"Where do you go to find more prey?" Someone questioned Li Teng.

"You don't have to worry about this, believe me, and leave this matter to me." Li Teng didn't bother to explain too much.

"I believe you, is anyone against it?" Shan Yao opened his mouth.

Some people seemed to want to object, but seeing that everyone else was silent, they finally stopped talking.

In the past few days, Li Teng has taken them to hunt, and Li Teng's strength is undoubtedly the strongest.

The key is that other people can't figure it out, now that the mountains and rivers are exhausted, what tricks can Li Teng conjure?

"Don't follow me, just leave it to me, or I won't be able to guarantee the result. When I blow the assembly whistle, you will push the cart and pull the prey. Li Teng dragged two hundred catties of prey with a cart and left.

Li Teng didn't want others to follow this time, because he didn't want to see the scene of his fireball farting.

There was really no prey in the woods, and this time his target was a monster in the swamp.

Those monsters weigh two or three tons each, as long as one can be successfully killed, it is enough to sacrifice two or three of the werewolf camp, and the rest of the food can also ensure the needs of more than 100 people in the forest camp for two or three days.

Of course, the main thing is to ensure that he needs to practice fireball skills by himself.

After bringing the crew members to the river, Li Teng arranged for Liu Yin, Aisha, Daisy and others to patrol the periphery, and he hunted with Anna and Liu Hui.

Of course, the main thing is that he does the hunting, and Anna and Liu Hui protect the Dharma for him.

Li Teng bled a hare and hung it from a tree near the water.

Blood dripped into the water, quickly attracting the attention of a monster.

After the monster swam over, it suddenly jumped out of the water and bit the rabbit in the air.

"Fei Wen Tyrant Pill!" Li Teng hurriedly recited the incantation.

The fireball farted.

No way, put another rabbit on it.

The fireball farted again.

After a while, another monster came to the swamp.

The two monsters fight each other in the water in order to compete for their prey.

"Fei Wen Tyrant Pill!" "Fei Wen Tyrant Pill!" "Fei Wen Tyrant Pill!" Li Teng took the opportunity to cast the fireball technique.

Unfortunately, it didn't work out once.

Two hundred catties of prey, and soon only one hundred catties remained.

After the two monsters fought, one of them fled.

The rest of the prey that Li Teng hung on the tree alone.

When the prey is only fifty pounds......

"Fei Wen Tyrant Pill!"

The monster jumped out of the water again, and Li Teng's fireball finally took shape, hitting the monster's head with precision like a tracking missile.

The monster's head was burned into a large crater by the fireball, and the monster did not bite its prey, and fell from the air, slamming heavily into the water, and then remained motionless.

The power of magic is extraordinary!

Li Teng walked to the river, and after slashing dozens of axes at the monster's blasted head to cover up the traces of the fireball, he blew the whistle for the assembly of the forest camp and asked Shan Yao and them to bring people over.

Ten minutes later, Shan Yao and the others ran over from the woods with a cart in a brisk manner.

When they saw the corpses of the huge monsters in the swamp, they all stared at each other in disbelief.

This thing can be hunted! Li Teng is really too good!

In addition to not being able to believe it, they were all extremely excited.

Such a big monster weighs at least two or three tons, right?

It's no problem to provide three days of worship in the werewolf camp!

After tying the monster with ropes, the group pulled it out of the water and onto the shore with all their might.

Another monster smelled blood and rushed over, but fortunately, the group had already pulled the body of the previous monster to the shore.

After the decomposition, truckloads of monster meat were pulled back to the camp.

There was a tasting at the camp.

The monster's flesh was somewhat fish-like, but not as tender. Some of them resemble chicken, but the meat is looser, some say it resembles rabbit meat, and the skin is a bit like sea cucumber.

In short, it is not like four.

After the ingredients are cooked, it makes people feel particularly refreshing, smooth, tender, fresh and fragrant.

With such good meat quality, the werewolf camp will definitely not have an opinion.

Sent a ton and a half to the werewolf camp at a time, and said goodbye to them, and compensated for three days of worship.

In order to avoid the rotting of the meat, the remaining tons of meat were cut into pieces, salted, roasted, and air-dried.

After cooking, there were still more than 1,000 catties, Li Teng took one-third, and distributed the rest to other members of the camp.

With enough food, there is no need to hunt anymore, Li Teng spent all his time on the training of the fireball technique, and the consumption of training was particularly large, and he could eat more than two hundred catties of meat a day alone.

A day later, Li Teng had increased the success rate of the fireball technique to 50 percent.

Two days later, the success rate of the fireball technique had increased to 80 percent.

After three days, the success rate of the Fireball technique had increased to 90 percent!

The members of the camp hunted a small number of rabbits and took them to the river by Li Teng.

After the success rate of the fireball technique reached 90 percent, Li Teng's success rate in hunting monsters also greatly increased.

The first time the monster jumped up and tried to eat the bloodletting rabbit, it was killed by Li Teng with a fireball.

After smashing his head, Li Teng whistled and called Shan Yao and the others, and dragged the monster up from the water.

I bought another three days.

Li Teng decided to increase the success rate of the fireball technique to 100% in the past three days.

This ensures that the rhythm of the battle will not be disrupted by sudden 'farts' in actual combat.

However, in addition to the fireball 'fart', there is another thing that bothers Li Teng.

That's his fireball, after five casts in a row, his body and soul seem to be empty, and it's useless to eat food, and he must rest for at least a quarter of an hour or so before he can continue with the next cast.

This seriously affects his continued combat effectiveness.

Moreover, this situation cannot be improved through training, and it may be necessary to find corresponding training methods to improve in this regard.

Li Teng tried another thing in the next three days.

That is to increase the power of the fireball technique.

Fire, wind, ball, vortex, and energy level LV1, these five runes make up the most basic fireball technique.

What if the energy level LV1 is changed to LV2, LV3, or even higher?

Li Teng had already drawn the seven runes in the third row in his mind.

It is also possible to perform a combination of stronger energy-level fireball techniques.

But there was also a hurdle.

That is, the spell chanted is incorrect, causing the fireball spell above LV2 to be cast after the runes are successfully aligned.

Li Teng made various changes to the spell of the LV1 fireball technique, and tried to come up with the spell of LV2, but the result was all failed.

There are so many pronunciations in the world's languages, it is impossible to get them right casually.

"Fei Wen Tyrant Pill!" "Maru!" "Maru!" "Maru!" "It must have something to do with the last pronunciation, right?" Li Teng was distressed.

"Pill, paint, tear, and ......," Anna replied beside her.