Catherine, who had been a wilderness streamer for a few years, and was not so brain-dead as to aimlessly search for the butcher bird, walked around and quickly spotted a wriddle.

This kind of wriddle is quite large, about two feet long, the appearance is very different from ordinary mice, the biggest difference is that it has two huge hind limbs that have evolved specifically, although the two thick hind limbs are very incongruous on its body, but it provides it with a strong digging ability, this kind of monster between the second and third levels is very alert, it will burrow into the ground if there is a little wind and grass, and it can dig down several meters in a few breaths, and it is very difficult to capture.

But this 'very difficult to catch' is for other animals, and it is too easy for an intelligent human like Catherine to catch this thing, this kind of mouse is very greedy, Catherine just picks a dozen nuts, and then places one every few meters, and extends to the rock where she is hiding, and a simple lure trap that cannot be easier is ready.

It didn't take long for the stupid waffle to emerge from the ground, and it sneakily took a tortuous route, approaching the nut by taking three steps forward and two steps back, looking left and right, and with a handful of its forelimbs, it put the nut into its mouth.

I can eat it!

The little eyes of the mouse seemed to glow, and it stood up, raised its head and looked around, and ah! There seemed to be this thing not far away! Its natural alertness made it hesitate for a moment, but the nut was too close to it, close enough for it to overcome its greed, and soon the second nut entered its belly.

Huh, and the third one? It's a great day to forage for food!

Eat the nuts one by one, the time of hesitation of the waffle is getting shorter and shorter, the speed of getting over is getting faster and faster, it is not even bothered to keep the 'zigzag' route, it simply ran in a straight line so loudly, the last nut is still in the mouth and has not eaten, it has already run to the next place to pick up the nut, it can be said that the 'eating in the bowl and looking at the pot' is vividly interpreted.

With its mouth still bulging and its cheeks bulging like hamsters, the waffle was enjoying a rare and wonderful time, when it suddenly felt a terrifying aura coming from behind it, and some great disaster was about to befall its head! The last time I felt this way was when I was almost caught to death by a "meadow pipit"!

The rich survival experience made it have no intention of turning back at all, it still maintained the eating posture of a human standing up, but an earthy yellow circle of light appeared under its feet, this circle of light suddenly lit up, and the ground under its feet seemed to be non-existent, allowing it to fall at a speed like a free fall! Catherine sneaked in from behind, slashing at its neck with an inevitable knife, but was dodged by this completely unreasonable way, only scraping off a few mouse hairs!

The vast majority of this waffle has submerged in the soil, and it is about to escape, and when it even regrets the few nuts it didn't eat in its small heart, it feels that it is still in a locked state!

Bloodstained!

The gopher escaped with this move, which was to instantly blur the surrounding soil, and the fall was abrupt, but it also lost any possibility of changing direction, this blow it could not be avoided, and the sharp dagger passed directly through the brain, and the one-foot-long dagger went straight to the handle, and finally penetrated from its chest!

Under this blow, the gopher is naturally dead and can no longer die, it only has a huge rat head left outside at this time, and its small eyes are open and round, which seems to be dead. Catherine delicately picked it out of the dirt and tossed it aside, a little sullen.

"Master, is this what you said, the power of the self-cultivation of the Demon Beast?" Catherine sighed and asked, "I've hunted a lot of diggers on the Marakalla savannah before, and it's the first time I've seen such a quick response! If it hadn't let its guard down by the continuous easy access to food, I would probably have let it slip away just now!"

"Cultivation has improved its strength, resulting in a significant gap in its strength from other diggers, and this is only part of the reason," Ling Mo pondered for a moment and said, "I think your biggest problem right now is that you haven't gotten rid of a mage's 'attack thinking' yet. ”

"A mage's offensive mind?"

Ling Mo nodded: "Well, in the past two days, I have been observing your behavior all the time, it is true that your martial arts talent is very high, and your comprehension and cultivation speed are second to none, but as a mage for a long time, the habits and thinking formed are not so easy to overcome, you evaluate yourself, you are also intermediate, can the attack power of a martial artist really be said to be a stable victory over a mage?"

Catherine pondered for a while, then slowly shook her head: "I want to ...... No, even the attack power of the mage is even stronger, such as chanting for more than four seconds to release a 'Flame Impact', the power is at least twice as much as my current fist! But considering that I have just been promoted to an intermediate martial artist, there is still a lot of room for improvement, and the actual attack power gap is not that big. ”

"That's right, chant! You have the right word!" Ling Mo clapped his hands happily and said: "The mage's attack essentially requires a charging time to cast a spell, although the power is great, but the attack frequency is very low, so that the mage has formed a habit of 'killing with one hit' and 'attacking key positions', this habit is difficult to work in martial arts. ”

"Martial arts rely on a strong basic physical fitness, and what is better at is a short, flat and fast continuous attack, have you ever seen a wolf hunting prey? ”

"That's right!" Catherine suddenly realized, she instantly felt as if she had mastered something: "Just now, I habitually attacked the neck of the wriddler, if I didn't have this mentality of quick success, I would definitely choose to attack its lower limbs, so that even if it falls so quickly, it will not be missed! And the thigh injured wriddle, the digging speed must be very limited, I should be able to easily catch it!"

"It's easy to figure out the truth, but in the actual battle, it's very difficult to control your thinking habits," Ling Mo raised his hand and pointed at the flying birds hovering in the sky, "Look at your next performance, if you still make such a mistake in the battle with the butcher bird, you will definitely regret it." ”

Catherine laughed: "Don't worry, Master, eat a trench and grow wise, I'm very good at this!"

She said, while taking out a long high-strength alloy rope from the space bag, with a small hook claw at the end, which can be said to be the standard configuration of the field anchor, she carefully buckled the hook claw under the belly of the wricker, and then placed the waffle not far from the butcher bird's tree, holding the other end of the rope and hiding far away.

For the sake of realism, she also sprinkled a few nuts on the ground, and as she gently shook the rope, from a distance, the long-dead goggler really looked like it was foraging for food!

"If I rub such a rough trap, will the butcher bird hit?!"

"That's right, the rope is so conspicuous, and it stretches so far that the butcher bird can't even be seen by a blind man, right?"

"A bird of prey is blind? It's the funniest joke I've ever heard! Any eagle has more than six times the eyesight of a human, right?"

"Why are there so many stupid forks up there? What can the butcher bird see? What does it know what this rope is for?"

"Maybe people think it's a snake and want to take it away!"

"It's really tiring to talk to people who don't have an IQ, can't the rats see the rat trap in your house?

"Animals are always animals! You would be wrong to think of them as human beings!"

"Don't make any noise! Anchor, your magic eye elf should really be changed, you can't catch the image at all when shooting long-distance shots, what is that thing hovering in the sky? Doesn't it mean that the butcher bird has a wingspan of two meters? The one in the sky is less than three meters away, right?"

“......”

Catherine ignored the brawl in the barrage, she clutched her dagger and looked up, unexpectedly her trap did not attract the butcher bird, but the spread of the smell of blood attracted another predator: the flaming vulture!