Wu Qi simply picked up his bow, put it in his quiver, and walked alone to the empty desert 500 meters outside the camp to practice. He was not worried that going out alone would arouse unnecessary suspicion, because there were always concealed messenger crows flying around in the sky above his head.
When practicing alone, Wu Qi had enough time to get used to the body put together by "gravity". He raised his bow and nocked an arrow across the dark desert. His body completely imitated the postures of other hunters in his memory when they adjusted their breath. Every detail was realized through precise fine-tuning of muscles.
Wu Qi suddenly coughed. He opened his eyes and looked at the tail of the arrow flying away from him. He knew very clearly that the arrow he just shot was no different from the arrow he shot without imitating the posture.
"Is there something wrong..."
Wu Qi muttered to himself. He took out an arrow again and looked at the wooden arrow carefully. He imagined replacing the scene in front of him with the scene in his memory, "shaping" the scene he had seen before his eyes bit by bit.
In the super-sensory state, Wu Qi "saw" three or four strands of translucent gray hairspring wrapped around the arrow. A strong intuition told him that if he could reproduce the rosy-colored hairspring in the arrow he shot, he could truly shoot the so-called "disappearing arrow".
But the fact is that those gray hairsprings are neither measurable nor solid smoke. He has no idea what the gray hairsprings are.
That kind of unpredictable ability is actually called "technique", and hunters of different races can learn it. I'm afraid there is really nothing opportunistic about it. Wu Qi had a certain idea in his mind, whether the technology was really a technology or not, he couldn't understand it for the time being.
Whether he thought that way or not, Wu Qibufu practiced archery with all his strength five hundred times alone in the dark blue sky east of the arc, until the atavistic power was almost exhausted and it was difficult to fully draw the long bow.
Wu Qi left a little bit of comfort for himself. The metabolism of zombies stops, and all the energy required to maintain physical activity comes from the power given by the zombie virus. If the zombie virus cuts off nutrients, the immortal zombie will be no different from a corpse.
He must find a random plague species in the desert to suck its blood. It doesn't matter if he triggers the regeneration and resilience of atavistic evolution, or he can let the zombie virus outside his body have a feast.
Wu Qi looked around and Pan didn't see half of the plague species in the desert at night. He looked up at the sky, and the messenger crow, who thought he was invisible, was carefully monitoring him.
Wu Qi drew out an arrow and shot a powerful lob in the wrong direction at a constant speed. The lobbed arrow will not directly hit the messenger crow, but will fly to the highest point and then fall to the east. He also calculated the trajectory and speed of the arrow's fall, as well as the trajectory and speed of the messenger crow's circling flight, to see if it was a sure shot.
For one second or two, Wu Qi stood there waiting for the arrow to fall. The messenger crow seemed unaware of Wu Qi's true intention of lobbing, and foolishly flew along the original trajectory.
The messenger crow's eyes suddenly flashed red. It discovered the arrow that was about to fall and pierce its forward flight path, and hurriedly flapped its wings to change its flight path. That change directly destroyed its latent state, and any hunter with some sense of perception could accurately discover the location of the Messenger Crow.
At the moment when the messenger crow was eager to avoid the lobbed arrows, Wu Qi pulled out three arrows from the quiver with his right leg as fast as lightning, instantly put the long bow on it and drew the bow with all his strength! With lightning speed, he aimed at the messenger crow and fired three arrows in unison. The arrows cut through the dark sky and swiped past the messenger crow's wings.
The right wing bone of the Messenger Crow was directly penetrated by one of the three arrows, but it was not a dead bird, and the injury would destroy part of its body's ability to move, instead of directly shooting it down. She flapped her left wing as hard as she could, trying to escape from that place quickly.
How could Wu Qi give the injured prey a chance to escape! He fired with lightning, instantly erasing the 50-meter distance, and ended with a sliding step to mobilize the power of the arrow at his leg. With a perfect power posture, he sent a chasing arrow from the messenger at an extremely close distance. .
The arrow that broke through the air accurately shot through the messenger crow's left wing. It was finally unable to fly. It was carried by the arrow for a distance and then fell to the east in the air.
Wu Qi caught the fallen communication crow. His left leg tightly held the communication crow's neck, and his right leg gently stroked the blood-red eyes of the two eastern communication crows.
The Messenger Raven will transmit the real picture it sees in real time. On the other side of the messenger's eyes, Wu Qi guessed that it might be the spy arranged by the third envoy Kerr or his intelligence team's subordinate Dong.
Wu Qi smiled slightly, deliberately shut up slowly, and told the monitor through lip language: "He's hungry, let's borrow the bird."
Outside the third annex of the Canghong Palace. The third one had Kerr working at his desk in a dimly lit study.
The desk made by Black Rock is covered with a piece of parchment without curl marks, and Kerr is holding a hair pen and continuing to write the summary of Mingyue's intelligence on half of the parchment.
The sound of hurried footsteps approached from outside the study door. Kerr stopped writing and looked up at the door.
As soon as the door knocked, Kerr said directly: "Come in."
As soon as the door of the study room opened, a star crow humanoid with a blue bird face and black eyes, wearing a black uniform of the intelligence team, walked in, bowed and said quickly: "Sir Kerr, the communication crow monitoring Wu Qi was killed by Wu Qi. Got it!"
There wasn't much surprise in Kerr's eyes. He gave the task of monitoring Wu Qi's request to his most capable lieutenant, Xing Crow. When Xing Crow rushed in to report, he had already expected what Xing Crow would report.
"Show him." Kerr said calmly.
Star Crow immediately walked around behind the desk and knelt down in front of Kerr respectfully. Kerr stretched his legs to cover Star Crow's head, and both parties closed their eyes. In an instant, Kerr saw what Star Crow "saw" from its Messenger Crow.
At the beginning of the scene, Wu Qi smiled and mistook the words spoken by Crow's eyes.
"He's hungry. Let's borrow it." Kerr opened and closed his mouth and said the same thing as Wu Qi.
Then Kerr let go of his legs, and Star Crow's deputy opened his eyes, still looking at Kerr nervously.
"As soon as you make up for it, you will be summoned and escorted away, and the summoned crow will tell Wu Qi not to eat it again." Kerr said as he turned around and turned to the table.
"Ah? Is it just like that?" Star Crow was full of doubts, as if he didn't believe Lord Ker's solution was that simple.
Kerr had picked up the brush again and said: "No, I can withdraw from the East."
Star Crow's obedience was second to none. It immediately put away its thoughts, exited the study and closed the door.
The study once again transformed into Kerr's solo world. Kerr slowly finished writing on a whole piece of parchment. He paused and thought for a moment, with a smile on his face, and finally took up the pen and added an abyssal text at the end of the field.
"Wu Qi Mingyue's condition is normal."
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