I Build a Floating City in the Apocalypse – Chapter 17

Chapter 17

“Are you leaving?”

Bai Qing asked, his voice laced with complex emotions.

On one hand, he wished Fang Bai would stay. On the other, he wanted him to leave.

“Yes, I’ve explained most of the details about archery practice to you. For the rest, you can refer to this textbook, learn and ponder as you go. With more practice, you’ll naturally get the hang of it.

After all, archery skills are honed with arrows, not taught. And it just so happens that there are plenty of practice arrows here, so you can practice as much as you like.

This club has pretty much everything you need to know and use regarding archery. You can take your time and explore.”

“Okay.”

Bai Qing nodded and patted Fang Bai’s shoulder.

“We’re still brothers. If you need anything, just let me know.”

“Mm.”

Bai Qing went back to practice archery, while Fang Bai went to an office on the second floor of the Archery Club.

As far as Fang Bai knew, the owner of the Archery Club had a compound bow that he often kept in his office, occasionally taking it down to the shooting range for practice.

Fang Bai wanted to see if the bow was still there. If he could find it, then this trip wouldn’t be a waste.

“Hopefully, it’s still there.”

Fang Bai muttered softly. When he pushed open the office door and saw the compound bow on the table along with the bow bag next to it, he was instantly delighted.

“It’s really here.”

Fang Bai strode over and picked up the compound bow.

“Adjustable draw weight from thirty to seventy pounds, eighty percent let-off. And if I remember correctly, he also has some good stuff…”

Fang Bai picked up the bow bag and opened it, a look of excitement spreading across his face.

“I knew it!”

The bow bag contained more than thirty arrows, and these arrows were different from the practice arrows downstairs. Among them were twenty three-edged broadheads and a dozen or so bladed screw broadheads.

These broadheads were all good stuff.

Fang Bai picked up the compound bow and, without a second thought, slung the bow bag over his shoulder and headed to the shooting range. Compound bows didn’t need to be unstrung for storage, so Fang Bai could use it right away.

“With nine points of Strength, seventy pounds shouldn’t be a problem, right?”

Fang Bai murmured excitedly, then adjusted the draw weight of the compound bow to seventy pounds. He nocked an arrow, drew the string, and released!

Fang Bai easily drew the seventy-pound bow. Unwilling to use the precious broadheads, he used a practice arrow instead.

Maintaining his draw, Fang Bai aimed and released the string.

Thwang!

In an instant, the arrow pierced the air and hit the target… the second ring next to the bullseye.

Fang Bai smiled. Although he had practiced archery for a while and had a decent talent for it, he was quick to learn.

But that was limited to recurve bows. He had never used a compound bow before. For his first try, let alone hitting a specific ring, Fang Bai was already very satisfied that he could hit the target at all.

Fang Bai then picked up another arrow, drew, and shot. The arrow pierced straight into the target.

Seventy pounds!

This was already at the level where it could take down zebras, large deer, and various sizes of bears.

As long as the arrows were good, even thin steel plates could be pierced directly. Fang Bai was quite satisfied with this power.

And this time, the result was even better than before.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Arrows flew through the air, their landing points getting closer and closer to the bullseye. After a dozen arrows, Fang Bai could consistently hit the bullseye at a distance of thirty meters.

It had to be said that Fang Bai did have a considerable talent for archery. Of course, his eleven points of Mental Power also provided some help.

Soon, Fang Bai’s training distance increased from thirty meters to fifty meters.

Theoretically, the effective range of a seventy-pound bow could reach two hundred and fifty meters. It was more than enough for Fang Bai to shoot at a fifty-meter target.

After a period of familiarization, Fang Bai quickly moved up to the seventy-meter target.

Seventy meters didn’t sound like a long distance, but the actual distance was quite considerable. From a glance, the target looked tiny.

At seventy meters, Fang Bai’s performance wasn’t ideal. He could hit the target, but the ring numbers weren’t very consistent.

After practicing for about thirty minutes, Fang Bai silently switched the seventy-meter fixed target to a fifty-meter moving target.

For now, he wouldn’t pursue long-range accuracy. The seventy-meter target could be practiced slowly later. For Fang Bai, being able to put fifty meters into practical use was more meaningful.

After all, he was going to use it to hunt zombies, not to participate in competitions.

“Fifty meters is enough.”

Fang Bai said softly. That was what he believed. Fifty meters was more than enough to kill zombies. It was definitely not because he couldn’t hit the seventy-meter target accurately.

Fang Bai’s performance on the fifty-meter moving target was outstanding. Perhaps it was because of the mental agility and reaction speed brought by his strong Mental Power, but he could basically guarantee that he could lock on, aim, and shoot at the fifty-meter moving target in an instant, hitting the bullseye!

It was terrifying!

Fang Bai was very satisfied with achieving this effect in such a short time. He immediately put the bow away. After putting it away, he found two portable four-tube quivers, carried a total of eighty metal-tipped arrows, then slung the compound bow bag over his shoulder. Fully loaded, Fang Bai left the Archery Club.

“I’ll go home first.”

After pondering for a moment, Fang Bai took these things and returned home, his journey a success.

Putting the bow bag down at home, Fang Bai looked at the compound bow, the more he looked at it, the more pleasing it was to the eye, the more beautiful it seemed.

“With this bow, killing ordinary zombies should be much easier.

A seventy-pound compound bow, coupled with metal-tipped arrows, it would be a piece of cake to blow off the heads of ordinary zombies. And as long as I’m upstairs, shooting from above, no matter how many zombies there are, it’s just like serving food on a platter. How many I can kill depends on my stamina and the number of arrows.”

Thinking of this, Fang Bai immediately picked up two empty four-tube quivers and returned to the Archery Club. He filled the empty quivers at the club, then used rope to bundle two to three hundred arrows and left.

With this, the number of arrows at home directly reached over four hundred, including more than thirty high-quality broadheads.

After organizing everything, Fang Bai started cooking.

He ate his meal standing by the window, pondering as he ate.

Looking down from the window, Fang Bai saw streets crisscrossing, and groups of zombies wandering on the streets. The closer to the south, the larger the number of zombie groups. That was the direction of the central city area.

“It feels like the zombies outside have basically formed groups now, forming one hunting group after another. If you touch one zombie in a group, it’s basically equivalent to attracting them all.

And there’s basically a stronger zombie in every zombie group.”

Fang Bai felt that these weren’t like zombies, but more like wolf packs, wolf packs ready to hunt humans. Like wolf packs, they would cooperate, work together, and possess considerable beastly instincts.

The only difference was that wolf packs would be afraid, would know when to retreat, but these zombies wouldn’t.

Once these zombies smelled the scent of flesh and blood, they would never give up!