Rongchang Pig opened its mouth wide and looked at the figure of the thunderbird covering the sky and the sun at low altitude, mixed with the howling wind.

Rongchang Pig's first reaction was to cover his head with both hands, for fear that the Thunderbird would catch it.

Two small ptarmigans did the same, swooping after the adult ptarmigan and skimming over the frogman camp.

The frogman laborers who were throwing stones and shouting on the shore just now were lying on the ground and shivering, they could still scream in the face of mutant fish, but they were completely useless when they encountered the thunderbirds in the air.

Even the frogman elders were so nervous that they croaked, not as calm as they were when they fought the mutant fish.

Even the size of the Rongchang pig can only be regarded as a small thing in the eyes of the Thunderbird, let alone a frogman.

The frogman's nest on the edge of the lake shook violently and crunched.

One and two small ptarmigans flew back into the air, made a big circle, and swooped down towards the frog lake again.

This time it's no longer a demonstration, but a real preparation for the hunt.

Rongchang Pig casually pulled out a rib and threw it back to his nest, then held a stone spear and met it in the direction of the Thunderbird swoop.

Rongchang Pig ran a few steps to choose a good point to stand still, and used his telekinesis to control five or six stone spears, which was his current limit.

The Great Thunderbird saw a bunch of moving skeletons at a glance, and according to its usual hunting experience, this creature would not have much to eat even if it was caught, and at most it could grind its teeth. Therefore, the big thunderbird only glanced at it and directly ignored the skeleton pig, but his eyes locked on the frogman elder behind the Rongchang pig, and the fat man looked very appetizing.

Thunderbird locks on the target after accelerating and diving, the speed is as fast as an arrow off the string, the air is mixed with whistling sound and thunderbird chirping rolling thunder sound, it sounds very terrifying, the thunderbird must chirp when hunting, mainly to deter the prey, so that they lose their mind in an instant, improve the accuracy of hunting.

Rongchang Pig took a deep breath, raised his hands vigorously, and the sound of five stone spears breaking through the air was endless.

Rongchang Pig can't fully concentrate yet, so he has to add some hints through the movements of his hands to make his mind more concentrated. Five stone spears shot out in a volley, and the Thunderbird spotted it and immediately dodged in a strange position, but the center of gravity was unstable and rolled directly into the frogman camp, rolling all the way to the lake like a bowling ball.

Seeing this, the two little thunderbirds behind him immediately waved their wings to slow down, and did not dare to follow the big bird down to hunt, and kept hovering over the frog lake, with a sad cry in their mouths.

The thunderbird that fell into the water fluttered in the water and was ready to fly again, but unexpectedly the wings were wet and couldn't fly, and after a burst of churning white waves, red blood began to rise, the thunderbird was wailing and wailing, and the Rongchang pig vaguely saw the figure of the mutant fish in the waves.

In less than a minute, the Thunderbird, which made all the frogmen tremble, was directly eaten by the mutant fish, and in the end, only the blood-stained bone frame floating on the surface of the water remained.

The two small ptarmigans circled over the lake and left in a southeasterly direction, quickly disappearing into the sky.

"Pig, you, amazing!"

The frog people did not hesitate to praise the Rongchang pig, in the past, the Great Elder and the Twelve Elders could only fight guerrillas, and did not dare to clash head-on with the Thunderbird, or let all the frogmen hide in the tent for refuge. But today, the Rongchang pig stood in place and "shot down" an adult ptarmigan with a stone spear, causing it to fall into the water by mistake, only to be eaten by the mutant fish.

The frog people will definitely not thank the mutant fish, and the credit for killing the Thunderbird is all on the head of the Rongchang pig.

Rongchang Pig scratched the back of his bare and white head, a little embarrassed, after all, it was really just a coincidence. It was the Thunderbird that was too fast to make a sharp turn and rolled directly into the lake, and it was the mutant fish who came to assist, which completely killed the Thunderbird.

However, the frog people did not listen to Rongchang Pig's explanation, and a group of frogs directly set it up and paraded around the frog lake for half a circle.

Rongchang pig's eyes kept staring at the bones floating on the surface of the lake.

After the parade landed, Rongchang Pig casually dragged a frogman elder and asked him to help roll the bones little by little with his tongue by the lake.

There are hundreds of bones collected large and small, all of which are put into his nest by Rongchang pigs and kept for great use.

Rongchang Pig thought that since he could control the stone spear, when his mental power was stronger, would he be able to control the bones, and if he could splice the thunderbird that had been eaten just now with his mental power, and then let the skull bird fly. After all, there have been similar scenes in online games before, where creatures are resurrected as undead after death.

Looking at the ptarmigan bones all over the ground, Rongchang Pig scratched his skull.

The idea is plump, and the reality is skinny.

Even if all the bones of the Thunderbird are in front of him now, the Rongchang pig can't be spliced together.

"Sure enough, I still have to read! Recently, in addition to continuing to meditate offline, it's time to buy a few books on the anatomy of the structure of birds, otherwise these bones will not be able to put together......"

Seeing the horror of mutant fish and ptarmigans in one day, Rongchang Pig finally realized that frogman life is not easy, and he basically has to suffer deadly threats every day.

After hiding the bones, Rongchang Pig picked up his ribs and returned to their positions, and then went straight to the tent of the Frogman Elder.

The sudden Thunderbird interrupted his train of thought, and now he could finally ask the Great Elder about the frogman's core technology.

Rongchang Pig stuck out his head and came in and saw that the Great Elder was closing his eyes and recuperating.

"Great Elder, go back to Lanna, do you have time?"

The Great Elder put away the big snot bubble, his eyes slowly opened, and he looked at the Rongchang pig with a blank expression.

"Great Elder, you, me, spiritual power, the same, why, you, can cast spells?"

It's not that Rongchang Pig just learned frog language and can't speak fluently, but the unique three-syllable of frog language, which can't be connected into a unified sentence, and can only be multiple groups of words together to express meaning.

Rongchang Pig got straight to the point and directly asked the key to the Great Elder's abundant spiritual power and ability to control matter.

Then, the conversation lasted all night and didn't stop......

In the early morning, the skull of Rongchang pig began to turn black under the eye sockets, and it looked like skull smoky makeup.

"Great Elder, I'm sleepy, go to sleep first, another day, and then study!"

Rongchang pig rushed out of the door, his steps were vain as if he was drunk, staggered back to his nest, and fell down.

At the same moment, in the tent of the bridgehead camp, a pig suddenly raised its corpse online.

"Hahaha, I've mastered the core technology of making bed crossbows! The entire Tazhai Star is going to be turned upside down because of my masterpiece! ”

On this day, the anti-sky snake god brought the blueprint memory of the bed crossbow back online.

In half an hour, all the online players gathered in the camp and began to fight under the leadership of the snake god.