Seeing that I was in a bad mood, Qian'er tiptoed, stretched out her soft little hand, and comforted her forehead, "Brother Xiao Zhang, you don't have to be too sad. You are already very powerful. Your strength is much stronger than me, but you don't know how to skill and are not flexible enough. Qian'er can teach you these things!"

Qian'er's words surprised me very much.

If I could really learn these skills from Qianer, my strength would definitely increase greatly.

You know, just by looking at physical fitness, I am definitely better than a little girl like Xier, but I don’t use these powers.

Of course, although Qian'er is just a little girl, she is undoubtedly the most powerful person I have ever met.

Whether it is his flexible posture, accurate marksmanship, archery, and fighting skills, I admire him very much.

And I can learn all these from her.

There is a saying that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. I will start studying now and then settle the score with them. It is not impossible.

However, today I still got to go to the sinkhole.

Those natives are still looking for me everywhere nearby.

I want to find them through the telescope, observe them carefully, and remember their faces!

The facial features of these indigenous people are actually somewhat similar to our Chinese, and they are still very recognizable. Unlike some European and American people, we Chinese all have a bit of face-blindness, as if everyone looks similar.

After a long shuttle through the woods, I soon discovered those guys, a total of three, one fat and two thin. The fat man had a high hairline, two thin men, one had scars on his face, and the other was a one-eyed dragon.

They were searching for me everywhere, with a ferocious expression, like a few monsters.

In order to record their characteristics, I even took out a charcoal pen and recorded their faces on paper.

This charcoal pen and a few pieces of paper were naturally given to me by Qian'er.

When I was in college, I majored in advertising design and painting, and of course I had some skills.

For a long time, in order to keep myself from forgetting the hatred, every day after dinner, I would read the appearance of the natives again and remember them deeply in my heart.

If it weren't for these beasts, how could Sister Man disappear?

I must avenge this revenge!

Whenever I feel physically and mentally exhausted and want to give up, the ugly and ferocious faces of these people will appear in my mind and give me the motivation to persevere again.

The savages searched near the sinkhole for several days, but found no trace of us and left.

At that time, I happened to bring a telescope and see how they cleaned up the camp and left completely.

I secretly swear in my heart that one day we will meet again, and this day will never be too far away!

During this period, several girls lived a relatively relaxed life, cooking plants, sewing clothes, etc., while I started to learn fighting skills, marksmanship, and archery with Qianer.

Every day before dawn and before the night is over, I go out.

I tied more than 30 kilograms of iron on my body and ran in the morning mist. It was really tiring to run with such heavy objects. My legs were like I was filled with lead, but I still haven't stopped for a day and kept gritting my teeth and persevering.

This is to exercise my physical strength and strength.

Since I came to the deserted island, my physical fitness has been getting stronger, but it is better to be stronger and no one will think that my life is long!

After the morning jog and breakfast, I went to the forest to hunt. Qian'er would also teach me some survival knowledge on deserted islands, such as what are the special animals and plants here, their habits, what can be eaten, what is poisonous, etc.

Of course, during the hunting process, you can also practice marksmanship and archery.

At noon, I would sleep for a little while, and then start a one or two hour weight training. The big bluestone near the wooden house, the buckets I took back from the waterfall, etc., are all props I practice.

Under high-intensity practice, my hands are often so tired that they tremble, and at this time, I will take advantage of the shaking of my hands to get the gun.

At the same time, I will tie a heavy piece of iron at the muzzle with a rope, and then try to make myself stabilize the muzzle end, the better.

This is to train me to hold the gun smoothly.

If you want to become a sharpshooter, you must not shake your hands with the gun!

Both arm strength and wrist strength must be strong!

Qian'er told me that these are training programs for soldiers in the army, even special forces.

When I was shooting, I clearly aimed at someone else, but in the end the bullet was tilted because my hands were shaking.

Now that Qian'er taught me these things, I realized how bad my previous shooting skills were.

After practicing the gun, after a while, I started fighting with Qianer in close combat.

Qian'er likes to wear the white shirt that Xiao Qing gave her very much. At this time, the beautiful scenery gave me a tired body and a lot of motivation to work hard.

And at night, I would practice assembling and disassembling guns under dim lights.

This is to be familiar with the gun and to use it yourself, as flexible as using your own hands!

Of course, our all-round coach Xiao Qianer also taught me more mixed knowledge, such as climbing, drilling holes, and diving.

I can only say that Qian'er is stronger than I thought.

Although she is young, this girl has been under her parents since she was a child and has received very rigorous training.

After all, her father was not an ordinary person, and her mother came from those savage tribes with perverted customs.

Later, after her father disappeared and her mother passed away, Qian'er survived alone in the wilderness, and nature was her best teacher.

Her strength was earned by her own life!

Xiao Qing and the others were also moved when they saw that we were practicing so enthusiastically and often came to practice with them, but the intensity was naturally not comparable to mine. After all, it was too tiring and too hard.

In addition to the hatred between us and these savages, the period of our time under the sinkhole is undoubtedly the safest and easiest moment for everyone to live.

There were no major dangers around the cabin where Qian'er lived, and there were many small animals under the sinkhole.

We don’t have to worry about food and clothing, and we don’t have to consider the attack of wild animals, so there is nothing more comfortable.

It is precisely this situation that gives me the opportunity to exercise, otherwise I would have to worry about food and clothing every day and would not have time to exercise myself.

After a long time, after countless struggles and whirlpools, I often miss this time, these tired but beautiful years.

Unfortunately, such a relaxing time is not very long.

Winter has finally passed completely, the weather is getting hot day by day, and spring is approaching, and the "bloody storm" that Eve warned me finally stretched out its clutches to us...
Chapter completed!