Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

“1, 2, 379, 80”

“Subtracting the costs of flour, lard, meat, and firewood…”

In the evening, the little miss counted on her fingers, occasionally scribbling on paper.

Without a doubt, Tang Wen and his sister were literate.

There was a free school in the camp. Children under 15 could go to learn for 3-4 hours every afternoon, free for three years.

But very few children studied.

In the eyes of the adults in the camp, a 6 or 7-year-old child could help look after younger siblings, and two years later, they could weed and work in the fields.

What was the use of learning to read?

“I’ve calculated it!”

Under the dim light of the oil lamp, Tang Tang’s eyes sparkled.

Tang Wen always felt that there was a golden glint in her eyes, though he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination.

“Is it 100 Wen?”

“Ha! 210 rou jia mos only earn 100 Wen?” Tang Tang stood up, crossed her arms, and looked down at her younger brother.

“Then 200?”

“Heh! 210 rou jia mos only earn 200 Wen?” The little miss struck a pose of 'you know nothing about power'.

There were very few people doing small business in the camp.

Even fewer who made a living purely by setting up stalls.

As for the business environment.

It was like China in the 80s. As long as you had a source of goods and dared to set up a stall, you could make money selling anything!

Tang Tang raised her neck and announced, “330 Wen! A whole 330 Wen!”

Tang Wen clapped in cooperation, “Congratulations, sister, on earning over ten thousand a month. But this is just the beginning, everyone thinks it's new, maybe in a few days…”

“Ah! I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen!” Tang Tang glared at her brother, covering her ears.

“Then if we use Sister Bing’s house, under her name, are you going to split the money with her?”

Tang Tang lowered her hands, “Of course. I think Sister Bing’s place is so big, we can totally give her rent and move in.”

“Hmm?” Tang Wen was surprised. Houses in the inner city weren't cheap, but his sister agreed so readily.

As Tang Wen predicted, after a few days, the novelty wore off, and the rou jia mo business declined significantly.

But they could still earn more than 100 copper coins a day. Over a month, that was several taels of silver, a very good livelihood.

Seven days passed in a flash during training.

In the evening, the quartermaster sent someone to inform Tang Wen to go and study the Visualization Chart early the next morning.

The next day, Tang Wen stuffed the parchment into his pocket, took the clothes rack that could stand on the ground, and carried a large bucket of water to report to the quartermaster.

“What are these?”

“Personal preference, can't I bring them?”

The quartermaster shook his head in confusion, “It's not that you can't, as long as you don't damage the Visualization Chart, you can bring anything in. But if you make the room dirty, you have to clean it yourself.”

Tang Wen nodded repeatedly.

The quartermaster instructed, “Comprehending the Visualization Chart consumes a lot of mental energy. Don't be impatient, don't force yourself. When you feel dizzy, or your temples throb, rest immediately, take a nap. It's not too late to visualize after your energy recovers.”

Tang Wen silently noted it down, cupped his fist, and thanked the other party.

He arrived at a heavily guarded courtyard gate.

Tang Wen showed his identity token. The guard carefully checked it, led him alone into the courtyard, and came to the only house door in the courtyard.

“The Visualization Chart is inside.” After the guard finished speaking, looking at the things in Tang Wen's hand, he added, “Damage to the Visualization Chart is not allowed.”

Tang Wen nodded in agreement and pushed the door open.

Sunlight shone in, falling on the wall directly in front, where red murals were carved.

The guard closed the door and left.

Several bright kerosene lamps were lit in the room. There was a man-high black wooden dummy, and a stool for resting. Besides, there was nothing else.

Tang Wen was not in a hurry to look at the Visualization Chart.

He first stood the clothes rack he was holding on the ground and hung the parchment on it.

Then, he put the bucket full of water on the stool.

Next, he assumed a horse stance, held to the one, and entered stillness with the Earth Fire Stance.

When the impetuousness in his heart was completely gone, and his whole person was completely calm.

He opened his eyes, stepped forward, and stared at the largest mural in the middle of the wall.

That was the Visualization Chart of the core strength of the Mountain-Splitting Cannon Fist.

Buzz!

Tang Wen's eyes blurred, light and shadow flowed, and the Visualization Chart on the wall seemed to come alive.

The earth was cracked and dry, and the cracks were bottomless.

Huff!

Flames spewed out!

Danger!

Tang Wen retreated quickly, and with a bang, his back hit the stone wall. He was shocked to realize that he was still in the stone house.

“What powerful methods!”

After a few minutes of meditation, calming his mind, he stepped forward again.

The flames spewed out, turning into a ball of fire, flying obliquely, and hitting a towering mountain, the fire soaring into the sky, producing a violent explosion!

Tang Wen felt dizzy, couldn't stabilize his mind, and withdrew from the picture again.

The Visualization Chart was indeed magical. It was clearly a carved mural, but it could show a dynamic scene like a movie.

But how to use it?

Again, he meditated to adjust his mentality, and watched intently.

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The picture repeatedly appeared: the fireball flew and hit the mountain, and the sky was filled with fire.

After several times, Tang Wen suddenly thought: People in this world have almost no chance to see any explosions. Could the purpose of the Visualization Chart be to tell martial artists what is flame blasting a mountain, what is an explosion?

In other words, is this repeatedly appearing scene of a fireball hitting a mountain the scene I need to visualize?

He immediately took a horse stance, breathed into stillness, and visualized this scene in his mind.

The fireball shot out from the ground, slammed into the mountain, the fire engulfed the mountain, and the mountain shook and collapsed.

“Huff!”

Visualization succeeded, stillness failed.

The scene that needs to be visualized is too long.

Unable to enter stillness, unable to connect the pictures.

Tang Wen tried again and again.

Because his mental attributes were much higher than ordinary people, he did not experience dizziness like others.

After failing N times, he took out his pocket watch.

He found that four hours had passed out of the 12 hours of comprehension time.

Time was tight, he had to change his strategy.

Tang Wen sat on the ground, thinking hard for a long time.

Suddenly he thought of a keyword - comic strip.

Then he thought that when he was studying, he would secretly draw stick figures in the lower right corner of the book.

Drawing a different action on each page, punching or kicking, after drawing a dozen pages, quickly flipping the pages, the little man would move.

The happy memories of childhood gave Tang Wen inspiration: Since the visualization picture is too long, then visualize one picture at a time, or one frame.

For example: the fireball shoots out.

It can be changed to: a red glow in the cracks of the ground;

Firelight rushes to the ground;

It turns out to be a fireball;

The fireball flies diagonally into the sky

Each segment of the picture is decomposed in this way.

After being proficient, string them together and play them in your mind.

Two hours later, the "comic strip" in Tang Wen's mind successfully visualized the second before the fireball was about to hit the mountain.

But as soon as he stood up, he immediately felt dizzy and his temples throbbed.

He quickly stopped visualizing, came to the corner of the wall and sat down, wrapped in his coat and slept.

When he woke up, he immediately took out his pocket watch, fortunately, he only slept for an hour and a half.

He got up and came to the bucket, splashed his face with cold water.

The water was bone-chilling, he couldn't help shivering, and immediately became energetic.

Continue to visualize: the fireball hits the mountain.

Once, twice... Visualization succeeded!

Boom!

Tang Wen seemed to hear a roar in his ear.

Then, a warm current full of heat flowed out from the top of his head.

Subconsciously, he threw a punch.

Bang!

Whizzing sound.

The bucket was torn apart, and the water in the bucket was spilled all over the ground.

Tang Wen was stunned. Just now, his fist was clearly a little distance away from the bucket.

How did he explode the bucket?

It was at this time that the panel suddenly flickered.