On March 7, 2016, the weather was cloudy.

In the park at the foot of Yunshan, thousands of dirty-dressed humans were cleaning up the huge rocks rolling down from the foot of the mountain under the surveillance of the surrounding barbarians.

A fat man in his twenties was holding a stone, erecting his big belly, and moving forward with his feet hesitating, panting like an old bellows.

He felt that he couldn't hold on anymore, so he might as well die.

He has never been so traumatized since he was a child.

The blood blisters in his hands, his sore arms, and his almost broken waist, have been living like years almost every day in the past two days. He could feel that every cell, and even every fat molecule in his body, was strongly protesting.

rest!

rest!

He was eager to rest!

In just two days, he felt like he had lost weight, and his beloved fat was quickly leaving him.

He held the stone and walked to the foot of the mountain in the distance with difficulty. He threw the stone down and walked to a hidden corner. Finally, he couldn't hold on. His legs were trembling and he sat on the ground.

A strong sense of comfort spread throughout his body. He felt a little numb all over his body and couldn't help but moan.

"I really want to sit down for the rest of my life!"

Not long after sitting, the fat man noticed keenly that many people around him were winking at him frequently.

The fat man immediately felt something was wrong and hurriedly watched around.

I saw a barbarian in the distance walking towards him with a striking stride. His face was cold and ferocious, and his eyes were as sharp as a hawk and falcon with a strong murderous intent. The fat man was so scared that he shivered all over and immediately rolled and crawled up.

However, it was still late.

"Damn it!" The barbarian cursed in a common language with hatred expressions, waved his long whip, without any effort or scruples in his hands.

The whip made a sensational whistle. The next moment, the fat man's clothes exploded instantly, and a deep wound appeared on his fair back. The yellow fat and bright red muscles rolled to both sides, and even the white ribs could be faintly visible.

After suffering such a heavy blow, the fat man's eyes bulged like a light bulb, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood was mixed with fragments of internal organs, and he fell to the ground with only his whole body twitching.

The barbarian whipped a whip but couldn't relieve his regret. He whipped more than a dozen whips hard, and countless flesh and foam mixed with fragments of clothes were flying all over the sky.

The barbarian kicked away the corpse that had been whipped into a pile of rotten meat with the last kick, glanced at the lowly slaves coldly, and left with great strides.

...

"Damn rat!"

Dabono's giant axe slashed into the air at an office building that had been dozens of floors. A strong wind suddenly rose, and a red energy flashed away. The whole building shook slightly, and a thin slit that seemed to have been cut by a laser appeared on the building. Not long after, the upper half of the building slowly slid down the thin slit.

There was a loud bang of "Boom!"

The ground was shaking violently, and nearly 10,000 tons of weight fell to the ground, making a loud noise, and smoke and dust soared into the sky like mushroom clouds.

Dabono was panting, and the anger in his eyes had almost turned into substance.

These days, the god of courage, Dabono, became more and more irritable. The endless sneak attacks in this world made the evil fire surge in His heart.

Before entering this world, the number of expeditionary troops formed by believers was nearly 60,000. Now, after repeated attacks, there are only less than 3,000 left. Of course, most of them died from the overwhelming counterattacks of the natives here when they first entered this world.

However, for the God of Courage, the kind of person who faces head-on and suffers casualties, He is at most heartache and not angry.

When he invaded this world, he was mentally prepared to fail or even fall. If this world was so easy to conquer, how could he get His turn?

What really makes Him angry are those cowardly, despicable, shameless, and hiding mice.

They hid in dark corners and used those strange weapons to sneak attack and kill them one by one. Their outfits were disguised as weak civilians in this world, and even their physical fitness was not much stronger.

Even if He could not tell with his own eyes which one was a warrior in this world and which one was a civilian.

This made Dabono, who originally thought he had successfully gained a foothold in this world and could begin to spread the faith and reap the blame.

The huge losses now have made all the barbarians begin to fear. No matter how powerful the warrior is, he is also upset in his heart when facing such invisible attacks.

"Humiliated blasphemer, I was ready to be kind to wait for you to surrender to me and become my relatives, but obviously you have given up your last precious opportunity." His eyes were filled with anger and he murmured to himself.

As a god of a highly intelligent creature, He naturally would not make the mistake of treating the head and feet. These sneak attackers obviously came from the command of this kingdom (in His opinion, this city is a powerful kingdom)

As long as they hit the resistance forces of this country hard, they will completely understand and deeply despair, how much they resist, and then control the kings of this country, the soldiers who attacked the sneak attack will naturally no longer be a problem.

The next moment, He suddenly kicked the ground, the streets were covered with spider-web-like cracks, and a circle of infrasound waves spread instantly.

At the same time, the body soared into the sky like a rocket.

More than ten seconds later, He stood thousands of meters above the altitude, looked at the groups of magical war machines in this world in the distance, and sneered and swooped down.

...

"Welcome!" A beautiful shopping guide smiled at the counter of the cold weapon store inside the mall.

"Where is the arrow?" Chen Shouyi asked, carrying a briefcase.

"Please come with me!" the shopping guide smiled.

Chen Shouyi came to the arrow counter and looked at the common ordinary arrows:

"Why has the price increased?"

Ordinary metal arrows like this are just over ten yuan per piece, and the better one is only over twenty, but now they have risen to more than forty?

"I'm really sorry, the price of crude steel has soared recently, and the cost of processing has also soared. There is nothing we can do about it." The shopping guide quickly explained.

Chen Shouyi knew it in his heart: "Get an arrow and show it to me."

The shopping guide took out one and handed it over.

Chen Shouyi picked up the arrow and checked it. He found that the processing quality was a bit lower than before, and the arrow body was much rougher. Fortunately, there was no problem with the balance and center of gravity.

"I want three hundred, not five hundred!"

"More...how much!" The shopping guide said with a stuttering look wide and stuttering.

Now it is not as good as before. There are fewer rich people. She can afford to pay out ten thousand and already has a wealth of money. She thought she was just purchasing a small business of more than a dozen or twenty, but she didn't expect that she was indeed a big customer.

"Five hundred pieces, is there any problem?"

"No problem, no problem!" said the shopping guide quickly.

"I will also give me twenty of this armor-breaking arrow." Then Chen Shouyi pointed to the arrow with a dark color and said.

The tungsten steel arrow used for this armor-breaking arrow is quite hard. It is said that a 300-pound battle bow can penetrate two centimeters thick standard steel plates within ten meters.

"How much does it cost in total?" Chen Shouyi asked.

"Total 26500!"

...

After paying the money, Chen Shouyi walked out of the mall with his heavy quiver and looked up at the gloomy sky.
Chapter completed!