Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

In the darkness, the mountain contours undulated.

Like a row of fallen giants.

The surroundings were deathly silent, chilling to the bone.

Tang Wen ran swiftly, covering several miles before hiding behind a massive rock.

Soon, a group of people appeared in his sight.

He arranged a dozen or so pebbles, preparing to send them to their graves.

A total of six people.

He counted them, but didn't act rashly, patiently observing his opponents.

His enhanced physique had already granted him considerable night vision.

Even from a distance, he could see clearly.

The leader carried a small, birdcage-like object.

The second was a swordsman with a shield, the third...

The fifth one was the problem.

He held a crossbow!

Possibly with signal arrows.

Kill him first!

Tang Wen gripped a pebble, ready to strike, but then glanced back.

Wait, there's a sixth person.

This one holds a long tube; could it also be for sending signals?

Possibly, can't be careless!

If they send a signal, the experts behind them will chase after us.

They are much faster than me.

If that happens, Ice and I will surely die.

Tang Wen patiently observed again, making sure nothing was missed.

Just as they came close, the leader suddenly stopped and looked toward Tang Wen's hiding place.

Tang Wen's expression changed, and he leaped up!

The pebbles in his hand shot out like a swarm of locusts.

"No," the word was barely out of his mouth.

The crossbowman's hand was only halfway up when his entire arm exploded.

The crossbow fell to the ground, firing as it hit, the signal arrow burying itself in a crack in the rock, failing to make a sound.

The sixth person was indeed a signalman, he held a long tube, about to pull the string, but his neck was broken, and he collapsed to the ground.

Six people in total, five first-rank martial apprentices, one second-rank martial artist.

Tang Wen's dozen or so pebbles struck, leaving no one alive.

The surroundings fell silent once more.

He reached back to touch his back, which was covered in cold sweat.

Too close, if he had been slightly unlucky, that signal arrow would have flown into the sky.

Tang Wen's life would have been uncertain today!

The fight was short, but his mind was extremely tense.

Adjusting his breathing, he drew the long knife from his back and poked at the bodies on the ground.

After thoroughly confirming that there was no danger, he reached out and searched them, finding several dozen taels of silver.

In addition, they were wearing leather armor, which was also worth some money, but difficult to carry.

Tang Wen picked up the birdcage, which was not large, and the green bird inside was even smaller, lying in the cage, its life unknown.

"This is a hummingbird?"

Hummingbirds feed on nectar.

Being tamed by ability users to track nectar might not be impossible.

Tang Wen didn't care whether it was dead or alive, grabbed a stone, and smashed the cage and bird into a mess.

Coming to the sixth person, he saw a long tube firework-like thing with a white string at the bottom.

His intuition told him that as long as he pulled the white string, a signal flare would shoot out.

Tang Wen took this thing and hurried back to the cave.

"Who's there?"

"Ice, it's me."

The figure inside visibly relaxed: "Are you hurt?"

"Don't worry, I took care of everything, and even got their signal tube. Um, you," Tang Wen walked in, behind the fire, Zhou Bing was wearing only a single layer of clothing.

Her graceful and curvaceous figure was fully exposed.

"Good, that's good. Hurry and take off your clothes, I'll wash them for you. The nectar was mixed with other things, and the scent permeated through the armor, getting onto your clothes."

Zhou Bing strode over to Tang Wen, reaching out directly.

"Um, Ice, time is short. No need to wash them, right?"

"It's easy to dry them."

As she spoke, she clumsily took off Tang Wen's coat, removed his inner armor, then slipped her fingers into his chest, leaving him without even a single layer of clothing.

Tang Wen shivered, hugging his arms and hiding next to the fire.

At this moment, the two of them together had only four pieces of clothing.

The armor was wiped clean, the clothes were washed, and the water was wrung out.

Indeed, as Zhou Bing said, it was easy to dry them. She burned some relatively flat stones until they smoked, then ironed the clothes on them.

The steam hissed, and they were dry after a few passes.

"Are you cold? Come closer."

"I'm okay, I'm okay."

Zhou Bing's every move was full of temptation.

Tang Wen didn't dare to look too much, hugging his knees, slightly restrained.

He was a young man full of vigor, how could he withstand this kind of temptation.

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The two of them were delayed for nearly half an hour.

Zhou Bing baked the clothes and personally put them on Tang Wen.

"I'll do it, I'll do it myself." He didn't dare to get up.

"You嫌棄me?" Zhou Bing's almond eyes widened.

"No, no, mainly I, I," Tang Wen's expression was embarrassed, "I" for a long time, but couldn't say anything.

"Okay, you put them on yourself." Zhou Bing's eyes dimmed.

"No, that, okay, Ice, you put them on for me!"

Tang Wen closed his eyes, stood up abruptly, and spread his arms in a self-abandoning manner.

Seeing the abnormality, Zhou Bing's pretty face flushed red, her arms trembled, and her eyes involuntarily moved downwards, before finally managing to put Tang Wen's coat on.

The women in the camp, influenced by the environment, whether they were fierce or cold outside, were virtuous to their men at home.

Take Wu Tian and the others, for example, they had multiple wives at home, but on their days off, they still went to the Yi Hong Brothel, and their wives at home would grumble a few words, but never made a fuss.

Old Doctor Li was even more exaggerated, spending half of each month at the Yi Hong Brothel.

Leaving the young beauties at home, alone in empty rooms.

"You, won't, won't there be a problem?" Zhou Bing was a little worried.

Tang Wen smelled the faint scent on her body, his mouth was dry, and he quickly put on his armor: "I'm going to wash my face."

The two set off again, Zhou Bing lying on his back, her heart pounding, and couldn't help but think: Did Tang Wen really have a problem?

As dawn broke, the two saw the camp gate in the distance.

Zhou Bing jumped off his back and entered the camp together.

"It's Captain Zhou Bing! And Tang Wen."

The guard, holding a telescope, saw them from afar and shouted excitedly.

The two came to the door and found that there were three times more guards at the gate than before.

There was also a doctor waiting here.

"Have General Zhou and Commander Zhao returned?" Zhou Bing asked eagerly.

"No, many commanders have gone out. Old General Zhang has also gone out. Now the Queen requires that captains and ordinary guards are all forbidden from leaving the camp, and more people are dispatched to patrol day and night."

The old general and the Queen have both taken action?

The two registered, separated at the intersection, Tang Wen went home to report his safety, and Zhou Bing went to the guard camp to explain the situation they encountered, and to hand over the firework signal stick that Tang Wen had obtained.

Tang Wen hurried back home, the door was closed, and a copper lock hung on it.

"She must have gone to sell roujiamo."

He took out the key, entered the house, took off his armor, locked the door, and trotted to the entrance of the martial arts hall, his eyebrows furrowing, there was no one here either.

The gatekeeper noticed his gaze and took the initiative to say: "Young man, are you just back from outside? There's a market today, Tang girl went there."

"Thank you!"

There was a market in the inner city, held every three days.

Tang Wen had known this for a long time, but he was busy practicing every day and had never been there.

A dozen minutes later, after asking for directions twice, he finally saw the moon gate of the market.

A familiar figure at the door, skillfully collecting money, taking roujiamo, and finally saying: "Come again if it's delicious!"

The stone in Tang Wen's heart finally fell.

"Xiao Wen?"

Seeing him, Tang Tang rushed towards him, but couldn't leave her stall, and stepped back two steps. She waved to her younger brother, signaling him to come over.

Okay, I'm not as important as a roujiamo stall.

Tang Wen complained and walked into the market.

The young lady grabbed his arm, looking him up and down, jumping up and down with joy.

"...This trip was a bit dangerous, but it's okay, it's just that Ice went up to compete and suffered some internal injuries."

"Internal injuries?" Tang Tang frowned, no longer selling roujiamo.

Picking up the stool, she was about to close the stall and go home.