Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

In the courtyard, the little flowers Peach planted, called "Indestructible," bloomed in vibrant colors.

"Yellow flower," Tang Wen said.

"Caw."

The blood crow cawed once, lowered its head, and with its sharp beak, accurately snipped off the yellow flower.

"White flower."

"Caw."

Again, correct.

[Beast Mastery, Novice (979→987/1000)]

After learning to identify a series of small flowers in red, yellow, green, and blue, experience points slightly increased.

Seven days had passed since Tang Wen acquired the two exotic donkeys.

The ice cellar at home was already filled to the third level, packed to the brim.

With his deliberate targeting, tens of thousands of pounds of meat came from the wild horses of the wasteland.

Now, even a single horsehair is rare in the wilderness.

Training the blood crow to identify flowers was no longer useful.

Tang Wen decided to increase the difficulty for the blood crow. He took out a book used in the camp to enlighten children—"Elementary Arithmetic."

The cards were made of parchment, with simple equations like "3+2/3+1" written on them in charcoal.

It's not like we're training undergraduates, just to have them unemployed after graduation.

Learning addition and subtraction is enough.

From the camp home to the southern wilderness, a warhorse and two donkeys trotted along with small steps.

Sitting on the horse, Tang Wen patiently tried to make the blood crow remember the numbers, over and over again.

Finally, before the wilderness spring came into view.

The blood crow correctly arranged the numbers "1 to 10" three times in a row.

[Beast Mastery, Novice→Proficient (0/3000)]

Quietly, Tang Wen felt somewhat different.

He reached out and touched the blood crow's little head.

"Caw caw."

The call seemed no different.

But Tang Wen could tell it was a little irritable, did it want to eat bugs?

"Go ahead, today's learning ends here."

The blood crow's eyes were obviously excited, flapping its wings and soaring high, not knowing where to find insects.

"Neigh," the warhorse neighed.

Well, it's thirsty.

Tang Wen patted the horse's neck: "Hang in there."

The horse snorted, still thirsty.

Not comforted at all.

After thinking about it, Tang Wen suddenly pointed to the distance, where sand and dust filled the air: "Look, there's a plum forest over there!"

"Neigh!"

The warhorse was impatient.

Quenching thirst with imaginary plums obviously didn't work on horses.

"Okay! Giddy up."

At full speed, they arrived at the puddle where the spring water gathered.

Only shallow, muddy water remained here.

Tang Wen climbed to a high place and scooped clean water from the spring.

He fed the warhorse and the two donkeys.

He was curious about the donkeys' emotions.

However, when he rode the donkey and felt it for a while, he didn't notice anything.

It was as if they had no emotions, and had no opinion on working hard through mountains and rivers.

Tang Wen took out jerky and idly summarized while chewing: Blood Crow, Warhorse, Donkey.

The three have completely different personalities.

The blood crow is like a young man in his previous life, carefree and happy.

The warhorse is like a young man who has just entered society, has accepted a little tempering, and is still in a state of not admitting defeat.

The donkey is middle-aged, with elderly parents and young children, mortgage, car loan, credit card… had to keep grinding and earn a few pounds of fodder.

The blood crow searched for prey everywhere.

The horse stood dozing, and the donkey silently ate shrubs.

Tang Wen was not idle either, he had to practice martial arts even in the wilderness.

He came to the gray-brown rock wall and silently put on gray gloves.

The material of the gloves came from the soft and tough abdominal skin of the earth-traveling beast.

It can protect both hands and does not affect the force of the explosion.

Boom boom boom boom!

Tang Wen began to bombard the mountain.

His fists were like heavy artillery.

His feet were like steel whips.

Elbow strikes and knee thrusts, sonic booms in succession.

After several consecutive bursts, Tang Wen walked into the stone wall.

To be precise, he used his fist to blast a cave out of the mountain wall.

After clearing the rubble in the cave, he looked at the stone cave with satisfaction: "Why didn't I think of it before, the sand and dust outside is so big, I should have dug a cave to rest in."

The blood crow never came back.

Inside the cave, Tang Wen spread a waterproof cloth and practiced the Earth Fire Mixed Yuan Stance.

The tempering effect of the fused and improved exercises is really immediate.

If he were at home, he would hide alone to practice.

Not afraid of others stealing his skills.

Mainly because when practicing, there will be some indecent changes.

That kind of change, even the most experienced girls in Yihong Building in the inner city would be shocked!

And the wonderful thing is that with breathing techniques and meditation techniques, the changes are barely within control.

The pleasure of getting stronger is addicting.

"Caw caw caw"

The blood crow flew back, chirping for a while, and in the middle, it stretched out its left wing and pointed at the warhorse.

Tang Wen said in surprise: "Black horse? You saw a black horse? All black, with only a little white?"

Tang Wen remembered the demeanor of the advanced exotic beast, the dark cloud treading on snow!

People say that among people, Diao Chan, and among horses, Red Hare.

This dark cloud treading on snow is definitely more stylish than Red Hare.

Riding it is definitely more pleasing than driving a Ferrari with one hand.

For this reason, he made a lot of preparations.

He took out a bottle of medicinal powder from his bag, mixed it with beans, meat crumbs, and blue salt, and brought it to the warhorse.

The horse snorted excitedly and ate the food cleanly under Tang Wen's smiling gaze.

After a short rest, Tang Wen set off on horseback.

Two hours later, he felt the warhorse under him panting abnormally, and its body temperature gradually rising.

He nodded secretly: As expected of Crow Lao, this estrus agent for the mother beast is really useful.

The medicine took effect.

The blood crow鸣叫ed softly, reminding Tang Wen that the black horse was nearby.

Tang Wen thought for a while and did not go straight to the black horse.

He reached out to identify the wind direction, rode the little mare, and circled around to the windward side.

Then, he tied the horse to a bush and unloaded the saddle.

He hid behind a rock.

Before long, the mare, fed with the aphrodisiac beast medicine, stepped back uneasily and neighing.

As soon as Tang Wen heard it, this was not just calling, it was clearly shouting: "Buddy! Come and play!"

Tat tat tat!

The sound of horse hooves was crisp.

"Here it comes!" Tang Wen smiled confidently: "The beauty horse plan has succeeded."

He poked his head to look, and suddenly his smile froze on his face.

What came was a black foal, jet black and shiny, with only a peach heart-like white hair on its chest.

This is not the dark cloud treading on snow he was looking for!

Judging from the momentum, it is an intermediate exotic beast.

Moreover, the most important thing is that it is a mare!

It came to find the warhorse, probably wanting to drive this exchanged "slut" out of its territory.

"It's really throwing媚眼 at a blind man. But it's not a wasted trip."

Tang Wen watched the thought power, his legs rolled up sand and stone, like a wolf smoke, rushing towards the black horse.

The black horse screamed and turned to escape, but felt a weight on its back and was ridden.

Horses will never be slaves.

It raised its front hooves high, its body almost perpendicular to the ground, trying to throw Tang Wen off.

"Pa!" Tang Wen gave it a whip.

The black horse was in pain and lay down on the spot, trying to roll on the spot and crush him under it.

Tang Wen jumped to the ground and unceremoniously whipped it ten times, making it almost unable to stand up.

As an intermediate exotic beast, the black horse, although a mare, is as fierce as fire.

It got up and fled.

But Tang Wen appeared on its back again.

Just like that, one trained and the other escaped.

The two left this place and ran to the distance, from day to night.

The intermediate exotic beast black horse was exhausted.

Tang Wen reached out to give it soybean cakes, and it showed a fierce look and opened its mouth to bite.

Pa!

A whip.

Feed again, still bite.

Another whip!

Feed again, still bite!

Clang clang clang.

Tang Wen lost patience, pulled out the long knife behind him, and under the moonlight, the blade shone with coldness, exuding murderous aura.

The black horse obediently leaned over, licked his palm, rolled up the soybean cake with its tongue, and chewed it.

"That's more like it."

[Beast Mastery, Proficient (0→1317/3000)]

Taking down an intermediate exotic beast mount has also increased experience.

Tang Wen wins twice, a win-win!

The black horse is worthy of being an intermediate exotic beast. After eating the soybean cake and resting for a while, it galloped with Tang Wen.

Its speed is much faster than the warhorse.

"Not bad, from now on you will be called Wuzhui. When you catch the black stallion, let it be called Treading Snow."

Before long, the man and the horse returned to the original place.

"Uh ah uh ah"

As soon as they approached, there was an unusually cheerful horse cry.

Tang Wen's face was strange, the warhorse and the black horse Treading Snow were having a shameless affair!

The black horse Treading Snow was also decisive, immediately stopped the activity and ran away.

Leaving the warhorse in place in confusion.

"Scumbag horse! A complete scumbag horse!"

It ran as fast as flying, and Tang Wen, who had been tossing all night, had no intention of chasing it.

The black horse Treading Snow is an advanced exotic beast. It may be difficult to make it a mount without hurting it.

The wild horses on this wasteland have basically been killed by him.

The black horse Treading Snow can only be a bachelor!

Mother horses, such scarce resources, are all in Tang Wen's hands.

Tang Wen is not worried at all, there will be a time when it surrenders!

Three days later, Tang Wen, who got a new mount, returned to the hunting camp with several prey, three to four thousand pounds of meat.

"The sun sets in the west, the red glow flies…"

He ate jerky, humming a song, and occasionally took a sip of mountain spring water.

Suddenly, a group of people in the distance, wearing animal skins and holding bows and arrows and spears, rushed towards the hunting camp!

Roughly counting, there were as many as a hundred people.

They are extremely fast, obviously skilled in martial arts.

Tang Wen suddenly felt that the jerky in his hand was not fragrant:

"Is the Black Mountain Camp here? But this equipment doesn't look like it!"