Zhan Tian breathed a sigh of relief, but then, he felt very inappropriate.

There are inexplicably more other things in his body, and it is still a living willow rhizome! This makes him a little worried, worried that one day, this willow root will send out new shoots and finally grow into a towering tree!

"A big tree grows within the body?"

In front of Zhantian's eyes, he couldn't help but emerge a terrifying scene of emerald green willow branches suddenly breaking out of his body and tearing him to pieces!

With an inexplicable chill all over his body, he quickly swept these distracting thoughts out of his mind.

In any case, Ryune's ability to recover from fatigue and speed up his recovery from injuries is extremely useful to him.

As for the future......

Let's get through the current crisis first!

Opening the cloth bag beside him, he began to examine his "harvest" on the garbage heap!

A piece of tattered leather, two broken leather belts, a small beast band a foot long, a small spur in the shape of a slingshot, a small ball of thread, half a whetstone, a bunch of dried chili peppers eaten by insects, large and small rusty nails and a few rusty iron bars, and four rag bags.

This is what Zhan Tian found in the stations on both sides, and what he found that was useful to himself.

Glancing at the objects on the ground, he first found a sharper iron nail, and then sharpened it a few times on top of the half-whetstone, making it sharper.

Pick up the tattered piece of leather, compare it to the soles of your feet, and cut it little by little with an iron nail.

After about a cup of tea, the two leather soles barely took shape.

Take the most broken cloth bag, put it on the top of your feet, and then use iron nails to cut it little by little.

The time was not long, and the six rough half-moon fabrics were also successfully made.

Half-moon fabrics are stacked on top of each other, pressed against the leather soles, and then used iron nails to pierce small holes not far apart.

After finishing these, Zhan Tian took out the small thread ball, shook off the silk thread, and slowly connected the fabric to the sole.

The process is slow, because the moonlight at night is not very bright, and the material tools are too simple, and it is not easy to make it strong.

It took him a long time to connect the upper to the sole, and then he overlapped the two "moon tips" of the upper, and the upper part was slightly inclined inward, and then connected.

The rear part needs to be done with a "pocket heel", otherwise the shoes will fall off if you don't lift your feet.

He repeated the same step on top of the rest of the material.

After nearly half an hour, a pair of simple and rough, but relatively sturdy three-layer cloth shoes were successfully made.

I put the shoes on and tried them on, and they felt like they fit perfectly.

Of course it fits a foot than one's own foot!

This simple way of making shoes was learned by him from his aunt.

Mille-feuille shoes were extremely rare in the era of his existence, but when he was a child, his aunt made a pair for each of the three brothers and sisters, which were extremely comfortable to wear, and they were one of the warm memories of his childhood.

But the real mille-feuille bottom is far more complex and sturdy than his!

Retracting his gaze looking up at the starry sky, Zhan Tian sat down again, and connected the two leather belts together.

Previously, at the East Station, he had inquired about following the warriors out hunting.

According to other war slaves, the most basic and necessary skill for being a war slave is "climbing trees!"

Zhantian can't climb trees, although he was born in the countryside, but now most of the rural families are one or two children, and the high-risk game of climbing trees has long been strictly forbidden by adults.

But if you can't climb trees, you can't beat migrant workers!

With this leather belt, whether it is a big tree, a small tree, smooth or rough, Zhantian can easily climb it! Moreover, it will definitely not be slower than the average war slave.

Lowering the leather belt, he picked up the little hard branch again.

Use iron nails to carve shallow grooves at the two upper ends of the "Ya" shape. Then tie the beast's leather bands firmly to the ends of the small branches.

Pulled, this rubber band is not very strong, but for his current arm strength, it is just right.

This slingshot, one thing is missing, which is the slingshot skin wrapped in stones.

However, the slingshot he made should actually be called a "crossbow", which is used to fire special crossbow arrows.

Putting the crossbow down, he took out three more rusty iron bars more than half a foot long.

Looking around, he got up and walked to a stone bench.

An iron bar is pressed under the stone bench, and a small hook is bent from the front, and then it is bent and folded from the middle.

The bars couldn't fit perfectly, so he lifted the stone bench again, pressed the bars underneath it, and then pressed the stone bench with his feet to flatten it.

Once made, the bar is folded together from the middle, and then the lower part is bent back into a hook.

This thing is a bit like the "hook and sickle" spear head part of the ancient earth, but it is much smaller, and the whole is only three inches long.

This is repeated, and the three small crossbow arrows are preliminarily completed.

Back next to the fence, he began to sharpen the crossbow arrow on top of the half-cut whetstone.

After grinding twice, he picked up the remaining three cloth bags and covered the whetstone and his right hand to minimize the grinding noise.

He's just a newcomer, and if he makes other grumpy war slaves sleep, it's going to cause trouble!

Fortunately, all he chose were iron bars with some sharp heads, and after about two sticks of incense, the arrows of the three crossbow arrows were already shining in the moonlight, and they looked good!

Take out a crossbow arrow, put the iron hook below on the rubber band and pull it apart, then shoot it four times and make a few strokes.

This is still "good looking!"

This crossbow is only crude from the materials it has picked up, and it is not very powerful in reality.

But Zhan Tian estimated that it would definitely be possible to break through the skin and flesh of ordinary beasts. If you shoot in a vital place such as the eye, you can also cause serious damage to the target, or even kill!

In the era in which Zhantian lived, even in the countryside, the slingshot was almost extinct! However, there was no one in the small mountain village, and he played it when he was a child, and he also came up with ingenuity to make this simple, but lethal "bullet crossbow!"

Although he was severely reprimanded by his uncle in the end and took away the crossbow, he still remembered this simple production method.

Finally, he took out the moth-eaten dried peppers, found a wooden stick and crushed them, and wrapped them up.

"That's all there is to it for now. Zhan Tian looked at the rest of the materials and thought to himself.

He still wants to make two things, but tomorrow he may have to assist the warrior to go out hunting, so he must rest for a while!

Look at the moon in the sky, it should be past midnight at this moment.

Outside the fence of the station, there were occasional howls of wolves and the howls of unknown beasts.

However, Zhan Tian had no time to pay attention to these, and at this moment, there was a gurgling and screaming in his belly, and bursts of burning hunger were constantly impacting.

"Don't worry! In another three or four hours, you can properly sacrifice your Five Organs Temple!" Zhan Tian patted his shriveled stomach, tightened the rags around his waist again, and muttered to himself.

Sorting the items into a cloth bag, placing it behind him, and covering the other two cloth bags on his body, Zhan Tian quickly fell asleep.

In his sleep, he dreamed that outside the war slave station, a cart was pushed, on which were placed whole fat chickens, roast pork legs dripping with fat, fried fat fish that were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

His eyes were blue and he threw himself at the cart......