"I understand, but there's no other good way right now."

In rain like this, most animals in the forest will not come out.

Let's wait and see; this rain can't last forever.

Let's take this time to do what we can.

After saying that, he went to a corner of the house, took out several thick logs and some pebbles, and handed them to everyone.

"Sisi and Xiaoyan, you two are in charge of making the wooden jars. Daxiong and Xiaojieba, you two are in charge of sharpening the arrows."

The arrowheads have been used for too long and are now somewhat dull.

After giving their instructions, everyone began their work.

Although they had been living off their savings for the past few days, Ye Feng had at least had a rare period of peace.

Every day is spent eating, sleeping, chatting, and doing odd jobs, which has relieved a lot of mental stress.

Moreover, Fu Changxiong and Qi Xiaoyan's wounds had scabbed over, and their complexions had gradually returned to normal.

This means that the blood lost previously is being slowly replenished.

The team is now basically fully healthy.

This is what Ye Feng wants: as long as there is the will to act, everything else can be recreated.

Ye Feng took out a ceramic jar and a large pile of arapaima scales from his bag.

Once he had found enough food, he prepared to set off to find the gift.

This journey was twelve or thirteen kilometers long, and he had no idea what might happen along the way.

However, his past experiences constantly reminded him not to underestimate nature, and even more so, not to underestimate his fellow human beings.

So just in case, he decided to make the protective scale armor that he had been thinking about for several days.

Initially, he planned to just make do with the fish skin coat, drill two holes in it, and wear it directly.

However, the scales of the arapaima are embedded in the flesh, and the scales will gradually fall off as the flesh dries.

Moreover, the outer garment is too eye-catching and weighs several tens of kilograms.

If the enemy sees this, they certainly won't shoot at you.

Carrying too much weight while traveling is also inconvenient.

So, after thinking it over for a few days, Ye Feng decided to use the simplest and most practical method.

He took out a cleaned dead man's clothes, a completely gray, breathable short-sleeved shirt.

It was taken from one of LeBron Jones's companions.

Liu Sisi had already mended the hole with needle and thread.

Ye Feng took off his clothes and put this one on.

He then pulled a burnt-out piece of charcoal from the fire.

Then he stood up and started drawing on his body.

Before long, several irregular holes were drawn on the front of his clothes.

His method was simple: he would stick the scales directly onto his underwear and then put on another garment over it.

That way, others won't be able to tell.

However, the most important internal organs are the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. If they are injured by any sharp weapon, under current medical conditions, death is almost certain.

Therefore, he must protect it.

The circles he drew on his body were the locations of all his internal organs.

Ye Feng planned to apply an extra layer of scales to these locations.

Unless the opponent has a compound bow or a gun, it will be difficult for them to inflict a fatal wound on you.

With this armor, even in close combat, it will provide absolute defense.

"Gurgle, gurgle."

Soon, a sound came from the earthenware jar.

Under the intense heat, the pine resin melted into a pool of pale yellow, viscous liquid.

It was nearly half full, and was bubbling and churning.

Ye Feng took it out and, after it cooled for a minute or two, he gently poked at it with a stick.

Pine resin is like glue, thick and stringy.

He smirked, picked up a scale, smeared it with resin, and stuck it on the spot where his heart was.

As the hand speed increased, the black circle gradually became covered with scales.

Next come the lungs, liver, kidneys, spleen, and stomach.

In short, all of them need to be thickened.

With everyone busy, an hour quickly passed.

"Hahaha! Woohoo~"

Ye Feng let out a cheerful laugh, holding up his scale armor short sleeves with both hands, a smug look on his face.

"Come and see, what do you think of my battle suit?! Isn't it awesome?!"

Everyone quickly stood up and examined the clothes.

The gray short-sleeved shirt was almost completely devoid of color, replaced by dense, reddish-brown scales.

Without a close look, it really does resemble the armor worn by ancient soldiers.

Fu Changxiong couldn't help but reach out and touch it, and a distinct hard sensation instantly entered his fingers.

He tapped the scales with the knife again, and they made a soft, muffled "thump-thump" sound.

"Holy crap, this is so cool! Bro, when are you going to get me one?"

Qi Xiaojie adjusted his glasses, his face also filled with envy. Men, after all, are boys until they die.

For something as stylish as this, their dedication is absolutely no less than a woman's obsession with cosmetics and handbags.

"Wow, this is...so...so cool, it's practically...armor."

Liu Sisi and Qi Xiaoyan also asked:

"Brother Feng, won't this be too heavy?"

"How's the quality? Can it withstand arrows?"

...

Faced with everyone's questions, Ye Feng still had a confident smile on his face.

"It's definitely heavy. This outfit probably weighs close to 30 pounds."

Including the scales on my pants, it weighs about forty pounds in total.

"Huh?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Sisi curiously examined his pants, but after looking at them closely, she couldn't find a trace of scales.

A moment later, however, she raised an eyebrow, as if she understood something…

"You...you didn't stick the scales inside, did you? Doesn't that feel uncomfortable?"

Ye Feng chuckled, then took off his pants and turned them inside out.

On the other side of the pants, there were also many scales.

However, the route was winding and branched out in several directions, appearing extremely irregular.

Everyone was confused...

"Brother Feng, are we running out of scales?"

Why is this pasted on so crookedly?

...

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng pressed his pants tightly against his legs.

"I intended to cover the entire surface with scales, but we've run out of scales."

However, the route I used to apply these stickers was very particular; they were all applied according to the arterial routes and important bones in the human body.

In other words, if I'm attacked again, I'll only suffer minor injuries at most.

"Oh~"

Liu Sisi understood instantly.

"I understand. As long as the artery is protected, even if it is injured, it will not be fatal because the vein stops bleeding quickly, so there will never be any danger to life."

And it's also easy to hide.

"That's right~"

Ye Feng gave her a knowing look, then quickly pulled up his pants.

"As for the defensive capabilities of this battle suit..."

With a confident expression, he stretched his battle suit straight with both hands and held it up in front of Fu Changxiong.

"Come on! Nobita, try my Nepalese knife and see how strong it is."