On March 7, 2016, the weather was cloudy.

In the park at the foot of Cloud Mountain, thousands of humans in dirty clothes are cleaning up the boulders that have fallen from the foot of the mountain under the watchful eye of the barbarians around them.

A fat man in his twenties hugged a rock, held his big belly, and hesitated forward, panting like an old bellows.

He really felt that he couldn't hold on, so he might as well die.

Since he was a child, he has never been so tired.

With blood blisters on his hands, sore arms, and a waist that was almost broken, he has been living almost every day for the past two days. He could feel that the whole body, every cell, and even every fat molecule, was protesting strongly from him.

Rest!

Rest!

He desperately rested!

In just two days, he felt that he had lost a lot of weight, and those beloved fats were quickly leaving him.

He hugged the stone, walked to the foot of the mountain in the distance, threw the stone, walked to a hidden corner, and finally could not support it, his legs trembled, and he sat on the ground.

A strong feeling of comfort spread throughout his body, and he felt a little numb all over his body, and he couldn't help moaning.

"I really want to sit down for the rest of my life!"

Not long after he sat down, the fat man keenly noticed many people around him, and frequently glanced at him.

The fat man immediately sensed that something was wrong and hurriedly looked around.

I saw a barbarian in the distance, striding towards him, his face was cold and hideous, and there was a trace of strong killing intent in his eyes as sharp as a falcon, and the fat man was so frightened that he trembled all over, and immediately stood up with a roll.

However, it was still too late.

"Damn the bastard!" the barbarian cursed in a low voice with a hateful face, and waved his long whip, without the slightest strength or scruple in his hand.

The whip let out a penetrating roar, and the next moment the clothes on the fat man's body burst open, and a deep wound appeared on the white back, and the yellow fat and bright red muscles rolled to both sides, and even the white ribs were faintly visible.

Hit by such a heavy blow, the fat man's eyes bulged like light bulbs, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with the scraps of internal organs, and fell straight to the ground, leaving only convulsions all over.

The barbarian whipped a whip and still didn't get rid of his hatred, and then he repeatedly whipped a dozen times, and countless flesh foam mixed with the fragments of his clothes flew all over the sky.

The barbarian kicked away the corpses that had been whipped into a pile of rotten flesh, glanced coldly at the lowly slaves, and strode away.

......

"Damn rats!"

Dapono's wielding giant axe, against a dozens of floors of office buildings, volleyed in the air, the wind suddenly rose, a flash of red energy disappeared, the whole building shook slightly, the building appeared an oblique as if it had been cut by a laser, and it didn't take long for the upper half of the building to slowly slide down the slit.

"Boom!"

The ground shook violently, and the weight of nearly 10,000 tons fell to the ground, making a loud noise, and the smoke and dust rose into the sky like a mushroom cloud.

Dapono was panting, and the anger in his eyes had almost turned into substance.

These days, Dapono, the god of courage, has become more and more irritable, and the endless sneak attacks of this world have made the evil fire in his heart run wild.

Before stepping into this world, the number of believers forming an expeditionary army was nearly 60,000, but now under repeated blows, there are less than 3,000 left, and of course, most of them died from the overwhelming counterattack of the natives here when they first entered this world.

But for the god of courage, the kind of person who is killed and injured in a head-on confrontation is at best heartache, not anger.

He was already mentally prepared for failure or even fall when he invaded this world, and if this world was so easy to conquer, where would he be able to get it.

What really makes Him angry are the cowardly, mean, shameless, hiding-hiding rats.

They hid in dark corners, using those strange weapons, to kill them one by one, their outfits disguised as the weak civilians of this world, and even their physical fitness was not much stronger.

Even He couldn't tell with his own eyes which was the warrior of this world and which was the civilian.

This gave Dapono, who had thought that he had successfully established himself in this world and could begin to spread the harvest faith.

Now the huge loss has made all the barbarians begin to be afraid, and no matter how powerful the warrior is, in the face of this kind of murderous and invisible attack, he also beats the drum in his heart.

"Humble blasphemer, I was prepared to wait for you to submit to me and become my dependent, but it is clear that you have given up your last precious opportunity. His eyes flashed with rage, and he whispered to himself.

As a god of highly intelligent beings, he naturally does not make the mistake of treating headaches and feet pain. These sneak warriors were clearly from the orders of the kingdom (which in His eyes was a powerful nation)

As long as the resistance forces of this country are dealt a heavy blow, so that they completely understand and deeply despair, what kind of existence they are resisting for, and then control the king of this country, those sneak attack warriors, naturally it will no longer be a problem.

The next moment, he slammed into the ground, and the streets were covered with cobweb-like cracks, and a circle of infrasound waves spread instantly.

At the same time, the body soared into the sky like a rocket.

Ten seconds later, he stood thousands of meters in the air, looked at the groups of this world's magical war machines in the distance, sneered, and swooped down.

......

"Welcome!" said a beautiful shopping guide at the counter of the cold weapon store inside the mall.

"Where's the arrow?" asked Chen Shouyi, carrying a briefcase.

"Please follow me!" said the shopping guide.

Chen Shouyi came to the arrow counter and looked at the commonly used ordinary arrows:

"Why has the price gone up?"

Like this kind of ordinary metal arrow, it is almost more than ten yuan a piece, and it is more than 20 if it is better, but now it has risen to more than 40?

"I'm really sorry, the price of crude steel has skyrocketed recently, and the cost of processing is also soaring, which is also something that can't be helped. The shopping guide quickly explained.

Chen Shouyi knew in his heart: "Take an arrow and show me." ”

The shopping guide took out one and handed it over.

Chen Shouyi picked up the arrow, checked it, and found that the processing quality had decreased a little compared to before, and the arrow body was much rougher, but fortunately, there was no problem with the balance and center of gravity.

"I want three hundred, not five hundred!"

"Multi-...... How much!" The shopping guide stammered a little with wide eyes.

Now it's not much better than before, there are few rich people, and if she can take out 10,000 yuan, it's already a big sum, she thought it was just a small business of purchasing more than ten or twenty branches, but she didn't expect it to be a big customer.

"Five hundred, is there a problem?"

"No problem, no problem!" said the shopping guide quickly.

"Give me twenty of these armor-piercing arrows. Then Chen Shouyi pointed to the dark armor-piercing arrow and said.

The tungsten steel arrowhead used for this armor-piercing arrow is quite hard, and it is said that a 300-pound war bow can shoot through a standard steel plate two centimeters thick within ten meters.

"How much is it?" asked Chen Shouyi.

"Twenty-six and five hundred!"

......

After Chen Shouyi finished paying, he carried a heavy quiver, walked out of the mall, and looked up at the gloomy sky.

Push out the bike, get on it, kick it off, and quickly head home.