soul devouring system

"Do you need me to teach you how to use the bow and arrow?" Ge Ya stopped in front of the shooting range.

Wang Ji shook his head.

In the village, he also learned how to use the bow and arrow with the hunters, and practiced it even if he had nothing to do on weekdays. Although he didn't take it as a necessary homework, the most basic bow and aiming were not a problem.

"Okay, try an arrow and let me see how it goes." Ge Ya handed Wang Dong a wooden bow.

I have to say that the configuration of this kind of VIP room is indeed relatively high. Even the wooden bows used for training are several grades higher than those used by hunters in the village.

Wang Dong took the bow and carried a bucket of bows and arrows on his back.

Lier on the side also stood up, also carrying a bow and arrow.

"Together." Lear drew an arrow.

Wang Dong nodded in agreement.

The two stood parallel to each other, with their arrows on their bows. At that moment, Lier's eyes became extremely sharp, and his aura finally changed from the usual idleness to a kind of seriousness that only soldiers can have.

Wang Dong stood with him, and his experience of this transformation was the most obvious.

He was a little surprised at Lier's changes, but Wang Dong also focused most of his thoughts on bows and arrows.

In an instant, the auras of the two became extremely serious.

"shoot!"

With an order, the arrow strings surged.

"boom!"

"puff."

There is a very obvious difference between the two thrusts.

Wang Dong put down his bow and arrow, and on the target about 50 meters away from him, the arrow was crookedly fixed near the bull's-eye, and Lier's score was naturally much better than his.

"It's okay." Ge Ya nodded in satisfaction.

After all, Wang Dong's three years were not in vain.

"Strengthen your strength training. I think it's difficult to keep the bow and arrow stable when you draw the bow." Lear said.

Wang Dong is aware of his weaknesses. After all, his physical fitness is far from that of people in this world. Strength training is indeed essential, and he doesn't want to show off his soul power in front of others.

"Geya! Someone is looking for it!" Someone shouted from outside the door.

"You guys continue to practice, I'll go out and have a look." Ge Ya walked out of the room.

Wang Dong and Lier didn't care about this, they continued to draw the bow and shoot arrows. After more than a dozen consecutive bows, Wang Dong's arm gradually began to become sore, and in the end the bow and arrow in his hand could not be fully recovered. Aiming at the bullseye, Wang Dong put down his bow and arrow helplessly.

Lier on the side smiled, he didn't even have time to warm up.

"Don't be discouraged, train hard, you can do it." It is rare for him to cheer for others.

But seeing that Wang Dong's arm was really exhausted, Lier put down the bow and said, "You can go out and have a look. Everyone in this shooting range has different training methods. You have to find your own training method."

"Okay... Where's Brother Geya?" Seeing that Geya hadn't come back yet, Wang Dong asked.

"Head? He's very busy. It's okay if he's on a mission. As soon as he returns to the city, he, a nobleman, will go out to socialize everywhere. You don't need to worry about him. He will come back when he's done working," Lear said.

Wang Dong nodded.

"Don't look at the leader, although he is only the leader of a small group of six of us, in fact, our leader is quite economical." Lear's chattering mode started.

"Oh?" Wang Dong was also full of doubts about Ge Ya.

After all, his behavior of suddenly going to the village to save himself was really extraordinary.

You must know that saving yourself may require a certain amount of risk, not to mention that the gentle president of the chamber of commerce once told himself that Ge Ya went to the village to meet someone on purpose.

According to Ailian's tone of voice, Ge Ya made a special trip to see her in all likelihood.

But Wang Dong had never met Geya before. He has always been a "law-abiding citizen" in the village, and when he comes to the city occasionally, no one will stare at him, an ordinary-looking villager, right?
"When the leader came to this city, in order to pave the way for himself in the aristocratic class, he specially brewed a very delicious wine! Of course, you can't find this kind of wine in ordinary taverns. Only the nobles can occasionally buy it from The leader got some here, and the leader also captured the heart of our sister-in-law through this kind of wine." Lier said enviously.

"Wine? The leader, a nobleman, can actually make wine?" Wang Dong was a little curious.

"Yes, I drank it once. It tasted very spicy and smelled like flowers. It was much better than the wines in the market. It's a pity that the team leader said that this product cannot be mass-produced and can only be given as a gift. Those nobles please please." Lear said with some regret.

Wang Dong nodded.

Speaking of which, I seem to be able to brew wine, but it is the most common kind of fermented rice wine. As for fruit wine and flower wine, Wang Dong doesn't know.

When he was in the tavern, he also tried to make wine by himself, but it was a pity that the food in the village was distributed uniformly, and the coarse grains they ate were not very suitable for wine making. In addition, he put his mind on the system, so this matter could not be helped. Let it go.

"It's really a pity. The leader is so capable, but he didn't go into business in the end. Instead, he wanted to be an ordinary adventurer." Wang Dong said with emotion.

"Don't talk about it, I think it's a little strange to say it like this. It's not impossible for you to say that it's possible to develop a large-scale adventure group by means of the group leader." Lear said. "However, it is also good for us if the leader is willing to be the captain of a small adventure group! Well! Maybe this is the thinking of the nobles!"

Lil laughed.

Wang Dong raised his eyebrows, Lier smiled like this, the topic was interrupted at this point, he took a breath, and Wang Dong planned to go out for a walk.

After talking to Lil, Wang Dong walked out of the private room of the aristocrats, stood in the empty shooting range and watched the adventurers and warriors wantonly swaying his sweat.

"Ouch!" Suddenly, Wang Dong was hit by someone.

Staggering back a few steps, Wang Dong took a closer look and found that it was an old man in a robe.

"Old man, are you alright?" Wang Dong hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man.

The old man grabbed his arm, and with a little effort, he got up from the ground.

"It's okay, it's okay..." The old man said something in a low voice.

"It's good that it's okay. I saw that they were too fascinated by the training. I'm sorry I didn't see you all the time." Wang Dong patted the dust on the old man.

But inadvertently, when he glanced at the old man's eyes, he froze in place.

Those are a pair of deep star-like eyes—the eyes are full of vigor and vitality. These eyes are not like what the elderly should have. In the light blue eyes that have almost become pure, only the thin line on the iris remains. With a little color, at that moment when they looked at each other, Wang Dong seemed to be sucked in by these eyes.

A powerful, unparalleled penetrating power entered Wang Dong's soul directly through Wang Dong's line of sight.

His heart skipped a beat, and Wang Dong quickly shifted his gaze.

"Old man, if it's okay, I'll go first." For some reason, Wang Dong was a little nervous.

He lowered his head and walked around the old man.

"Okay, okay." The old man's voice sounded like a frozen river in the twelfth lunar month.

Wang Dong walked forward, and he would look back at the figure who was walking away from time to time, but he didn't walk a few steps, but he ran into Geya who was coming back.

Seeing the worry on his face, Ge Ya asked, "What's the matter? What happened?"

Wang Dong narrowed his eyes, thought for a while, and asked, "Brother Geya, have you ever seen an old man whose eyes are all light blue?"

"Blue eyes? Old man?" Geya looked around.

"That's the one." Wang Dong turned around and pointed in the direction the old man left, but in less than a minute, the figure of the old man disappeared in the shooting range.

"Strange, it's obvious that you don't have such a fast pace..." Wang Dong said to himself.

Seeing that he couldn't find anyone, Ge Ya had to pat him on the shoulder.

"Okay, if you meet any strange people next time, remember to tell me right away. There are a lot of people of all kinds in this city. If you are not careful, you will offend others. Also, if someone asks For your name, you must say that you are called 'Scala', the name Wang Dong is taboo in the noble world, do you understand?" Ge Ya emphasized this matter again.

Although Wang Dong was full of question marks, he never doubted Ge Ya's decision.

Nodding his head, Wang Dong agreed, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with using a name that people from another world would use in another world.