Fearsome Farmer

Breakfast is still very rich.

Two large pots of soup with wild vegetables, mushrooms and dried fish, plus a basket of 45 pieces of fruit, well, most of it is for the old bear. After yesterday's treatment and a night's rest, the wounds on the old bear are basically healed. The scar is about to heal, but he is still skinny and his fur is messy.

So Li Siwen decided to give this old bear another small treat.

"Choo Choo Choo!"

Master Fox was barking again, because he was being greedy, but Li Siwen didn't want to pay attention to it at all, and threw a piece of fruit away directly.

Song Hu also got one.

Li Siwen himself took five and continued to experiment, such as barbecue + fruit, mushroom + fruit, roasted fruit, juicing, etc. There is a long way to go.

After breakfast, Master Fox continued to go to sleep, and Song Hu went to move the stones.

Li Siwen just looked at the old bear, and this master Xiong looked over with his empty eye sockets as if he had a tacit understanding.

"Master Xiong, you can continue to rest today."

Li Siwen smiled and said, he is still very conscientious. The old bear suffered such a serious injury before, so he should recover and squeeze out the remaining value, otherwise the injury will recur, and the wasted fruit will cost nothing!

The old bear didn't speak, he didn't even make a low growl, and his mind was very calm.

Li Siwen cleaned up by himself, first went to chop down a few big trees to fill up his vitality, and then he carried the mountain ax and headed straight for the river.

Speaking of which, since the end of the last rainy season, he hasn't gone here to take a closer look.

The traces of being backwatered by the river are still there in the forest, but what has changed more are the small saplings that popped up out of nowhere. In just one month, they are already more than 20 centimeters thick and seven or eight meters high. .

When I came to the big river, looking around, the whole big river was like a flat lake, without even a wave, and the water flow was too stable.

Li Siwen first cut down a big tree on the bank to make a canoe, and then made a six-meter-long pole. When he was about to push the canoe into the water, he suddenly realized that when he looked back, it was Master Xiong Walking slowly, hey, this old guy looks like he has a lot of self-esteem, doesn't he want to eat free rice?

But one thing to say, this old bear's sense of spatial orientation is really not bad.

Now that Master Xiong is here,

Of course, Li Siwen wouldn't say anything more, anyway, bears can't be drowned, right?

Push the canoe into the water, jump on it, put the pole on the bottom of the water, and the boat will go deep into the big river. Well, it is only five meters deep, but this is still a large area. If there are fish, today Will be able to return home with a full load.

This can be regarded as Li Siwen's confidence. When he first flew solo, his attributes were too low, and he had to be careful even when fetching water from this big river, for fear that there would be some monsters in the water. Now he returned with the victory of exterminating the rat man. Confidence, when you come to this shallow water area, you are really not afraid of anything.

Even if the canoe capsizes—well, that would have been a decoy.

Uncle Li has many tricks.

The canoe rowed forward slowly for two to three hundred meters, and the depth of the river was still about three meters. In this area, the current is extremely slow, so the boating is quite comfortable, but there are few fish.

No, they are all small fishes about half a meter long, not worth his shot, Li Siwen thought gloomily, a feeling of loneliness as an expert arises spontaneously.

Looking back at Lord Xiong, it really went into the water. Its huge body was soaked in the water, like a fluffy rag. Wherever it went, it had a black halo, it was too dirty, but this swimming The speed is really awesome, at least twice as fast as Li Siwen's canoe.

But so what?

Fishing requires skill and experience, and an experienced fisherman like me—

Ok?

Looking back, Lord Xiong had already touched a half-meter-long small fish, which was crunching and eating while standing in the river.

"It might be luck—"

Li Siwen sighed, but luck cannot represent strength.

Ok?

Master Xiong finished eating one, and in a blink of an eye picked up another one, and ate it with crunching.

"This—could be a coincidence."

Li Siwen didn't want to see it anymore.

Until Master Xiong started to crunch the third piece again.

"The fish is too small to fit between the teeth!"

Li Siwen thought so, he was going to go deeper into the river to buy a ticket, the so-called silence would be a blockbuster, and a big fish weighing several thousand catties—forget it, let's get a few hundred catties, huh?

Looking back, Master Xiong was already eating the fourth fish.

Li Siwen...

What are you looking at, Mr. Xiong?

Thirty minutes later, a certain wild monster lord had completely lost interest in fishing, so he sat on the canoe, feeling as calm as ever, watching a certain old bear eating the twenty-ninth fish.

Twenty-nine pieces, even if you don’t eat offal and fish heads, it’s still more than a thousand catties, but this guy is still eating.

An hour later, Li Siwen was completely numb.

This old bear has already eaten more than two thousand catties of fish.

But is that the point?

The point is, it, it's still eating!

But at this time, Li Siwen understood the old bear's fishing skills. It was very simple to say, it threw the fish head and internal organs around its body, and the water flow here was extremely gentle, forming a piece of "bait" '.

So all kinds of fish flocked to them. It is said that such flexible fish should easily escape from the old bear's clutches in the water, but the problem is that the old bear's body is too big, and the two front legs are too flexible. With claws that are 30 centimeters long, as long as any fish swims through this range, Lord Xiong really only needs to hook the claws, and these poor fish will be disembowelled and become the old bear's lunch.

"Master Xiong is going to advance, and it should be due to the promotion of the defensive attribute. As for the opportunity for promotion, it should be seriously injured this time. The so-called survival of a catastrophe must have future blessings."

When the old bear ate three thousand catties of fish and was still eating, Li Siwen had such a clear understanding.

When he points to the defensive attribute, he can eat more than 800 catties of fish in one go, let alone such a violent bear?

At this moment, he could notice that the old bear's skinny body was gradually filling up, and a lot of tattered bear fur fell off, but a new layer of brown-black hair grew out.

Li Siwen didn't care about the changes, he just propped the canoe a hundred meters away from the old bear, fixed the pole in place with one hand, and lay on his back on the canoe, pretending that it was a piece of emotionless and warm, Drift with the tide, see through the red dust of wood.

Because he is waiting for a big fish that falls from the sky!

This is not a joke, Lord Xiong is ascending through the catastrophe, attracting all the fish nearby, so much bloody smell spreads out, it is impossible that there is not even a splash, in fact, Lord Xiong is eating more than a hundred catties now The fish was medium.

So can the real big fish be far behind?

When the time comes, let you see what a real, highly skilled fisherman is!

Ok?

There seems to be a fog in the distance, and the sky hangs high in this tomorrow, and the sky is clear——

"I'll do it!"

Crying in his heart that it was not good, Li Siwen's canoe turned somersault, the wood went up and he went down, he planed and kicked the frog, and fell to the bottom of the big river in a second, with snowflakes on his head.

Good poem, but is he proud?

In one breath, he got out from the water fifty meters away under the cover of several aquatic plants. As expected, Lord Xiong had turned into a polar bear.

Those who shot were three little Yakshas, ​​riding fish from the lower reaches of the big river, separated by hundreds of meters, that kind of frost spells were thrown down like money.

Really rich!

Unable to be offended, Li Siwen dodged into the water again, like a loach, and drilled three or four meters into the mud before giving up.