Doom: Liver experience from hunting

Chapter 80 A Product of Civilization!

【Breaking Wind Knife, Expert (1523→...→...2187/6000)】

Tang Wen stood where he was, without moving for a long time.

"Xiaowen!"

"Commander Tang Wen!"

"Fuck, the land beast is dead?"

"..."

Zhou Bing broke out continuously, finally killed the Shiya wild boar, dragged his tired legs, and rushed in with people.

Immediately froze.

The high-level alien beast land beast died.

Liu Dui was dizzy, looked left and right, there was no one else: "Commander Tang, did you kill it alone?"

Tang Wen didn't answer.

Somewhere, he caught an inspiration and cultivated it.

Since the idea of ​​visualization can be erupted with the technique of a knife, wouldn't it be okay to throw pebbles as a knife?

Green fingers rested carefully on his shoulders.

Tang Wen turned his head and saw Zhou Bing's pretty face full of worry: "I'm fine. It's just that the outburst was a bit ruthless."

Indeed, because of his strong physique, he was almost exhausted at the moment.

Yes, just close to exhaustion.

Zhou Bing, Wu Tian, ​​Captain Liu and others were even more tired.

At this time, seeing that Tang Wen was fine, they unloaded it in one go, wishing they could lie down and sleep right away.

Tang Wen helped Zhou Bing to rest. Captain Liu became excited again when he saw the slightly warm land beast: "It won't be dawn, hurry up, pull out the carriages, we may have to go back to the camp overnight. Send an order Bing, go to the camp and tell them that they have hunted a high-level alien beast and ask them to send someone to pick it up!"

Although the stone houses were knocked down several times.

But this time, they made a lot of money.

Sand wolf, stone-tooth wild boar, and land beast.

The guards cheered up and got busy.

About an hour has passed, and this side has not been cleaned up yet.

The sound of hooves came from the direction of the camp.

Hearing that a high-level alien beast was hunted down, General Zhao personally led the team. After looking at the corpse of a few alien beasts, he asked, "Where are Tang Wen and Zhou Bing? Are they not injured?"

"General! The two commanders are exhausted and are resting."

Before Team Liu finished speaking, Tang Wen came out of the room.

General Zhao looked him up and down, and said happily, "What a boy! You're so perverted! You've only been a martial artist for a few days! You actually hacked a ground beast to death!"

Tang Wen smiled helplessly: "The knives are all cut off."

Seeing that Tang Wen was fine, General Zhao couldn't hide his excitement, and he talked a lot more: "If the knife is broken, change it! High-level beasts! This thing is not easy to kill, and it is even more difficult to find! Your luck is good, far away. The caravan team is coming back soon, let's see what good things they can get, when the time comes, pick whatever you want!"

General Zhao came, and the hunting team left in no hurry.

What kind of high-level alienated beast, feel free to come if you want.

"Go home and rest, don't worry about your safety!" General Zhao waved his hand.

"Well, don't worry, I have something to tell you."

"what's up?"

Seeing the hesitant expression on Tang Wen's face, General Zhao also became serious.

After a few minutes.

"You want to step down as commander and concentrate on practicing?"

General Zhao's eyes were full of strangeness.

Are all the ideas of geniuses so different?

"It's hard?" Tang Wen asked softly.

General Zhao shook his head: "Many years ago, someone also made the same request to you."

"Who?"

"Queen."

This is not surprising, the queen loves to drink and fight, and is not interested in leading the team or managing the team at all.

"Okay! Let me go back and mention it. With your credit and talent, it is not a big problem to keep the salary of the commander unchanged and practice on your own in the camp."

"Thank you, General Zhao!" Tang Wen cupped his hands and smiled. He originally thought that if the camp stopped paying salaries, he would hunt and kill alienated beasts for a living.

"Small matter." General Zhao waved his hand.

The two walked along the hunting team's station, talking casually.

The next day, General Zhao sat in the hunting ground.

The blood of the ground beast was splashed on the three baits.

Three days passed in a flash, and the hunting team killed seven or eight medium-level beasts and hundreds of low-level beasts.

But there is not a single high-level beast.

That's why the camp didn't send general-level troops to hunt for a long time.

High-level alienated beasts are very vigilant and intelligent enough to not easily attack a human camp for food.

On the fourth day, a guard from the camp suddenly came to report: "General, Commander. The caravan from a long journey has returned. Please return to the city quickly."

General Zhao suddenly said, "It's finally here. It's not easy. This trip will take another year and a half! If that's the case, let's go back to the city with the harvest."

There are two types of caravans in the camp: short-distance caravans and long-distance caravans.

The short-range caravan wandered nearby when they went out for a trip.

As short as a month, as long as two or three months, you can go back and forth.

But the shortest time it takes for a caravan to go out for a trip is calculated in years.

After all, they relied on horse-drawn carriages, walked on wild mountain roads, and had to face various dangers.

Caravans aren't even guaranteed to bring anything back.

Sometimes, it takes everything just to survive.

The whole camp was buzzing.

The children ran back and forth on the road.

The adults stretched their necks and looked at the carriages covered with thick cloth.

Obviously, it has little to do with people from outside the city, and everyone is willing to take a fancy to it for a while.

In the final analysis, camp life is still too difficult, and it is difficult for ordinary people to encounter things worth celebrating!
royal palace.

Everyone looked curiously at the things and women brought back by the caravan.

These are a group of beauties from the Western Regions with deep eyes, tall nose bridges, and fair skin. They are dressed in gauze clothes and furs, highlighting their full breasts, slim waists, and slender legs.

Tang Wen saw it and nodded secretly: Needless to say, the Western Regions of this world must also be the main targets of the Central Plains civilization.

The leader of the caravan, the rich and handsome Qian Sanduo, introduced to everyone: "They are a song and dance troupe from the west. They were rescued by our caravan in an accident and came back with them."

The queen eyed them with interest.

Knowing that it was the queen, they quickly curtseyed.

"I have seen Your Lady Queen, Your Lady General, and Your Lady Commander!"

"Not bad!"

Commander Qian Sanduo took the opportunity to say, "I'm going to build a diva restaurant in the inner city, and let them come to perform and sell wine."

"Well, wine? What kind of wine is wine?" The queen tried her best to pretend not to care.

"There is wine, there is sorghum wine!" Qian Sanduo obviously understood the queen, and he led the crowd to a carriage, which was filled with black porcelain wine jars with black sealing mud on the mouth.

"Good, good, good", the queen resisted the urge to go up to open a pot and drink immediately, and asked Qian Sanduo to introduce others.

As the rainproof cloths were lifted one by one, and the wooden boxes opened, Tang Wen came along in surprise.

clock!

In a black wooden box, there are two half-meter-high desk clocks.

It was one of those old-fashioned large clocks that sit on a stand.

Tang Wen took a deep breath and pinched the back of Zhou Bing's hand.

The latter frowned at him, not knowing why.

Tang Wen nodded secretly, not dreaming.

"The clock is said to be assembled by craftsmen from hundreds of parts. It can be placed in the meeting hall so that everyone can check the time."

In the next car, the crisp sound of jingling came from the small box.

"Music box, it can make sound, it's so ingenious."

Someone moved down, a huge wooden machine.

"Hydraulic loom! Borrow the power of water flow to weave cloth quickly. I have seen those people use it, and it can weave faster than ten people." A transparent glass bottle filled with liquid.

"Glass, ink, and brushes and quills."

"..."

People were surprised at first, but they were shocked and numb by now!
A huge storm blew up in Tang Wen's heart: Because many of these things are mass-produced!
A product of civilization, a product of modern civilization!
This world has industrial civilization!
But no country, no Commonwealth, what about the Black Hills camp next door or slavery?
People also starved to death on a large scale because of the barren land and lack of food and clothing!
Who is capable of inventing?

Huge questions surged in Tang Wen's mind.

(End of this chapter)