The ground numb spider was obviously very resilient. Even though Tang Ling had chopped off its head, it struggled for a second or two before it retracted its eight legs and died.
Tang Ling was patient. He waited for the spider to die before he chopped off all eight of its legs and hung them on the hook of his tactical belt. He then carefully removed its fangs and venom sac and put them into the pouch around his waist.
"Left, 46 degrees. The timing of the slash isn't bad. The angle is still a little off. The calculation of my Precise Instinct shouldn't be wrong. It's just that my control over my body can't keep up with my Precise Instinct. " Tang Ling was satisfied with the spoils. He wished that he could hunt a few more ground numb spiders that did not require much effort.
However, he was not happy about the final result. It was a little different from what he had predicted. He had predicted that he should have killed the ground numb spider with a single slash, and his dagger accurately plunged into the spider's head.
Despite his dissatisfaction, Tang Ling was not in a hurry. He agreed with Instructor Thuja's words. Fighting required techniques. Although they had yet to learn any combat techniques, regardless of what techniques they learned, they would need to fail hundreds or thousands of times to master the familiarity and precision of the technique.
Of course, stamina was the foundation of everything.
After he tidied up his spoils, Tang Ling continued to the destination of his mission.
Every step he took was careful and he observed every inch of the way carefully.
Three hours later.
In the forest of the north wing, 1.5 kilometers away from Sector 7, which was the most secluded part of the battlefield.
Tang Ling was hiding in the ruins of a forest that was about to be devoured by the forest, panting heavily.
His journey was not exactly smooth. He went around two king beasts and fought a cloudshadow leopard for a long time, suffering some minor injuries.
In the end, he killed a wolf-headed bird and a hopping rabbit before he reached the forest.
Wiping the sweat off his face, Tang Ling did not waste a second. He swiftly dealt with the prey and kept the valuable parts. He then ignited the solid fuel smokeless stove that he had exchanged with the Hope credits that he had shamelessly borrowed from the other members of the Fierce Dragon Squad. Then, he cut the meat into pieces and placed them on the stove.
After everything was done, Tang Ling heaved a long breath of relief. Three hours was his limit. Another 10 minutes and the unbearable hunger would swallow him whole.
As a matter of fact, he also wanted to accept more missions that could earn him Hope credits, but the food that Safety Sector No. 17 distributed to the First Reserved Camp was supposed to last seven days, and he could only last two days at most.
Tang Ling's appetite had gained some fame in the Hope Barrier, but it was still above the bottom line.
If his true appetite was exposed, it would probably shock the world and attract the attention of 'people with ulterior motives'.
Therefore, other than keeping a low profile, being a burden was also a necessity that he had to fulfill in reality. Given his vigilance, after weighing the pros and cons, hunting for food was undoubtedly the best way for him.
This meant that he could only complete basic quests.
"But …" With furrowed brows, Tang Ling unscrewed the kettle and drank a third of it in one go. He looked at the solid fuel smokeless furnace that glowed red and instantly released high heat. His heart felt heavy.
What's with this damned appetite? He was getting more and more greedy! Especially as one's strength increased, it would also increase proportionally.
Currently, he had to eat at least 15 kgs of meat a day to completely suppress his hunger.
The meat on the stove was glistening with oil. Tang Ling picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth without caring if it was half-cooked or not.
The eating method that Su Yao taught him had almost become second nature to him. Normal meat was a far cry from Level 3 vicious beast meat, so it would be digested in no time.
Tang Ling ate faster and faster. Soon enough, the 13 kgs wolf-head bird was devoured by him. Other than the hardest and sharpest bones, the other smaller bones were chewed and swallowed.
Then, the 8 kgs hopping rabbit did not last long either. It was roasted piece by piece and sprinkled with salt before Tang Ling devoured it like a delicacy.
In the end, the eight spider legs were roasted and sliced open. The tender white meat inside was devoured cleanly.
It was actually not that bad since it tasted like crab meat.
Tang Ling simply wiped his mouth and swiftly cleaned up the 'eating scene'. The ruins that had yet to be devoured by the forest was one of the rare safe spots in the northern forest.
There were three walls that had not completely collapsed, a huge tree that covered the sky, and the dense bushes at the bottom formed a perfect cover.
Tang Ling did not want the leftovers of the food to attract trouble and destroy his' eating spot '.
However, after he cleaned up the place, the lingering hunger tormented him. He hesitated for a while before he took a piece of Level 3 vicious beast meat that was around 50 grams in weight.
Su Yao had left it for him 20 days ago. Even Su Yao himself did not expect that in just 20 days, the 1.5 kgs vicious beast meat would be reduced to less than 50 grams.
In order to level up, normal food could not keep up with his body's demands. Among the resources distributed by Safety Sector No. 17, only the high nutrient solution had an obvious effect. Even the intermediate nutrient solution was not as effective.
On top of that, Tang Ling could not get enough food every day. For example, during the first week, he was really poor.
On top of that, time was money. Tang Ling would never be stingy and slow down his steps.
Although 50 grams was a little too much, Tang Ling did not hesitate. He deftly used three daggers and a nearly transparent thread to form a simple trap before he swallowed the vicious beast meat.
After a short moment of comfort, excruciating pain engulfed him.
Tang Ling clenched his teeth. His hands almost dug through the hard soil before him to hold back the pain and not make a sound.
In the end, after the pain and weakness, Tang Ling felt like he was scooped out of the water, but the unusual feeling of satiety finally appeared.
"Hmm, I feel energetic. I should have leveled up again." After he drank some water, Tang Ling stood up.
After eating vicious beast meat, as long as he could endure the three familiar processes, he would feel like he had become a superman.
Whoosh! His punch created a gust of wind. His Precise Instinct did not even have to calculate the strength of his punch. It was 1056.731 kgs.
As for his speed and reflexes, he could not accurately calculate them in this place, but based on his daily actions, he knew that compared to the first assessment in the closed training camp, his speed had increased by at least a third or more.
Especially his reflexes, coupled with his Precise Instinct, Tang Ling was even more confident.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
