I've been transported to the orc continent.

Chapter 177 Great Interest

Time passed in the midst of their busy work. After the sun set, the beastmen who had gone out to gather resources returned. As soon as Feng transformed into human form and emerged from behind the tree, he was stopped by Bai Ling.

He carried a bow and arrows on his back and said mysteriously, "Father, I've made something good. Come and see it with me."

Before Feng could speak, the orc who had returned with him asked, "Ling, what have you done now? Bring it here for us to see."

Bai Ling patted the bow and arrows he was carrying on his back and laughed, "This is it."

The orcs' eyes all fell on the bow and arrow on Bai Ling's body. It was just a piece of wood with a string tied to it. It didn't look like it could be eaten or had any practical use. So why was it a good thing?

There was doubt in Feng's eyes, but even more so, trust in his son. He asked, "Ling, how do I use this?"

Bai Ling pointed to a spot not far away: "Father, there are a few trees over there. When you get there, you'll know what a bow and arrow are for."

Feng said, "This is called a bow and arrow, then let's give it a try." He patted his son on the shoulder, "Ling, you said this is very useful, so it will definitely be very useful."

A group of orcs followed Bai Ling to a spot fifty or sixty meters away from the tree. After Bai Ling stopped, all the orcs also stopped.

Bai Ling had his people stand around him. Then he drew his bow, aimed his arrow at the tree, and released it. The arrow flew out like a meteor, striking the tree trunk squarely.

To impress his people, Bai Ling used all his strength to draw the bowstring, his thumb aching terribly. To aim, he held the bowstring still, his fingers aching terribly, without moving an inch.

The moment the arrow pierced the air and flew away, Bai Ling breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not immediately put down the bow in his hand. Instead, he remained in the posture of drawing the bow and shooting the arrow.

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The arrow was embedded in the tree trunk, its fletching still swaying slightly. The surrounding beastmen remained motionless, not daring to even blink.

They must have seen it right, the stick with the feather stuck on it flew out and stuck into the tree trunk!

The orcs looked at the still-trembling arrow, then at Bai Ling holding the bow, their eyes first filled with confusion and doubt, and then with ecstasy.

This thing can fly, so it must be very useful. When hunting, wouldn't it be easier to catch prey with this?

Bai Ling handed the bow and arrow to her father: "Father, you try it. I'm not very strong, so I can't draw the bow all the way. If you can draw it, the arrow will fly farther and pierce deeper."

Feng was the first to recover from his shock. He took the bow and arrow from his son, and following his son's example, he put the arrow on the bow, drew the bow, and looked at the big tree not far away.

“Father, that’s not how you hold a bow,” Bai Ling corrected her father’s grip, then said, “Father, when you aim, your eye, the nock of the arrow, the arrowhead, and the object you’re going to hit must be in a straight line.”

Bai Ling took the bow and demonstrated it to her father, then handed the bow and arrow to him: "Father, pull back the bowstring as hard as you can, then release the arrow and it will fly out."

Following Bai Ling's instructions, Feng looked at the large tree not far away, pulled back the bowstring with both hands, and when his eye, the arrow's fletching, the arrowhead, and the tree trunk were in a straight line, he released the bowstring with his right hand, and the arrow flew out.

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However, the arrow did not hit the tree; instead, it flew away.

Orcs are very strong, so they can draw their bows wider, and the arrows will fly farther.

The arrow shot by the wind flew a long way until it hit another tree and came to a stop.

Even from such a distance, the arrow shot by the wind managed to peel off a bit of bark from that tree.

After firing one arrow, Feng took another arrow from the animal skin bag on Bai Ling's body, then aimed at the first big tree again, pulled back the bowstring forcefully, and fired it again.

It wasn't until the third arrow that it hit the tree trunk and pierced deep into it.

Like a child who has just received a new toy, Feng shot out five or six arrows in a row. Just as he was about to draw his bow again, an orc grabbed his hand.

The orc smiled somewhat ingratiatingly: "Wind, you've already let the arrow fly away several times. Can I try?"

Another orc stepped forward: "Hey, I want to try too. Let me fly an arrow first, then you can fly yours."

The orcs scrambled and fought, none of them willing to give in. Feng handed out the bow and arrow in his hand: "Stop arguing, all of you. Take turns, let's discuss it. Each of you can let the arrow fly once, and then we'll talk about it."

Bai Ling was amused by his father and the clansmen's words. He said from the side, "Father, an arrow doesn't fly out, it's shot out, that's called shooting an arrow."

Feng waved his hand: "That's not important."

"Let's line up quickly, one flight per person, no one can fly more than once."

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The bows and arrows made by Bai Ling caused a sensation in the tribe. From the oldest orcs to children as young as ten, everyone showed great interest in the bows and arrows made by Bai Ling.

Simple-minded orcs find bows and arrows fun, while more intelligent orcs see the deeper meaning they represent.

If a bow and arrow can hit a tree from such a distance, then when hunting, one can also use a bow and arrow to hit prey from a great distance.

With it, the beastmen will be able to hunt more safely.

Moreover, bows and arrows can be shot into the sky, and with bows and arrows, the orcs can catch more birds to eat.

The clan chief personally approached Bai Ling, hoping he could make more bows and arrows.

Bai Ling had the same plan. He had intended to promote bows and arrows throughout the tribe from the beginning. The craft of making bows and arrows was not complicated. As long as Bai Ling gave some simple instruction, the tribe members in the carpentry group would be able to make bows and arrows.

Besides the orcs of the High Tree Tribe, orcs from other tribes were also very interested in bows and arrows, especially the orcs of the Central Tribe, who earnestly asked Bai Ling if he could teach them how to make bows and arrows.

“Ling, we are willing to exchange goods,” said the orc left behind by the central tribe. “We don’t have much on hand right now. When our tribesmen arrive, we will send the Sky Orcs back to get some goods to exchange with you.”

For the caravans of the central tribes, bows and arrows were extremely important.

Within the tribe's territory, wild beasts are suppressed by the orcs. As long as one does not provoke the wild beasts, and with the presence of large orcs, there is not much danger.

But things are different in the wild. Dangers are unpredictable, especially when encountering packs of wild animals. They can only fight them in their animal form. If they had bows and arrows, their safety in the wild would be greatly improved.