pjbooks Chapter 227 God-level Passive Skill, First Hunting Experience
Chapter 227 God-level Passive Skill, First Hunting Experience
Chapter 227 God-level Passive Skill, First Hunting Experience
"Let me go, let me go, I'm going to kill him, kill him!!!"
With her enemy before her, Fufu's anger was completely uncontrollable. Even with her arms restrained, she still struggled violently with her legs.
Her pupils were bloodshot, burning with two flames of revenge; her mind was consumed by nothing but the desire to perish together with the enemy.
After taking the scissors from her, Mak stood between them: "Listen, ma'am, I understand how you feel, but killing this guy won't put your life back on track. It might even land you in jail. You don't want to spend the rest of your life in prison, do you? I've heard that the tricks used to torment people in women's prisons are no less than those in men's prisons."
"But...but I can't swallow this. Why did he hit me? Why did he torture me in such a cruel way?"
"OK, OK, I understand your grievances." Ma Jie glanced around, picked up a thermal blanket from the chair, and looked at Carl: "Brother, go to the door and meet Sheriff Dave. He's easy to recognize; he's the strongest one. Getting on his good side will help you complete the arrest mission."
"Alright, I'll go greet them." Without giving it much thought, Carl turned and walked towards the door.
Majeke twisted the doorknob, locking it completely from the inside, and then covered the killer's head with a blanket.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? Help...help me!"
Realizing something was wrong, Nats Pearson screamed in fright. Maja sat down at the dressing table, picked up a fashion magazine, and pretended to flip through it while a wicked smile appeared on his lips: "Ladies, I believe you are all very classy and would never lay a hand on my suspect while I'm resting."
When he said "to get physical," he deliberately emphasized his words, as if afraid that others would not understand.
The next second, the strippers, united in their hatred, surrounded him, because everyone was afraid that a similar misfortune would befall them.
It turns out that women are much gentler than men when they fight. They only like to pinch, twist, grab, scratch, pull hair, and slap each other, accompanied by high-pitched verbal abuse throughout, with a very high level of profanity.
"Cough cough, don't pull the blanket off, it will leave a wound."
Observing the intense battle through the mirror, Ma Jieke also had to act as a temporary action instructor, correcting their mistakes in fighting.
Nats Pearson was cornered against the wall, his screams were nothing short of horrific, his body was already covered in bruises, and he was enjoying a tingling full-body massage.
Just as the fierce battle was raging, a knock came at the door, and Sheriff Dave's voice came through the crack: "Madja, what are you doing? Open the door."
"Shh..." He quickly made a shushing gesture, and the dancers stopped performing. At his signal, they returned to their dressing tables and pretended to apply makeup.
The door opened, and a large, round face appeared before you; you could probably squeeze out two ounces of oil from it.
"Good evening, Sir. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Stop talking nonsense, where is he?" Dave was in no mood to joke around with him and looked irritable and restless.
"Officer, I'm here." Upon seeing the LAPD officers, Nats Pearson rushed over as if he had seen his savior, knelt down on the ground, and wept bitterly: "Officer, please take me away. I confess to the crimes I committed. I confess to everything. I just beg you not to leave me here. I'm willing to go to prison to serve my sentence. I'm 100% willing."
"What's going on?" Seeing his unusual behavior, Sergeant Dave was a little confused. In all his years as a police officer, this was the first time he had encountered a suspect so eager to confess.
Ma Jieke laughed and said, "Is that even a question? They must be overwhelmed by your powerful aura. No matter what kind of criminal they are, they can't help but reveal their true colors when they see you."
"Stop talking nonsense, do you think I'm a three-year-old?" Sergeant Dave rolled his eyes at him and ordered the officers behind him, "Take him back first."
"Yes, sir!"
"Excuse my bluntness, old man, but you don't look too well today," Ma Jie said casually while the officers were working.
"Don't even mention it." Dave rubbed his temples, treating him like family. "Three days ago, a mentally ill guy assaulted a guard, escaped from the hospital, and stole a stun gun. This guy used to be a homeless man with severe violent tendencies. I'm worried that he'll go back to the slums and cause trouble because he's desperate."
"My God, why didn't you say so sooner?"
Ma Jieke's heart skipped a beat. A mentally ill person with violent tendencies is like a time bomb. You don't know when he will explode or how much damage he can cause.
"It's not too late to tell you now," Dave sighed. "Anyway, the person who warned you should be careful. The police have already posted his picture on the streets. I won't be able to sleep until this guy is caught."
"Don't worry, unless he hides and doesn't show himself, as long as he dares to show his face, he will definitely give himself away."
In Ma Jieke's view, it was impossible for a mentally ill person to appear on a poor street without being noticed.
If we can capture him alive, not only will we complete the mission, but we'll also make that old bastard Dave owe us a huge favor. It's like Qin Shi Huang touching an electric wire – we've won big!
As the police car carrying the murderer drove further and further away, Fufu stood there, overjoyed and weeping, too excited to say anything.
"Okay, ma'am, don't give me those thank-you notes. I'm tired of hearing them. Let's get down to business."
Before she could speak, Ma Jieke preemptively said, "I've been working so hard for so long, I can't let it all go to waste, can I?"
Fufu immediately returned to the club, and when she came out, she took out a thick brown paper bag from her pocket: "Sir, this is what you deserve. You stood up for me and I will never forget you. You are simply the guardian angel of the underprivileged."
Ma Jie took the money without ceremony, tore open the seal, counted it, and put it in his pocket with satisfaction.
There's nothing to be embarrassed about. This is all my hard-earned money. After all, I often come here to spend money when I'm bored. Now it's just returning it to its rightful owner.
"Alright, the money and goods are settled. If you are satisfied with my service, please remember to give me a five-star review."
After saying that, Ma Jie called Carl and Sandy and left without looking back. After a long day, he planned to go to Chinatown, where the Chinese massage was pretty good.
The task panel refreshed again the following day.
[Main Quest: Participate in any type of mutual aid group for at least 30 minutes] Reward Value: ★
[Side Quest: Sample 10 street foods in Koreatown, Current Progress 0/10] Reward Value: ★★☆
[Challenge Mission: Capture 3 outlaws within 10 days and hand them over to the police. Current progress: 1/3] Reward Value: ★★★★★★★
After glancing at the main questline, Ma Jieke decided to strategically abandon it, as the next five rewards were crucial and there was no need to waste them on low-star quests.
So he decided to start with the side quests, but he had to complain that such disgusting quests were only worth two and a half stars. Shouldn't they be worth ten stars?
However, in order to improve my skills, I didn't care about anything else and drove straight to Koreatown to finish up.
Korean BBQ, Korean fried chicken, bibimbap, kimbap... this is for people with big appetites.
In the end, having no other choice, in order to meet the quota, I had to hold my nose and taste the kimchi and army stew served at the state banquet. Fortunately, the task description only required tasting, not finishing the food, so I narrowly escaped punishment.
Once the progress is complete, check the skills as usual.
【Infrastructure Maniac Iv3】: Permanently enhances your ability and skills in building shelters in the wild. Can be upgraded multiple times.
【Fishing Master Iv3】: Permanently improves your proficiency and skills in using various fishing tackle. Multiple selections can be used to upgrade.
[Focus (Passive)]: When using bows and crossbows, accuracy increases by 5% for every second of sustained aiming.
The maximum is 50%.
As expected, under the influence of the [Manipulate the Shop], only skills related to wilderness survival will appear.
Needless to say, the Infrastructure Maniac skill is a foundational skill, so you can't go wrong with any of the choices.
The sturdiness and comfort of the shelter directly affect the athletes' physical health and mental state.
The same principle applies to expert anglers: where there is fresh water, there are fish, and fish provide fat and protein, which are essential nutrients for the human body.
There was once a contestant who relied solely on fishing to accumulate a large amount of smoked dried fish and managed to survive all the way to the finals.
However, compared to these two skills, Ma Jieke is more interested in [Focus].
According to the literal description, as long as you aim accurately, you can stack hits at 5% per second, with a maximum of 50%, meaning it only takes 10 seconds to stack to the maximum.
This powerful passive effect, combined with the base hit rate provided by the Archer class, is practically equivalent to hitting the target every time.
To put it more bluntly, even a complete novice who has never hunted with a bow and arrow, with a hit rate of zero, has a 50% chance of hitting the prey.
These prey naturally include smaller targets such as birds, squirrels, and grouse, and are not limited to large herbivores and predators.
More importantly, Ma Jie can now rely on this skill to gather materials in the Los Angeles wilderness.
Therefore, from any perspective, it is slightly better than building and fishing.
After analysis, I immediately acquired the passive skill [Focus] to improve my archery and hunting abilities first.
I opened the large map and didn't see the red skull marker appear. It seems that this so-called quest guide has a hidden prerequisite and won't just tell you where the target is.
However, it was only the second day, and Ma Jie was not in a hurry. He went to a nearby chain store that specializes in hunting equipment and picked out an ultra-lightweight hunting suit, which cost $598.
The kit includes a composite bow, ten carbon fiber arrows, a hunting suit, a pair of hunting boots, a waist-mounted quiver, and essential accessories such as a release device.
After getting his hunting gear ready, Majek, along with Bruce and a GoPro action camera, set off for the countryside with his car and dog in high spirits.
North of Los Angeles lies a vast expanse of forests, canyons, and deserts, making it a hunting paradise. Many animals thrive there, including cottontail rabbits, beavers, wild boars, and coyotes.
The government not only does not oppose it, but encourages citizens to hunt, because they damage crops, spread diseases, attack humans, and affect the ecological balance.
In the city, there is even a type of bird called the Canada Goose that gathers in parks, golf courses, and other places every day, producing a lot of feces that pollutes the environment. During the breeding season, it becomes even more aggressive and will attack pedestrians who approach it without restraint, making it a veritable "urban pest".
More than two hours later, Majac arrived at the Tungwa Valley in the northwest. This place was even more sparsely populated than the Bigleaf Forest and Hollywood Hills, which also fit the tone of "Living Alone in the Wild".
Arriving at an unnamed lake, MaJack decided to stop the car, carefully check the equipment, and then take Bruce on a hike into the valley.
This is a natural forest belt that is very characteristic of California, with rolling terrain and covered with common coastal redwoods, yellow pines and hard-wooded black oaks.
It's autumn now, and the thick layer of bright yellow fallen leaves covers the ground, creating a breathtaking view. Stepping on them with boots produces a mix of "shush" and "crunch" sounds, which are quite soothing.
"Hiss, whew."
Ma Jieke took a deep, pleasant breath, enjoying the refreshing feeling of the natural oxygen bar and smelling a faint scent of pine wood—something he could never experience in a metropolis with excessive carbon emissions.
Attach one GoPro to your chest with the shoulder strap for first-person view, and connect the other to a handheld gimbal for free view.
"Test, test, this is MaJack."
After pointing the microphone at the lavalier microphone and making a sound, a very clear audio signal was simultaneously received in the monitoring headphones.
"Looks like the sound recording is working fine." He waved to the camera as he walked forward, "Hello interviewer, I'm currently in the Tungwa Valley, and I'm about to conduct a hunt independently."
After giving a brief introduction, I pointed the camera out into the wild and walked slowly toward a lush pine forest.
All around was silent, except for the sound of footsteps crushing the fallen leaves and the chirping of birds hidden deep in the forest.
About ten minutes later, Ma Jie suddenly stopped, pointed the GoPro at the bushes at his feet, and said with a slightly excited tone: "Look what I found! A smooth path formed by repeated trampling. This usually leads to an extremely hidden corner. Judging from the size, it should be a rabbit's den."
This inference is not just idle talk; it comes from the fact that Ma Jieke loved catching rabbits in the wild when he was a child, which also honed his keen eye.
He immediately slowed his pace, took out a spray bottle from his hunting clothes pocket, and sprayed some on himself. It was made from deer urine, which could effectively mask human scent and help confuse prey.
"Look, another discovery." After crouching low and moving forward for a while, Ma Jieke pointed the camera at a patch of low grass: "Wild rabbits like to eat grass and tender shoots. After they gnaw on them, they leave a clean 45-degree angled cut. However, to avoid predators, rabbits rarely eat near their homes, which means that their real dens are still some distance away."
Just as Ma Jieke was demonstrating his abilities, he had exhausted all his knowledge, when a rustling sound came from the grass not far away.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a plump gray cottontail rabbit.
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