"Hey, what are you doing there? Are you too tired?"

"Oh, I'll see if there's a pine tower. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoDon't worry, I'll go right away. Tang Wen hid his surprise and walked away from behind the tree.

"I'm going to look for firewood, too. ”

"It's better to move a few rocks to surround the fire..."

Tang Wen came to the river and saw that it was already dark. The surface of the water glows a beautiful blue-blue. He touched his rumbling belly, thinking that he would not be able to find food at night, and that he would be hungry on the first day. I'm hungry today and I don't have the strength to work tomorrow.

He shook his soaked trouser legs, and thought that since they were all soaked, he might as well go down and see if there were any fish. Remove the hat from your head and tie the camera directly to your forehead with an elastic band. After thinking about it, he pulled out the knife again and tied the handle with a rope. He stood on a rock by the river and looked down.

It's an open place, and the rain is more intense. But there are also benefits, Tang Wen's narrowed eyes seem to see something like a fish, which will occasionally appear on the surface of the water with a higher oxygen concentration.

The water temperature is so low, there must be cold-water fish, right? He had no doubt that at night, the temperature would drop below freezing.

With such a wide river, it is absolutely impossible to go down and catch fish. He had a knife in his hand, ready to throw it down.

While waiting at the Los Angeles airport, he used his phone to look up a lot of information about New Zealand fish. However, the information on the Internet is not very comprehensive, especially the mountains in the interior of New Zealand's South Island, which are almost pure nature and have not been explored at all. The Internet just says that some of the beautiful lakes in the South Island are very suitable for people to relax, go boating and fishing.

Shout!

Tang Wen threw out the knife in his hand, but as soon as he made a move, he knew that it would be in vain, because the rope tied to the handle of the knife would affect the accuracy too much!

Once again, a fish skimmed the surface of the water, gliding close to the surface for a while, and then turning its tail to sink to the bottom. At this time, Tang Wen was ruthless, and pushed the flying knife technique, which was originally at the mastery level, to the master level with six potential points.

What surprised him had happened? The attribute of spirit had actually increased due to the improvement of the Throwing Knife Technique?!

From 1.02 to 1.23. That's almost a fifth.

But it seems to make sense when you think about it, if a person really has a master-level flying knife technique, then his spirit must be more focused than others. His realm should also be higher!

As for the lack of reaction in strength, agility, or anything, he guessed that it might be that his strength was enough to support it, or that he had already met the requirements of the Flying Knife Master. Otherwise, the upgrade might fail...

Tang Wen remembered his failed upgrade beast control technique again. I focused on the temptation for a while, and found that this beast control lv4 that consumed as many as eighteen points still couldn't be upgraded by myself! Well, you can't be in a hurry, let's take your time first. Thinking of the feeling that the last failure was like being hammered, Tang Wen still had palpitations.

Mastery and Master, what's the difference between these two levels?

This is probably the difference between an elite reporter in an ordinary newspaper and Wallace in the United States.

He closed his eyes and felt the knife in his hand, and gently tossed it with the rope. He felt a sense of being in control within a radius of a few meters! Hopefully, it wasn't an illusion.

Shout!

He opened his eyes and plunged into the water with a flying knife and a rope. The next second, Tang Wen smiled, and through the rope tied to his forearm, he felt that a flexible living creature had been stabbed. The master-level flying knife technique is indeed a master-level! The feeling of holding a knife in your hand and having everything under control is real! Not an illusion.

Tang Wen was a little excited, and quickly put the knife back. Then it was embarrassing to find that although the fish had been stabbed, it was not worn on the knife and dragged back.

In desperation, he had no choice but to wade into knee-deep water again. Before the dead fish could float up and be washed away by the water, he stopped it with a stick.

Hey, it's getting colder. The rain was still dripping, and Tang Wen felt that the hat on his jacket was about to get wet.

The excitement of becoming a master of throwing knives still stimulated him, and he threw the dead fish on the shore and stood on the big rock by the river again.

A minute, five minutes, and ten minutes passed. Not a single fish appeared on his alert or in the range of damage!

The cold pants made him numb on his feet. Tang Wen had to give up continuing to hunt fish.

"What are you standing up there for?!You've been standing for minutes since I came over. Helen didn't know when she came to the river, holding a burning improvised torch, and looked at Tang Wen standing on the stone with a shocked tone.

"Oh, it's not just a few minutes, it's longer. I'm fishing, can't you see that?"

"Fishing? I can't see it at all!"

"Then I'll give you a minute and see if you can figure it out. Tang Wen massaged his numb legs on the stone, trying to jump.

"Don, it's not funny at all! I think we're underestimating the harshness of the environment we're in. I saw that the little waterhole on the shore was probably about to freeze, and there was not a single plant I was familiar with except the trees! We might not last ten days, or even a day..."

"Alright, alright, look at your feet. You have to trust me to keep you fed! No matter how bad the environment is... Oops, it's so cold, it's cold. It's too dark..."Tang Wen said with a shudder.

"Down?" Helen took a breath, a little suspicious, and shone down with a torch.

"A fish? Oh my God! How did you do that? Her tone became delighted and shocked.

"I thought you were going to jump up and kiss me!" Tang Wen joked and deliberately complained: "Do you really think I was posing on it just now? I'm almost freezing, can you clean up this fish? I'm going back to roast the fire." ”

"It's amazing! It's big, it's good. You go back first. I'm going to get the fish, am I going to cut it open?" Helen's face flushed behind the firelight.

"Well, I'd better do it. Go scoop a tank of water. Seeing that Helen was holding the fish that was flicking its tail and didn't know what to do, Tang Wen walked over with difficulty and took it.

"I'm sorry. I really haven't gotten any live fish. ”

"It's okay, it's simple. You see, just cut the fish open, and then reach in and pull out all the internal organs. Then rinse several times with water. But the water is really cold. Tang Wen shook his hand and took out a knife that was simply omnipotent, and hung up the fine phosphorus on the fish.

"How do we eat this fish?" asked Helen, who soon had only a little ember left in her torch, and threw it into the water.

"Grill and eat. Then drink some hot water. Sorry, that's all there is to it tonight. Tang Wen stood up and motioned for Helen to pick up the iron cylinder.

"Why apologize?" Helen picked up the water and walked behind him.

"Oh, I don't think as the head of the family, I can't give you good food and environment!"

"Haha, Don, the head of the family?

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