Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

"Are you hungry? Didn't you eat enough this morning?" Zhou Bing asked, amused.

Tang Wen silently calculated that running home from here would require his sister to start a fire and cook. He would not only be starving but would definitely end up eating raw sweet potatoes and millet.

There was a cafeteria in the guard camp, and he was sure they had ready-made staple food.

"Captain! I'm a little hungry, I could probably eat a hundred steamed buns! Do we have that in the cafeteria?"

"A hundred steamed buns? Should I go get them for you?" Zhou Bing asked, puzzled.

Tang Wen's face rapidly paled, and his lips began to dry and peel: "Captain, hurry! It's hard to explain my current state."

His legs were weak, and he couldn't stand steadily.

"Ah? What's wrong? You wait here." Zhou Bing rushed out like a gust of wind, ran to the back kitchen, where the chef was just steaming buns.

She said a few words, tossed out a silver ingot, and directly moved the chef's ten-layer steamer back to the training room.

Many people stared at her along the way.

"I'm such an idiot for believing that kid's nonsense! Could this be some kind of illness? What if this happens during a mission?"

Smelling the aroma, Tang Wen rushed over in two steps and lifted the steamer, grabbing a bun and stuffing it into his mouth.

1, 2, 3...58, 59...131, 132

Zhou Bing silently counted, becoming more and more astonished.

The steamed buns in the guard camp were large and filled with plenty of stuffing, about the size of an adult's two fists.

The soldiers in the camp were all big eaters, but they could only eat a maximum of 50 in one meal, and that was only if they were extremely hungry martial artists.

Ordinary martial apprentice-level guards would stop at 30, no matter how hungry they were.

The 10-layer steamer she brought back had more than 20 buns in each layer.

Watching Tang Wen eat through the 7th layer, exceeding 150 buns.

Zhou Bing got up to pour him water and couldn't help but ask: "Is that enough?"

Tang Wen gulped down the water:

"These buns are really good, enough."

"What exactly is going on? Why are you suddenly so hungry?" Zhou Bing felt a sinking feeling in her heart.

Tang Wen had just successfully entered meditation and was a potential genius destined to break through to the martial artist level.

The reason for his sudden hunger had to be clarified, or the consequences would be unimaginable if this happened during a mission.

It would be a disaster for the entire team.

Zhou Bing looked at Tang Wen with a hint of sympathy.

Tang Wen chewed a few times and said the reason he had just made up: "Um, it's an ability. I'm like this every time I break through, I need to eat a lot, and then my strength will increase a bit."

"Increase strength?" Zhou Bing didn't understand for a moment. She even thought that Tang Wen wouldn't be able to leave the camp in the future! "Really? Are there any side effects?"

Tang Wen shook his head: "The side effect is that I have to eat dozens of pounds of food each time, with a lot of meat."

"No wonder you're so young and have so much strength."

After saying that with emotion, Zhou Bing asked again: "How often does this happen?"

This was related to whether Tang Wen could go out on some long-term missions.

"Don't worry, Sister Bing. Generally speaking, it's controllable. I'll have a premonition long in advance."

Tang Wen warned himself in his heart that he must pay attention in the future and never break through when food was insufficient.

"That's good." Zhou Bing felt complicated. She had just thought that Tang Wen might be useless.

Now she envied his ability.

He could increase his strength by eating a lot without having to work hard.

If this were spread, how many people would be envious or even jealous.

"Don't tell anyone about your ability, I'll help you keep it a secret."

As Zhou Bing spoke, she thought of her own ability and felt bitter in comparison.

"Captain, I'm full, I need to sleep for a while." After eating 10 steamers of buns, Tang Wen patted his stomach and stood up.

Zhou Bing took him to her room.

There were more men than women in the team, or rather, she was the only female soldier, and the other room was full of male team members. She had no choice but to let Tang Wen live with her.

Tang Wen slept until six o'clock in the afternoon.

When he woke up, he saw Zhou Bing packing her things to go home.

"It's time, come earlier tomorrow. Oh, right, here's a pocket watch for you. Every recruit in the hunting team gets one. See you tomorrow."

Zhou Bing felt uncomfortable seeing Tang Wen crawl out of her bed.

I slept in his bed last night, and he slept in mine today, so that's even...not at all!

Zhou Bing didn't dare to think too much and left in a hurry.

The hunting team had very good benefits, with a monthly salary of three taels of silver, plus two hundred catties of meat and one hundred catties of rice.

This was even better than the benefits of a small team leader in the ordinary guard.

Dinner at the camp cafeteria: pork stew with cabbage, millet cornbread, and plenty of potatoes.

Tang Wen ate a shallow basin and, touching his stomach, returned home to continue standing in the stance and entering meditation.

"Xiao Wen, I went to the inner city today," Tang Tang said mysteriously before going to bed.

"What's the matter?"

Tang Tang chuckled:

"I went to inquire about your Captain Zhou's situation."

"Ah?"

The young lady said clearly: "She did have three fiancés. The first one was weak and sickly from childhood.

The second was a guard who encountered silver wolves during the first winter the Silver Wolf came.

The third was a merchant who traveled to the surrounding camps. He was killed by scavengers three days after the engagement."

Tang Wen exclaimed, 'Good heavens, Sister, you inquired in great detail.'

"It sounds like these three were very unlucky."

Tang Tang nodded and continued: "It is said that Sister Bing was originally a martial arts fanatic and wasn't very familiar with them. The first fiancé was a marriage arranged by her father. But that man was too weak to practice martial arts, and the two were not very familiar."

"What about the ones after that?"

The marriage atmosphere in the camp was not uniform.

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There could be free love, but more often it was the words of parents.

"The second one came from another place to escape the disaster. He had some skill in his body. After gaining a foothold, he asked someone to propose marriage to Zhou Bing. But I found out that your Captain Zhou's uncle is a big shot. Others said that this man was trying to curry favor with the Zhou family."

"The last merchant was also in this situation. It is said that the two had never even met a few times."

"Mmm."

Tang Wen fell asleep listening to these gossips.

"Hmph! Not concerned at all, when will you be able to marry a wife?" The young lady was very dissatisfied with her younger brother.

In the morning, Tang Wen quietly changed his underwear before getting up to stand in the stance.

The washed black underwear hung on the clothesline, swaying in the wind.

He thought while standing in the stance: Did he really have to marry a wife at the age of 15?

Forget it, let's improve my strength first.

During the recruit period, there was no need to go out on missions for three months. The only task was to train and grow.

There was no need to hunt to support the family, there was a salary, the cafeteria provided food, and there was a beautiful, hot, cold outside and warm inside captain directly guiding martial arts.

It was a guaranteed good harvest, there was no need to risk one's life, and no one would say anything if one was late or left early.

Life was simply too comfortable.

Tang Wen often lamented that he was too stupid when he was on Earth and should have gone to get a secure job!

This afternoon, in the courtyard of the training room.

"You use a saber, I use a spear, you can attack as you like, and I'll see how your saber technique foundation is."

After speaking, Zhou Bing picked up the spear, held it horizontally in front of her, and signaled Tang Wen to begin with her eyes.

"Okay! Captain, be careful."

Tang Wen approached in a few steps, holding the saber with both hands, Zhou Bing swept the spear horizontally.

"Clang!"

Sparks flew everywhere.

Tang Wen's movements didn't stop at all. After one saber strike ended, the saber body bounced back, and he exerted force again, slashing down with another saber.

When facing a long spear with a short weapon, one must not let the opponent create distance.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Tang Wen's strikes were faster and heavier with each strike.

After several collisions, Zhou Bing's wrist went numb: This brat's strength is indeed greater!

She changed her tactics, no longer colliding head-on, but dodging and counterattacking.

The two moved and shifted, but Tang Wen still couldn't break through Zhou Bing's defense range.

Zhou Bing also couldn't force Tang Wen away to fully exploit the advantages of the spear.

5 minutes, 10 minutes, half an hour passed in a flash.

It was the first time Tang Wen had fought so heartily. His constitution of 5.5 exerted its power, one move fast, every move fast.

Not giving Zhou Bing any chance to breathe and adjust.

Captain Zhou was physically and mentally exhausted.

Tang Wen was like a perpetual motion machine, the saber light connected into one piece, and the offensive didn't weaken at all.

"Stop! Stop, I roughly understand your saber technique level."

After another half an hour, Zhou Bing was covered in fragrant sweat.

In order to maintain her captain's dignity and not lose completely, she seized the opportunity to call a stop.

"Captain, am I okay? Didn't I disappoint you?" Tang Wen was still immersed in the pleasure of exchanging blows.

Zhou Bing: ...It's not a question of whether you're okay or not, you're too okay now.

As the captain of the hunting team, a dignified martial artist, I can't stand your stamina! Are you not going to get tired?

Tang Wen didn't notice her strangeness. In just one hour.

The skill experience of Breaking Wind Saber greatly increased, [Breaking Wind Saber, Proficient (517→799/3000)]

He looked at Zhou Bing and said excitedly: "Captain! Let's practice against each other for an hour every day in the future?"

Zhou Bing didn't speak. She supported her body with the spear without showing any emotion and secretly decided to call back all the team members tomorrow.

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