nycdaug Chapter 1633 [Fufu's Bizarre Adventure 25] Powerful Hunting Bow
Chapter 1633 [Fufu's Bizarre Adventure 25] Powerful Hunting Bow
Chapter 1633 [Fufu's Bizarre Adventure 25] Powerful Hunting Bow
Fu Fu originally thought that Feng Ying would take her to the processing shop to buy the most basic finished weapons.
Unexpectedly, Feng Ying turned at the intersection and took them directly to the local hunter gathering place in Lockrak.
Feng Ying found the mustache-faced president and without saying anything, pulled him to a corner where no one was around and said bluntly, "Get me a legal bow."
The mustache president was a little nervous because of her serious attitude, thinking that something big had happened. "Who is using it? You are using it? What level of hunting bow? What are you going to use it for?"
Feng Ying pulled Fu Fu, who was following behind her, to her front, "She uses it, not for hunting or anything, it's just a novice weapon for an apprentice."
"Hunting sand fish!" Fu Fu added, raising her hand.
Chairman of the Little Mustache: “.”
You, a nine-star hunter, came to us with such a threatening look, we thought some super giant ancient dragon was coming to attack us, but it turns out that you came here just to ask for a novice weapon for your apprentice?
Is it necessary to ask me for this? Can't you just go to the store and buy one?
The mustache-wearing president, who came from a businessman background, grumbled in his heart but would not show it on his face or words. He would not miss such an opportunity to do a favor that came right to his door.
"Well, um, it turns out that little Fu Fu doesn't have a novice weapon yet. Then she really needs to get a good one, a hunting bow, right? Let me think about it." The mustache-faced president pretended to be lost in thought.
After pretending to think carefully, just when Feng Ying was about to get impatient, the old man finally spoke, "Of course we have the most common 'hunting bow', but since you've come to me for help, I can't just use that to fool you.
Wait a minute, I'll have someone get a better bow."
After saying that, he pulled over a passing staff member and gave him a few instructions. The latter nodded and left quickly.
During the waiting time, the mustache-faced president took Feng Ying and the others to chat about this and that. Before they knew it, half an hour had passed and the staff member came jogging back, carrying a bow.
President Mustache himself actually didn't know much about hunter equipment, so at his eye signal, the staff member began to introduce it.
"Unlike the 'hunting bow' which is made of iron ore and small pieces of keel, this 'powerful hunting bow' is forged entirely with iron ore as the main material, and uses sticky termites to strengthen the bow body and bowstring.
The maker is also from the guild, an experienced and excellent craftsman, so although the material is humble, its performance is higher than that of ordinary "hunting bows".
At the same time, this bow also has room for improvement. If you can collect higher-level ores such as swiftstone and blue amphibole, and combine them with easily available materials such as herbivorous dragon leather, the performance will be further improved!"
Fu Fu's nose was about to burst after hearing this.
Xianglan was obviously not satisfied. She jumped in front of the president and said, "That's it, meow? You dare to add the prefix 'powerful' to this broken thing, meow?
What good things can be made from iron ore and sticky termites? Isn't this just the most common initial ore weapon?
You old cunning businessman, are you trying to trick us?"
The mustache president was helpless, "I also want to get Fufu a better weapon, but she is just an apprentice now, not even a formal hunter. More advanced things will break the rules."
"Enough, enough! I'm very satisfied!" Fu Fu happily took the "powerful hunting bow" from the staff.
Compared to the ordinary "hunting bow" she had used before, this "powerful hunting bow" was heavier and the bowstring was harder, so it was a little difficult for her to fully pull the bow.
But that's a good thing.
She is currently in the initial period of rapid growth in strength. Perhaps in a few days, she will be able to fully adapt to this "powerful hunting bow".
Seeing that the user was satisfied, Fengying and Xianglan didn't say anything more.
The group said goodbye to President Moustache and left the Hunter's Gathering House.
As soon as they walked out of the meeting hall, Xianglan jumped up and patted Fufu on the forehead, "You act too excited, meow, that shrewd old man is obviously trying to curry favor with Fengying, meow.
It would be fine if he could come up with something better, but exchanging this broken bow for a favor from Feng Ying is too much of a loss, meow!"
Fu Fu, who was holding her new weapon with a silly smile on her face, finally realized that she had too little social experience after all, and looked at Feng Ying with embarrassment.
Feng Ying waved her hands and said indifferently: "It's okay, although the old guy is a shrewd man, he is not a profiteer.
My favors are not so cheap, and the guy with the mustache knows it in his heart. This is just to accumulate some goodwill."
"Hmph, at least you know what's going on." Xianglan wrinkled her nose.
Mushroom, who had been silent the whole time, pulled the corner of Laffu's clothes and whispered in her ear, "See, meow. I told you they have a very good relationship, meow."
"Really."
Xianglan and Fengying both rolled their eyes.
"Okay, the weapons issue has been resolved." Feng Ying turned around and said to Fu Fu, "I have something else to do. I won't get involved in the fishing fleet's affairs. Go and have fun by yourself.
With Xianglan by your side, you don't have to worry about encountering any danger.
But remember, there are many monsters living in the sand sea, and most of them will lurk underground. Always pay attention to the vibrations under your feet and don't be careless.
If you really encounter a powerful monster, don't go towards it, you are not qualified, just throw this thing over." Feng Ying pointed at Xianglan and said.
Xianglan bared her fangs at her in dissatisfaction.
Feng Ying seemed to be going to meet someone, so she took the mushrooms and left. Fu Fu excitedly returned to her residence and took the arrows she had prepared in advance.
Although there are still two days before the fishing fleet sets sail, she can't wait.
Xianglan licked her paws and said, "Don't expect too much, meow. Fishing in the sand sea is not an easy and pleasant thing in the desert, and the sand boat is not a comfortable means of transportation, meow.
The small sand boat over at the dock should be ready, meow. Let's go over there now and take a look around the nearby desert to see if you can adapt.
If you get seasick, then there's no need to tell you what's going on. Meow, I hope you didn't inherit your parents' weakness. "
"My parents' weaknesses? What are their weaknesses? How come I don't know them?" Fu Fu didn't pay much attention to the first half of the sentence, but the last half aroused her interest.
Xianglan's expression became a little complicated, with worry and a bit of gloating.
It didn't give a direct answer, but said vaguely: "You will understand when you get on the small sand boat later, meow."
When they returned to the dock, the sand boat that was to take them out to acclimate to the environment was indeed ready.
After listening to Xianglan's explanation, she realized that these small sand boats, which were only six or seven meters long, were very fast, and their speed and flexibility far exceeded those of large ships like the "Shalongwan".
But it seems that none of them have anything to do with the word "comfortable".
Fu Fu didn't care. After all, she went to the sand sea not for sightseeing but for excitement.
The person in charge of operating this small sand boat is a young fisherman who looks to be in his early twenties and has a thin build.
The captain of the boat had said before that he would find the person with the worst driving skills to take them out, but the young fisherman did not agree with this statement.
According to the young crew member, his skills in operating the sand boat are superb, but his driving style is relatively "violent", and those slow-moving guys can't adapt to it.
The moment when the small sand boat rushed out of the dock.
Fufu felt her soul fly away
(End of this chapter)