Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

The sound of a door opening echoed.

A beautiful woman in tight-fitting clothes, with a slender figure, appeared in the doorway.

Her eyes sparkled with vitality, radiating charm.

"Sis!"

Tang Wen opened his arms and strode towards the door.

Tang Tang was taken aback and took a step back.

"Bang!"

The door slammed shut.

Separating the inside from the outside.

Tang Wen was dumbfounded, slightly stunned.

Outside the door, Tang Tang rubbed her forehead and muttered, "I must have been too busy lately, my eyes are playing tricks on me. I thought I saw that stinky brat when I opened the door. Sigh!"

Before she could finish her sigh.

The door opened from the inside, and a familiar yet unfamiliar face rapidly enlarged before her eyes.

"Huh?"

Her body stiffened, and she was tightly embraced.

"Sis," Tang Wen rested his head on her shoulder, unsure of where to begin, and after a long while, he squeezed out a sentence: "I'm back."

Since returning to the camp, he had been working non-stop.

First, saving the situation, then destroying Black Mountain.

After that, he ran to Five Families City and stayed for two days.

He only had a brief meeting with Tang Tang.

Huh? He's really back.

A small hand pinched her younger brother's thick earlobe.

"Alright, alright, it's good that you're back. You're so big, what does it look like hugging me like this?"

Tang Tang released her brother and unhesitatingly pushed Tang Wen away, little by little.

Eh?

What happened to the deep sibling bond?

Arriving in the inner room, the siblings sat down at a round table with three maids.

Tang Wen took out several boxes of rouge and powder from his void stone.

Women, as expected, have a natural resistance to such things, even Little Peach eagerly moved forward, her big eyes sparkling.

"One for each of you."

Saying this, Tang Wen distributed them.

Going home is always happy.

The three women received their gifts and, under Tang Tang's direction, brought a charcoal pot and began to cook tofu and thin slices of frozen beef.

After a simple meal, the three maids took Peach and returned to their rooms to rest, leaving the rare time to the siblings.

Zhou Bing would not return until late at night, so the two simply ate and waited.

Tang Tang gently told her brother about her experiences over the past year.

Practicing martial arts, making rou jia mo, going out hunting...

Speaking of hunting, Tang Wen suddenly realized that his sister's temperament was indeed different.

There was an added sense of competence and calmness.

"Did you encounter danger while hunting?"

Tang Tang paused with her chopsticks, and snorted, "What danger could there be? It's just a little training."

Tang Wen frowned, feeling conflicted.

On the one hand, he hoped his sister would be safe and sound.

On the other hand, he wanted her to have enough self-protection ability.

In this chaotic world, to have self-protection ability, one must at least be at the peak of Fifth Rank, right?

Hmm, and she must also know Instant Step, be able to defend against mental attacks, and practice defensive techniques.

"In martial arts, you still need to work hard, Sis!"

Tang Tang did not refute, puffing out her cheeks.

Not being able to protect her younger brother, but being protected by her younger brother, she felt somewhat lost.

"By the way, the Queen told me a long time ago, don't spread the [Eight Vajra Arts] casually."

"I know. So the Queen has already practiced it."

"Yes, yes."

The Eight Vajra Arts has obvious benefits for physical fitness and mental strength, but it is not easy to practice to a high level.

Even for Taoists who have practiced it for a lifetime.

Not everyone is a Vajra Arts master.

That day, one against five, the Queen's combat power obviously broke through the scope of the top Sixth Rank, and was gradually approaching Fifth Rank.

But the Opening Mountain Cannon Fist's level obviously couldn't keep up. When she further mastered the flame technique and transformed into a true Fifth Rank, it would be a natural process.

And even more profound flame fist techniques were available in the Four Seas Camp.

But one needed to become a Seven-Star Hunter to be qualified to comprehend them.

Seven-Star Hunters, it is said that the youngest is over a hundred years old.

However, it's good to have hope.

"By the way, this is for you."

Tang Wen took out a large wooden box from his void stone and placed it on the ground.

The matter of the void stone had just been explained.

"What is this?"

Tang Tang opened the lid, and a sweet aroma wafted out.

Below the wooden lid was kraft paper.

She reached out her hands, picked up a package and opened it, revealing snow-white squares inlaid with peanut crumbs and walnut kernels.

"Something to eat?"

She picked up one and examined it under the oil lamp.

Gently bending it with four fingers, the square slightly curved.

Tang Tang gave a "huh" sound: "I thought it would be crispy."

"Try it."

Tang Wen picked up his wine and took a sip, a fiery line entering his throat, burning down and then surging up.

Tang Tang put the small square in her mouth and gently bit it.

A sweet taste of milk was released.

Her big eyes blinked and then narrowed in satisfaction: "What is this called?"

She asked vaguely.

"Milk candy."

"What?" Tang Tang slowly turned her head, her expression inexplicably shocked.

Milk candy?

Isn't that the same name as me?

And she had only eaten yellow maltose.

Eight ounces of millet for a small piece.

Too expensive, she only dared to buy a few small pieces, one for each person in the family.

She saved two pieces and soaked them in millet porridge, which was especially sweet.

However, the camp area did not produce wheat, and maltose was also rare.

She had only bought it once.

Tang Wen bent down, took out a few kraft paper packages from the large box, and opened them one by one.

"Here, this is zongzi candy."

"The petals on top are?" Her teeth were stuck with milk candy.

"Rose petals, and next to it are pine nuts. Because its shape is like a zongzi, it is triangular, so it is called zongzi candy."

"Oh," Tang Tang seemed to understand, took a small sip of water, and raised her big eyes: "What is a zongzi?"

"A kind of sweet food made of glutinous rice."

"Sweet food? Is it also candy?"

"It's not candy, it's that soft, glutinous white rice, wrapped with candied dates."

"Will I be able to eat this kind of candy in the future?"

"It's not candy."

"Anything sweet is candy!"

Tang Tang stuffed a zongzi candy into her mouth, and her right cheek immediately bulged.

"Forget it", Tang Wen took out two other boxes from the void stone, and in Tang Tang's surprised eyes, found a dark green zongzi and gave it to her.

In the void stone, objects float and are not affected by time.

The zongzi was still slightly steaming.

Tang Tang carefully took it, and was about to bite it.

Tang Wen quickly stopped her: "Peel the skin first."

After a few seconds, the zongzi entered her mouth, and the young lady's eyes suddenly widened!

Like a small beast tasting a delicious fruit for the first time.

"Wow! This, how is it like this"

Tang Tang didn't know how to describe her feelings.

Footsteps came from outside the door.

Tang Tang quickly swallowed the last bite of zongzi, not even having time to swallow it, her cheeks were bulging, and she gesticulated: "Quick, put it away, put it away."

Tang Wen was just about to do so.

She regretted again: "No, no, Sister Bing hasn't eaten these candies either."

"What haven't I eaten?"

A straight, slender leg stepped into the bedroom, and seeing Tang Wen, her almond eyes suddenly brightened.

Zhou Bing walked in with a body full of wind and snow.

The temperature in the room dropped slightly.

"It's snowing again?" Tang Tang didn't notice outside.

"Yes, a little bigger than last time." Zhou Bing took off her coat, wearing only a short top to her waist, highlighting her slender waist and long legs.

She sat next to Tang Wen.

Tang Wen held her cold palm, and Tang Tang handed her a milk candy.

A few seconds later, Zhou Bing also narrowed her eyes happily.

The sweetness was really too rare.

The snow outside was falling a little too quickly.

Rustling against the doors and windows.

The lights in the room flickered, the coal in the stove was red, as warm as spring.

Tang Wen ate meat, watched his sister and the "cursed" widow girlfriend, happily eating candy, chatting.

"Crash!"

The door was violently pushed open.

Except for Tang Wen, the two women were startled.

"What," before the word 'what' could be said, Zhou Bing's clenched fist loosened again.

"Ara ara! Good, you guys are secretly eating delicious food behind my back!" A red figure stood casually at the door.

Glistening ice and snow adorned her dark hair, and she held a gourd in her hand.

The Red-Clothed Queen - Xia Qingge!

With a wave of her red sleeve, the door slammed shut.

Xia Qingge sat next to Zhou Bing, familiarly picking up a piece of white milk candy: "Mmm! Not bad."

"Crunch crunch..."

"This is milk candy?"

One piece after another, in the blink of an eye, half of the milk candy was gone.

Tang Wen looked at Tang Tang.

Unsurprisingly, his sister had already deeply frowned, looking at the gluttonous Queen with puffed cheeks!

Swish!

Zhou Bing rewrapped the milk candy with kraft paper.

"Tsk! Stingy."

The Queen looked at the zongzi, and with a mental wave, the zongzi skin fell off, rushing towards her.

Zhou Bing put the zongzi away.

Fruit candy, candied fruit...

The battle to protect the candy began.

In order not to be affected, Tang Wen took out a jar of Bamboo Leaf Green.

Pa!

The seal was broken, and the aroma of wine filled the air.

As if sensing the attraction, Xia Qingge didn't have time to swallow the mouthful of food and instantly turned her head.

"What wine is this?"

"Ten-year aged." Tang Wen poured himself a cup.

Xia Qingge's phoenix eyes sparkled, and with a reach of her hand, she took Tang Wen's wine glass, and took a deep sniff in front of her nose: "You can't handle this wine, let me taste it first to see if it's real."

The corner of Tang Wen's mouth twitched.

If you want to drink, just say you want to drink, what can you taste?

Our camp is so poor, you used to drink sweet potato shochu, and now you're tasting the real thing.

Her slender white neck raised, she drank it all in one gulp.

"Good wine!"

Pa, putting down the cup, she couldn't wait to pick up the jar and fill herself up.

Xia Qingge looked at Tang Wen: "Is there any more of this wine?"

The latter shook his head silently.

So, when Zhou Bing reached out to drink, she was blocked back.

"What kind of strong wine are children drinking! Here, don't you have yellow wine? Drink it quickly, or it will get cold."

Zhou Bing was not used to this little aunt without blood relationship: "Hehe, a few days ago you were arguing that the shochu was tasteless and wanted to drink aged yellow wine. How many days has it been?"

She also picked up Xia Qingge's wine gourd and smelled it, and said unhappily: "It seems like there's sweet potato shochu in here! Not even as good as yellow wine!"

Xia Qingge pretended not to hear, picked up the jar and drank heartily, and when she put down the jar, a faint mist appeared in her beautiful eyes.

A fair and pretty face, a blush suddenly appeared.

Like a night-blooming cereus blooming at night.

"Is this the wine from Ganshan City?"

Xia Qingge's personality is very forthright.

All along, she didn't seem like a high-ranking, noble Queen.

More like a righteous, beautiful female boss leading her brothers in a gang.

Tang Wen nodded: "Yes, Ganshan City has special fertile land to grow grain for winemaking. Such as sorghum, rice. There are also special mountain springs responsible for winemaking."

Xia Qingge guarded the jar, supported her chin, and squinted her eyes and asked: "It seems that Ganshan City produces a lot of grain."

"The major forces in the inner city and outer city naturally have a lot of grain. And what about the major subordinate camps? It's good enough if people don't starve to death."

She asked again: "Then no one rebels?"

"No matter how many rabbits there are, they can't bite a pack of wolves to death." Tang Wen's expression was very calm.

"So, you don't want our camp to join Ganshan City?"

"That's right, that's not called joining, that's called turning to, selling yourself. It can be seen as voluntarily going to the door to be treated like a slave!"

Xia Qingge squinted her phoenix eyes and tsked.

Tang Tang and Zhou Bing listened silently, without interrupting.

Now Zhou Bing is on her own, and Tang Tang is also learning to manage.

Having a family and doing things, only then do you know how difficult it is.

Taking grain as an example, the ordinary farmers in the camp cannot be allowed to starve to death.

The patrolling guards must also be fed.

Children are the future, they are hope, and the subsidized meal in the night school must be thick millet porridge. Only by eating it can they grow taller.

But the severe drought has reduced production, and it is not known how much grain can be produced next year.

If the grain is distributed, it will definitely not be enough.

So, who are the people who don't have enough to eat?

The final investigation found that the elderly, those with the next generation, either actively or passively, ate the least.

"If it snows a few more times, next year may be better."

Tang Wen shook his head: "We still can't relax about grain. What if there is still a severe drought later?"

"Tui tui tui!" Tang Tang put her hands together and looked at the roof: "Children's words are not effective. God will definitely rain next year."

After speaking, she glared at her brother: "Okay, let's not talk about these things today."

The two women kept asking about the affairs of Ganshan City, and the four of them ate, chatted, and chatted.

Xia Qingge drank half of the jar of wine and couldn't bear to finish it.

She first poured the sweet potato shochu from the wine gourd into the wine pot.

She rinsed it with ice water, and then carefully poured the remaining half of the jar of Bamboo Leaf Green into her portable gourd.

That quiet and careful appearance was particularly beautiful.

Drip drip.

She shook the jar, and with her super control, cleverly dripped the last few drops of wine into the gourd.

Tang Tang and the two were also infected by her, with a slight tension in their eyes.

It wasn't until they saw her pour it clean that they silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Dang!

The table shook.

Xia Qingge quickly stabilized the gourd, and looked over with an unkind look.

"You stinky brat you want to... Eh? There's another jar?" Xia Qingge disregarded her image, jumped over the table in one leap, brushing past, her straight legs landed between Tang Wen and the table, in that narrow gap.

One hand holding the treasure gourd, one hand holding the unopened jar of wine.

Tang Wen's hands were still on the table, the two were almost intimately close.

It looked as if Tang Wen had stopped her with his arms, holding her in his embrace while sitting down.

Xia Qingge wasn't scrawny; she was curvaceous, tall, and full-figured.

What was worse, she was wearing a dress today.

As she fell, her red dress was still in the air.

To be precise, the skirt was caught between Tang Wen's arms.

Now, everything that should and shouldn't be seen was seen.

He blinked and quickly raised his head: 'I didn't expect the inside to be red too. How much do you love red!'

And those legs were like slender jade pillars, classic 'goblet' shaped beauties.

If she wore stockings, hiss!

Just thinking about it was exciting.

Xia Qingge protected the wine jar, her waist swaying slightly unintentionally, and Tang Wen's expression changed.

A harsh sound rang out as the chair scraped against the ground.

He quickly moved out of the friction zone.

"Didn't you say it was gone?" Xia Qingge's tone was pleasantly surprised, her smile as bright as summer flowers.

Tang Wen narrowed his eyes: "The ten-year one is gone; this is a fifteen-year one."

"You brat! So there's still more?"

Tang Wen shook his head: "Drinking easily leads to mistakes. When you break through to the fifth rank, there will be plenty of wine!"

"Ha! Stop exaggerating."

She turned around and flicked her sleeve, picking up the unopened wine jar.

The red dress fell, covering her legs.

Tang Wen felt a sense of loss: "On the territory I manage, there are more than one dedicated camp responsible for brewing wine!"

The queen's eyes suddenly burst out with a different kind of brilliance, her back straightened, and her aura became even more majestic.

Even with wine jars in both hands, she was still exceptionally graceful. Coupled with her captivating beauty, she even had a bit more free and domineering spirit: "I feel like I can break through to the fifth rank at any time. How much more wine do you have? Take it all out!"

"Hehe, maybe you can in your dreams. Well, it's getting late; I'm going to sleep."

After speaking, Tang Wen really walked towards the bed in the inner room.

It was almost dawn; he had to sleep.

Only in his dreams could he receive news from Ganshan City.