"Of course, to unleash the power of these arrows, you need a good bow and a strong archer."
Upon listening, Cao Xing had a look of realization on his face.
It was evident that, according to Harold, this could indeed greatly enhance the practicality of these arrows.
The drawback was that they were too heavy, greatly reducing the range.
"Very well, let's make them using your method."
With Cao Xing's approval, a smile appeared on Harold's face.
Then, a new item appeared in Cao Xing's hand.
It was a black-purple tendril, about one or two meters long and as thick as a little finger.
It was from the [Nightmare Cannibal Flower's tendril].
"Mr. Harold, these are tendrils from a plant with sharp barbs on the surface. My idea is to craft them into a long whip. Do you have any better suggestions?"
Although Cao Xing already had an idea, he still wanted to ask Harold.
After all, when it came to crafting equipment, he was the professional.
