"Hunter, you stinky boy, don't make such a big move, waste demon blood in vain, Miller little bastard, don't throw away the teeth of the three-headed demon wolf, that's also a good material for enchantment......"

The old chieftain supervised the field on crutches, and seemed to see that no one was satisfied, and always had to give advice.

"The legs of the arachnoid are so hard, and the axe is dull and unusually sharp, but it can be used as a weapon material. ”

"It's all good stuff, don't spoil it. ”

The whole tribe was plunged into a sea of joy, and even the strong women who had just lost their husbands could not help but have a glimmer of joy on their faces, at least the children and themselves did not have to worry about food in the future.

The corpses of these dozen or so monsters are relatively large, and they need all the good hands to work together to deal with them, and at the same time, there are special people who use the prepared clay pots to receive blood and preserve them, and the cut and sorted pieces of meat are smoked and salted by special people.

After the blood that can be used is disposed of, a few adults will be filled with blood clay pots into a room, the door of the room is hung with a wooden plaque, written "quenching body", open the door and suddenly a strong fishy smell rushes, the space inside is not small, about can accommodate twenty people at the same time, the ground is a round pit that has been dug a long time ago, a black and slimy layer of blood scabs, disgusting.

After the blood of the monsters was poured into the pits, children from four or five years old to ten years old in the tribe were driven into the house.

"Don't, I don't want to go down!" Looking at the big pit that was constantly bubbling with blood bubbles and all kinds of monsters showing their teeth and claws, the children screamed, avoiding it like snakes, and couldn't live or die. But the little arms couldn't twist the thighs, and in the end, they were stripped naked one by one and thrown down rudely.

"You should be content, there was not so much demon blood for you to quench your body before, and now you don't know how good it is. The adults laughed, seemingly enjoying the process, and finally looked at Roland, as if expecting to give him such a treat. But they didn't act immediately, probably because Roland's performance today was too amazing, so they subconsciously didn't dare to treat him like a child again.

Roland shrugged his shoulders, not giving these ghost beasts a chance, and consciously stripped naked and jumped in.

The so-called "quenching" is to soak the body with the essence blood of the monster, so that the body can fully absorb the nutrients in the essence and blood, and reach the level of the monster's body.

The body is the carrier of the elements, and the element is the smallest unit of magic power, the stronger the body, the more the amount of elements it bears, the higher the magic value, and the stronger the magic power is cast, so it can be seen that the importance of quenching the body.

At this time, the children who were thrown into the demon blood kept howling, the demon blood was too domineering, and there were still traces of the monsters before their deaths, stimulating their bodies like knives and needles, and after a while, the bodies became red, like red-hot iron, and they were steaming all over their bodies. One by one, the ghosts cried wolf and shouted to go out, but they were held alive by the adults and laughed at them constantly.

Roland took off the black cloth on his eyes, immersed his head and body in the demonic blood, and silently operated the heavenly magic, he found by chance that when the heavenly magic was running, the absorption of the demonic blood was more efficient and more thorough.

It seems to be stimulated by the magic of the sky, the demon blood is boiling more and more, the heat is steaming, and the essence in it is quickly absorbed.

In less than half a stick of incense, the demonic blood in the round pit was absorbed, leaving only a thicker layer of blood scabs on the pit wall. And at this time, the demon blood in front of the other children was reduced by less than one-tenth.

Seeing that Roland's side was finished, an adult came over with a large clay pot and poured the demon blood into the round pit where Roland was. It wasn't until this process was repeated a dozen times that the other children had absorbed the demonic blood once.

At this time, the shouts of opening the meal sounded, and this time the quenching was over.

"Roland, eat more, this is the meat of the iron-armored giant rhinoceros, which can strengthen the bones, and it is better to eat this after quenching the body. ”

"Roland, here me some flesh from the spider-faced monster and eat it to strengthen my muscles and bones. ”

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"Look" the mouth on his hand has been stuffed with food, Roland is very speechless, he can't stuff it anymore and feed me, but he also knows that this is another way for the tribe to express their enthusiasm and gratitude, if he doesn't come forward today, most of the hunting team will be wiped out, that is the strongest group of people in the tribe, if they all die there, you can imagine what will happen to the tribe next.

Looking at the laughter of the tribe, Roland felt very satisfied, he came to this world unknowingly for five years, at first, he just regarded these people as characters in the game, without real feelings, and now, he has regarded them as real family.

The old chief who treats him like his own grandson, Uncle Shaun who treats him like his own child, Hart and other children who treat him like his own brother, and the clansmen who treat him like a nephew, he wants to protect them, so he has to become stronger.

Especially today, he witnessed his uncles die under the minions of monsters, which had a violent impact on him, making him determined that he could no longer be a salted fish, this is not a game world.

Led by the old chief, a group of people went to the room with the wooden plaque that read "Enchantment", and there were already many clay pots filled with demon blood, as well as newly cast weapons sent from the "caster" room next door. These newly minted swords, shields, guns, bows, and armor were all made from the bones of the monsters they brought back yesterday.

Now it's time for the final process, which is enchantment.

The so-called "enchantment" is to attach the essence of the monster that fuses the brain, muscles, bones and other monsters to the weapon to improve the attributes of the weapon, such as toughness, corrosion resistance, sharpness, etc.

If you're lucky, you have a chance to activate special attributes, such as poison attributes, flame attributes, ice attributes, etc., and weapons with special attributes will have a better effect if they are used in a physique with matching attributes, for example, Sean is a fire element physique, and his use of flame-based weapons will produce an amplification, while using ice-based weapons will be counterproductive.

Weapons are finally being renewed, and both adults and children are excited, and the children are excited because they have been informed that they will get a real weapon, not a sword made of stone.

"Let's start enchanting. When the old chief saw that he was ready, he commanded.

Adults in the tribe have to learn not only hunting skills from an early age, but also the technology of casting weapons, so it can be said that almost every adult man is a good hand at casting weapons, one by one familiarly mix the enchanting materials, evenly smear them on the weapons, and then the fire elemental physique people use fire to burn the weapons to make them fully absorb the materials, and when the material absorption is completed, the weapon enchantment is considered successful.