Traveling through time and space to achieve a well-off life with your family

After listening to the thrilling hunting scenes described by the orcs of the hunting team, Cheng Mo went to find Xiongtai. Recently, people's demand for furniture has been decreasing, and Xiongtai has time to think about making weapons. When Cheng Mo came to him, he was studying the crossbow.

"Xiongtai, are you busy?" Cheng Mo asked after knocking on the door.

"Ah! It's the city lord! What's the matter?" Xiongtai straightened up and turned around to see that it was Cheng Mo.

"Are you researching weapons?" Cheng Mo walked closer and saw the crossbows placed on the table.

"Yes, I have figured out the structure of the crossbow, but I don't know what the bowstring is made of. I have looked through books, but it doesn't mention it." Xiongtai said helplessly as he picked up the crossbow on the table.

"I remember it seemed to be animal tendons?" Cheng Mo said uncertainly.

"Animal tendons?" Xiong Tai repeated as he touched the thin bowstring. He saw a lot of animal tendons in his daily life, but the bowstring on this crossbow was so white and sharp that it was hard to imagine what kind of animal tendons it was made of.

"When the time comes, you can try it out. Try a few different ones and maybe you can find the right bowstring material." Cheng Mo said.

"Okay, by the way, what are you here for, Lord City Lord?" Xiong Tai got inspiration from Cheng Mo and wanted to collect some animal tendons immediately, but Cheng Mo was still here. He suppressed his excitement and asked Cheng Mo the purpose of coming to find him.

"I'm here to ask you to make some bows and arrows." Cheng Mo said as he dipped his fingers in water and started drawing on the table.

Xiongtai looked at the bow and arrow on the table, looked at Cheng Mo with some confusion and asked: "I'm sorry, Lord City Lord, I don't quite understand what you mean by this drawing?"

"It's similar to a crossbow, but its appearance is so complicated. It consists of a bow and an arrow. The bow should be made of elastic wood, and the arrow is a thin piece of wood, but the head should be equipped with an arrowhead made of iron, and the tail should be equipped with feathers. The feathers are used to control the direction and stabilize the arrow. Do you understand what I mean?" Cheng Mo explained it once, and was afraid that Xiongtai didn't understand it, so he drew it again on the table.

Xiongtai thought for a while, took out an arrow from the crossbow and gestured: "Should we add some feathers behind this one? What kind of feathers should we use?"

"Uh! This... I'm not sure either. How about trying a few types of feathers? But it's best to choose hard feathers. Too soft ones are not easy to use." After all, Cheng Mo was also a half-baked person. It was not easy for him to think of making a bow and arrow for hunting. Nowadays, people are still accustomed to transforming into beasts to hunt, so they would never think of using weapons. The iron swords made by the iron smelter were well collected and not easily taken out for use.

"Ding Dong! Main Mission Nine: Teach the orcs how to use weapons to hunt correctly!" 079, who had not appeared for a long time, suddenly appeared and issued a mission.

"Are you kidding me? I don't even know how to use it myself, and you want me to teach them?!" When Cheng Mo heard the content of the task, he almost couldn't hold back his expression and complained wildly in his heart.

"Ding Dong! You can't, but your partner can!" 079 said nonchalantly.

"What do you mean? What have you asked Banmu to do recently?" As soon as he heard the content about Banmu, Cheng Mo turned into Sherlock Holmes. He keenly perceived the meaning of Chapter 079.

"!" 079 hurriedly closed the connection with Cheng Mo, but it was too late. Its boss's sinister voice rang out: "079! Can't you keep your mouth shut!?"

"Wow! I'm sorry! Boss! I didn't mean to do that! I didn't know you let the orc participate in the martial arts performance without letting the Chosen One know!" 079 Little Light Ball was once again packed into the small dark room by its boss.

"Hey! 079! Pretending to be dead again!" Cheng Mo couldn't contact 079 and could only curse in his heart, but when he thought about what Ban Mu had gone out to do, he became a little worried. After hurriedly saying goodbye to the murder stage, Cheng Mo went home.

Cheng Mo was not in the mood to go out to check on the growth of the little watermelons. He sat in the yard, watching Cheng Lingqu teaching the cubs to read, while anxiously waiting for Ban Mu to come home.

Although there was no expression on his face, Cheng Lingqu was still keenly aware of Cheng Mo's bad mood. After he finished teaching, he let the little cubs go home to review. The little cubs who were not kept after school today cheered and ran back home one after another.

"Dad, what happened? You don't seem to be in a good mood!" Cheng Lingqu sat next to Cheng Mo and asked tentatively.

Cheng Mo looked at the worry on Cheng Lingqu's face, smiled and said, "How could that be! Why do you ask that?"

Cheng Lingqu raised her hand and gently stroked Cheng Mo's brow and said, "It won't look good if you wrinkle it here!"

Cheng Mo grabbed Cheng Lingqu's hand and remained silent for a long time, but still did not tell the truth. In his eyes, Cheng Lingqu was still the well-behaved and quiet little kid. Their adult affairs should not make the children worry.

"Dad is fine. I'm sorry that you were worried!" Cheng Mo hugged Cheng Lingqu and said.

Cheng Lingqu curled up quietly in Cheng Mo's broad arms like a docile kitten. Although he was still young, he seemed to have sensed the troubles and worries in his father's heart. However, facing Cheng Mo who was unwilling to reveal the truth, all Cheng Lingqu could do was to hug him tightly, and convey his love and comfort to his father with his tender arms.

"Dad, don't be sad, I will grow up quickly and help you share all your worries!" Cheng Lingqu muttered silently in his heart. He knew very well that his father was under great pressure. His father wandered around the city every day, and sometimes he and his father would go on a long journey together to find more supplies for the city so that everyone could live a better life. Although he was reluctant to separate from his father and his family, he was very well-behaved and did not make a fuss. He was still young, and it was too dangerous to go out with his father and his family. All he could do was stay in the city, live a good life, and not let his father and his family worry.

"I want to grow up quickly! Then I can help my dad! And my dad can spend more time with me, right?" thought the young Cheng Lingqu. At this moment, a firm belief took root in the depths of Cheng Lingqu's little heart - he must work hard to grow up and become strong as soon as possible.

At this moment, Cheng Lingqu's inner world was full of longing and expectation for the future. On the other hand, Cheng Mo was unaware of his son's thoughts. He just hugged the baby tightly in his arms, feeling the pure warmth from the child. The child's hot body temperature seemed to penetrate his skin and into his bones, slightly alleviating his inner worries and uneasiness.

At this moment, the father and son leaned on each other, and the tacit understanding between them did not need words. They enjoyed this rare quiet time together, and silently prayed that the future days would be smooth, happy and healthy.