Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

At noon, Tang Wen ate roasted bird meat.

Although the seasoning was only a little salt, and the meat was only a little bit, with a hint of fishiness, he still ate with relish.

He didn't even let go of the heart, liver, bird eyes, and brain.

Tang Tang picked out all the edible parts, not letting go of a single piece of meat.

"Here, this is for you." Tang Tang handed over most of the bird meat.

Tang Wen reached out to stop her.

"I'm a girl, I can't eat that much."

Tang Wen turned to look at her, and she averted her eyes.

"Eat it, sis, there's more tonight."

"It's good if there is, it's okay if there isn't, but be sure to be safe."

"Okay."

Thump.

Tang Tang threw the bird meat into his bowl, turned her head, hugged her own bowl, and hid in the corner.

Her movements were very practiced.

Tang Wen silently finished eating, practiced the Eight Section Brocade, picked up the bag of pebbles, and went out again.

In the afternoon, the sun was still high in the sky when he set foot on the road back to the camp, carrying five red-billed finches in his arms.

Considering that there were still two uneaten at home, he exchanged all five red-billed finches for millet.

In order not to attract attention, he made a special trip to two rice shops.

He took out two at the first shop and three at the second shop.

After listening to his sister's words at noon, he decided to take out a maximum of three red-billed finches at a time to exchange for rice.

In a world where people would die for a fish, he felt that no matter how careful he was, it wouldn't be too much.

Seven and a half pounds of millet, half in his arms and half around his waist, felt heavy, giving him the illusion of having received his salary.

He had food for the time being, but he didn't know where the rent for the next few months would come from, and the house needed to be repaired, but he didn't have any tools. The shovel at home had been sold, and there was also firewood for the winter...

"You exchanged for rice again? Not at one place, right? Rest for a while."

Tang Tang babbled, hid the rice, and got up to pour water for her brother.

In the evening, in addition to the millet porridge, each of them had a charcoal-grilled red-billed finch.

"Xiao Wen, what's outside?" Tang Tang suddenly looked towards the door.

Tang Wen turned his head vigilantly. Through the crack in the door, he could see everything outside, but there was nothing.

Thud, he looked down and found half a bird in his bowl.

Looking at Tang Tang, she was walking like a duck, tiptoeing into the corner.

Tang Wen:…

Sis, are you doing this on purpose?

Well, I must catch a few more in the future.

After dinner, Tang Tang was reluctantly pulled by her brother to practice the Eight Section Brocade together.

"You have to feel it, feel how the body is moving..."

"You have to imagine, with the movements, imagine there is a warm current running through your body... A warm current is like the feeling of hot water flowing over your body..."

Tang Wen explained, and Tang Tang seemed to understand.

The two of them, one teaching and one learning, slowly began to practice.

[Skill: Eight Section Brocade, Beginner (11→17/500)]

[Skill: Eight Section Brocade, Beginner (17→24/500)]

...

In a flash, 10 days passed.

Tang Wen insisted on leaving early and returning early, never being greedy, and returning to the camp before dark. He always took the small, deserted roads.

Whenever he met someone staring at him in the camp, he would deliberately shake the cloth bag filled with pebbles around his waist, making a rustling sound.

Each time he sold no more than three birds, and he would only go to the same rice shop at least once every three days. He would also mix up the order in which he went, skipping one from time to time, trying not to attract any attention.

He came back early every day, but he wasn't idle.

After exchanging half a pound of rice for a leaky wooden bucket, he took advantage of the early hour to start reinforcing their small shack.

This day, as usual, he returned early. Tang Wen carried the broken wooden bucket to the pool of water where people washed clothes to dig wet mud.

He carried bucket after bucket of wet mud back, mixed it with two bundles of dry grass that he had exchanged for half a pound of rice, and plastered a layer on the shack from top to bottom.

This way, it finally didn't leak wind anymore.

In the shack, the flames in the earthen stove crackled.

Tang Wen took the shovel he had exchanged for two pounds of rice and carefully dug a pit a few dozen centimeters deep in the corner.

He lined the bottom with dry grass, put a few new rice jars on top, and covered the top with wooden boards and dry grass.

After doing all this, the two of them began to eat.

Dinner was substantial, two roasted red-billed finches and two large bowls of millet porridge for each person.

This was something they wouldn't have dared to imagine before.

After eating one red-billed finch and drinking one bowl of porridge.

The siblings stood up one after another, moved their bodies, prepared to practice the Eight Section Brocade a few times, and then eat the rest of the meal.

This was a wonderful idea that the sister had come up with, so they didn't have to have extra meals, and they wouldn't be hungry at night when they went to sleep.

Tang Tang picked up the fire stick, stirred the wood, fanned the wind, and the flames grew stronger.

The narrow shack was a little brighter.

Preparation pose,

First Section: Supporting the Heavens with Both Hands to Regulate the Triple Burner.

...

After completing five rounds, Tang Wen's experience panel had a new change.

[Skill: Eight Section Brocade, Beginner → Entry Level (1/1000)]

Upgraded!

He was overjoyed.

A warm current poured down from the Baihui point on the top of his head and flowed throughout his body.

So refreshing!

In the darkness, his eyes burst with bursts of brilliance.

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But before Tang Wen could be happy, a gurgling sound rang out, and he clearly felt a peristaltic movement in his stomach.

Hungry!

Too hungry!

He grabbed the bird meat next to the fire and chewed it in his mouth in a few strokes.

"What's wrong?"

Tang Tang was startled.

"Hungry! Very hungry..." The sudden feeling of hunger in his stomach made Tang Wen's eyes glow green.

"Ah?" Tang Tang reached out and stuffed another charcoal-grilled red-billed finch into his mouth, and frantically scooped the porridge out of the pot.

Tang Wen ate and drank, two bowls of porridge, two birds, confused, swiping it into his mouth, it didn't take a minute in total.

"Don't rush, don't rush! I'll cook more right away!"

With a crash, Tang Tang picked up the rice jar, gritted her teeth, and poured it all out!

This must be five, no, six pounds!

Tang Tang closed her eyes to wash the rice, her chest aching inexplicably: Six pounds in one meal, even the big shots in the camp city wouldn't dare to eat like this, right?

The earthen ceramic pot couldn't hold it all, and could only cook up to two pounds of millet at a time.

Tang Wen was so hungry that he was dizzy, and he was shaking even though he was sitting on the ground.

Before the rice was cooked, Tang Tang quickly grabbed a handful of washed millet and stuffed it into Tang Wen's mouth.

"Mmm!"

Raw millet was actually so delicious.

Tang Wen grabbed the raw rice and stuffed it into his mouth in large handfuls!

Tang Tang looked worried and distressed: "What's wrong? Is there a problem with the practice?"

"The Eight Section Brocade, there's no problem! Very, very effective..." Tang Wen said vaguely, looking at the attribute panel.

[Name: Tang Wen]

[Age: 14 years and 9 months]

[Physique: 0.35→1.0]

[Spirit: 0.71→1.0]

[Skill: Farming Mastery (719/1000)]

[Skill: Stone Throwing, Mastery (959/1000)]

[Skill: Eight Section Brocade, Beginner → Entry Level (1/1000)]

In these ten days, Tang Wen's [Physique] and [Spirit] attributes had increased slightly.

But it was far less than the increase after the Eight Section Brocade broke through!

Thank you to my past self!

I learned the Eight Section Brocade seriously when I was bored...

Six pounds of rice was not enough.

Seeing that Tang Wen was about to finish eating and had no intention of stopping, Tang Tang got up, her heart bleeding, and opened a newly sealed jar of rice: "Even the captain of the guards in the city wouldn't dare to eat like this..."

Despite saying that, she didn't slow down at all when adding firewood, washing rice, and cooking rice.

After eating more than ten pounds of rice, Tang Wen finally had his fill. Fatigue came like a tide, and he fell asleep.

Tang Tang hugged the empty jar and sat all night, touching her brother's chest and forehead every now and then.

...

When he woke up, Tang Wen felt refreshed. He stretched and his bones cracked all over.

"Is there anything uncomfortable? Are you bloated?"

Tang Tang's little hand reached over and touched Tang Wen's stomach. The feeling made her stunned: "Xiao Wen, you've gained weight."

Lifting his shirt, sure enough, he was still thin, but he had muscles.

"The effect is really good!"

The originally emaciated body finally became strong.

This is the change that occurs when the body attribute reaches 1.0?!

The Eight Section Brocade was really the right thing to practice!

Tang Wen clenched his fist and his muscles bulged.

It felt so good to have strength.

Tang Tang's face was full of surprise, and her little hands kept pinching her brother's arms: "It wasn't a waste of millet, it wasn't a waste of millet..."

As she spoke, she raised her head as if she remembered something and asked, "Are you still hungry?"

"Uh, I'm not hungry! I'll drink some soup, you eat millet, and we'll do morning exercises together after eating."

The young lady frowned tightly, thought of the sixteen pounds of rice last night, and after a long while, she said the word "Okay".