Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law

While chopping firewood, Chen Mo saw a praying mantis in a bush, and suddenly had a whim.

Praying mantises can also be considered carnivorous, but I don’t know if that’s allowed.

He immediately caught the praying mantis, which was as big as his little finger.

He crushed the mantis to death, squeezed out its internal organs, and ate the mantis with his eyes closed, forcing himself not to think about it.

[Number of meat supplements +0.1, blood nourishing technique experience +0.1. 】

"It's useful." Chen Mo's eyes lit up when he looked at the Blood Nourishing Technique (0.9/100 for entry.), but then he became confused.

Calculate some experience based on the pound of meat that was previously studied.

Did you have one or two of those praying mantises just now?

Apparently not.

"What is the reason?"

Chen Mo couldn't understand, but one thing was certain. As long as he ate meat, he could gain more experience in nourishing blood.

So, after cutting the firewood, Chen Mo looked for insects like praying mantises. Since there were no pheasants and hares, he used these insects to make up the number.

After Han Anniang learned that Chen Mo was looking for bugs and eating them raw, she was completely confused.

Uncle, is he dizzy from hunger?

"Uncle, if you want to eat bugs, you can catch them and steam them. Eating them raw will cause stomach upset." Han Anniang couldn't help but said.

I am confused, but I understand this kind of thing. I heard someone say that there was a severe drought in the Northland last year, and there were still people who ate tree bark and white meat.

Han Anniang's words gave Chen Mo a wake-up call.

It's not easy to eat raw, but if it's cooked, it's best to fry it to make it easier to swallow.

So, Chen Mo and Han Aniang caught bugs in the forest.

Cricket, Grasshopper, Weaver Girl

When the sun rose, more than thirty were caught.

However, these bugs are so small that they weigh less than a pound, so it is unrealistic to fill your stomach with them.

And it’s almost winter, so these things aren’t everywhere, and it’s not easy to find them.

Chen Mo wrapped it in cloth and returned home with Han Aniang.

When they got home, they first moved the firewood to the kitchen instead of putting it in the yard.

I heard from Han Anniang that firewood was stolen in Dudu.

Afterwards, Han Anniang made breakfast.

Chen Mo gave the bug to Han Anniang.

Han Anniang was reluctant to fry it, so she just boiled it with water and seasoned it with some salt.

Breakfast was porridge with wild vegetables and bugs caught by the two of them.

Chen Mo picked a mantis that was larger than before and ate it.

[Number of meat supplements +0.05, blood nourishing technique experience +0.05. 】

"Um?"

Chen Mo ate another weaver.

[Number of meat supplements +0.03, blood nourishing technique experience +0.03. 】

"What the hell?" Chen Mo was dumbfounded.

in the days that followed.

While Chen Mo was exercising, he spent another seven days testing the golden finger and finally came to a conclusion.

That is meat whose death time does not exceed half an hour. Half a pound can add a little experience.

Meat that has a death time of more than half an hour requires one kilogram to gain a little experience.

Eating it alive is the same as eating meat that has been dead for less than half an hour.

In other words, fresh meat adds more experience.

Time has entered November.

The weather has turned cold, and the wind is howling outside.

Chen Mo returned to Fuze Village with the hatchet and walked home quickly.

During this period, Chen Mo ran to Daze Mountain early in the morning regardless of wind or rain, and then came back when the sun rose.

But as temperatures drop, even insects like grasshoppers become harder to find.

When Chen Mo returned home, he saw a middle-aged man with a stooped waist walking out of his yard with his hands in his cuffs.

"Uncle Dalin?" Chen Mo recognized the man, who was from the same family as himself.

"Brother Mo." Chen Dalin's eyes lit up when he saw Chen Mo. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he hesitated for a while and finally didn't say anything.

The two exchanged pleasantries and passed each other.

"Sister-in-law." Chen Mo called out when he returned to the house and saw no one.

Han Anniang walked out of his parents' house with a kitchen knife. When she saw Chen Mo, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Uncle is back."

With that said, Han Anniang put down the kitchen knife, took out the food from the house and put it on the table: "Uncle, the food is ready, eat it quickly."

Breakfast is cornmeal and wild vegetable paste, one bowl per person. Chen Mo's is the silkiest one, and there are a few shreds of bacon.

Chen Mo frowned and did not move, but said: "Sister-in-law, was Uncle Dalin here just now?"

"Um."

"Bullying you?"

"No."

"Then sister-in-law, what are you doing with the kitchen knife?"

"The Nu family. The Nu family is scared to be alone at home, so they hold a kitchen knife to defend themselves." Han Anniang lowered her head and said timidly.

There was a brief silence.

Chen Mo took a deep breath: "It's cold outside and there are no insects to eat on the mountain. I won't go out starting tomorrow."

"Ah, okay." Han Aniang raised her head with joy on her face.

Chen Mo moved his chopsticks first and said while eating, "Why did Uncle Dalin come to our house?"

"Borrowing food, but the slave family didn't agree."

"Sure enough." Hearing this, Chen Mo looked at Han Anniang and said, "Sister-in-law, you did the right thing. No matter who comes to borrow food in the future, don't borrow it."

"Yeah." Han Aniang nodded, looking in a good mood.

The corn flour is not ground very finely, and even if it is made into rice paste, it will be a little choking on the throat, but in the past month, he has become accustomed to this kind of life.

After eating breakfast and digesting for a while, Chen Mo returned to his room and started exercising.

Fifty push-ups.

Thirty sit-ups.

Hold a ten-pound stone to practice arm strength.

After a set is completed.

A strange sense of power first surged into his arms, and then spread throughout his body, and then came into his mind the Tianhe sword technique he had practiced for several years.

In a short time, his mastery of Tianhe's sword skills became perfect.

At the same time, the system had a prompt.

Chen Mo thought.

[Name: Chen Mo. 】

[Age: 16. 】

[Skill: Nourishing Blood (Introduction 11.3/100). 】

[Realm: None. 】

[Strength: 7. 】

[Skill: Trina Sword Technique (Top 2300/10000.)]

"Finally upgraded from a thin dog to the level of a normal human being."

In the past month, Chen Mo persisted in exercising, wielding a knife, eating three meals a day, having a normal schedule, and taking protein supplements, finally taking good care of his body.

Of course, the reason why he was able to rise to the level of a normal person in such a short period of time was because he found that he was different from ordinary people in terms of recovery.

Previously, a small scratch would scab over in half a day, and then the scab would fall off in two days.

Chen Mo quickly brought a hatchet.

Suddenly, the strength column underwent earth-shaking changes.

Strength: 7+14.

This added 14 points of strength includes 2 points for the hatchet and 12 points for the advanced proficiency of the Trina Sword Technique.

Once your physique is raised to the level of a normal person, you can exert the power of intermediate or even advanced Tianhe sword techniques.

"Finally, I have the strength to protect myself." Chen Mo was in a good mood.

Two days later.

At night.

Chen Mo and Han Aniang were eating, and there were the last three ounces of bacon left on the table.

At this moment, a shout sounded outside the house.

"Mrs. Han, Mangzi Han"

The voice was somewhat familiar.

"It's Lu San, probably here to borrow food again." Han Anniang frowned, got up and went out.