Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

Bang!

Tang Wen tossed a pebble.

Flap flap.

A bird with a red beak fluttered its wings and flew away.

...

After throwing all the pebbles he had picked up, he didn't hit a single bird.

The birds were quick, and Tang Wen wasn't accurate, so it was normal to miss.

“Huff!”

His weak body panted heavily.

He looked solemn, his brow furrowed.

How can I learn a new skill?

That's right, using pebbles to hit birds was just a deliberate practice.

But after throwing 23 pebbles in a row, the experience panel didn't react at all.

What's the reason?

Haven't I learned to throw pebbles yet?

Tang Wen rested enough, bent down, and picked up the pebbles he had thrown one by one.

Before he could pick them all up, his eyes went dark, and he felt a burst of panic.

Low blood sugar!

Damn! How long has this body been starving? How can it still have this problem? Could it be that today's exercise was too much?

Not daring to continue wandering outside, he dragged his heavy steps back to the camp, his whole body already a little numb.

It wasn't until a bowl of rice soup was down that he came back to life.

After drinking the rice soup, his thin sister, Tang Tang, picked up their porridge bowl, which was cleaner than a water bowl, and rinsed it a few times.

Then with a splash, from about a meter away, she skillfully and accurately poured the dishwater into the broken basin at the door.

Huh?

Tang Wen stared blankly at the scene.

When I was hitting birds, it seemed like I didn't hit a single one?

With food in his stomach, his brain began to work again.

The original owner's farming skill was obtained after working in the fields with his parents from a young age and growing crops many times.

In other words, the original owner succeeded in farming.

But when I was hitting birds just now, I didn't even hit a feather.

So that means...

Tang Wen slowly sat up, walked outside, and used a pebble to draw a slightly irregular small circle on the ground.

He squatted down in the house and took out a pebble from his pocket.

Bang!

Didn't enter the circle.

Hiss, take a deep breath.

Hold your breath and aim.

Bang!

The pebble landed in the circle drawn on the ground.

The light slightly distorted, and the experience panel flashed by.

There's a reaction!

Tang Wen's eyes lit up.

Bang, in his excitement, his hand shook, and it went off quite a bit.

Huff!

Steady your breathing, and try again: Bang, bang, bang.

He threw three times in a row, all hitting inside the circle.

It's not that his accuracy is so good, but it's only two steps away, and once he gets the feel, it's easy to throw it in.

Light changes:

[Name: Tang Wen]

[Age: 14 years and 9 months]

[Body: 0.3]

[Spirit: 0.7]

[Skills: Farming Mastery (719/1000)]

[Pebble Throwing Beginner (0/500)]

Tang Wen smiled: New skill - Pebble Throwing!

Bang, hit the circle again.

[Pebble Throwing Beginner (0→1/500)]

Bang, bang, two failures, the value doesn't change at all.

Hit it.

Beginner (1→2/500)

Hit it again, Beginner (2→3/500)

The experience panel is very stingy, only willing to give 1 point of experience for each success.

But Tang Wen is very content, it's good to have progress, even if it's only 1 point each time.

Inside the house, the emaciated girl, watching her younger brother throwing pebbles, her dark eyes were first puzzled, and then gradually began to worry.

Many times already?

What is brother doing?

It's easy to get hungry doing that!

The girl curled up her body to get closer to the stove, she was already hungry.

Hit it, Beginner (300/500)

Hit it again, Beginner (300/500)

...

When the sky was completely dark, Tang Wen had already mastered the rhythm, and could hit the target about two out of three times with the pebbles in his hand.

But the thing he was most worried about happened, the experience value reached 300, and it stopped increasing.

He swung his sore right hand, went back to the house, and lay down on the dry grass.

Rustle rustle.

Tang Tang didn't fall asleep, she came over, stretched out a small hand, and massaged her brother's arm.

Two small arms, one like a firewood stick, the other, not even as good as a firewood stick.

His wrist was sore and swollen, Tang Wen tossed and turned, and it took a long time before he fell asleep.

The next day, the morning mist had not yet dissipated.

Tang Wen had already drunk his porridge and walked out of the camp.

He didn't go too far, he came to a secluded place and stopped at a large rock taller than a person.

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He took out a charcoal stick and first drew a small circle on the stone, then drew a larger circle outside, and then drew an even larger circle outside...

After several times, he barely got the appearance of a target.

He took a few steps back and drew a line under his feet with a branch.

Standing behind the line, he began to throw pebbles.

Bang!

7 rings!

The pebble bounced off.

A gray transparent screen jumped.

[Skill: Pebble Throwing Beginner (300→302/500)]

Gained two points of experience.

“It really works!”

This was the method Tang Wen thought of last night, treating pebble throwing as a sports competition.

There must be a target, a comparison of good and bad results, and a certain degree of difficulty!

Yesterday's pebble throwing game was too simple, and it lost its challenge later on.

Bang!

6 rings!

The pebble bounced off.

[Skill: Pebble Throwing, Beginner (302→303/500)]

...

Tang Wen concentrated his energy and threw more than a dozen times in a row.

[Skill: Pebble Throwing, Beginner (357/500)]

Huff!

He breathed heavily, leaning against a bare tree, his right hand was sore and he couldn't lift it, he didn't dare to force himself to continue!

Throw for 5 minutes, rest for half an hour.

This is different from yesterday's pebble throwing, yesterday's pebble throwing force might not even kill a big ant.

But today, every throw, he used all his strength.

If he hit a rabbit's leg, he could definitely cripple it.

He sat under the tree to rest, relaxing his arms, haste makes waste.

Based on his current physical fitness, if he dared to use force and throw continuously for half an hour, he would likely cause irreversible damage to his arm!

He rested for a long time in one breath.

Tang Wen stood up again and started target practice.

Pebble Throwing: Beginner (357→359/500)

(359→361/500)

Experience gradually increased.

In the morning, rest and practice, rest and rest and practice, rest and rest and rest and practice...

At noon, Tang Wen, who had consumed too much physical strength and couldn't hold on, returned to the camp again.

Little sister Tang Tang had just returned from fetching water, the camp had a water tower, and people living in the camp could drink clean water for free.

The siblings looked at each other, Tang Wen lowered his head, looking at his cloth shoes with exposed toes, not knowing how to speak.

Tang Tang laboriously carried the water jug into the house, and a few minutes later, smoke rose from the chimney.

“Who still eats lunch at noon?”

A person passing by the door muttered.

In the camp, those who could afford it had two meals a day, those who couldn't afford it made do with one meal.

Tang Wen drank the rice soup in large gulps, the taste of hunger was too unbearable.

Sister Tang Tang didn't speak, holding her clear soup in both hands, sipping it little by little.

Her cautious appearance was like a little squirrel who found a pine cone but was reluctant to eat it, just smelling the scent.

After Tang Wen finished the soup, he lay on the dry grass, preparing to take a nap.

Tang Tang came over, relaxing her brother's arm.

In the afternoon, continue pebble target practice.

After resting and replenishing some energy, the efficiency of practice has been improved.

[Skill: Pebble Throwing, Beginner (495→497/500)]

[...(497→499/500)]

Bang!

The pebble hit the center of the circle.

The skill broke through!

[Skill: Pebble Throwing, Mastery (0/1000)]