Dawn of a New Era

On March 7, 2016, the weather was overcast.

In the park at the foot of Yunshan Mountain, thousands of people in messy clothes were cleaning up the boulders that rolled down from the foot of the mountain, under the watchful eyes of the surrounding barbarians.

A fat man in his twenties was holding a stone, with a big belly, he walked forward hesitantly, panting like an old bellows.

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

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

With blood blisters on his hands, sore arms, and almost broken waist, for the past two days, he has lived almost like a year. He could feel that every cell and even every fat molecule in his whole body was strongly protesting against him.

rest!

rest!

He desperately needs a break!

In just two days, he felt that he had lost a lot of weight, and those beloved fats were leaving him quickly.

Holding the stone, he struggled to the foot of the distant mountain, dropped the stone, and walked to a hidden corner. Finally, he couldn't hold on anymore, his legs were trembling, and he sat down on the ground.

A strong sense of comfort spread throughout his body, he felt a little numb all over, and couldn't help moaning.

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

After sitting for a short time, the fat man keenly noticed that there were many people around and winked at him frequently.

Fatty immediately sensed something was wrong, and hurriedly looked around.

I saw a barbarian striding towards him in the distance. His face was cold and ferocious, and there was a strong killing intent in his sharp eagle-like eyes. The fat man was so frightened that he trembled all over, and immediately stood up rolling and crawling.

However, it was too late.

"Damn you bastard!" The barbarian cursed in a low-pitched common language with hatred on his face, and swung his long whip without any strength or scruples in his hands.

The whip made a piercing whistling sound, and the next moment the fat man's clothes burst open, a deep wound appeared on his white back, the yellow fat and bright red muscles rolled to both sides, and even the dark white ribs were faintly visible.

Suffering such a heavy blow, the fat man's eyes bulged like light bulbs, and he fell straight to the ground, only twitching all over his body.

Blood continuously overflowed from the corner of his mouth, mixed with fragments of internal organs. Obviously, this blow had completely shattered his internal organs.

The barbarian whipped a whip and couldn't get rid of his hatred, so he repeatedly whipped more than a dozen times vigorously, and countless pieces of meat mixed with pieces of clothes flew all over the sky.

The barbarian kicked away the corpses that had been whipped into a pile of rotten flesh. He coldly glanced at the lowly slaves and strode away.

...

"Damn rat!"

Dabono swung the huge ax at an office building with dozens of floors, slashed in the air, a gust of wind picked up, a flash of red energy flashed away, the whole building shook slightly, and a slanting wave appeared on the building. As if the slit had been cut by a laser, it didn't take long before the upper half of the building slowly slid down the slit.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise.

The ground shook violently, nearly 10,000 tons of weight fell to the ground, making a loud noise, and smoke and dust shot up into the sky like a mushroom cloud.

Dabono was out of breath, and the anger in his eyes had almost turned into substance.

These days, Dabono, the god of courage, has become more and more irritable. The endless sneak attacks of this world make him feel evil fire in his heart.

Before stepping into this world, there were nearly 60,000 believers who formed an expeditionary army. Now under repeated attacks, there are only less than 3,000 left. Of course, most of them died when they first entered this world. Indigenous counterattack overwhelming.

But for the God of Courage, the kind of head-on confrontation that resulted in casualties, at most, he was only heartbroken, not angry.

He was already mentally prepared to fail or even fall when he invaded this world. If this world is so easy to conquer, how could it be his turn.

What really makes him angry are those cowardly, vile, shameless, hiding mice.

They hid in dark corners and used those strange weapons to sneak attack and kill them one by one. Their costumes were disguised as weak civilians in this world,

Even physical fitness is not much stronger.

Even with his own eyes, he couldn't tell which one was a soldier of this world and which one was a commoner.

This gave Dabono, who thought he had successfully established a foothold in this world and started to spread the harvest belief, a blow.

Today's huge loss has already made all the barbarians start to fear, no matter how powerful a warrior is, they are also beating drums in their hearts in the face of this kind of murderous attack.

"Humble blasphemers, I originally planned to be merciful and wait for you to surrender to me and become my followers, but obviously you gave up the last precious opportunity." With anger in his eyes, he whispered to himself.

As the god of a highly intelligent creature, He naturally would not make the mistake of treating the head for a headache and treating the foot for a foot. These sneak attacking fighters obviously came from the order of this country (in his view, this city is a powerful country)

As long as the resistance force of this country is severely hit, let them fully understand and deeply despair, what kind of existence they are resisting for, and then control the king of this country, and those sneak attacking fighters will naturally no longer be a problem.

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

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

Ten seconds later, he stood at an altitude of thousands of meters, looked at groups of magical war machines in this world in the distance, and swooped down with a sinister grin.

...

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

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

"Come with me!" the shopping guide smiled.

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

"Why did the price increase?"

Ordinary metal arrows like this one cost more than ten yuan a piece, and at least twenty yuan, but now they have risen to more than forty?

"I'm really sorry. The price of crude steel has skyrocketed recently, and the cost of processing has also soared. There is no way to do this." The shopping guide lady quickly explained.

Chen Shouyi knew it in his heart: "Show me an arrow."

The shopping guide lady took out one and handed it over.

Chen Shouyi picked up the arrow and checked it. He found that the processing quality had declined compared to before, and the arrow body was also much rougher. It used to be exquisite like a handicraft, but now it is rough like an unfinished product. Fortunately, there are no problems with the balance and center of gravity.

"I want three hundred, not six hundred!"

"How much... How much!" The shopping guide lady stuttered with her eyes widened upon hearing this.

Now it is no different than before. There are very few rich people. If you can spend 10,000 yuan, you are already a lot of money. She thought she was just buying a small business of a dozen or twenty pieces, but she turned out to be a big customer.

"Six hundred, is there a problem?"

"No problem, no problem!" The shopping guide lady said quickly.

"Give me twenty armor-piercing arrows of this kind." Then Chen Shouyi pointed to the armor-piercing arrows with dark arrows and said.

The tungsten steel arrows used for this armor-piercing arrow are quite hard. It is said that a 300-pound war bow can shoot through a standard two-centimeter-thick steel plate within ten meters.

"How much is the total?" Chen Shouyi asked.

"A total of 28,500!"

...

After paying the money, Chen Shouyi walked out of the shopping mall with a heavy quiver in his hand, rolled out his bicycle from the parking lot, looked up at the gloomy sky, kicked his feet, stepped on the bicycle, and quickly headed home.

ps: It’s too late today, there must be two updates tomorrow