Chapter 19
Whoosh!
An arrow pierced the air, instantly penetrating a zombie’s head. The charging zombie fell to the ground, rolling a few times.
Fang Bai quickly drew another arrow and nocked it onto the bowstring, drawing and releasing in a flash.
Compound bows typically have a slow firing rate, but this drawback seemed non-existent in Fang Bai’s hands.
The steps that usually limited the firing rate—retrieving arrows, nocking them, adjusting fletching, drawing the bow, and aiming—were performed by Fang Bai without any delay.
He completed each action with precision and speed, as if he had a third eye specifically watching the arrow and guiding his movements. In fact, this was somewhat true.
Fang Bai had pushed the compound bow’s firing speed to its limit. He had released four arrows and killed four zombies while they were still charging.
This was partly due to the slow speed of ordinary zombies, but it also demonstrated Fang Bai’s impressive firing rate.
There were a total of twenty-one zombies in this group. After Fang Bai killed five, sixteen remained, and they were almost within arm’s reach. Fang Bai turned and ran.
Based on Fang Bai’s understanding, the Mental Power attribute represented mental agility, memory, calculation ability, and mental strength.
Agility represented the speed of nerve reactions.
Constitution reflected self-healing ability, resistance, digestive ability, defense, and internal organ strength.
Strength primarily represented the overall muscle strength of the body.
Muscle strength meant that a person’s movement speed also depended on their Strength attribute.
Fang Bai had a Strength attribute of nine points. Stronger zombies might be able to catch up to him, but these zombies, whose speed was even slower than ordinary people?
They were left in the dust.
As soon as Fang Bai started running, he widened the distance again. While running, he retrieved an arrow, nocked it, drew the bow, turned around, locked onto a target, aimed, and fired.
Whoosh!
A charging zombie fell to the ground.
Fang Bai continued to run forward, nocking another arrow, drawing the bow, and turning to s*oot.
Arrow after arrow, zombie after zombie fell to Fang Bai’s bow. Seeing the experience points accumulate, Fang Bai couldn’t help but smile.
“These zombies, once they smell human scent, they won’t give up until they’re dead. This used to be considered a weakness, but now it’s an advantage.”
Fang Bai looked at the zombies still relentlessly pursuing him with satisfaction.
If it were a pack of wolves facing the same situation, they would have long since fled. They wouldn’t wait here to d*e.
But zombies were different. Even if there was only one left, it would relentlessly chase its target, never giving up.
One by one, the zombies died at Fang Bai’s hands. Everything went smoothly, but Fang Bai was no longer satisfied with stopping and turning to s*oot each time.
“Stopping every time affects my speed too much. If I could turn and s*oot while moving, without stopping, that would be great.”
Fang Bai pondered.
“Theoretically, it’s achievable.”
Fang Bai didn’t hesitate. He immediately prepared to try it out. But before attempting, he silently widened the distance, stopping only when he was about fifty meters away.
He could experiment, but safety always came first.
After widening the distance, Fang Bai continued running, nocking an arrow and drawing the bow.
As he finished drawing the bow, he leaped into the air, turning 360 degrees. The moment he faced the zombies in mid-air, he released the bowstring.
Whoosh!
After the arrow left the bowstring, Fang Bai landed again, stumbling before continuing to run forward.
There was no sound of a zombie falling behind him. Fang Bai understood that he had lost his balance in mid-air and hadn’t had the chance to adjust the bow properly, causing the arrow to miss the target.
But this still brought a smile to Fang Bai’s face, a hint of excitement.
“It really works.”
Fang Bai was very interested in this s*ooting method.
He felt that this s*ooting technique, once mastered, would have great practical significance in combat.
S*ooting accurately while moving without affecting speed was definitely the most suitable for kiting.
This meant that as long as there was enough space and Fang Bai’s speed surpassed his opponent’s, he could kite freely.
Fang Bai immediately started practicing again, repeatedly honing this skill. He focused on preventing falls, maintaining speed, and ensuring s*ooting accuracy.
At this point, the zombies were no longer important; they were just moving targets.
However, this created a problem. Fang Bai, wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket and a motorcycle helmet, felt a slight discomfort in his body due to the continuous strenuous exercise.
“No, my body can’t take it anymore.”
Fang Bai frowned, stopped practicing, and quickly eliminated the remaining zombies before returning to the underground parking lot.
After killing this group of zombies, Fang Bai’s experience points had reached over fifty. However, he didn’t pay attention to this. Instead, he found a hidden corner and took off his helmet, cotton-padded jacket, paper armor raincoat, and extra pants.
Then he took out the sugar-salt water and Ren Dan he had brought with him, resting in place after drinking and taking the medicine.
Removing all his protective gear made him feel a lack of security, so he had to extend his Mental Power, observing everything within a ten-meter radius, remaining vigilant.
“Realistically speaking, archers were all strong in their own right. Putting down their bows and picking up swords, they became elite melee fighters.
Moreover, in ancient times, archers were often equipped with heavy armor, belonging to the heavy infantry. They were not associated with words like ‘fragile,’ ‘weak,’ or ‘melee trash’ at all.
On the contrary, archers had high defense, strong melee capabilities, and ranged attack abilities. They were truly elite.
I should have a certain foundation for developing in this direction, but this style of play conflicts with kiting.”
Fang Bai frowned slightly.
“Archers are not necessarily fragile, but kiting archers definitely are.
Heavy armor will definitely affect movement speed and endurance.”
Fang Bai looked at the motorcycle helmet, cotton-padded jacket, and paper armor in silence.
It was these things that had given him the courage to come out in the first place.
“Once infected with the zombie virus, death is inevitable. So, defense is important.
However, relatively speaking, fighting lightly improves combat effectiveness more.
And as long as I keep my distance from the zombies and have Mental Power detection for vigilance, the risks of removing these defenses should be controllable within a very small range.
And if the zombies’ speed exceeds mine, then this level of attack can’t be blocked by a cotton-padded jacket, and paper armor is also very prone to vulnerabilities.
Instead of relying on these weak defenses, I might as well take off these restrictions, improve my flexibility, and deal with powerful enemies with the most agile posture.
After all, with Mental Power scanning as a third-person perspective, and with extremely fast thinking speed and calculation ability, my fighting style is already inclined towards agility rather than head-on confrontation.
In short, the burden these equipment bring me now exceeds the value they provide.”
“So…”
Fang Bai took a deep breath and said softly, both nervous and relieved.
“Let’s fight lightly.”
