Chapter 38
Leeanne rinsed the wooden spatula and flipped the pancake with a practiced fick. Yeah. Give it a couple once to set on might even have baby chicks popping out.]
She then mused, ‘Chicks take twenty–one days to hatch normally, But de rank four dimes fater to the spars t five or six days here.
Wait… what do baby chicks even eat? Is there anything special I need to watch on for?
She froze, spatula hovering mid–air. ‘Perfect. Now I’ve gotta figure out how to raise chickens too
With a frustrated little huff, she opened the small group chat and typed [ny of you guys know how to make day–nint chicks?]
Rodger: [Nope.]
Danelle: [Not a clue.]
William: [Beats me.]
Leeanne blew out a slow breath. ‘If Grandma and Grandpa were still around, they’d know exactly what to do. They reser chicks when I was a kid.
‘Oh well. I still hacve a few days. I’ll deal with it later!
The pancakes cooked up fast, golden and fluffy. She slid one onto a plate for Rodger and kept the other for herself.
Paired with that creamy cod porridge, it was straight–up comfort food heaven.
Breakfast done, it was time to grind some archery skills.
The sea demon vine was handling all the chest–hauling and ocean watch for her, so Leeanne had nothing dragging her down.
Her only focus for the next few days was racking up combat experience and pumping those stats.
Camelia messaged her first. [Hey, totally forgot to mention, I actually can’t teach you archery right now.)
Leeanne: [How come?]
Camelia: [You need a legit range. At least 110 yards long. Sure, beginners can start closer, but once you get better you’ll want the full distance.
[Arrows drop into the water constantly. Miss once and they’re gone for good. Huge waste. Ideally you’d want it longer or with some kinda backstop. It’s just a massive hassle.]
Camelia had only realized that little detail this morning. Her own raft was already around 200 square feet, which was pretty solid progress, and even she didn’t have room for a real range.
She thought no way Leeanne could stretch hers out past 110 yards this quickly. Nobody could pull that off
So she had to back out of the deal. She wasn’t about to string Leeanne along.
Leeanne thought for a second, then typed back: [Would 220 yards do the trick?]
1/4
5:56 pm X
Chapter 88
Camelia Thard be more than enough that her in the work as pretty and yo
‘Where’s the getting that kinda wood and weiler de wed
Leeannes (Hold up a minute 1
She ducked into storage and piled on stacks parked at
She had way too much stuff scattered across her main rate they’d detwasy in the bore th
know Camelia well enough yet to flash everything the owned
So she decided to build a separate training lane just for this
A six–hundred–fifty–foot–long strip, three feet wide, would need exutky two bowdred gaskets format what w thousand nails in total.
Thanks to the small fortune she’d made selling, those braders, the cold stond fox say
She was a bit short on nails, so she fired up the furnace, smelted a handful of wron inpps to confort ett exe a narrow 3–by–650–foot lane straight off the back of her raft.
Her current platform measured roughly twenty-five by a hundred feet, so the simply ran the new version of t
center row.
From afar, it looked exactly like a long, skinny tail trailing behind the main body
Next, she grabbed her high–quality iron aze and quickly carved out a round wooden dik to serve as the target
The razor–sharp edge made the job effortless, a regular aze would have turned it into a frustrating dog
When it was done, she pinged Camelia again. Any particular specs for the target? How high should the bononseye st]
Camelia frowned at her screen. ‘Why’s she asking about targets? Nobody’s selling those in regional
She replied: [Bullseye about four feet off the deck. But honestly, you’d be better off grinding materials and trying to craft a bow in a week.
[Honestly though, it’s gonna be tough. Maybe switch to a different weapon for now)
‘She’s totally messing around, Camelia thought. Archery practice on a raft? With zero experience, spears would be a whole lot simpler.
Leeanne split a few logs, mounted the target at the exact height, and carefully painted neat concentric rings across the fer
She stepped back, gave everything a final once–over, then fired off a video request. [Hey, take a look. This work for you!
Camelia accepted the call and instantly locked onto Leeanne.
Her breath caught. Leeanne was young, ridiculously young, and drop–dead gorgeous in that effortless, fresh–faced way
Leeanne was practically a celebrity in the game. Her name kept popping up in global announcements first island landing. first kills, first everything, always topping the contribution boards.
Camelia had pictured someone in her mid–thirties at least, maybe even pushing forty. Instead, the woman on the screen looked barely twenty, with flawless, glowing skin that screamed youth.
2/4
Chapter
wwwberry then here you
by Hypple he
key way were thereby pect of Meredygt
St Auburn Ho
Camera ge dem de memory things
The ovepedale daly Reed be you you have
ke then her paw really did deny “This store sexy foyer
The lane deerbed cow were to bow wwwyu hundent say to y
Best of all, it was completely empry to form MSES tre pe appea
That the Leemne hudboule file who Ming jurt for grante
She’s kunded, Camelia fhootor, a line or owner she’s bigger ret
Leeatme broke the dence “Sweet Yay to 197
“Yeah, lers get to W7 Camelia straightened up digging of
She was getting prime beet for this fit, and the was determined were every site.
VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Double Drop Buff Surviving The Endless Ocean