Seeing Ye Feng deep in thought, Liu Sisi assumed he hadn't come up with a solution, so she shared her own idea.

"Brother Feng, why don't we just shoot that fruit down with an arrow? That way we won't take any risks."

"Hey, this is a good idea."

Fu Changxiong also expressed his approval.

But Ye Feng immediately refused.

"No, that won't work. The cannonball fruit grows basically attached to the trunk, and its roots are short and thick, completely covered by the fruit."

Even if we manage to shoot it down, we still have to go and retrieve it, right? And the arrows have to be collected, don't they?

So... rather than taking the same risk anyway, it's better to choose a safer approach.

The crowd remained filled with doubt, unable to keep up with his train of thought.

Tang Weiwei asked directly:

"Alright, just tell me what you want to do."

After pondering for a few seconds, Ye Feng looked at Fu Changxiong.

"Da Xiong, quickly go and cut a stick that is at least five meters long. I need it very much."

"Hey!"

Fu Changxiong didn't ask any more questions, took out his axe and left.

In less than ten minutes, he returned with a small wooden stick, about the thickness of a wrist and more than five meters long, with all the branches removed.

Ye Feng immediately took out a wood-chopping knife and a small piece of hemp rope, and quickly tied the knife to one end of the wooden stick.

"When you go out later, all of you should put your backpacks in front of you."

Three people squatted down, while the other four held up their backpacks, forming a semicircle. "I'll pick the fruit."

"good!"

The method was so simple that the group understood it immediately.

It's like they're using bags as shields to protect Ye Feng from fruit fragments.

After discussing it, the group slowly walked out in formation.

The two girls and Qi Xiaojie walked while squatting, while the four men held their bags in front of them.

The seven people formed a black, irregular wall, and their backpacks, nearly 1.2 meters tall, were just enough to envelop them.

The fruit trees ahead were exploding intermittently, and as the group drew closer...

Many of the fruit fragments that were blown away also splashed onto the bag.

"hiss…"

This decent-quality, three-layer waterproof bag was instantly pierced by several pieces of metal.

The men felt a chill run down their spines; if that bullet had hit their upper bodies, it would probably have pierced their internal organs.

After walking for several minutes, the group finally arrived at the tree.

Ye Feng immediately extended the stick in his hand through the gap in the backpack wall.

Aiming at one of the green cannonball fruits, I chopped it back and forth a few times with my machete, and the fruit fell down.

The group tacitly switched positions and began moving toward the fruit, with Liu Sisi, who was squatting on the ground, responsible for picking it up and putting it into her empty backpack.

Meanwhile, Qi Xiaoyan and her brother began digging in the soil and removing tree roots.

With an arsenal, this was quite an easy task. Qi Xiaojie was in charge of digging it out, and Qi Xiaoyan was in charge of chopping it down with a knife.

For the next half hour, the group worked carefully and diligently, and the process went very smoothly, without any major incidents.

They successfully picked 12 fruits and a small bundle of tree roots with soil, and retreated to a safe area nearby.

They didn't exert much physical effort, but everyone was covered in cold sweat.

During this time, they experienced the explosion of four fruits, and the huge sound of the explosion still makes their ears ring.

Of the 7 backpacks, 5 were damaged…

But Ye Feng didn't care at all; the team had no shortage of empty backpacks and batteries.

Tang Weiwei and her companion had seven or eight empty backpacks, all left behind by the people who attacked them.

In his eyes, these blue-green exploding fruits in the bag were of the same status as the fish scale armor.

Tang Weiwei lifted the backpack containing the fruit, but could barely lift it with one hand.

"What? Ye Feng, these things must weigh at least 100 pounds. Are you really planning to take them on the road?"

"Of course not."

Ye Feng smiled and shook his head.

“We have enough equipment, and carrying these things will slow us down, so I need to get rid of them now.”

Tang Weiwei picked up a fruit, which was about 20 centimeters in diameter and weighed nearly ten kilograms.

He smelled and looked at it, sizing it up several times...

Since green berries can't explode, how can they be used for self-defense?

He wanted to question it, but he had witnessed Ye Feng's creativity firsthand, so he didn't ask any further questions.

"Alright, I'd like to see what kind of weapon you can make from it. Now, tell me, what do you want us for?"

"It's very simple."

Ye Feng poured out all the fruits, and Nepal immediately swiftly chopped one of the fruits in half with his knife.

The snow-white flesh inside was revealed...

He simply used his hand to pry it open, just like he was picking out the flesh of a pumpkin, and grabbed it in his palm.

In the small pit that had been dug out, a dense array of light black seeds stuck to the pulp, revealing the inside.

They emitted a pungent gasoline smell, along with some unpleasant stench.

The mixture is quite pungent.

Ye Feng immediately took out an empty wooden jar from his bag and placed it under the fruit that was being tightly squeezed in his left hand.

With a firm squeeze of the palm, some pale gray liquid slowly flowed into the jar.

"See? What you need to do is squeeze the juice out of the fruit."

"That's it? That's too easy."

Fu Changxiong immediately stepped forward; for him, this job was indeed too easy.

"I love sculpting things, I'll try it too."

Soon, others joined the work as well.

The flesh is soft and chewy, and squeezing it isn't strenuous at all; in fact, it's quite relaxing.

And so, more than half an hour passed, and all the fruit pulp was squeezed dry, leaving only a pile of shriveled things with fingerprints on them.

The juice filled about two jars.

Ye Feng roughly estimated that it should be nearly a liter.

"Hahaha!"

He couldn't help but burst into laughter, as if he had received some treasure.

Tang Weiwei stretched her aching hands, unable to contain her curiosity any longer.

"Could it be... that this water is the life-saving weapon you mentioned?"

"That's right."

Ye Feng nodded decisively, his smile remaining unchanged.

"Wait here, I'll show you right now just how terrifying this weapon is."

After saying that, he slowly picked up a bundle of firewood at his feet... made of dry branches and leaves.

He made this while everyone was kneading the fruit pulp.

Under the puzzled yet expectant gazes of the crowd, he poured a little of the juice onto the firewood.

Then he took out a lighter from his pocket, flicked the gears, and ignited the flame.

Ye Feng was about to light the fire, but the flames ignited almost instantly after touching the firewood for less than a second, and the fire spread very quickly.

"Wow!"

Everyone gasped in surprise. They had all lit fires before, and there were tree branches as thick as fingers in this small bundle of firewood.

Although it was dry, it could never have been ignited so quickly.

Therefore, it is only possible that the juice of the cannonball fruit played a role.

The group was only surprised for a short while, but then they realized that this... didn't seem to have anything to do with self-defense weapons.

"Ye Feng, you made us knead for so long just to show us... a firewood burning fast performance?"

Tang Weiwei's tone carried a clear hint of displeasure...