[You have acquired a new skill: Archery LV5]

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Under the scorching sun, when his left foot in brown leather boots stepped on the soft sand of the deserted place, a message floated in his mind.

At the same time, a large number of unfamiliar memories that did not belong to him surfaced one after another, including scenes of target practice and shooting enemy soldiers on the battlefield. There is the most basic bow holding posture, and there is also a relatively high-end wind deviation identification.

It was as if a sleepy-eyed person suddenly remembered who he really was, without pain or abnormality.

And when he stepped forward and left the shallow area, the memories that came to him were firmly imprinted in the depths of his mind.

Lan Li therefore touched the black wood short bow on his shoulder.

"Hal, I thought you were a chameleon." There was a sigh from the side, it was Ryan, a cook in light chain mail.

"I'm ready to run away, I didn't expect them to let us go so easily?"

At this time, the middle-aged fisherman with short black hair looked at the sea monster warship that was getting farther and farther away in the depths of the sea, and the boat they used to paddle and lean against the shallows, and his expression was very trance-like.

"The Kraken has returned? He had clearly treated us as enemies. Howl, how did you do that? ”

"Greyjoy thinks it's better to be friends with us."

Lan Li shrugged his shoulders and didn't want to explain more. The truth was that they were free, and the original enemy even provided them with three sets of equipment as a gesture of friendship.

At this point, he was thinking about something else.

"Can King Rhodes really attract a school of fish?"

"That's still fake."

It was Pais, the old drunkard to his right, who was raising his hand and facing the round half-helmet on his head, his arms and upper body wearing silver chain mail shining in the sun.

"I have seen with my own eyes, and the king just went out into the sea, and the fish appeared after him, and the drowning people called it a miracle. If it weren't for that, we wouldn't have run to be loyal to him. ”

He said so, looking at the drowning man in front of him who was walking towards a low bush at the end of the beach, and added in a whisper.

"I think it's safe to stay on the ship of the sea monster, and now that freedom is freedom, what can we do?"

"We're going to fight for the great drowning gods."

The cook answered sincerely, he was a more devout believer.

Lan Li didn't pay much attention to their conversation, and after thinking about the mysterious methods of the priest king, he put it aside for a moment and turned a little excited.

The newly acquired "Mission Rewards" don't seem to be anything to be wary of. Directly instilled with memories, Lan Li didn't think that he could do anything to defend his memories.

He was quite curious about the inculcation mechanism of this memory, and he felt that there was no weirdness, and it seemed to be as profound as what he had practiced all year round.

But it hadn't been tried yet, and he wasn't sure about it.

Then the brown-haired boy drew his bow and arrow, and after his fingers opened and closed to adjust to the feeling, he shot an arrow at a crooked-necked coconut tree about twenty yards away.

The sharp arrows pierced the air quickly, and after flashing in the sunlight, they thrust high into the trunk of the coconut tree with a thud, and the tail trembled and buzzed.

He nodded in satisfaction, and then opened his mouth to explain to the two surprised companions.

"Try the feel."

The drowning man from the other direction crouched down in front of the bushes for a moment, then got up and waved at them, and the three of them hurried over.

"We're now on the yellow sand beach on the northwest side of Oak Island." A deep voice came from the drowning mouth.

His brown eyes were bright, and his posture was tall in a gray-green-blue robe, but his cheeks were sunken on both sides, and he looked much thinner.

"There's a mining village three miles from here, and we'll go there later. Now, let's set up camp and rest, we need to eat. ”

He paused, and then looked at the brown-haired young man with a straight waist, and his tone was much softer.

"Howl, familiarize yourself with your bow as soon as possible, we'll need it in no time."

Drowning is not a person who is easy to understand others, he is even quite cold to the cook and the old drunkard who surrendered before, but his attitude towards Lan Li is much kinder-

Not only did he regain their freedom, but he also won a powerful potential ally. The potential reason for saying that it is that Greyjoy did not explicitly express his support for the flooded kingdom of Old Wake Island, he only had a preliminary meaning, and the specific situation still needs to be discussed by the two parties in the future.

But even so, this incident was enough to transform Lan Li from a chameleon into a heroic young man who endured humiliation.

"What exactly are we aiming for?" The old drunkard on the side couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this, the flooded people thought for a moment and said, "His Majesty the Holy Rhodes sent warriors to take down the driftwood fort in the western part of Oak Island not long ago, but now it is being besieged by those ungodly people, and they want to take it back. ”

"So we're going to support that driftwood fort?" When the old drunkard heard this, he smashed his mouth: "Just the four of us?" ”

"We're here to save Driftwood, but not the four of us." Drowning replied lightly, but didn't explain much.

So the troubled group began to start a fire on this remote beach and began to catch fish.

While the other two were busy, Lan Li secretly ran to Drowning and asked about a specific plan, but unfortunately even if Drowning was good to him, he still didn't answer.

Obviously, he thinks that this matter must not be revealed.

Lan Li only shrugged his shoulders and pressed his curiosity into his heart - the act of drowning people did not conflict with his goals anyway.

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This was the eighth day of Lan Li's arrival in this history, and in the short and long eight days, as a false iron people, he experienced flooding, storms, shipwrecks, drifting, capture, and becoming a traitor......

At that time, he was in the midst of a disaster, and he felt that time was passing very slowly, but now in his heart, he felt like he was in a dream, and it seemed that in a trance, he set foot on this island and completed one of those three things.

After initially understanding the operation of this task mechanism, Lan Li can be regarded as completing the basic requirements for himself.

He will not be disappointed if he can continue to complete the other two things as best in the future, and he will not be disappointed if he can't complete them - this is the first time he has officially explored this "historical" world, and he doesn't think that he will gain anything more.

Instead, he was curious about whether he could change history, and thus "reality", but he wasn't sure what he would do to change history significantly, the dragon? Conqueror? Still is......

On the beach, the cook Ryan began to make a fire with flint and a helmet with a twig as a pot, and the old drunkard ran to the woods not far away in search of dry wood. Lan Li ran into the shallows, stepping barefoot on the soft sand, holding an arrow with a sharp tip but a few white scratches, and looking for fish in the cracks of the pebbles.

The group eventually ate a fresh fish soup and salted dried fish here, and then began to follow the drowning man's butt towards the mining village he had mentioned.

The name Oak Island seems to have something to do with trees, but in fact, most of the rocky hills and sandy areas you see along the way are hot and dry by the sun, and occasionally you can see yellow and green pines and cypresses that are sluggish, and some plants that can't be named by Lan Li grow shriveled in the crevices of the rocks everywhere, looking ugly and tenacious.

As the journey progressed, the chain mail he wore became hotter and hotter from the sun, his shoulders were a little overwhelmed, and the sweltering heat from the shoreline made sweat beads on everyone's foreheads.

Continuing to go deeper into the island, the group walked on a remote road under the leadership of the flooded people who were familiar with this place, but they did not meet the islanders here.

Until they reached a small village built against the slopes of a raised mountain.

The village looked dazed in the sun's rays, and the sparsely scattered wooden houses looked like clusters of gray tombstones standing under the hills, and in front of them, some islanders in dirty white shirts could be seen gathering together and digging with iron picks.

"Ryan, you go to the east entrance of the village, there is an old camphor tree there, hide behind the tree, don't leave your hand when you see someone running out, shoot it directly. Paith goes to the North Exit and, like Ryan, finds his own hideout. Hal, you guard the west exit, and be careful not to let anyone go. "Far away, the drowning people began to command them.

"When you see me come out, you have to keep up."

What does he want to do?

Lan Li observed the drowning man's face and found that the man's eyes were resolute and serious, so he didn't say anything, and walked towards the back of the hill he was assigned.

When he hid himself and looked the way he came, he found that the back of the drowning man, dressed in a gray, green and blue coarse cloth robe, had already stepped into the village and was talking to the villagers gathered at the head of the village.

"Recruiting men?" He touched his chin and thought of a possibility.

The storm left a shipload of soldiers at sea, leaving only the four of them. Whatever the goal, it is clear that they alone will not be able to achieve it.

But if the drowning people recruit people here......

This is not impossible, and despite the hostile relationship between Old Wake Island, where the Drowning People are located, and Oak Island, the influence of the Drowned people in the entire Iron Islands is huge, and they can even be called spiritual leaders.

But even if he could gather a group of people, what good would he do?

Lan Li was curious about this.

Let a group of rabble go to that driftwood fort to break the siege?

The flooded people said that their goal was to rescue the place called Driftwood Fort, and when they were drinking fish soup before, Lan Li knew some of the geography of this place. Needless to say, it is not possible to summon the peasants to relieve the siege on the spot, but the driftwood fort seems to be on the other side of the island, far away......

There was too little information, and the drowning people refused to say anything, and Lan Li felt a little dazed. But considering his second task of killing the iron people, he did not take the opportunity to leave, but kept an eye on the situation at the entrance of the village while thinking about it.

After a while, I saw the people at the entrance of the village crowding the flooded people into the village, and their figures disappeared into the community of houses covered with thatched roofs.

Not long after, a black-haired old man with a probe probing his brain appeared at the entrance of the village, and after a pause, he quickly ran in the direction where Lan Li was.

Seeing this, the brown-haired boy clenched the black wood short bow in his hand.