Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

"Ugh, ugh."

Tang Wen opened his mouth wide, devouring three roujiamo in quick succession.

Watching him gobble them down, Tang Tang's eyes gradually lost their sparkle, and she muttered something under her breath.

Zhou Bing curiously leaned closer to listen.

"Three roujiamo cost 10 Wen. That could buy 15 jin of millet. Xiao Wen is eating 10 Wen worth in nine bites! Even the commanding officer in the inner city wouldn't dare eat like that!"

"Pfft."

Zhou Bing couldn't help but laugh.

Tang Tang stopped and stared at her intently.

Zhou Bing quickly said, "It's an expense! Tang Wen's food will be included in our dinner expenses from yesterday. We'll submit it together!"

"That's great! Little brother, is a hundred enough for you? Eat slowly, don't choke. I'll go get you some soup!" Tang Tang's eyes lit up instantly. She jumped up and ran to the kitchen.

Reimbursement!

The person who invented that word must be a genius like the Queen.

Tang Tang used a wooden tray to bring three large bowls of donkey meat soup and a basin of large bones.

Zhou Bing glanced at the bowl in front of her: "Hmm, this can also be reimbursed."

"20 Wen a bowl?"

"Deal."

Tang Wen remained indifferent to their interaction.

He ate the roujiamo voraciously, washing it down with sips of soup from time to time.

After sleepless, weighted underwater training, the Eight Section Golden Body Art had broken through once again.

【Eight Section Golden Body Art, Expert (11/18000)】

The experience for the expert level requires a full 18,000 points. I wonder how they calculate it.

It's more than the total experience required for all previous levels combined.

【Body: 5.5 → 7.5】

【Spirit: 6.08 → 8.08】

"Crack, crack, crack."

"Pui, pui."

Amidst the two women's surprised gazes, Tang Wen crushed the donkey bone and sucked the marrow into his mouth.

Tang Tang: "Little brother, are you going to grow taller again?"

Tang Wen is fifteen years old and over 1.7 meters tall.

He's taller than many adult guards.

Before Tang Wen could answer, Tang Tang looked down at Zhou Bing's long legs, which were more than a meter long, and nodded, saying, "It's good to be taller. You should strive to be like Sister Bing."

Zhou Bing quietly retracted her outstretched legs, frowning slightly: Could I be too tall?

After eating and drinking his fill, and taking a quick rinse, Tang Wen went back to his room to rest.

When he opened his eyes again, it was pitch black outside.

He took out his pocket watch and glanced at it: "Only slept for 6 hours, and I'm fully recovered?"

Thinking about his 7.5 Body stat and 8.08 Spirit stat.

It doesn't seem that strange.

With such powerful attributes, it would be a problem if he couldn't quickly recover his spirit and stamina.

It seems that I have to say goodbye to sleeping in from now on.

Tang Wen had been practicing martial arts in the water from last night until this evening, when the Golden Body Art broke through.

It took him a night and a day in total.

At this time, there are only two days left until the fight with the Black Mountain Camp.

But the camp's entire team will depart for the fighting location in one day.

So, he only has one day left to train.

I won't try to comprehend the Visualization Diagram for now. I'll go practice boxing in the water!

He wrote a note and left it for Zhou Bing and his sister. He carried his knife and weighted sand clothes and returned to the courtyard with the pond again.

"Coming to practice again?"

The two black-armored guards exchanged glances and couldn't help but click their tongues.

As night watchmen, they knew better than anyone how cold it was at night.

"Hard work, brothers."

The black-armored guards shook their heads and opened the door for Tang Wen.

Tang Wen took off his clothes, put on his weighted clothes, and walked straight into the frozen pond under the admiring gazes of the two guards.

The water isn't as cold as it was yesterday.

This is his feeling after his physique was strengthened.

First, practice the Gale Blade!

Practicing in the water while wearing sand clothes can be said to maximize the difficulty.

After practicing once, his experience jumped 17 points.

【Gale Blade, Proficient (2826→2843/3000)】

And the time it takes to practice the Gale Blade once is shorter than the Eight Section Golden Body Art.

Tang Wen stepped into the deep-water area, letting the icy water go over his head.

He held his breath and concentrated, wielding his blade as usual.

On the surface of the water, whirlpools continued, as if large fish were swimming.

【Gale Blade, Proficient (2843→2861/3000)】

【…(2861→2879/3000)】

The sky was beginning to turn a pale gray.

Unsurprisingly, he was stuck at the node again.

【Gale Blade, Proficient (3000/3000)】

But this time, he had a plan.

He visualized a fireball colliding with a mountain in his mind, and at the same time, he slashed out with his blade!

Swish!

The blade slashed through the water surface, leaving a deep knife mark on the stone wall.

Tang Wen exerted force with his legs and jumped directly from the several-meter-deep pond!

He landed firmly on his bare feet.

【Gale Blade, Expert (0/6000)】

He broke through.

The guards at the door heard the sound and looked over, their pupils constricting: "This kid, how does it feel like he's gotten a lot taller?"

"It feels a bit like when the commander and them are competing, the feeling it gives me."

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"Is practicing in the water that effective?"

The two were tempted. Maybe they should try practicing like this another day.

"Good swordsmanship." A third person's voice came.

"Who?" The two were startled.

"Ah, General!"

"Greetings, General."

General Zhou raised his hand: "Is this person Tang Wen?"

"Yes, General. Miss Zhou Bing brought him here."

"Bing'er ah," a trace of regret flashed in General Zhou's eyes, then he shook his head and left: "Prepare some food for him."

Tang Wen didn't notice this interlude. He was standing in a meditative stance.

A quarter of an hour later, he opened his eyes and found a wooden food box next to him, containing roasted meat, side dishes, and porridge.

He didn't stand on ceremony and finished it all in the blink of an eye.

His swordsmanship had broken through.

There's still almost a day left. He can't waste it.

Tang Wen jumped into the water to practice boxing.

Visualize, a fireball crashing into a mountain.

Punch, the water flows and rolls up, the fist can't hit the speed, failure.

【Skill: Mountain-Opening Cannon Fist, Beginner (157→158/500)】

Failure also gets 1 point of experience.

Visualize, punch.

The water flow is disturbed, failure.

Visualize, punch, failure

Tang Wen practiced boxing with concentration, constantly repeating this process.

Until he felt dizzy and his stamina was exhausted, he climbed to the shore, took off his sand clothes, and changed back into his own clothes.

【Skill: Mountain-Opening Cannon Fist, Beginner (158→253/500)】

Experience comes much less than imagined.

In his muddled brain, Tang Wen reflected on himself, recalling two sentences: "Haven't learned to walk yet? Want to fly? Take one step at a time. If you take too big of a step, crack! It's easy to pull your groin."

He smiled self-deprecatingly. Wasn't he just too impatient?

The explosive force of the Mountain-Opening Cannon Fist not only consumes stamina but also drains the spirit.

Tang Wen went home and slept before recovering.

"The note you left me said you weren't going to comprehend the Mountain-Opening Cannon Fist Visualization Diagram?" Zhou Bing held tea and took a small sip.

Tea is a luxury, one tael of silver for one tael of tea.

Not to mention people outside the city, even the hunting team members in the city rarely buy it to drink.

"Yeah, can't bite off more than you can chew." Tang Wen picked up the teacup and was a little dazed when he saw the large tea leaves that had been soaked open in the cup.

Selling tea is really profitable.

This tea, put on Earth, no one would want it even for a yuan a jin.

But he still took a sip. The bitter and astringent taste filled his mouth, feeling somewhat familiar.

"Sister Bing, are there soft armors in the guard camp?"

Zhou Bing cast a questioning look.

"It's the kind of armor worn inside clothes to prevent others from sneaking up on you."

"Uh, we will all put on armor uniformly tomorrow."

"I know, but it's best to have an extra layer of insurance."

"Inner armor is very heavy. Our armor weighs 60 jin. You still want to wear inner armor? Forget it, come with me to get a set."

Thinking of Tang Wen's abnormal strength, Zhou Bing drank the tea in her hand and walked out the door first.

The two came to the camp's quartermaster.

"Inner armor? Of course, we have it, but the inner armor is not light."

The quartermaster opened the warehouse, dragged out a wooden box, and smiled maliciously at Tang Wen: "Boy, do you want to wear this 60 jin one? Or this 80 jin one?"

Tang Wen didn't answer, reached out and picked up the 80 jin half-body heavy armor that looked like fish scales, and looked at Zhou Bing: "Captain, can you pierce it with one shot?"

"Yes, but to kill people, you don't necessarily have to pierce the armor."

"Understood," Tang Wen looked at the quartermaster: "Is there anything heavier, with better defense?"

Quartermaster: ...

Zhou Bing: ...