Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
In repeated archery training, Dudian's accuracy increased rapidly.
Before his arms trembled out of control, almost every arrow could hit the target, and seven out of ten arrows could hit the red heart.
If ordinary people want to achieve such a result, at least It took three to five years of hard training to achieve this, but with Dudian's hunter physique, he achieved such rapid progress in just about two months.
Of course, this is inseparable from his extreme training day and night.
In addition to accuracy, almost every one of Dudian's arrows penetrated the target, and the lethality was significantly improved.
However, his consecutive arrows made no progress at all.
When the young instructor came to test his results, he was immediately furious. .
"You, you have learned this level in half a month and your posture when drawing arrows is so ugly.
You are too lazy.
Don't think that you master the magic mark and you are a hunter.
When it comes to hunting outside the wall, you can only hunt some scavengers.
You can kill them all."
"You're a dead low-level monster."
The young instructor angrily announced, "Since you can't even learn arrows and like to be lazy, starting from tomorrow, you will give me another month of basic arrow training.
Do you know your mistake?"
Dudian originally thought it would be a hellish punishment, but he didn't expect to still practice basic archery.
He couldn't help but smile in his heart, and his joy also showed a little from the corners of his mouth.
Such a "non-concern" look made the young instructor even more furious.
Therefore, in the next month, the young instructor greatly increased Dudian's daily archery workload, suddenly increasing it to 2,200.
In his opinion, such overload training has completely exceeded Dudian's physical ability.
If not If you meet the target on time, there will be no dinner.
Without dinner, the training will be slower the next day.
In this way, you will fall into a vicious cycle.
You will face an overload of training every day, which will make a person overworked and even collapse.
This can greatly temper your willpower.
This is also the purpose of the training of the young instructors.
Although it is said to be punishment, the consortium's style is mainly about profit, and using punishment as the purpose of punishment is not what the consortium wants.
Therefore, even though it is punishment, it is still focused on improving Dudian's certain abilities.
Dudian's archery count had already reached 2,800 arrows, and the "super high standard" set by the young instructor for him had long been easily surpassed.
He continued to immerse himself in his archery insights.
The world outside the wall, Area 1 of the Mellon Consortium.
Unlike other areas under the Mellon Consortium, there are almost no dilapidated high-rise buildings, buildings and metal debris everywhere in District 1.
It is extremely empty, like a vast wilderness, without weeds, and occasionally broken and collapsed highways can be seen.
The road has long been covered with thick moss and dust, indicating that this area was once an urban area.
However, there is not a complete building visible around.
The ground is covered with gravel and bloodstains, and corpses are rarely seen.
The bloodstains turned into light red water under the erosion of the disaster and flowed to every corner of the rock crevices.
When they dried, they turned into natural and beautiful patterns, which were imprinted on the ground.
On the earth.
At this moment, next to a pile of corpses with a ruined wall, five figures appeared like ghostly shadows, quietly clinging to the wall and looking at the broken street next to the ruined wall.
There were two dents half a foot deep in the ground.
About one meter long.
Next to the dent, there was a pile of dark dirt that exuded a strong and pungent odor.
If you looked carefully, you could see some bone residue and corroded metal in the dirt.
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One of the figures quietly stepped forward, picked up a stone and poked the dirt gently.
Seeing that it was soft and pulpy, he immediately came back quietly and whispered: "Judging from the hardness, it should not have been left here for more than two hours."
"Chase."
One of them said.
The five people set off quickly and quietly followed the huge dent in the ground to catch up.
A quarter of an hour later, one of them suddenly made a gesture to stop.
The man lowered his voice and said solemnly: "I smell it, it's at three o'clock ahead, about eight thousand meters away from us."
"Very well, prepare yourself and ambush us from behind.
The four of us will join."
One of the team leaders said excitedly.
The man just nodded before, but his expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly said: "Hurry up and hide." puff From the ground under the feet of several people, several pitch-black sharp weapons like claws shot out in vain, one of which pierced the vest of the person who spoke and passed through his heart.
The hunter's headquarters is in an old castle by the Neal River.
A piece of information was sent from the window by the black crow and fell on the table.
When he saw the red mark on the lower left corner of the envelope, West, who was enjoying afternoon tea with the maid, narrowed his pupils.
He didn't care to continue eating and drinking leisurely.
He quickly pushed away the charming maid and sat down at his desk.
With a solemn expression, he quickly opened the envelope.
"The "Black Weaver" appeared in Area 1 and killed three hunters."
West couldn't help but change his face when he saw the content of the intelligence, and hurriedly checked what happened.
"On the way to track the "Mountain Lion", the Sixth Team, , was attacked and hunted by the "Black Weaver", and only the captain and one team member escaped with serious injuries. " "Finally you can't bear it anymore, you damn beast?"
West clenched the letter pad, and the next moment, he quickly pulled out the letter pad, stuffed the letter paper intact into his letter pad, hung it on Black Crow's foot, and patted it.
He patted the black crow's feathers and said, "Go to Glalie's place."
The black crow screamed harshly, fluttering its wings and flying out of the window.
Hunter training ground.
Dudian trained as usual, constantly drawing and shooting arrows, and his accuracy became increasingly sharp.
He even wanted to find some moving targets to practice his skills on.
It was almost lunch time.
Suddenly, the young instructor hurried to the training ground.
After finding Dudian, he immediately handed him a letter and gasped: "This is an emergency sign given to you by the consortium.
There is a situation outside the wall. , there is a temporary shortage of free hunters, your "Fearer" magic mark primary ability is super smell, right?
The consortium asked you to go outside the wall with the team to perform an emergency mission, so hurry up and prepare. " Dudian couldn't help but stop, a little surprised, "But I'm still training."
"This is an emergency sign.
As long as you are not performing other tasks outside the wall and cannot be contacted, you must put down all your work and respond to the call of the consortium."
The young instructor spoke quickly and said: "Your hunter armor has been ordered.
It's ready and will be sent to you later.
Stop now.
Don't waste your energy anymore.
Go and replenish it.
Someone will pick you up and take you outside the wall soon."
"It's so urgent."
Dudian quickly put down his bow, no longer wasting energy, "Are there no other hunters taking a break?"
"The other hunters are either recuperating or have important matters, otherwise the headquarters would not send you, a newcomer, to such a dangerous place."
The young instructor urged: "Move quickly
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