In the bedroom.

Chen Shouyi held the battle bow in his hand, pulled it open, and slowly released the bowstring.

The air buzzed.

After pulling it seven or eight times in a row, his arm began to tremble slightly, and he continued to pull it twice before he finally stopped.

"This bow is really too heavy." He sighed and said in his heart.

Don't look at it, he can now pull it apart several times in a row, but it is not easy to use in actual combat.

First, the speed of pulling the bowstring is too slow.

The heavier the bow, the more effort it is, the slower it is to pull it open.

A battle of his level can be described as lightning. At this kind of bow-drawing speed, the enemy is already approaching the attack before the bow is drawn.

Secondly, the arms inevitably tremble, which greatly reduces the accuracy.

Chen Shouyi disassembled the bow and placed it again, rubbed his sore arms.

The shell girl on the bed faced a small mirror, pulled the hem of her skirt, looked left and right, and looked beautiful.

Since she got the small mirror, she hasn't looked at it enough every day and doesn't even play with glass beads.

The mirror is a makeup mirror for women and can be opened with a close and opened.

The diameter is about five centimeters.

It’s not that Chen Shouyi doesn’t want to buy smaller mirrors, such as those the size of a little finger. But this is already the smallest mirror he can buy.

Now he has filled a drawer with this kind of mirror.

There are 50 in number.

Enough to deal with it for a while.

"What a giant, why don't I grow tall?" Shell girl's little head was thinking about again. She suddenly looked at Chen Shouyi and asked with curious look on her face.

"How tall do you want to grow?" Chen Shouyi glanced at her and said curiously.

"As high as a mountain!" The shell girl compared her hands in a very tall position: "You are even taller than a good giant...one!"

Obviously, Chen Shouyi's transformation today deeply stimulated her.

"If you grow tall, you won't be cute." Chen Shouyi laughed silently and said, "You are the cutest of this."

When the shell girl heard this, she stopped making a sound. She stared at Chen Shouyi's face carefully for a while, then looked around in front of the mirror, her face constantly changing, as if she was more important, which one is more important, high or cute.

After a long time, she sighed:

"Then I'd better not grow taller!"

Chen Shouyi felt suffocated and his face turned dark. He wanted to ask, what does this sentence mean?

But if you think about it, I am a martial artist and have nothing to worry about with such a little guy with a lack of roots.

...

“Woo woo…”

In the train station, gasoline lamps brightly turn on the lights here.

With a whistle sounding, a steam train slowly approached the station and finally stopped.

The carriage opened and the crowd walked down.

In one of the carriages, a pedestrian with a beard was walking out of the car. He was burly and looked thirty or forty years old, with a haggard face and bloodshot eyes. The pedestrians around him were frightened by his momentum and subconsciously made a way out.

He walked out of the station, stopped under a street light, reached into his pocket and fumbled for a while, took out a pack of cigarettes, took out one and lit it, and took a deep breath, then squatted on the ground without any image, with a blank look.

"Mortal, are you hesitating?"

"Damn it!" A hint of irritability flashed across his face, and he squeezed the cigarette into pieces with nerves.

"You don't think you have been completely safe from my control, right?" The whispering voice seemed far and near, unpredictable, like a devil's thoughts sounded in his heart.

"What the hell did you do to me?" he shouted in a low voice, his face slightly hysterical: "Get out of my head."

"I have raised you from death and given you the strength to surpass all your humanity... My powerful warrior, all your struggles and resistance are in vain..."

A policeman patrolling in the distance saw the man talking to himself, looking crazy, and felt suspicious. He held a whistle in his mouth, held his hand and walked past him vigilantly.

"Sorry, please show your household registration certificate or letter of introduction."

With the rampant cults, Jiangnan Province has now become extremely strict with the movement of people in various places. In addition to the refugees migrated by the official organization, ordinary people must hold letters of introduction issued by local administrative units with official seals and signatures when they think of another city.

The middle-aged man quickly calmed down when he heard this. He looked up at him, touched his pocket, and took out a piece of paper that was folded randomly.

The police took it with a look of alertness and opened it and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a letter of introduction issued by the military.

"Comrade Xiao Changming, I'm sorry to bother!" The police quickly returned the letter of introduction to the other party: "But it's late at night now, so it's better not to stay here. If you can't find a hotel, I can take you there."

"Thank you, no need!"

Xiao Changming said in a low voice, his body had already stood up, and under the light of the street light, there was a hint of gloom and distortion on his face.

...

The next morning, Chen Shouyi saw Qin Liuyuan on the road.

He was walking through the street with a group of warriors talking and laughing.

It was not until several people disappeared from their sight that Chen Shouyi withdrew his gaze.

"Are you still not giving up?"

Maybe it was because he was young, or maybe it was because his strength had been improving rapidly, and he had never experienced the despair and helplessness of his strength stagnation for a long time. It was difficult for him to understand the strong sense of insecurity in Qin Liuyuan's heart.

Over the past year, the number of deaths of warriors in Hedong City has almost exceeded the total number of deaths in these twenty years.

The only one who died was Qin Liuyuan.

Warriors are a high-risk profession, and the shadow of death has always enveloped this group of people.

This insecurity has become even stronger since Cui Ziwen refused to be summoned and was killed.

Although the above, except Cui Ziwen, he just let go of other warriors, and killing monkeys to warn the chickens, all warriors were convinced by it. However, the signs of dissatisfaction had already emerged secretly.

Many folk warriors are just a group of mercenaries in their self-definition.

The city government pays money and they complete the task. If it is too dangerous, they have the right to refuse. This has been done in the past twenty years and has never changed.

But in the eyes of the municipal government, folk warriors are non-staff military personnel. Like militias, they have the right to force recruitment or even join the army when special circumstances occur.

The huge difference in the two concepts is the source of all dissatisfaction.

This is especially true among veteran warriors. After the changes, the newly promoted warriors can accept all this with greater ease.

...

Three days later, another world.

Chen Shouyi finished gnawing a half-cooked animal's legs and threw the leg bone about a ruler in his hand to the side.

"It should be almost done!"

He picked up the war bow on the ground, moved his muscles, his hands blurred slightly, and an arrow hit the string and pulled it violently, with a buzzing sound, the entire war bow was pulled into a full moon.

"It took 0.3 seconds!" Chen Shouyi thought to himself.

"The tremor of the hands has also improved a lot!"

In the past three days, his power attribute has finally increased by 0.1 to 16.2.

Although the increase is not large and the strength only increases by about fifty or sixty kilograms, the effect is immediate. Now this bow can carry out a certain practical battle.

He aimed at a big tree of thickness fifty meters ahead.

The next moment, the fingers loosen the bowstring.

"boom"

A sound explosion cloud emerged out of thin air, making Chen Shouyi's hair fly, and the arrows fly without a trace in an instant.

"What a giant, you're so awesome." The shell girl next to her quickly clapped her hands excitedly and shouted loudly.

Chen Shouyi had no expression on his face.

How do you feel? Why is it not right?

"I guess my hand trembled when I ejaculated."

He glanced at the shell girl who knew she was shouting, and pulled out another arrow, quickly opened it, and then glanced for a while, then the shameless arrow moved and aimed at a big tree about a rice-sized tree more than ten meters away in front.

"I will definitely be able to shoot this time. If I don't shoot, I'll eat shit!"

"boom!"

Almost as his fingers loosened the bowstring, the arrows instantly hit the big tree like a stream of light, blowing out a small hole.

The shell girl cheered loudly again.
To be continued...