Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

"It turns out that goats still have such habits after mutating..."

Lu Meng nodded while listening.

No matter what others think, Lu Meng not only learned about the strangeness of the Bone Dogs from Zhang Ying, but also learned a lot of hunting skills and experience in living in the wasteland during the conversation.

A piece of freshly peeled sheepskin is hung on the wall. There is no trace of blood on the side where the flesh is attached, and blood vessels can be seen clearly under the white glue, which shows Zhang Ying's proficiency in craftsmanship.

Zhang Ying took him to his own shop, but he didn't open it. He just helped Lu Meng deal with the sheepskin.

Lu Meng was thinking about how much reward he should give.

He looked around the old hunter's shop and found that there were actually several processed sheepskins hanging here.

After asking around, I found out that these were leftovers after supplying goods to tailor shops, because the patterns and colors were not very good-looking.

Customers who can use animal skins to make garments are considered high-end users at the hub.

However, there is no problem in using these sheepskins as water bladders.

"Master Zhang, I wonder if you are interested in collecting mutton..." Lu Meng expressed his thoughts.

In the end, Lu Meng exchanged a leg of lamb and all the haggis and Zhang Ying for the three sheepskins, and the premium was regarded as the reward for handling the goat this time.

In this way, Lu Meng had four sheepskins, and the problem of the water bag was finally completely solved.

Zhang Ying dismembered the whole sheep by the way, which was an easy task for him.

This can be regarded as Lu Meng's attitude to Zhang Ying. He may not come to the black market to sell meat again in the future.

After the incident of animal meat corruption and the changes in the environment of the hub, Lu Meng had more needs to stock up on food. For example, high-quality mutton would not be sold to others in the future, and priority would be given to satisfying himself.

He is not short of coins now. Even if he has to deal with prey in the future, after establishing a good relationship with Zhang Ying, he can try to ask him to buy it or help sell it on consignment. Although the price will be lower than the market price, the advantage is that he does not have to set up a stall all the time. Being able to recover funds quickly and save time and costs is more suitable for his current development pace.

He is equivalent to a supplier, so there is no fundamental conflict of interest with Zhang Ying. Instead, it is transformed into a cooperative relationship, which virtually eliminates the conflict.

In Lu Meng's future plans, the income from selling meat is dispensable, but for the old hunter, this is the basis of his livelihood.

Sensing Lu Meng's kindness, Zhang Ying gave him two more feather arrows before leaving.

Although the value is not high, it takes a lot of effort to make a suitable feather arrow, which is considered a hunter's bread and butter.

"If you are hunting, save some time and it will last a long time." Zhang Ying said.

It doesn't matter if a novice learns how to make feather arrows by himself.

"What if it's used to shoot people?" Lu Meng looked at the sharp edge of the iron arrowhead.

"When shooting people, one arrow can only shoot one." Zhang Ying glanced at him, "The arrows are easy to get stuck inside."

Lu Meng smiled and said:

"Thanks."

…

The night breeze is pleasant and everything is silent.

The only sounds that could be heard were the gradually heavier breathing and the sound of the long knife waving through the air.

The upper section is a forceful chop, and the lower section is a reverse slash.

Lu Meng took small steps, tossed and turned on the top of the abandoned water tower, and completed a set of sword techniques.

Stop.

The imaginary enemy was cut down with a knife.

He was not in a hurry to put away the knife, but pointed the tip of the knife diagonally in the direction of the "corpse" to prevent it from exploding and injuring anyone.

After a while, Lu Meng wiped away the non-existent blood on the knife and raised the knife to rest.

Even so, he still maintained the best posture for drawing the sword again.

Up to this point, the entire set of sword skills has been practiced.

[Melee Skills: Machete 17 (Basic)]

It's a pity that no one appreciates it.

Sometimes the swordsmanship and martial arts routines are filled with some ritualistic movements, which may seem a bit formalistic, but if you really understand them thoroughly, you will find that these are all experiences summed up in actual combat.

Even if beginners can't understand it, they still have to remember it. Once they experience a real life-and-death fight, they will understand the good intentions.

Anyway, those who didn’t learn it by then would have been killed.

Lu Meng wiped away the sweat on his skin to prevent too much body heat from being taken away by the night wind in a short period of time.

Over the past half month, Lu Meng has been practicing hard, almost non-stop except for hunting and resting. Only then has he raised the [Machete] level by 2 levels. The physical training has also allowed the [Speed] attribute to reach 16 , [Toughness] also reached 13.

This can be said to be the limit of his current upgrade speed.

It just seems that this kind of training intensity is not very healthy. It consumes too much energy, so that the muscles are somewhat dissolved and lost. The two offset each other, and [Strength] and [Physique] have not increased much.

The reason why Lu Meng was so desperate was because of the lingering sense of crisis in his heart.

The layout of the Lang Ninja Group, the unusual weather, the unusual movements of the Bone Dogs, and possible crises in the future...

This slow-burning anxiety can only be calmed down by the rising numbers on the panel and the knife in hand.

He stayed up most of the night today and went to the water tower to show off his knife. Of course, he had nothing to do after he was full.

After the water bag is made, just one visit to get water will be enough for more than a month.

Lu Meng is waiting for someone.

Or wait for the dog.

The top of the water tower has the widest view in this area.

After letting the small-bone dog remember his scent last time, Lu Meng went hunting in the wilderness again, and the probability of encountering it greatly increased. The small-bone dog should have found it himself.

The relationship between one person and one dog has evolved from a friendly "sharing" of prey at the beginning to a relationship where they can pet the dog's head for a while. It can be said that they have become more and more intimate.

When Lu Meng felt that the time was about to come, he gradually and deliberately led the little bone dog in the direction of the ruins of the city.

Boil the frog in warm water and slowly break through the dog's bottom line.

By the time it is completely able to accept living and "hunting" with human Lu Meng in the city, the domestication will be almost complete.

Of course, for the small bone dog, it may just feel that it has found the "wolf king" of a new tribe.

But even if you want to lure it, you can't foolishly lure the bone dog to your home.

Otherwise, once the domestication fails and the relationship breaks down, wouldn't it mean that one's nest is exposed to wild beasts?

The location Lu Meng chose was the area where the water tower was located.

According to habit, the small bone dog will come here at this time today.

If you insist on it for another ten days and a half, it should be almost done after it becomes familiar with it.

While waiting, Lu Meng was not idle either, so he passed the time by practicing his sword skills.

It can be regarded as continuously deepening muscle memory.

Lu Meng took off his cane hat and let the wind on the top of the tower ruffle his white hair, feeling quite cool.

There was no dust at night, and there was no need for shade. There were few people here, so he preferred to be more unscrupulous.

His gaze touched the distance, and a small, squirming black spot was approaching.

It's a small bone dog.

finally come.

Lu Meng couldn't help but smile and took out the special bait that had been prepared, which was regarded as dog food.

However, just when he was about to go down from the tower to meet the puppy, his pupils suddenly shrank.

He saw clearly what was going on with the bone dog.

The bone plates were shattered and the body was covered with visible scars.

Sparse blood was still dripping, staining the ground.

As if seeing Lu Meng, or perhaps smelling his scent, the little bone dog barked.

Then he fell to the ground.