The fish scale that was hit clearly had a very small hole.

He deliberately took that blow to test his defensive capabilities in actual combat.

Although it's still a long way from complete penetration, this precisely proves it.

Melee damage is definitely higher than that of wooden arrows.

Ye Feng dared not be careless about his own safety.

Close combat is his weakness, and with so many powerful enemies to face in the future, he must maximize his margin for error.

So he emptied the backpack containing the scales and began to burn pine resin to reinforce the fish scales.

This would inevitably increase the load, but on second thought, compared to losing my life, I have to wear it no matter how heavy it is.

To take a recent example, just look at Watanabe's arrow yesterday; without the fish-scale armor, he would have lost his kidney.

Ye Feng had a premonition that this fish scale armor would definitely save him many times in the future, just like leg wraps and sleeves.

Around 5 p.m.

The sun had already sunk a third of its way below the mountain, and smoke was rising from the treehouse's chimney.

Qi Xiaoyan and Liu Sisi were simmering snake soup.

All the spikes in the trap were installed and properly concealed.

The specific process is almost identical to that of a wild boar trap.

In order to blend in exactly with the ground, and at the same time, to deceive the enemy without them noticing.

Ye Feng directed everyone to dig up a lot of moss from the mountains and spread it around the treehouse.

Beneath the moss lies soil, which feels soft and yielding when stepped on.

This will create a psychological illusion for the enemy, making them think that the ground is soft and easy to fall into the trap.

Everyone was still busy with their own things.

Liu Sisi was simmering snake soup to dispel dampness, while Qi Xiaoyan was in charge of making dumplings.

Ye Feng focused intently on making scale armor for everyone.

Fu Changxiong and Qi Xiaojie, meanwhile, were hammering and chiseling at a small pile of stones.

During this time, Ye Feng had already told everyone what had happened that day.

They all felt the severity of the current situation.

Ye Feng wanted to make sure everything was perfect before setting off tomorrow.

"Brother, is this shape okay?"

Fu Changxiong handed Ye Feng a stone that was about half the size of his palm.

The stone was hewn so that it was full of sharp, rhomboid shapes, making it very irregular.

Ye Feng thought that since they had fish scale armor for defense, they certainly couldn't lack offensive weapons as well.

After all, if danger arises, simply taking a beating won't suffice.

However, he, Qi Xiaoyan, and Liu Sisi all possessed bows and arrows, while Fu Changxiong lacked any ranged attack methods.

So we had no choice but to buff Qi Xiaojie.

The reason for chiseling the stone into a rhombus shape was to increase the damage.

Imagine, given Qi Xiaojie's accuracy, coupled with the presence of sharp-edged stones everywhere.

If thrown at any part of a person's body, it can cause considerable injury.

If the fight goes all the way to the head, death is not out of the question.

"Little stutterer, try this stone on and see if it fits your hand."

Qi Xiaojie took the stone, weighed it gently in his hand, and his gaze behind his glasses sharpened.

"It's...suitable, I like it."

"Um."

Ye Feng nodded in satisfaction, looking at the box tree fruit and a pile of sharp, rhomboid stones.

In addition, Qi Xiaojie's innocent and youthful face often leads to unexpected victories.

The reason they were able to escape the pursuit of Kodiaz and his men last time was entirely due to Qi Xiaojie's unique skill of throwing stones.

"If it's easy for you, just keep chiseling using this method. Remember, protect yourself and your sister. That's your mission now."

"Um."

Qi Xiaojie nodded vigorously.

"Forget it, he's lucky if he can even protect himself."

Although Qi Xiaoyan said that, she still showed a loving mother's smile.

This is probably the reality for most Chinese siblings: they talk a big game but actually fight all the time.

But if something really happens to the other person, I'll be more worried than anyone else.

After all... there's some truth to the saying "a beating is a sign of affection, a scolding is a sign of love."

"Brother Feng, based on your analysis, is it possible that we'll run into Tang Weiwei and Zhan Pengwu in the southwest direction we're heading towards?"

Liu Sisi stirred the snake soup in the pot with a wooden stick, and asked worriedly...

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's heart tightened, and he suddenly stopped the hand that was sticking fish scales onto his clothes.

He had thought about this question long ago. How strong must someone be if even a team of professional soldiers like Horford is afraid of him?

What should you do if you actually encounter this situation?

Fu Changxiong spoke again:

"I'm still quite curious, if those two are so strong, why are they only ranked sixth and ninth?"

Ye Feng continued to apply scales to his clothes, his expression becoming more serious.

"This ranking is based on popularity. And there are many ways to build popularity."

They either have personal charisma, or they have exceptional survival skills or formidable fighting prowess.

Of course, the show's producers also need to push the voting process, and the show's fans also need to vote based on their preferences.

Like me, I'm clearly not good at fighting, but I inexplicably became number one.

In short, I think that rankings don't necessarily reflect a challenger's strength.

His low ranking might be due to his lack of screen time or the limited amount of footage edited in by the production team.

In any case, we must never underestimate anyone.

As for Tang Weiwei and Zhan Pengwu, I believe they are definitely very strong.

But what enabled humanity to become the most advanced civilization on Earth was not force, but wisdom.

We may not be as good as them in combat, but when it comes to knowledge and intellect, I am confident that I will not lose to them in the slightest.

In the jungle, in this game, it's not about who's the strongest fighter who dominates.

"Well said!"

Fu Changxiong slapped his thigh and gave Ye Feng an approving look.

“I completely believe that. Brother, if you’re not afraid, then I’m not afraid either.”

Upon hearing this, everyone agreed, as they had experienced countless life-or-death moments along the way.

But they all managed to escape danger safely, all thanks to Ye Feng's wisdom and knowledge.

They knew Ye Feng's abilities all too well.

In fact, they would unconditionally believe anything Ye Feng said he could do.

Ye Feng wasn't lying; he was very afraid of encountering other challengers.

However, he had already made up his mind that he was determined to get that weapon.

Because it concerns everyone's life.

At 9 p.m., everyone put on specially made scale armor clothes and scale armor pants.

Although it was very heavy, they were overjoyed and used knives to test its hardness.

After all, this is their lifeline.

The result was pretty much as expected; swords and arrows couldn't penetrate the defenses at all, and the sense of security was off the charts.