Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

Tang Wen wanted to sleep, and the two women understood why.

Zhou Bing casually explained to the Queen and got up to go into the inner room. She climbed onto the jujube-red solid wood bed and bent over to spread out the bedding.

As she was about to get off the bed, she felt a weight on her back and was embraced around the waist.

"There are people outside," she whispered.

But she held Tang Wen's hand, and it was unclear whether she was trying to pry it open or press it down.

After a period of intimacy, Zhou Bing straightened her clothes and walked out of the room.

Tang Wen lay on the bed, meditated for a while, and naturally fell asleep.

In a daze, his eyes lit up, and he saw a grassland.

It was late winter, and the grass was withered and yellow.

He walked forward until he reached the foot of a mountain.

Looking up, the mountain was majestic, towering, and reaching into the clouds.

In the dream, everything was hazy and blurry.

Tang Wen's consciousness was not very clear.

His gaze slowly fell, and when he looked at the ground again.

The withered and yellow grass had turned into rows of artistic characters made of grass.

【Two white tigers are heading towards your location】

Tang Wen's spirits lifted, and he blinked. The writing on the grass changed.

【The Boat Gang sent someone to ask when we will enter the underground. I told them it depends on Elder Tang Wen's orders】

Well, just stall them for now.

It's impossible to go down rashly.

The White Tiger Clan's Fifth Rank is Tang Wen's biggest trump card and cannot be lost.

However, he also understood that stalling wouldn't work forever.

After all, resources from Ganshan City were continuously being transported to the White Tiger Tribe.

But the experts of the White Tiger Tribe had not fulfilled their due responsibility of guarding.

If this went on for too long, not to mention the Huang family and the Boat Gang causing trouble, other large forces in Ganshan City would also be dissatisfied.

In this regard, the interests of all families were the same.

If the White Tiger Tribe sent a few Fifth Rank experts to guard, the other families could send fewer, or even if they couldn't send fewer, it would provide more security during underground battles.

At least it could reduce the mortality rate considerably.

【There are many Sixth Rank experts in the clan, but even if they travel at the fastest speed, it will take them nearly twenty days to reach Ganshan City and then go to your location. It is recommended that Elder Tang directly ask the Holy Maiden for help…】

Ask Hu Lanlan?

No problem, I'll leave her a message later.

Eating soft rice, Tang Wen was already used to it.

He ate Zhou Bing's and the Queen's at the camp earliest.

Later, he ate Shui Yun's at the Blackwater Gang.

Now he's eating Hu Lan's. It can be said that he is skilled and experienced!

Tang Wen's consciousness sank, and he withdrew from the dream. When he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn outside the window.

He stretched lazily, took out the [Concentric Mirror], and unsurprisingly saw Hu Lan's message.

One of them was:

【Need a Sixth Rank to guard the camp? Beg me!】

A little white tiger with the word "Lan" written on its forehead was laughing.

"Lan'er is getting naughty."

Continuing to read, the problem was even more tricky:

【As long as you call me good sister? I will not only help you, but also be the best in the world with you】

The "Lan" character little white tiger with hands on hips.

Tang Wen snorted and replied with a burst of messages, using voice:

【Lan'er, you have a misunderstanding about me!】

【How could I be the kind of person who would casually agree to other people's conditions and fawn on them just to ask for help?!】

【Lan'er, you disappoint me so much!】

He paused for a while with a sigh below.

【Good sister~】

Tang Wen's tone was gentle.

【I mainly wanted to call you that!】

He had no emotional fluctuations in his heart and called her several times in a row.

Only after putting away the Mind Asking Mirror did he get up and come to the outer room.

On the small bed where the maids and concubines were supposed to sleep, a thick quilt wrapped a figure in red.

Queen Xia Qingge didn't leave yesterday.

Tang Wen's movement of going out seemed to wake her up.

A pair of big eyes opened and quickly closed again, and she turned over wrapped in the quilt to continue sleeping.

This guy really doesn't treat himself as an outsider.

Curves rising and falling, Tang Wen closed the door and came to the main room.

The three women had been drinking until dawn, and Tang Tang and Zhou Bing were still sleeping.

The diligent maid had prepared roujiamo (meat sandwiches), tea eggs, and thick millet porridge, as well as dishes of side dishes.

Tang Wen had a big appetite, devoured everything, and swept it all away.

Days at home are always leisurely.

After breakfast, he and Xiaoliu and Taohua pushed the small cart for making roujiamo.

Squeakily, they came to the inner city market.

The stall owners were thinly dressed and wore straw raincoats.

It could block rain and snow, but it couldn't stop the biting north wind at all.

It snowed again last night, and it was so cold that they couldn't stand still.

Taohua said softly: "Usually, husband and wife run a stall together."

"But I see that most stalls have only one person."

"The other person is warming up at home, and the two take turns every once in a while." After Taohua finished speaking, she looked at her pocket watch and said in a calm voice: "It's half past eight in the morning."

This was telling the stall owners the time.

"Did you hear that? Miss Taohua said it's half past eight!"

"Hey, the one behind, it's half past eight now."

"It's half past eight. No wonder I feel so cold. It turns out the two ladies came to the stall half an hour later than usual."

"In a while, my wife will come to replace me."

"…"

Except in bed, Tang Wen hadn't paid attention to the time for a long time.

Half past eight in the morning.

His concept of this time point was still when he was a working person.

At half past eight in late autumn, riding an electric bike would bring a biting cold wind to the face.

Wearing a helmet couldn't stop it, and after riding a few kilometers, he would be frozen all over.

At half past eight in winter, it was the crowded, mixed-smelling, and foggy Route 67 bus!

If the above scene did not appear, and it was not a rare Sunday, it meant that he was going to be late and would have his salary deducted…

Recalling these things, Tang Wen felt more sympathy for the stall vendors who were constantly stomping their feet in front of him.

The camp must develop.

At the very least, the problem of having enough to eat and wear must be solved.

The sun broke through the thick fog.

The stall vendors' families came one after another.

Then the first batch of customers arrived one after another.

They had just come out of the "red house" and still had a strong smell of rouge and powder on them.

They came to the market specifically to buy some gadgets and snacks to coax their families.

Tang Wen strolled casually, making frequent purchases. Every time he visited a stall, he bought something.

Although he didn't spend a few taels of silver in total, the vendors all looked at this wealthy young master expectantly, hoping that he would come to their stall.

The patrons of the red house left after buying things.

The women in the red house, wearing animal skin coats, came to the street again.

They slept during the day and worked at night, working the night shift.

Coming out at this time was to relax and stroll before going to bed.

The fragrance came from afar, and the stall owners perked up.

The main consumers had arrived.

No matter when, women's money was easy to earn.

Tang Wen turned his footsteps and did not meet with this group of women.

He put the things he bought into the box and left them for the two women. He took a roujiamo at random and left the market to stroll around the city.

There was no change in the inner city.

The outer city was the same.

Houses and shacks of various shapes, pedestrians with numb faces.

Tang Wen walked for a long time, but he didn't meet many people.

In the cold winter, people would definitely be hungry after walking a few steps.

Ordinary families were lying in bed sleeping around a charcoal stove.

They were really preparing to get through the winter.

Unconsciously, his footsteps stopped in front of a wooden door.

[No. 6, Fifth Street]

The place where the siblings lived last winter.

It cost a lot of grain to rent it at that time.

There was a lock on the door. He had no intention of entering. He looked inside through the crack in the door. The layout had not changed. There were obvious traces of sweeping on the ground.

Given the elder sister's habit of hiding things, this was probably still their courtyard.

Continuing forward, just as he approached Courtyard No. 18, a series of laughter came:

A woman was teasing a child.

"The maid is pregnant, but unfortunately there are no red-billed blue magpies to eat this year."

"I went out to see the market the day before yesterday. The meat sellers in the inner city were sold out early in the morning. When I rushed over from the outer city, I couldn't even buy bones."

"Alas! In a year of severe drought, it is already a great blessing to have enough to eat."

"Then see if the breeding farm can release a few New Year pigs in a few days."

"If Brother Tang Wen were here, that would be great."

"Tang Wen is already a commander. Why are you still calling him brother?"

"A woman knows nothing."

“Humph……”

Tang Wen quietly retreated, hid his figure, and stepped into the air.

About a meal's time passed.

Holding a half-grown ram and five red-billed blue magpies upside down, he appeared in front of the door again.

In fact, he encountered several prey along the way, but he didn't do anything.

There were far fewer prey outside the camp than last year.

They were all so hungry that they were skin and bones. It was useless to catch them. It was better to keep them as seeds.

Hopefully, they can get through this winter.

Dang dang dang!

Tang Wen threw the sheep and red-billed blue magpies at the door and reached out to knock on the door.

“Coming! Who is it in the cold weather?” Li Da Niu signaled his wife to take the child back to the yard.

He himself was wearing leather armor, and he casually carried a hammer and came to the door.

Squeak.

A crack opened in the palm-thick wooden door.

No one?

"Come out. I see you!"

Tang Wen shook his head and smiled silently.

This Li Da Niu is quite cunning.

However, my invisibility is difficult for even Fifth Rank experts to see through.

Whoosh!

One of the wooden doors was suddenly pulled open.

It was silent outside the door.

Li Da Niu was stunned. Really no one?

The two doors were wide open, and the street was empty.

What is this on the ground?

Seeing the red-billed blue magpies, his expression became complicated.

He took two steps to the street and observed left and right. The street was empty and there was no one.

After a while, he picked up the sheep, picked up the five red-billed blue magpies, went back into the house, and closed the door.

“Husband! Where did this come from?” the woman exclaimed.

“Hush! Keep your voice down. My brother Tang Wen sent it.”

“Brother Tang is back? Then why don’t you invite people to sit at home!”

Li Da Niu touched his head: “I only saw the things, but I didn’t see the person.”

The woman was silent for a moment: “He’s probably busy. I’ll ask Miss Tang when I see her later.”

“Yes, I’m going to slaughter the sheep.”

“No, slaughter it at night.”

“Alright, then let’s eat red-billed blue magpies first. It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten them……”

The voices of the conversation in the room disappeared.

Tang Wen revealed his figure, no longer wandering around, and turned to walk towards home.

Speaking of which, in the beginning, his home was in the shack at the door.

Clearly, there was nothing there, but every time he returned from the outside, he still felt very warm.

Later, his home was in the courtyard he had just passed.

He and Li Da Niu took care of each other, and there was meat for every meal, and millet could be eaten to the full.

Then, he met Zhou Bing and started eating sweet soft rice……

Speaking of which, Sister Bing is still a virgin, right?

“What are you waiting for him to do? The kid will naturally come back to eat when he’s hungry! Ah, listen, footsteps, he’s back, put the meat in, put the meat in!”

Xia Qingge held up her chopsticks and looked at the women dissatisfied.

After a series of arguments, the women remained unmoved.

Zhou Bing protected the mutton, and Xiao Taozi protected the beef, and they just wouldn't put it in the pot.

Xia Qingge didn't dare to really snatch it, and her expression was very helpless.

“This time he’s really back. I heard his footsteps!”

“Heh, you’ve said that eight times.”

“The last time was to trick you into getting meat. This time it’s real. Xiao Taozi, do you believe what your sister says?”

Xiao Taozi blinked and hid behind Tang Tang.

The door opened, and wind and snow poured in.

Taking advantage of everyone looking outside.

Xia Qingge grabbed the meat that Zhou Bing was protecting and pushed it into the pot while waving her chopsticks.

No one cared, everyone's attention was on Tang Wen.

Zhou Bing took off his outer coat for him.

Cuilian brought hot tea.

Even Xiao Taozi took out a hawthorn cake and handed it over.

Xia Qingge curled her lips, the thin slices of meat cooked as soon as they were blanched, but no one was rushing to eat it. She picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into her mouth, but felt that the taste was just average.

“Sit down and eat quickly! What are you looking at him for? Haven’t you seen him before?”

When everyone sat down, picked up their chopsticks and scooped up the meat, the taste came back.

“Sure enough, meat tastes better when you fight for it!”

No one answered, no one paid attention to her.

The women pricked up their ears and listened to Tang Wen speak.

Even though he was just talking about ordinary things in the inner and outer cities, the women still listened with great interest.

Humph!

Xia Qingge narrowed her eyes, and her voice rose three degrees: “When are you leaving this time?”

Zhou Bing shot an unkind look over.

The other women frowned, and Xia Qingge smiled secretly.

She took a chopstick of beef dipped in the chili sauce and sesame sauce that Tang Wen brought and put it in her mouth. The taste was chewy and full of flavor!

It was even more delicious.

After eating two bites, she added: “Also! When the time comes, will I have to go with you?”

The women all looked at her, with more or less dissatisfaction.

Zhou Bing grabbed a chopstick of meat and put it in her plate: “Eat yours!”

Tang Tang also poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her to shut her up.

……

Afternoon, the palace.

Except for the commanders and generals stationed outside, all the martial artists and extraordinary beings were present.

Flame Camp has taken over the territory of Black Mountain to the south, and has Five Families City to the east.

The Silver Wolf Territory to the north has long been a cooperative partner.

How many times has the camp area been doubled?

Almost all foreign troubles have been eliminated.

But problems have also followed.

In addition to the unscrupulous bandits in the Black Mountain camp, there are also many serfs.

The food left in the Black Mountain camp is not enough for them to survive the winter.

The food in the outer city of Five Families City is also seriously insufficient, and people may starve to death in winter.

Around Five Families City, corpses were carried out of the villages every day.

Their residences offered little in the way of protection.

Not only was there a shortage of food and firewood, but starving feral beasts also roamed outside the villages.

Even hunters dared not go out to hunt.

If a large group of people or experts were dispatched to hunt, the starving feral beasts would be exceptionally ferocious, potentially causing casualties.

The winter in the north was very long.

At this time of year, it wasn't yet deep winter in theory. In another month or two, after a few snowfalls...

The surviving feral beasts would probably gather on a large scale and begin hunting these villages!

Tang Wen listened to everyone's discussion, remaining silent for a long while.

As the seventh young master of the Blackwater Gang, he received a considerable amount of grain and rice from the various camps under his command.

Solving the immediate problem wasn't difficult, but temporary relief was one thing; continuous support was not a long-term solution.

Besides, sending the grain that was meant for the G赶山 City headquarters back to the affiliated camps...

The Blackwater Gang had almost no precedent for doing such a thing.

"This winter, after two snowfalls, there should be some harvest when planting in the spring next year."

"How will these people survive before summer?"

After talking for a long time, everyone was at a loss.

Finally, Tang Wen spoke softly, "If it really comes down to it, let's do a heist."

Huh?

Everyone frowned.

Only Xia Qingge's eyes lit up!