The life of the earthly hemp spider was obviously very strong, even if its head was slashed by Tang Ling, it still struggled for a second or two before it shrank its eight legs and died completely.

Tang Ling was very patient, and when it was completely dead, he cut off its eight spider legs, hung them on the hook of the tactical belt, and finally carefully peeled off its fangs and poison sacs, and put them into the small leather pouch around his waist.

"On the left side, at a 46-degree angle, the moment of the knife is quite good. But there is still a deviation in the angle. The calculation of the precision instinct should not be wrong, it is my control of my own body, and I can't keep up with the precision instinct. Tang Ling was satisfied with the harvest, like this effortless earthly worm, he couldn't wait to have a few more.

He was not satisfied with the final result, which was not in line with his prediction, and in his prediction, he should have stabbed the head of the spider with a dagger.

Although he was dissatisfied, Tang Ling was not in a hurry, he very much agreed with the words of the instructor of the arborvitae, there are skills in combat, although they have not yet begun to learn combat skills, but no matter what kind of skill, it takes thousands of failures to forge its proficiency and precision.

Of course, physical fitness is the foundation of everything.

After packing up the loot, Tang Ling continued to move towards the goal point set by his action this time.

Every step is careful, every place is carefully observed.

Three hours later.

The northern flank of the Mangrove is close to the most remote area of the battlefield, No. 7, three miles.

Tang Ling hid in the ruins that were about to be swallowed up by the mangrove, panting in a low voice.

The journey was not too smooth, bypassing two king beasts, and fighting with a clouded shadow leopard for a long time, and suffering a little injury.

In the end, he killed a wolf-headed bird, and by the way, he solved a legged rabbit that didn't have long eyes, and he came here.

Wiping the sweat on his face, Tang Ling did not delay for half a minute, and quickly disposed of the prey, leaving a slightly valuable part. Ignited the hope point borrowed by the rest of the Raptors team at the beginning, exchanged for the solid-fuel smokeless stove, and put the divided pieces of meat on the stove piece by piece.

After doing all this, Tang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, three hours was already the limit, and if he delayed for a maximum of ten minutes, unbearable hunger would swallow him.

In fact, he also wanted to take on more tasks that could accumulate hope, but the food distributed to the first reserve camp by the No. 17 security zone could only support Tang Ling for two days at most.

Now, Tang Ling's appetite is already 'famous' in the Hope Barrier, but it is still above the bottom line.

If the true amount of food is exposed, I am afraid that it will shock the world and attract the attention of 'people with hearts'.

Therefore, in addition to being a drag oil bottle, in addition to being deliberately low-key, there is also a need for reality that has to be, with Tang Ling's caution, under the trade-off, hunting and supplementing food by yourself is undoubtedly the best way.

This doomed him to only complete the basic tasks.

"It's just..."Frowning, he unscrewed the kettle, Tang Ling drank a third of it in one go, looking at the solid-fuel smokeless stove that emitted red light and instantly emitted high heat, his heart felt even heavier.

What the hell is going on with this damn appetite? More and more greedy! Especially as the strength increases, it will also increase proportionally.

Nowadays, I must eat more than 30 catties of meat a day to completely suppress hunger.

At this time, the pieces of meat on the stove were already shiny, and Tang Ling picked up a piece regardless of it, and he didn't care about being half-cooked, so he stuffed it into his mouth.

The eating method that Su Yao taught him had almost become instinctive, and ordinary meat must be far from the meat of a third-level fierce beast, so that it would be digested quickly.

Tang Ling's eating speed became faster and faster, and soon a thirteen-pound wolf-headed bird was completely eaten by him, except for the hardest sharp bones, the other small bones were chewed and swallowed by him.

Then, the eight-pound kick-legged rabbit didn't last long, and the pieces were simply roasted, sprinkled with a little salt at will, and swallowed by Tang Ling as a supreme delicacy.

In the end, the eight spider legs were also slightly grilled, shaved open, and then ate the snow-white tender meat inside.

Actually, it's okay, it's kind of like crab meat.

Tang Ling wiped his mouth casually, and quickly cleaned up the 'eating scene', this ruin that was not completely swallowed by the Manglin was a rare and relatively safe place in the Manglin in the northern wing.

Three incomplete walls, a large tree that shades the sky, and dense bushes at the bottom form a perfect bunker.

Tang Ling didn't want the food scraps to cause any trouble and destroy his 'eating place'.

It's just that when he finished cleaning up, there was still a residual hunger that tortured Tang Ling, and he hesitated a little and took out a piece of third-level fierce beast meat that weighed about one or two pounds.

This was left to him by Su Yao twenty days ago, and it is estimated that even Su Yao himself did not expect it, but in just twenty days, this piece of fierce beast meat, which was originally about three catties, was only less than eight taels left.

To improve, ordinary food can't keep up with the speed of body demand, and the materials distributed in the No. 17 safety zone will only have a little obvious effect on the high-grade nutrient solution, and even the effect of the intermediate nutrient solution is not obvious.

In addition, Tang Ling can't get enough food every day, for example, in the first week, he was really 'poor and white'.

Furthermore, time is money, and Tang Ling will never slow down his pace because of stinginess.

Although it was a bit too much to eat one or two today, Tang Ling did not hesitate in the end, after Ma used three daggers and an almost transparent silk thread to form a simple trap, Tang Ling swallowed the piece of fierce beast meat.

After a brief period of comfort, excruciating pain soon followed.

Tang Ling gritted his teeth, and his hands almost dug through the hard soil in front of him before he endured it without making any sound.

In the end, after experiencing the weakness of the pain, Tang Ling was like being fished out of the water, but that strange feeling of satiety finally appeared.

"Well, I feel very powerful, I should improve again." After replenishing some water, Tang Ling stood up.

Eating ferocious beast meat, as long as you survive the three familiar processes, you will have the feeling of becoming a 'superman' after that.

The 'whoosh' punch has already brought the wind, and almost without deliberate calculation, the precision instinct has already obtained the result of the punch power - 1056.731 kg.

As for the speed and nerve reaction speed, it can't be well calculated in this place, but according to his actions on weekdays, Tang Ling also knows that compared to the first assessment of the closed training camp, it has also increased by at least a third, or even more.

In particular, the speed of nerve reaction, combined with the instinct of precision, Tang Ling is more sure.

This is the most satisfying thing in life, and even Tang Ling couldn't help but show a smile.