After all, in his previous life, he was just a half-otaku who had not experienced any actual battles, don't look at galloping in the game, but the combat effectiveness is really low, and he has no combat experience, so the two adventures into the forest to hunt the crystal nucleus have undoubtedly failed.

This time, Donald learned the lessons of the previous two times, combined with the outdoor survival knowledge he learned from the Internet in his previous life, and was relatively well prepared. Not only did the iron sword in his hand become more accurate and powerful after a few days of exploration and practice, but he also spent the last bit of money in his family to borrow the equipment of the hunters in the nearby villages, so that he added a hardwood bow and a bag of arrows to his back for this operation.

He also realized that for his own low combat effectiveness in close combat, a long-range shooting bow and arrow was undoubtedly a weapon to save his life and increase the success rate of hunting.

Rather than spending a long time practicing swordsmanship, with this physical condition, it is better to master a bow and arrow that is relatively easy, but has good attack power.

After all, neither his strength nor physical coordination can be compared with those strong swordsmen who are naturally suitable for fighting, although the archer profession is not very suitable, but his current purpose is to obtain crystal nuclei, and bow and arrow shooting only needs to be practiced for a short time to be able to initially master.

As for the question of accuracy, it's very simple, just shoot a few more arrows, there will always be a time when you are lucky to hit. This still can't be solved, so let's take a step back and fight with the long sword in your hand!

The waiting time was difficult, and Donald's arm, who was ready to wind the arrows with a bow and arrow, was already a little sore. Feeling that this might not work, he had to gently lower the hardwood bow, stick the arrow in front of him, and be ready to reload the bow at any time, and then move his sore arm slightly.

"Damn horned deer, you are so cowardly, you have to look at the wind before drinking water, so you have to wait so long for Young Master Ben!"

Just as he was complaining in his heart, he heard a slight rustling sound from the direction of the bushes not far from the stream in front of him.

"It's coming!"

Donald instantly retracted all his complaints, drew his bow and arrows, and aimed the arrows at the edge of the stream. Seeing that he was so engrossed at this time, it was as if he had been an old hunter for many years. In fact, this is all forced by life, after learning about the embarrassment and hardship of the former Donald over the years from memory, Donald decided to change this status quo, at least to temporarily achieve the food and clothing of the well-off, otherwise it will be in vain for him to be reborn into this dangerous world from a lazy otaku for more than 20 years. At the very least, they must be worthy of their new life and the soul of this body that has passed away.

Therefore, Donald played a serious state that he had never been in his two lives, and he was determined to become a benevolent person if he didn't succeed, and he must hunt the Warcraft Crystal Nucleus to see if he could get ahead with his favorite game in his previous life.

After a while, he saw a majestic male deer in the lead, leading a few doe with slightly smaller horns and seven or eight fawns with only two small protrusions on their foreheads, pushing aside the bushes and walking into Donald's sight.

"Good guy, no wonder you're so careful, it turns out that you're dragging your family!"

Donald knew it in his heart, but his mental state did not relax in the slightest. Looking at the vigilant appearance of the horned deer herd under the leadership of the male deer, slowly approaching the edge of the stream more than a dozen steps away, the bow in his hand became tighter and tighter.

The living habits of the horned deer are basically the same as their close relatives, the wild deer, generally a strong male leads several females to live with their offspring, and only when they are ready to migrate due to seasonal reasons, will they form a large herd of thousands of deer together, and the strongest male among them will lead.

Donald's target was the male and a few females, the little horned deer were too young for the core to be fully grown, so it wasn't worth much.

Although the horned deer has no attack power, the speed of escape is beyond his reach. So Donald knew he had only one chance, and while the horned deer were still drinking, if they missed a shot, it would be difficult for him to have another chance to shoot at a fast-moving target with his beginner archery skills.

Seeing that the horned deer had reached the edge of the stream, Donald's palms were sweating, and the tension in his heart was indescribable.

The caution of the deer herd made Donald, as a human being, sigh in his heart, and when he arrived at the water source, the male deer, as the parent, did not rush to drink the water first, but led his companion to look around for the wind, patrolling the danger with his sensitive ears and eyes, and letting the cubs behind him go to drink first.

The innocent little horned deer ran to the water's edge in a few steps as if cheering, playing and gulping down water.

Finally, when the Horned Deer had drunk enough water, they were driven back behind their mothers by the stag, and they continued to watch the wind, and then the stag lowered his head and stuck out his tongue to lick the water.

"It's now!"

The bowstring that had been taut was violently loosened, and the arrows of the iron arrow's wooden shaft pierced the air like meteors, flying out of Donald's hands.

When the arrow was finally released, Donald didn't have time to relax, and hurriedly drew his bow again, and the second feathered arrow followed.

Listen to the roar of a female horned deer who was looking at the wind, and then the blood bloomed, and the largest target of the female horned deer was a feathered arrow stuck in the back hip that seemed to be still shaking.

The arrow went three inches into the flesh, which was the reason for the shooter's lack of strength, but it was enough for the wound. The female buck's hind legs, the biggest force of the run, were already injured, and even if she could run, she couldn't escape far, and with the clumsy iron sword in Donald's hand, it was enough to harvest this prey.

At the same time as the cry of the female horned deer, the male horned deer raised his head for the first time, leading the horned deer herd out of the water's edge like a wind, and the horned deer that followed behind the male horned deer instantly scattered, except for a few young horned deer still looked a little confused, the other uninjured horned deer seemed to have been rehearsed thousands of times, and instantly got out of the dangerous open area of the water's edge, and looked like they were about to burrow into the cover of the bushes, and even the most experienced hunters could not continue to pursue them at that time.

But at this time, another sharp arrow has appeared, although the speed of the horned deer is far faster than that of ordinary humans, but it can't stand the luck of a certain otaku this time, this arrow that has not been prepared for the time being nailed to the neck of the stag crookedly, after the carotid artery was punctured, a large stream of blood instantly gushed out.

Originally, the strongest male horned deer in the herd had only time to run seven or eight feet away, but because he lost a lot of physical strength with the blood gushing, he soon fell to the ground.

It wasn't until the second arrow was fired that Donald's tense heart finally relaxed, and he didn't even have time to check the situation of his prey, and then as if he had exhausted all his physical strength, he collapsed in the grass covered in sweat and gasping for breath.

After all, in his previous life, he was just an ordinary young man who was powerless, and he had never killed a single fish, let alone hunted a beast as big as a horned deer with a bow and arrow.

The transition from an otaku to a hunter, Donald has not been sufficiently prepared both physically and mentally, if it weren't for the fact that his body in this life is much stronger and healthier than in his previous life, he may not even be able to open half of this hardwood bow, let alone hunt magical beasts!

After taking a few breaths in the grass where he was hiding, Donald recovered a few points, and excitedly got up to check the results, which was a great joy in his heart.

Although the first arrow hit the female deer did not penetrate deep into the body, because it injured the tendons of its hind legs, its joints lost its mobility, so it dragged its body on three legs and could not run far.

The stag, who was lucky enough to be shot in the carotid artery, had fallen outside the bush at this time, blood flowed all over the ground, and he didn't even have the strength to breathe, only his chest was still rising and falling slightly, and it seemed that he was not far from death.

"It's really good luck, it seems that I have accumulated my luck from the first two times to this time! Hehe, there are two adult horned deer, there are two light crystal nuclei, and their fresh skin and flesh are worth at least two silver moons, and they have finally gotten rid of their destitute state!"

Donald laughed, got up and ran forward.

Tie the female with the prepared rope and grab a handful of hay paste over the wound to slow down its bleeding. After all, fresh prey is worth more than a carcass, and maybe the hind will not be dead when she returns to town. As for the male horned deer, the result of the doomed death made Donald not bother much, and after the blood was drained, he found a few thick bush branches and put a simple trailer, and then fixed the male horned deer with a rope, and dragged the lame female horned deer forward with one hand and the other hand pulling the trailer forward.

As for why you don't pick up your prey and leave? With Donald's small body, although he is much stronger than the scrap otaku in his previous life, he can't carry a male horned deer that weighs nearly twice as much as himself!

With the harvest of this trip, Donald, who was in a happy mood, only thought about leaving the forest as soon as possible and rushing home, and after taking the crystal nucleus of his prey, he took the corpse to the market and sold it for money. It's a pity that his seventeen-year-old body is really not fully developed, he has not done any physical work since he was a child and is a little malnourished, and the previous two arrows consumed most of his physical strength, so that he dragged the prey only a few miles away, and then sat on the ground covered with sweat.

"It's really not a human job! I didn't expect to hunt the Demonic Beast with all the hard work, but it fell on the way back, and the reputation of Young Master Ben was ruined!"

Donald, who really had no strength, looked at the lame female horned deer who was tied with ropes and hit the horns, and looked down at the corpse of her partner who had begun to freeze on the improvised trailer, sniffing, and let out a wail from time to time. I don't know if I was mourning for my dead husband or screaming because of my leg injury.

Suddenly, Donald slapped his head and screamed.

"I'm so stupid! Why didn't I think of summoning!"

It turned out that he suddenly thought that the purpose of his trip was not to hunt the Demonic Beast Crystal Nucleus in order to test the effect of the Book of Truth?

Now I'm annoyed that I don't have the strength to leave the forest with my prey, and I'm really excited after hunting two demonic beasts!

Still, in the midst of a dangerous forest, digging out the hot and blood-streaked crystal nuclei of the horned deer's brain, Donald couldn't wait to give the order to the artifact in his mind, ready to carry out his first summon.

I saw the pale golden phantom of the book unfold in front of Donald's eyes, revealing a large number of summoning icons on the page.

Although he had the Warcraft Crystal Nucleus, Donald, who was summoned for the first time, didn't know how to choose for a while.

According to the detection results given by the Book of Truth, the first-order Horned Deer Nucleus can summon all listed creatures of Tier 1 and below. For example, the basic population units of various races, the wild monster units of various first-level strengths, and small animals of less than one level.

Of course, you can also summon items and building units, but the summoning of dead things only requires ordinary energy crystals, and there is no need to waste the Monster crystal nucleus with soul fragments that can summon living things.

After thinking about it, Donald combined his current situation and made the most reasonable choice, a first-level wild monster summoning, a jackal.

"Come out in my name, jackal!"

As Donald's voice fell, a mysterious magical array of faint light like a starry sky appeared out of thin air, and after the light, a large adult jackal with a combined head and tail of six feet appeared in front of him. At the same time, the Horned Deer Crystal Nucleus in his hand also instantly turned into a stream of light and disappeared in his palm.

Donald was first startled when he saw the fierce jackal grinning in front of him, and then saw the other party's obedient appearance bowing to him, and he almost cried with joy for a while.

Since he came to this world, he has always had a potential sense of crisis in his heart, although he can't see anything on the surface, but he can't sleep peacefully every night, and is often awakened by nightmares.

Now that he has mastered magical abilities beyond his previous life, there are not only knights and samurai in this world, but also mysterious and powerful mages, and there is an existence called summoner in the branch of the mage who can summon otherworldly creatures to fight for him.

As the heir of a noble family that has been inherited for hundreds of years, although he has been down, but for some knowledge of the world, Donald is still much better than ordinary civilians, he knows that he can completely pretend to be a summoner, with the identity of a mage and the magical power of the Book of Truth, to protect himself in this world, and even obtain a lot of wealth and noble status!

The miraculous manifestation of the effects of the Book of Truth allowed Donald to let go of his panic and the timidity of being an otaku, and aroused his own ambition and that stemmed from the memory of the dead Donald.

He whispered to himself with a determined look in his eyes.

"From today onwards, I am a noble boy named Donald Melina, with such magical abilities, I will definitely regain the noble status and fief in your place, and establish the Merlina family even stronger!"

Determined, Donald turned around and fastened the rope of his improvised trailer to the summoned jackal. Although the jackal with the reins on it was as fierce as ever, it had to pull up the trailer with all its might because of the summoner's order, even if it was reluctant.

Donald, on the other hand, hummed a little tune of the world, and easily led the lame female horned deer to his side. That's what he chose to summon the jackal.

Although in terms of strength and intelligence, this jackal may not be as good as the hard labor of the orcs and the peasants of the human race (the undead acolytes and the elven elves are not materials for pulling carts, so they cannot afford this prey and trailer), but it is almost the largest of the first-level field monster units, and in terms of attack power, the basic population of the unarmed two races is even less than the fierce jackals with sharp claws.

It can not only haul prey for itself, but also have a certain strength to protect its own safety, so transporting summoned creatures for combat purposes also only requires a first-level crystal nucleus as a summoning condition, which is naturally much more cost-effective than pure transportation manpower.

With the presence of the wolf's coolie and thug, if there is danger around, the agile and alert jackal will immediately warn its owner, so that Donald can walk with confidence on the periphery of the green cloak forest, which is very dangerous to him, while thinking about his next move.

"With the ability of the artifact of the Book of Truth, my main goal next is to obtain enough Warcraft crystal nuclei and elemental crystals, as long as these two summoning materials exist, I can maintain a certain summoning need, which is the most basic means for me to gain a foothold in this world. ”

"With the help of summoned creatures, it will be easier to hunt Warcraft next time, and the Warcraft crystal nucleus will be stored as materials for summoning creatures in the future, and the remaining skins, bones, flesh, etc. will be sold for Jinsol to improve life or buy elemental crystals. ”

"It's a pity that more powerful summoned creatures also need higher-level demonic beast crystal nuclei, and the periphery of the Green Cloak Forest is full of some low-level demonic beasts of one to three levels, and the situation in the depths of the forest is mixed, and it is too dangerous for me to enter it for the time being. ”

Thinking about it, before I knew it, a man and a wolf with two prey had already traveled to the edge of the forest, and about two miles ahead was the town of Red Maple, where Donald's family was located.

Here you can already see the smoke of cooking over the town through the red maple forest in front of you.

Donald didn't meet anyone else along the way because he chose the path behind Red Maple Town to enter the forest, which was not the front of normal adventurers and hunters, which also kept the existence of his summoned creatures a secret.

Seeing that he had arrived, Donald, though he was unwilling, had to untie the reins from the jackal's body and order it to lurk in the forest and wait for his summons.

"As a first-level summoned creature, according to the energy contained in the crystal nucleus of that strong male horned deer, this jackal can exist for more than ten hours, if he deals with the matter of the two prey, and then rests and recovers enough strength, he can also take advantage of the time limit to summon the end, and enter the forest again to hunt the demonic beast. ”

Thinking about it, Donald no longer complained about being tired, and struggled to pull the trailer and prey, and walked towards the town.