CHAPTER 166: CHAPTER 136: JUST LIKE A DAIRY COW (5K)

Previously, when he led these guards out to search for ore veins, he hunted down a few Red Deer and wild boars.

He also instructed the chef to preserve the sinew as much as possible.

But how much was that?

A full-grown cow can yield only three to five sinews at most.

Far less than the needed three hundred pieces.

With the current livestock numbers in the territory, it simply cannot support such a large number of animal sinews.

The only solution is to purchase animal sinews from outside the territory.

Or to produce linen rope as a substitute.

Lynn’s mind instantly recalled Boer when he first came to his territory, bringing four thousand pounds of linen.

Judging by the time, the retting process should be just about complete.

Immediately.

Lynn left the Bow and Arrow Workshop and called Kuisi over, who was explaining something to the villagers.

Upon hearing Lynn’s inquiry, Kuisi reminisced for a few seconds before responding, "Yes, Master Lynn, after you mentioned retting, all four thousand pounds of linen were immersed into the river."

Under Kuisi’s guidance, Lynn came to the banks of the Acadia River.

Lynn glanced over and discovered bundles of linen soaking in the river water.

After this period of soaking and degumming, the linen has indeed completed the degumming process!

The next steps involve washing and drying.

Afterward, it can be used to weave linen rope!

Lynn instructed Kuisi to gather several villagers to wash the retted linen, and couldn’t help but marvel.

If Boer hadn’t coincidentally come to his territory, he naturally wouldn’t be able to start making linen rope so soon.

Without linen rope, he would have to temporarily buy from outside the territory.

The time spent going back and forth might even rival starting the retting process from scratch.

It seems like a coincidence, yet one can see the depth accumulated by a territory existing long enough.

The longer a force exists, the stronger its foundation becomes!

Something far beyond what Lynn’s territory can compare to.

However.

To Lynn, this doesn’t mean much.

As long as he’s given enough time, he will certainly surpass those forces!

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He left the task of washing and brewing the linen to Kuisi to manage.

Lynn departed from the village with Red and a dozen guards.

The Bow and Arrow Workshop has already been set up.

The substitute materials for making bowstrings are also in place.

Yet, to craft a more powerful longbow with a longer effective shooting range, a substantial amount of animal sinew is still essential.

What’s needed now is to find quality wood for making the bow body.

Besides Purple Fir Wood, elm, ash, and hickory are all excellent quality woods for bow bodies.

Meanwhile, Lynn can continue to build up [Hunting] Skills Experience.

Through hunting, he can procure more meat for the territory.

A win-win situation.

Mo Ying’s powerful horse legs rapidly thundered down the gravel road, producing a series of resonant hoofbeats.

Mixing with the hoofbeats of Red and the guard’s horses behind.

Intermittent and overlapping.

And behind the horses.

White Spirit Night spread its four legs and raced alongside them.

Quickly arriving in the forest.

Lynn gripped the Horn Bow in his left hand, pinched the arrow tail on the bowstring with his right hand, strolling within.

His gaze swept continuously ahead, ears attuned to all movements around.

Beside him, White Spirit Night kept its wolf head low, continually sniffing the ground.

After nearly two hours of searching.

Just as White Spirit was still sniffing the scent, it suddenly halted.

Its pupils fixated straight ahead.

Not only White Spirit, but Black Night also sensed something and looked over.

Lynn’s gaze shifted.

A fat gray-furred rabbit was slightly standing ahead under White Spirit Night’s watch.

With its three-part mouth continuously chewing on leaves, its gemstone-like rabbit eyes stared directly at White Spirit and Black Night.

As Lynn was about to raise his bow, the gray rabbit sensed danger and sprinted into the distant bush thicket.

White Spirit Night was not sluggish, they immediately pursued.

Though White Spirit Night wasn’t more than a few months old, faced with prey, they still retained their predatory instincts.

Lynn didn’t chase but chose a different direction to continue hunting.

Regardless of whether White Spirit Night catches that rabbit, it improves their wild survival ability.

Consider it a field training exercise.

After searching for another half-hour.

Lynn’s pace gradually slowed.

Ahead of him, a herd of Red Deer strolled through the forest.

Long, slender hooves stepped on leaves and branches, creating a noisy rustling sound.

Lynn held his breath, slowly lifted the Horn Bow in his hand.

His eyes slightly narrowed, aiming at a robust Red Deer in front.

In the next instant.

Lynn’s eyes opened, his fingers releasing the arrow tail.

Whoosh!

A rapid sound of air breaking echoed through the forest.

The arrow containing terrifying power pierced through an adult Red Deer’s lungs, puncturing the heart.

[Hunting Experience +1]

A nearly four hundred-pound body slammed heavily to the ground, producing a dull sound.

Lynn wanted to nock another arrow, but the herd had already scattered and fled.

Instead.

The guards who slowly closed in from a distance.

Raised their Iron Spears, hurling them toward the individual Red Deer ahead.

Forty men surrounding a dozen Red Deer.

Ultimately, only seven or eight adult Red Deer were hunted down.

The complex forest terrain makes hunting far from easy.

Nonetheless.

It’s only half a day’s time.

As the guards carried one Red Deer after another, preparing to return to the established camp.

The sound of stepping on dry tree branches reached Lynn’s ears.

Lynn turned to look, it was indeed White Spirit and Black Night who chased the gray rabbit away.

Dangled in White Spirit’s mouth was the runaway gray rabbit!

Though Black Night constantly attempted to snatch the rabbit from White Spirit’s mouth, White Spirit agilely evaded.

Upon finding Lynn, White Spirit laid the rabbit at Lynn’s feet.

Afterward, it looked up at Lynn.

Black Night made another attempt to seize, only to be scared away by White Spirit’s growl.

Seeing this scene, Lynn instantly understood.

Lynn bent down, touched White Spirit’s head, and said, "The prey you hunted is for you to eat."

White Spirit seemingly understood Lynn’s words and retreated a few steps, allowing Black Night to snatch the rabbit away, heading toward the bushes.

White Spirit saw this and immediately gave chase...

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As the night descended.

Lynn led the guards back to the camp.

The cooks had already built the bonfire, and as the guards laid the Red Deer down, they promptly began butchering and cleaning for Cooking.

Shortly after.

Red also returned to camp with a few guards.

Feeling Lynn’s gaze, Red stepped up to Lynn, crouched, and began explaining.

"Master Lynn, we found plenty of Purple Fir Wood!"

Lynn nodded, "Arrange for twenty men to fell them tomorrow."

More than fifty men, felling a dozen logs, using axes and Iron Saws for initial processing.

Then transport the processed logs back to the village, easy and simple.

Red answered, sitting beside Lynn, warming by the fire.