Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

In the forest.

A horse gallops like the wind!

"He's back!"

"It's the man on horseback."

"Stop him!"

"Raise your weapons!"

It was the scavengers.

They raised their sticks, trying to block Tang Wen.

But seeing the galloping horse, they dared not stand in the middle of the road, fearing being trampled.

Courting death.

Tang Wen casually flicked out a few pebbles from horseback.

Swish, swish!

The pebbles pierced the leader's body, the momentum undiminished, and also pierced the person behind him.

Like armor-piercing bullets fired from a sniper rifle.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Blood gushed out, the scavengers rolled on the ground in agony, their screams echoing.

They didn't even have a set of leather armor.

Each pebble pierced through several bodies.

"Neigh!" The warhorse rushed forward a hundred meters.

Tang Wen pulled on the reins, turning the horse's head.

No more running!

As a dignified leader of the Flame Camp, a Second-Class Martial Master, he wanted to see how many wolves dared to chase him.

In reality, his senses told him that the danger behind him wasn't high, certainly not to the point of being fatal.

"Awoo!"

The warhorse's hooves shuffled, somewhat uneasy.

Its ears had long been plugged with hemp by Tang Wen, so it couldn't hear the Silver Wolf's roar, otherwise it would probably be paralyzed on the ground by now.

Tang Wen dismounted, tied the silly roe deer to the horse's back, and gently patted the horse's rump, the warhorse ran a few steps towards the camp.

Then it stopped, looking back, as if waiting for its master, Tang Wen.

"Good horse! You're much better than Blood Crow. I'll give you chicken later..."

Before he could say "egg."

Suddenly, the warhorse seemed to sense something.

Its front hooves rose, it neighed, and then it ran wildly.

Tang Wen's mouth twitched as he watched.

A few dozen seconds later, a silver-white figure appeared in Tang Wen's sight.

It was several meters long, with perfect streamlining, and not a single stray hair on its body.

Its huge wolf eyes seemed to be dancing with emerald green flames.

Nature was quite fond of the Silver Wolf clan.

Not only did they have high looks, but they also didn't have to cultivate hard. Adult Silver Wolves were mid-level mutated beasts.

Equivalent to human martial artists.

Living for a few years, they would become high-level mutated beasts.

If their bloodline was purer, they could even become Awakened-level experts!

The screams of the scavengers on the ground gradually subsided, and blood dyed the ground a deep maroon.

The bloody smell spread out, the Silver Wolf growled, its ferocity revealed, its sharp fangs like two rows of sharp daggers, flashing with a frightening cold light.

Tang Wen's right leg slowly slid back half a step.

The wolf's pupils contracted slightly, and he took a big step back with his left leg.

It looked like he was about to run away.

The Silver Wolf was a high-level mutated beast, so it naturally understood.

"Awoo!"

It growled lowly, and a sonic wave struck, Tang Wen's facial features squeezed together, looking very uncomfortable.

The group of unlucky people on the ground all lost control of their bladders, rolled their eyes, and passed out.

Tang Wen's feet seemed to be doing a moonwalk, retreating several steps with a "swish, swish, swish".

The Silver Wolf's eyes revealed a suspicious look: is this human afraid?

Tang Wen: Why isn't this Silver Wolf pouncing yet? What are you holding back for, you beast?

Flesh and blood are in front of you, just eat it!

Tang Wen continued to retreat, and after a few dozen steps, the distance widened.

He directly turned around, selling his back to the other party.

"Awoo!" The Silver Wolf roared angrily.

It couldn't wait to pounce and tear this human apart.

But after roaring, it didn't move from the spot.

Tang Wen sighed in his heart: A group of mutated beasts who know how to restrain themselves, no wonder they can survive around the camp for so long!

He only wanted to determine whether the Silver Wolf would actively attack by showing weakness just now.

If the Silver Wolf took the initiative, it would mean that the outer perimeter of the forest was also unsafe.

Within the camp, it would be difficult for anyone below the leader to escape the Silver Wolf's hunt.

The fragile balance between humans and wolves would be broken. A battle would be inevitable at that time.

But the Silver Wolf held back, and Tang Wen couldn't tell whether it was a blessing or a curse.

Mutated beasts are not only physically strong and have outstanding talents, but they also have wisdom. There's no arguing with that!

Watching the Silver Wolf disappear into the forest, Tang Wen also turned and left.

A moment later, finding the warhorse grazing in the forest, Tang Wen rode back to the camp.

"Gah, gah, gah."

The Blood Crow circling in the sky above the courtyard wanted to land on Tang Wen's shoulder, but he waved it away.

"You fellow, you flew away on your own when you encountered a little danger?"

"Gah, gah," the Blood Crow cried, as if defending itself.

"Lord Tang Wen, the Blood Crow has been calling to us just now, as if it wanted to take us somewhere," said Tao Hua, who was cleaning the silly roe deer, looking up.

"Oh?"

Being watched by Tang Wen, Tao Hua's cheeks flushed slightly red: "It kept calling, as if it wanted us to go north."

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"I can't tell, you know how to call for people. Not bad, not bad, next time, don't fly home, go to the royal palace, go to the general's mansion to call for people..."

Tang Wen laughed, cut off a piece of roe deer meat, and rewarded the Blood Crow.

The Blood Crow flew down and rubbed his palm.

After eating and drinking his fill, he rested for a while.

Tang Wen left the city overnight and headed for the southern wilderness area.

The moonlight was bright, and he came to the mountain spring. The moon was already high in the sky.

Around the puddle where the mountain spring water gathered, various animal footprints were mixed together in a mess.

He casually broke off a thorny branch, came to the edge of the puddle, and inserted it into the bottom of the water.

The water level barely covered half of the thorn.

Tang Wen sighed softly: "It's only been a few days, and the water level has dropped by half."

He rubbed the Blood Crow's small head and repeatedly instructed: "Find prey! Find prey, understand?"

"Gah."

The Blood Crow flew into the sky.

Tang Wen climbed to the high place where the spring was located, took out his telescope, and observed the vicinity.

The wilderness under the moonlight was cold and lonely, with only some bushes.

There wasn't even a shadow of a wild animal.

The Blood Crow flew back, circling above Tang Wen's head.

"Over there?"

Tang Wen pointed in the direction it flew back from.

"Gah!" The Blood Crow cried excitedly.

The hooves clattered, and Tang Wen held up his telescope and went all the way forward.

After crossing the low hills, two huge antlers, like gray tree branches, appeared in his field of vision.

Two male moose were fighting.

It doesn't seem to be the moose's mating season, right?

A thought of doubt flashed through his mind.

As the distance closed, Tang Wen looked at the two huge moose with satisfaction.

The two of them could contribute at least fifteen hundred pounds of meat.

Swish, swish!

Eight hooves frantically kicked the ground, raising sand and stones.

Tang Wen rode his horse closer, and the two deer desperately wanted to retreat, but unfortunately, their antlers were hooked together, and their struggles were in vain.

"You two are destined for me."

Tang Wen walked up to the two fools, pulled out a thumb-thick hemp rope, and skillfully tied it to the moose's neck.

Whoosh!

A palm blade struck the antlers, and with a crash, the hard antlers shattered into pieces.

Suddenly, the moose lowered its head and charged.

Tang Wen gently kicked it, hitting the white fur on its chest, the moose wailed, its front legs left the ground, and it flipped over.

The other moose launched a charge with its sharp broken antlers, and Tang Wen casually waved his whip.

With a sharp sound, a deep bloodstain appeared on the moose's head, and its body staggered from the blow.

The two moose suffered losses and turned to escape.

"Hehe, now you're using your strength in the same direction."

Tang Wen pressed one foot against the ground, and with force in his right hand, the rope instantly tightened.

The two deer's eight hooves dug pits in the ground.

But they were still skidding in place.

Crack, crack, crack, after digging for a while.

The moose stopped, panting heavily. Tang Wen tugged on the rope, and they stiffened their necks and refused to move.

Not following was their last stubbornness.

If you have the ability, pull us away!

Pa!

The whip cracked.

The two deer wanted to escape, but they couldn't.

A few minutes later.

He rode his horse, leading two trembling, unusually well-behaved moose, towards the distant hills.

PS: There's more later, there will be an extra update tonight!