The consumption of Tianchu forging crossbows, with the daily forging practice, decreases little by little, but the reduced number is random between 0-3.

Now Tianchu forging also consumes 15 points of physical strength, which is a leap compared to the first 57 points.

In the past month, continuous forging, Tianchu's pork belly has also successfully turned into muscles, and the eight-pack abdominal muscles that he had always dreamed of also have a rough outline.

As long as it takes a while, the eight-pack abs are in place.

And the level of Tianchu's crossbow arrows is also improving, and now it is finally no longer aiming at a target of forty meters, but shooting at a target of fifty meters.

Within 100 meters, Tianchu can shoot wherever he wants, but he can't shoot the bull's-eye. The best result is just a little short of the bull's-eye.

"Why is it so hard to hit the bull's-eye?"

Putting down the crossbow in his hand, Tian Chu muttered for a while, and he just couldn't understand it in his heart.

During this time, Tianchu forged thirty-five crossbows, half for the hunting team and half for the young people to practice.

Now except for Tianchu, the other youths, within 100 meters, can all hit the bull's-eye.

Like Xiao Heini, Mu Xuan, and Mu Niuzi, these three people can shoot at a target of 150 meters. There is at least a 56 chance of hitting the bull's-eye.

"Brother Chu, what's wrong?" Mu Niuzi finished shooting the last arrow and walked towards Tian Chu.

"Niuzi, why do you shoot a target of 100 meters, it is almost a bull's-eye, brother, I still don't even know what it feels like to shoot a bull's-eye!"

Tian Chu is bitter, how can he say that the master is also a man who has crossed over, and he can't even do such a simple thing, it is simply a shame on the face of the people.

"Oh! This should be because you can't cultivate!" Mu Niuzi said honestly.

Tian Chu suddenly had a hundred thousand crit in his heart, why don't you open which pot to mention, is it the master's fault that he doesn't know how to cultivate, this is the fault of Lao Wang.

"I'll tell you, Brother Chu.

This person, once he starts to cultivate, the more he goes to the back, the more his perception ability and accuracy will improve.

Like us, the scum of the first layer of combing tendons, can shoot up to 200 meters in the sky, if you change to my father's man in the late stage of the second layer of combing, 500 meters of living creatures, it is easy.

Let me tell you, yesterday my father shot a platypus cow 500 meters away, and while he was still running, he shot an arrow into the center of the platypus cow's eyebrows!

Mu Niuzi said that he was energetic, his eyebrows were dancing, and the whole person was going to fly.

And Tian Chu began to ponder, and he also understood in his heart that compared to this cultivator and his own waste materials, it was simply a world of difference.

"No, I have to learn to practice, I can't just live by striking iron!" Tian Chu said in a low voice.

And Tianchu also knows that he must be able to really do what the system boss said, become the CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and go to the peak of life.

But, just like this scum now, let alone Bai Fumei, even Xiao Heini can't marry.

"Mu Niuzi, in our village, who has the most knowledge?" Tianchu asked

"Of course, it's our teacher-scholar, who knows astronomy, geography, knows ancient and modern, and can write and martial arts!" Speaking of scholars, Mu Niuzi's admiration is like the water of the Dongjiang River, gushing endlessly.

"Brother Chu?, what about the people?" After Mu Niuzi finished praising him, he found that Tianchu had already disappeared from the school grounds.

The private school is the best place to build in Sangyu Village. Everyone is self-motivated, and the same is true for villages, even in villages on the edge of the wilderness, there will be private schools.

This is not for anything else, just to let the younger generations be literate and understand etiquette. If there is a capable person in the village, but he is illiterate and does not know how to count etiquette, it will be shameless to say it.

And the most important thing is literacy, because the exercises and secrets are all written descriptions, and some will have patterns, which also need to be deduced in combination with words.

There was once such a joke about an illiterate young man who exchanged a copy of his ancestral peerless exercises for a platypus cow.

It's a joke, but it also illustrates the importance of literacy.

The private school starts in the afternoon, and Tianchu sometimes comes to listen to it, and he can be regarded as an acquaintance with the scholars.

"Xiao Chu, what's the matter with coming to the private school?"

The scholar is a middle-aged man with a delicate face, with a feeling of Mr. Wolong, a lupine scarf.

In addition to studying books every day, I also tasted tea, and my small life was very nourishing.

"Sir, I just wanted to ask you, is there a way in this world that can allow me to start cultivating with waste materials?"

Tian Chu knew the scholar's temper, and he didn't pretentiously open his mouth directly.

"In this world, there are indeed many ways to open the path of cultivation for people.

But for your physique, I'm afraid you need an extremely powerful natural treasure.

At the very least, it has to be a grade B medium grade, and it is a herb that can dredge the muscles and veins, or an elixir!"

The scholar thought for a moment before he slowly spoke, and his eyes looked at Tianchu.

"Actually, I can't guarantee it, I can only say that this is the bottom line, as for whether it can succeed, I can only say that it depends on God. ”

The scholar shook the feather fan in his hand and spoke again.

"Thank you, sir, Chu won't bother Mr. that day!"

Walking out of the private school, Tianchu's face was a little ugly, and the second-grade middle grade was the bottom line, this is not what a sinkhole is.

In this world, medicinal herbs, pills, etc., they have four grades: A, B, C, and D, with three grades per grade, lower, middle, and upper.

In Sangyu Village, it is a great joy to have a Grade A medium-grade herb.

can think about what this grade B medium grade means for Sangyu Village.

"Lao Wang, do I still have a chance to learn skills?" Tian Chu said.

If you want to be able to get a herb above grade B, or a rare thing that can wash your muscles and cut the marrow, and you don't have any skills, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

[Yes, did you choose to study?]

【Lens polishing】

【Principle of bicycle】

......

"Stop!" Tianchu really can't stand it, this special more than one hundred and thirty skills, you give me a hand, I remember it.

"You just said that it is suitable for me now!" Tian Chu said, knowing in his heart that this old king just wanted to trick himself, so he deliberately said it all.

[Matching skills that match the host!]

【Principle of bicycle】

【Principle of Leverage】

【Secret Smoke Grenade】

......

System Lao Wang said ten skills that are more suitable for Tianchu for the time being, the consumption of these skills is relatively small, and Tianchu's body can still withstand it.

Hearing these ten skills, Tian Chu felt a pain in his eyes. These ten, just by hearing the name, you know that they are very weak chickens, and they have no lethality. This makes it impossible for me to use the principle of leverage to pry how to get a grade B medium-grade herb.

Thinking of this, Tianchu couldn't help but recall that in the high school physics book, a certain god once said: You especially give Lao Tzu a fulcrum, that is, the earth, and the uncle will pry it over for you.

But Tian Chu is not the great god after all, even if you give a fulcrum, you have a solid crowbar.

"Leverage Principle ......"

[Congratulations to the host, you can learn the second item!]

An exclamation rang out, and then,

【Ding!】

[Host: Tian Chu (Chu Xiaopang)]

[Brain Power: 65/100]

[Stamina: 98/100]

[Cultivation level: none (one piece of waste material)]

[Skill 1: Crossbow Arrow Crafting]

[Skill 2: Principle of Leverage]

[Combat power: 7 (forget it, let's describe it as scrap!)]