I followed him around and he kicked me a few times. I wanted to hit him, but he didn't mean to, so I didn't want to make a scene.
"Did you catch him?" He saw that Fang Hua had learned enough and could wander around on his own without any problems, so he simply stopped paying attention to him.
A man sat by the river. Fang Hua didn't surface for a long time, so he called out.
"Gotcha! Gotcha!" He tossed a fish the size of his palm up in his hand. "You're going to make me fish soup."
“No problem.” Fang Rong grabbed the fish by the tail and knocked it unconscious. “But this one is too small, it won’t make a whole bowl of stew. Let’s catch two more.”
Since he's in such a good mood, let him play; we shouldn't spoil his fun.
Actually, he can catch a lot of fish with his superpower, and he can also catch some crabs. He used to be afraid to put his hand into the crab hole, but now he can just pull it up with his superpower.
Fang Rong inspected the riverbank, rummaging through any holes he found. Sometimes the holes were fake, sometimes they were real, but they were from the past. There was also a hole that was winding and twisting, but he wasn't afraid of the trouble. He felt his way through each hole one by one, and when he pulled one out, he found it was a leper.
Fortunately, such situations are rare. He still managed to catch two crabs, which he disposed of on the spot, hoping they would die sooner and be reincarnated sooner.
After all, there was nowhere to put them. If we dealt with them then, we could put them in the space. There's no air in the space, so rather than letting them suffocate, it's better to kill them all at once.
The sword he used was that black Mo Dao, which was more like a gun than a sword. I wonder what the ancients were thinking?
The knife hadn't even been opened yet, but unexpectedly, the first thing it killed wasn't an enemy, but two crabs. Luckily, he was highly skilled and quickly dealt with the fish and crabs.
He even used a small knife to clean the fish meat and innards. He used a set of knives that the owner had given him. He originally thought there wouldn't be enough space, but unexpectedly, there was an extra space. It was no problem to put some odds and ends in there. He also carried this exquisite knife set that the owner had given him with him, along with some other blades and such.
It is used to deal with potential dangers.
Fang Rong touched two more crabs, one of which was a female crab with a big belly, and many of its eggs were about to fall out.
He thought about it and decided to release it. Being a mother is not easy, and if it gave birth, he could catch a lot of crabs next year.
This trip was definitely worthwhile.
To be a qualified chef, you can't just know about the ingredients that are delivered to your door; you also need to be able to find them yourself, understand their habits, and know how to process them. Only then can you be a qualified chef.
"Oh my god!" I caught a snake.
He flung the snake away as soon as he pulled it out, and it crawled into the grass.
Snakes are also delicious.
He realized what was happening and quickly chased after it, since he didn't need to use his hands to grab it.
Whoosh!
A thin blade flashed by and embedded itself in the ground.
Missed.
It's true that living things are hard to shoot. He used to only shoot at inanimate objects, but this time he shot at living things several times and still couldn't hit them.
"How could this happen?" Five blades were laid out side by side. Fang Rong pointed and said, "Hit."
Of the five blades, only one small one made a tiny cut.
"Damn it, so that's how bad their skills are." Luckily, I didn't impulsively use hidden weapons to fight the ground people, otherwise I would have been doomed. I can't even shoot a snake, let alone an enemy.
"Hit." With ten blades working together, they finally killed the snake. It wasn't easy, and they even injured the snake quite a bit.
"I also wanted to give you a quick death, but unfortunately my skills are not up to par," Fang Rong said with some shame.
He practiced throwing weapons almost every day from dawn till dusk, practicing whenever he had free time. Unexpectedly, his skills were still so poor, and he even ruined a lot of blades.
Some of the blades were chipped after hitting the stone. These disposable items are never good quality; they're all thin and brittle. Fortunately, they are indeed sharp.
Fang Rong prepared a dozen or twenty packs, with ten in each pack, but it still wasn't enough; she needed to buy at least a whole box.
Of course, if you're going to buy in bulk, it's better to buy in bulk. If you run into someone with superpowers, you're definitely going to lose your life.
If you lack technical skills, you have to use your brain. Think things through, prepare everything you need to, and don't be stingy when it matters.
"We'll need to spend more money to buy a few more solar power boxes when we get back; the mechs consume too much energy." Given Fang Rong's financial situation, he definitely couldn't afford it.
He also needs to intensify his training and master every step of the mecha, which, of course, is extremely expensive.
I definitely won't be able to go to work this month. I need to find a way to make money, make money, make money!
Making money is the top priority, and of course, it has to be a job that happens to be related to mechs or training.
Such jobs are hard to find, and Fang Rong was a little worried.
"I'm increasingly regretting leaving the military region." Why was I so dramatic back then? So what if someone scolds me? It's not like I'm going to lose anything.
Let them fight if they want; they can always retaliate later. Why leave in the first place?
Now look what's happened, there's no proper salary anymore!
It also affected Fang Hua, who also lost his salary. Although he had basically returned home and was still doing missions and training, he didn't receive a single penny.
Will you continue to cause trouble in the future?
If we hadn't made a scene, we could still be good friends. But look, after this commotion, we're broke.
Fang Rong was filled with remorse.
I can't be so willful in the future. Besides, it would be so embarrassing for me to just leave whenever you tell me to.
Fang Hua hadn't come up yet; the silvery-yellow fur floated on the surface of the water, playing happily underwater.
It was getting late, and the two of them were having lunch. Fang Rong made a simple frame and built a woodpile.
"Fang Hua, come here and borrow a light."
The silvery-yellow fur floated by, and Fang Hua poked his head out, wiping the water off his face. "Shall we make fish?"
"Hmm." Fang Rong tapped the stick. "Hurry up and start a fire."
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