Chapter 15: Weapon Master Online


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    “To kickstart your armory, there’s one indispensable tool—a knife. The uses for a knife are numerous, and its role bes priceless when it’s a matter of life and death.”


    “Therefore, we can’t just use any stone; choose the wrong material, and it’s not only wasted effort, but it could also fail you at a crucial moment. Look at this piece of shale.”


    Having said that, Bi Fang picked up a piece of limestone from the pile of rocks, merely tapping it against arge boulder, which caused it to peel off inyers, shattering like an eggshell.


    “This kind of shale is too loose and simply cannot be fixed together, which is why we need to choose flint. It is not only hard but also has sharp fractures.”


    [MMO feeling, earning tools step by step, eventually building a fortress!]


    [Dreaming Back to the Stone Age!]


    [Wood nk + Stone block + Vine = Stone Axe!]


    “Generally speaking, what is hard, is often also brittle. To get a sharp edge on flint, we can break it directly with a heavy object, then shape the rough outline using another stone or a sharp bone.”


    Bi Fang knelt on the ground, ced the flint on a massive rock beside him, gripped it with one hand, and found a slightlyrger rock to repeatedly strike the edge of the flint.


    “We aim to create a cutting tool, not just to get a cutting object, so we must use a striking method. It’s like ying chess; you have to understand each move and then think holistically about which parts to remove. For beginners, this process requires repeated trials to get the strength right.”


    In front of the massive rock, Bi Fang worked the flint like an experienced cksmith, feeling the familiarity surge through him the moment he gripped the flint, as if he knew exactly how much force to use, and from which angle to apply it.


    The fact that the system skills could even directly impart a sense of touch struck Bi Fang with amazement, yet his hands moved faster and faster.


    Within hardly ten minutes, a sharp-edged bar was gradually taking shape.


    Bi Fang carefully picked it up and disyed the rough stone dagger to the audience, its fractured edge glinting coldly under the sunlight, indeed very sharp.


    Then, he picked up a slightly smaller piece of greenstone and continued to strike it, smoothing it down on the massive rock. Tiny chips of stone fell away, and quickly one side of the bar ttened. The whole process was short, taking no more than about ten minutes.


    A dagger closely resembling those of traditional terms emerged.


    Rip!


    Bi Fang tore a long strip from the hem of his shirt, carefully wrapping the tail of the dagger to form a handle, then held the stone dagger and shed at a stick beside him.


    Like a pencil sharpener, a thickyer of wood peel was easily sliced off.


    [Holy shit, doesn’t that look amazing? It’s practically an art piece!]


    [But is good looks the point? Isn’t this thing sharper than an actual knife?]


    [If I had this knife back in the day, there wouldn’t be a single intact rapeseed flower within ten miles!]


    [666, show off!]


    [Sauce-burst fish gifts the broadcaster card*10—Old Weapon Master!]


    [15 cm not including the head, gifts the broadcaster a rocket*1—Master Fang, can you give it to me after the live broadcast ends?]


    A stone dagger as a gift?


    Bi Fang was stunned; the idea hadn’t crossed his mind at all. Considering that the thing was of no use once it left him, he had no objections.


    “Of course, there’s no problem. If you guys want it, I’ll draw a viewer to give it away right after the live broadcast is over.”


    [Ah, isn’t that chance too small though, one in a few hundred?]


    “That’s not the case,” Bi Fang shook his head. “One dagger is not enough; we also need to make a few more stone spears.”


    [But that’s still not a lot!]


    [Yeah, it’s a shame!]


    Seeing disappointment in the live broadcast room, Bi Fang shrugged his shoulders — there was nothing he could do about it and turned his attention to making stone spears.


    “Making a stone spear is much quicker than making a stone dagger because all we need is a pointed end on the flint, and then fixing the spearhead onto the shaft.”


    Looking around, Bi Fang found several branches of suitable thickness, over one meter in length, and fairly straight.


    Using the stone dagger, he trimmed the branches straight and smooth, then split one end of each branch to act as a fixing point.


    It must be said, having the stone dagger made everything a lot easier.


    Next was making the spearhead, simr to before, continuously striking the flint to sharpen one end, then inserting the blunt part into the split end of the branch.


    “Just relying on the groove formed by the fork of a branch isn’t secure enough, so we need to use an adhesive to stick it on, then tie it with a rope, and that should pretty much do it,” Master Fang exined.


    “Vines are easy to find, and so is the adhesive. In the wilderness, there is nothing more suitable for an adhesive than pine resin. It’s not only extremely sticky, but once it solidifies, it’s incredibly strong. As everyone knows, amber is formed from pine resin.”


    As he exined, Bi Fang found several pine trees, cut a slit in them, and, after a good amount of pine resin oozed out, he quickly attached the Stone Spear to it, allowing the resin to flow over the spearhead like honey.


    Finally, while the resin was not yet fully solidified, Bi Fang found some vines and tied the spearhead in an X shape.


    Thus, a handy Stone Spear was crafted.


    Had it not been for the live stream’s viewers who watched the whole process, it would be hard to imagine someone making such lethal weapons as spears and Stone Daggers by hand in the wilderness.


    [Simply divine!]


    [Who else is there! Who else!]


    [Master Fang yyds!]


    [Weapon Master online!]


    The chat erupted in celebration while Bi Fang concentrated on making the remaining Spears. Before long, a total of three Spears werepleted and bundled together, carried on his back as he continued forward.


    In the wilderness of the jungle, Bi Fang, with a Stone Dagger in hand and Stone Spears on his back, looked incredibly dominant and wild as he moved forward, scanning his surroundings.


    [So cool!]


    [This vibe is wild, so manly,pletely different from other streamers.]


    [Feels just like a vengeful Hunter from the movies!]


    [Time to drool over the screen again]


    As he headed up the southern slope, Bi Fang felt a noticeable improvement from the Skill upgrade. When he ran, not only could he control his breathing rhythm more easily, his body coordination and flexibility improved, with various techniquesing to him effortlessly.


    “There are many tips to hiking in the wilderness. Mastering them can make trekking much more rxed, and also significantly faster. Otherwise, after a whole day, not only will our feet be unbearably sore, we will be more prone to injuries and move at a very low efficiency,” Master Fang said.


    “For example, right now, when going downhill, we should lean slightly backwards, look ahead,nd on the full sole of the foot, and walk with legs in a bow stance, using our arms to maintain bnce. Keep the pace steady, not too fast, to avoid losing control and danger. Never stop with feet together, or you may fall.”


    [Master Fang is so meticulous]


    [Really, he’s very meticulous]


    [15 centimeters not including the head to the live stream airne*1—Cheers to Master Fang’s meticulousness!]


    [Fat Cat Pete gives 10 membership cards to the streamer—Haha, Master Fang’s face is all ck]


    p!


    Bi Fang pped a mosquito to death, his face full of ck lines, attempting to suck his blood.


    You’re the one that’s meticulous, your whole family is meticulous!


    He was kindly imparting knowledge, so why was he being teased for being too detailed?


    Heaven and earth are my witness; I’m quite robust!


    [Eh! Why does it seem like there are more and more mosquitoes now?]


    [Yeah, there weren’t any before, howe there are so many now?]


    [Just in this short time, hasn’t Master Fang killed like seven or eight mosquitoes?]


    Seeing Bi Fang constantly pping at mosquitoes, many viewers noticed something was unusual.


    There weren’t that many mosquitoes before.


    But Bi Fang, who had just killed another mosquito, took it in stride and even expressed joy, “This is normal, it means we are on the right path.”


    “Many insects prefer damp, dark environments with standing water and abundant nts, and mosquitoes are one of them. Now that the mosquitoes are getting more numerous…”


    Bi Fang squinted his eyes.


    “It means a water source is nearby!”