The purple tree that has been cut down for half a year was not cut down in vain.

After taking the arrow pot and holding it behind him, Wang Mu immediately sensed:

[Training:...Hunting (+)...]

Once the tools were obtained, the village chief also taught them.

Looks like I can add more.

Wang Mu didn't hesitate and used the action point directly.

The next moment, all the knowledge taught by the village chief was quickly filtered through his mind. As if he had understood it all, Wang Mu directly put on his bow and arrow, and kept recalling the village chief's posture in his mind, without missing a beat.

As if carved from a mold.

His eyes exuded a sharp aura, as if there was nothing else in front of him but the big tree.

Load the arrow, draw the bow, and loosen the string!

Done in one go!

Recommended, symbolic request for further reading, recommended monthly pass...(～￣▽￣)～
Chapter completed!