In the face of those mysterious strong enemies, Feng Chen can indeed escape, and he can escape with Naya.

But he was born as a special soldier, and he still has a lot of positive energy in his body, and it is impossible to give up these lives.

The death of the male aboriginal seemed to be a wake-up call to all the natives, and it made the tribe panic.

But after the gunshot, there was no other movement from the mysterious people, as if something was brewing.

Early the next morning, Feng Chen followed Naya to the chief's house, which was also the tribal council hall.

The hall was packed, all of them were strong men with well-developed limbs, and it seemed that the warriors of the tribe had arrived.

Seeing the arrival of the wind morning, the excitement in the chief's eyes could not be concealed, and he deliberately let him sit next to him.

But because Feng Chen did not leave, but stayed to fight together, the morale of all the warriors soared.

The meeting was going on, and all the warriors had their opinions on the invasion of those mysterious people.

Although these people have no quarrel with the world, they are all strong in blood, and they all say that they will fight to the end.

Feng Chen was silent, the so-called knowing himself and knowing that he was invincible, he had been guessing the purpose of those mysterious people.

But I always feel that the invasion of those mysterious people is definitely not as simple as revenge!

In order not to attract attention, Feng Chen deliberately strung the Demon Eye with a straw rope and hung it around his neck as a pendant.

After the live broadcast room was closed last night, it has not been opened until now, and the audience must be shouting and scolding their mother now.

It's not that Fengchen is reluctant to open it, it's just that the island has been very unquiet recently, and the bloody things are not good for the audience to see.

"What do you think?" the chief suddenly looked at Feng Chen, almost pinning all his hopes on Feng Chen.

Although the communication between the two sides was translated by the Demon Eye, Feng Chen was recognized by them as the son of God.

Therefore, the tribe also thinks that the Demon Eye is an artifact, and they will never dare to have any superfluous thoughts about this thing.

Looking at the one-meter-long feather on the chief's head, Feng Chen stood up and said:

"Since everyone chooses to fight to the end, then fight the enemy to the end, but there is a way to everything. ”

"What do you mean?" one of the big men stood up and looked at Feng Chen with respect in his eyes.

"What is the weapon in our hands?" Feng Chen said seriously.

All the big men in the council hall looked at each other, and then looked at the spear in their hands.

Yes, only spears, or wooden, have the advantage of being sharp enough.

Feng Chen came to the center of the meeting hall, put his hands behind his waist, swept his fierce gaze to all the big men, and said:

"With the spears in our hands, we resist the guns in the hands of the enemy, and we will surely die. ”

"Huh?" all the big men were shocked, and the chief's face was gloomy, "So what should we do now?"

"Make weapons!" Feng Chen said these four words and immediately walked out of the conference hall.

The big men glanced at each other, as if they saw the hope of survival, and immediately followed behind Feng Chen.

The group came to the western part of the tribe, where the trees cover the sky and the sun, and snakes, insects, frogs and ants can be seen everywhere.

Feng Chen made a fire, broke a branch the size of a baby's wrist, and put it in the fire to calcinate it slightly.

In the process of calcination, he gradually bent the branches, and only after about three minutes did he take them out.

Only by this time, the branches have retained their curved shape, and they no longer change in the slightest.

"What is this going to do?" all the big men looked confused, but the chief's eyes lit up.

After doing this, Feng Chen ripped another vine from the ground and stripped the most flexible part from the vine.

Finally, he tied the flexible vines to the ends of the branches, and pulled the vines with his hands, only to hear a tense sound.

"What kind of weapon is this?" It was strange that all the big men had a sparkle in their eyes and could make a sound.

Feng Chen didn't answer the question, and took a slender branch again and put it on the vine.

"Whew......"

With a crisp sound, the slender branch flew out at great speed, hitting the trunk of a towering tree.

There was a dead silence in the woods, followed by the sound of gasps.

Everyone's eyes finally converged on Feng Chen.

"Kid, thanks to you this time. ”

"God, we are saved, we are saved!"

"This weapon is much more lethal than a spear, and most importantly, it is a long-range attack weapon. ”

"Now it's good, I'm going to avenge my father, and I'm going to let those people have no return. ”

The woods were filled with cheers, and the chief patted Feng Chen's shoulder, speechless with excitement.

"It's called a bow and arrow," Feng Chen said lightly, and instructed the chief to produce it in large quantities according to the method just now.

At the same time, Feng Chen specially asked the chief to add a little spice to those arrows:

Snake venom!

After the method of making bows and arrows was taught, Feng Chen taught the method of making "blowing arrows".

Originally, he also wanted to teach Zhuge repeaters, trebuchets, and fireball machines......

However, there are no knives and axes here, and only some simple weapon crafting can be carried out.

After that, Feng Chen took the chief and a group of big men to survey the terrain on the island and set traps in many places.

Towards noon, another gunshot was heard along the coast, but there were no casualties.

Obviously, those mysterious people wanted to cause psychological panic to the aborigines of the island, and finally surrendered without a fight.

It's just that they can't help but think too perfectly!

At this time, a cargo ship about the size of a basketball court was docked on the coast of Gille Island, which was very inconspicuous.

But on such a cargo ship, there stood nearly thirty strong men armed with rifles.

Their eyes were cloudy, and their bodies were full of ferocity, and they were staring at the desert island in front of them at the moment.

And in the cabin, two blonde men are sipping red wine and talking:

"Mr. Roma, you should have killed those natives ten years ago and then occupied this desert island. ”

"Haha, I'm not as great as the navigator Columbus, I'm still merciful. ”

"Are you still merciful today? You are already a glorious man of the Empire, and this is the most solid backing. ”

"Well, yes, if I dedicate that thing to the glory of the Empire, I will definitely rise to a higher level. ”

"Hey, Mr. Rohm, didn't you come here across the ocean for revenge?"

"Revenge? You're underestimating me, this island isn't as simple as you seem. ”

"That's?"

"Come here, I'll share this secret with you, and you must not leak it, understand?"

"Understood...... Got it. ”

“......”

"Did you hear me?"

"Mr. Rohm, I really didn't expect it, it turned out to be ......"

"Bang ......"

A gunshot rang out, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Hmph...... Only the dead can keep secrets!"

"Attention everyone, before the sun goes down, be sure to take this deserted island for me. ”