

"Yes"

Feixing knew that Zhao Tianyou was not convinced, but he still asked a villager for a bow and arrow behind him.

The bow was made of black wooden strips with unknown roots, three feet long, as thick as an adult's thumb, and although it had a simple appearance, it looked solid.

The bowstring is made of black and yellow unknown animal tendons, and although it looks inconspicuous, it can be seen that the bowstring is very elastic with the snap of a finger.

Zhao Tianyou understands that the creatures that survive in this plane have all mutated and evolved due to radiation, and even the most basic domestic animals, whether it is bone density or muscle strength, are several times stronger than those on the earth.

And the arrows that Feixing pulled out of the quiver were also different from ordinary arrows, all of them were made of steel, more than two feet long, and I don't know how many times they were struck, and the arrows with the thickness of a little thumb were reflected in the sun.

Feixing pulled his bow and arrows, but just as he was about to pull out the half moon, he let go again.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Tianyou saw Feixing with a bow and arrow for the first time, and he was looking forward to it.

"God-sama, the target is too thin"

Zhao Tianyou was stunned: "Thin? ”

The target that Zhao Tianyou bought was solid wood, three centimeters thick.

Originally, it was to practice accuracy, so the protection was not good.

"How thick?" Zhao Tianyou clicked on the mall, and suddenly a list of thousands of products appeared on the screen.

"Iron, well, one to ten centimeters" Feixing crossed his fingers, following Zhao Tianyou in the past few days, he also learned a lot of simple lessons and knew the basic vocabulary.

After a while, Zhao Tianyou customized.

More than a dozen targets were teleported to the opposite side of the platform by the black cloud vortex, and the original targets were recovered by Zhao Tianyou one by one.

"Is this okay?" Zhao Tianyou stepped forward and patted the round wooden rake in front of him, which was almost made of pure metal from the inside to the outside, and the surface was painted with circles of red circles.

And from left to right, one is thicker than the other, if the first one is just a flake, the back one is completely an iron lump, but the weight is very scary, and it needs the bottom end of hundreds of catties to support.

Feixing also ran forward to take a look, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Running back to square one again, Flying Star pulled his bowstring and aimed it at the first one-centimeter iron target.

The bowstring was tougher than it looked, and when Feixing pulled the bowstring out of the half-moon, his hand began to tremble slightly, and the green tendons of his slender but muscular right arm flare.

Flying Star's expression became solemn, his breathing slowed, and the bowstring gradually approached the full moon, and as his brow furrowed, he released the bowstring.

'Whoosh' sound, Zhao Tianyou couldn't even see when the arrow flew out, and when he heard the movement and turned his head, the arrow was gone, but the center of the first target had broken a gap.

The sound of "bumping" metal explosion sounded at this time, and the top of the iron target was trembling violently, if it weren't for its heavy mass and weight, it was estimated that it might have broken off and flew out.

"Wow~" Zhao Tianyou opened his mouth and walked over with applause.

When I walked behind the target, I saw that the gap was the size of a fist, and the surrounding area was in the shape of triangles.

"The power is good," Zhao Tianyou said with a smile, very satisfied with the power of this arrow.

Feixing smiled shyly, Zhao Dalong also felt that he had a lot of face, after all, he was his nephew, and his archery skills were taught by himself.

Flying Star then picked up an arrow again and aimed it at the second iron target.

With a "whoosh", the results were no different from the first, and it seemed that neither one centimeter nor two centimeters of defense were impressed by its power.

The third target is different, although the arrow penetrates the target, but in the process of shuttle, the arrow breaks off in the middle, and only two-thirds of the part is shot, and the remaining third is stuck in the gap.

But this is still not the limit of Feixing's strength, it is simply because of the material of the arrow.

The level of forging in Frostbone Village is limited, and these arrows are just the product of a group of scrap iron constantly beating and forcibly shaping.

On the fourth target, the arrow penetrated a third of the part, and the rest was stuck inside the target, and the entire arrow was severely deformed.

"Are you almost at the limit?" Zhao Tianyou looked at Feixing after looking at the gap, there was a little sweat on his face at this time, obviously it was not so easy to pull out the Full Moon Bow four times.

When the bow was drawn for the fifth time, just before the full moon, I heard a 'click' sound, and the broken gap in the middle of the bow slammed into Feixing's forehead.

"Ah~" screamed, Feixing squatted down in pain, covered his forehead with both hands, and red blood flowed from his white fingertips.