We've already fed those flashlights a good amount of food, and now it's time to witness a miracle.
I picked up one of the flashlights and waved it vigorously in the air a few times, and then the familiar blue fluorescence appeared in our eyes.
Because I specially processed this brown fur, the blue fluorescence is even brighter than before.
However, none of these were the most crucial factors. What surprised the natives the most was that the blue light source could actually converge into a spot of light that could illuminate a place more than twenty meters away.
Looking at the forest illuminated by blue light twenty meters away in the darkness, the natives were as if they had discovered a new continent, their eyes wide with shock.
They felt that the glow sticks the Asaida tribe had taught them to make were already quite remarkable.
But when they saw that I had simply improved the structure of their existing lighting equipment, and that the light source, which originally could only illuminate less than three meters away, could now illuminate so much further, how could they not be shocked?
I can understand that they haven't seen this before. This thing is thousands or tens of thousands of years later than their history; it would be truly strange if they weren't surprised.
The indigenous people now hold their flashlights as if they've found a treasure, and everyone, young and old, gathers around to look.
The high priest was also shocked when he saw what I had made; he clearly understood how much of an advantage these flashlights could bring to the tribe.
Especially in nighttime battles, this treasure helps the tribe overcome the awkward situation of not being able to see the enemy at night.
The high priest seemed the most excited, his eyes filled with gratitude as he looked at me. He quickly grabbed a flashlight from a local and, like a child who had just received a favorite toy, began shining it wildly in all directions.
I tilted my hand back to block the blue light shooting towards my face. Only then did the high priest realize his rudeness and quickly apologized to me repeatedly.
I just smiled and waved my hand; I hadn't cared about such things at all. Seeing that my expression remained unchanged, the high priest breathed a sigh of relief.
"Dante, would you like to go out with me and hunt some game?"
I spoke to Dante beside me with a gentle smile.
“Sir, Dante would certainly like to go with you. Dante wants to go with you wherever he goes.”
Dante responded with a smile, and there was even a burning light in his eyes.
Is it possible to hunt at night? Just thinking about it is so exciting.
They might be more wary in the mountains, but it's different in this area by the river.
The dominant species here is the deinosuchus, so large predators generally don't choose to roam this area.
However, like most cold-blooded animals, the Deinosuchus's mobility and reaction speed become sluggish when the temperature drops at night, at which time it usually hides in its burrow and does not come out.
But it's okay to come out; its eyes reflect light when you shine a flashlight on them at night.
We are worried about so many of our people not having a food source. If everyone could bring one back, it would be an absolutely spectacular sight, like a carnival.
This time, a total of ten of us came out, including the indigenous chief. The other men, who were inherently driven by a hunting spirit, also wanted to come out and see what it was like.
However, the tribe could not be left without someone to guard the pass, so the chief could only tell them that he would bring this group of people out to see the world again next time.
As for the leader... I'm already the leader, so it's reasonable for me to lead everyone out, but of course I have to personally take charge every time.
We went out hunting with the latest equipment, while the men left behind could only watch helplessly as I walked towards the river, their hearts filled with longing.
Although we have a large number of people this time, we still need to take basic precautions. All the natives are carrying spears.
They originally wanted to bring bows and arrows, but I thought about it and stopped them. After all, their bows and arrows were really bad, and I'll have to help them improve them another day.
My own principle is to survive and play it safe. I have brought all my weapons. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that I am a mobile arsenal.
Since people didn't have convenient lighting tools like flashlights before, they were completely clueless and curious about hunting at night.
Now I've become the most experienced night hunter here. I never thought that the gadgets I used to make at night in the countryside would still be useful now.
We had barely left the house when Dante, who was shining a flashlight around aimlessly, made a discovery.
"Sir, may I borrow your blowgun?" Dante smiled and reached out to me to ask for the blowgun.
"Dante, didn't you used to call me 'I'? Why are you calling me 'Sir' now?"
As I spoke, I smiled and took off my blowgun, handing it along with the bag of arrows to Dante.
Dante smiled as he took the blowgun, nodded, and said to me, "I feel it would be disrespectful to call you by your name directly, so I'll just call you sir."
As he spoke, Dante took his blowgun and went to the base of a large tree. I think he probably encountered a flock of birds that were roosting in the tree for the night.
Out of curiosity, we all quietly followed Dante to the base of the big tree.
At this moment, after being illuminated by blue fluorescence, two rows of bamboo partridges were seen squatting neatly on the branches, squinting their eyes, as if they were sleeping.
These silly creatures wouldn't run away even if you shone a flashlight on them in our world. Here, they've probably never even seen a flashlight before, so how would they know what it's for?
Dante was delighted to see that they didn't run away even when illuminated by the light. These creatures are not so easy to approach during the day; they would fly away at the slightest disturbance.
I gently patted Dante on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Friend, it's probably about twenty meters up in that tree. Are you sure you can handle it?"
"Don't worry, sir. Dante's blowgun couldn't go that far before, but it certainly can this time."
I didn't say much, just smiled and nodded as I watched the young man perform his signature skill.
I also want to see just how skilled the young man who tried to shoot down Pat in mid-air really was.
At this point, we helped Dante shine a flashlight on the two rows of bamboo partridges perched on the tree branches.
Dante's aura had completely changed. His eyes were as sharp as Pat's, staring at the bamboo partridge without blinking.
Dante had already calmly loaded a blowgun into his dartbox, then immediately charged up and blew it out. His confidence was something I couldn't match.
"Whoosh!"
A soft whooshing sound came from the air, but Dante ignored it completely. This time, he quickly nocked another blowgun and blew it out.
Dante blew ten blowguns in a row, seemingly blowing them as soon as they were fired, as if the aiming was automatically locked. The first row of bamboo partridges fell one after another in a series of whooshing sounds, without missing a single one.
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