Honeycomb (Part 2)

[Experience Points +7]

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[Experience Points +1]

Good heavens, Zhang Chen had been digging all day, and it wasn't until he was about to leave that he realized his Experience Points had barely accumulated to three thousand.

[Name: Zhang Chen]

[Skill 1 (Tier 2): Light of the Righteous God (0/5000)]

[Skill 2 (Unranked): Dragon Qi (0/2000)]

[Points: 3050]

Zhang Chen looked at the three thousand and fifty Points, then at his swollen hands, and couldn't help but frown: "It's getting harder and harder to excavate. If this continues, the digging progress won't improve, and I don't know when I'll be able to upgrade my Tier 2 skill."

"Fortunately, there's still the Stone Tablet to make up for it, but I don't know its origin," Zhang Chen muttered, then carried his basket to the stream to wash up. However, seeing the stream before him, Zhang Chen's frown deepened: "The water level of the stream has dropped even more significantly than yesterday. How can this be?"

Zhang Chen washed the mud off his body, then looked at the lowered stream, a serious look in his eyes: "Things are not good! The water vapor between heaven and earth is constantly decreasing. This is not a good sign. Once a severe drought year comes, no one will have an easy time."

Zhang Chen washed for a while, then carried his basket towards the Honeycomb. He went directly to the Honeycomb's location, chopped up a chicken leg from the wild chicken he had hunted in the morning, carefully cut it into small pieces the size of rice grains, and sprinkled them in front of the Honeycomb.

That's right, Hornets eat meat! The scent of meat spread, and countless Hornets swarmed out, pouncing on the meat pieces on the ground, directly feasting.

Watching hundreds of Hornets devour the meat chunks, a thought arose in Zhang Chen's mind:

"If I can bring the Hornet's nest home, it will be even safer. If those people dare to trouble me, I'll just summon the Hornets from the house and make sure they suffer a great loss."

Looking at the Hornets, Zhang Chen shook his head, knowing this was just his fantasy. Hornets were swift during the day, but if someone knew the location of the Hornet's nest, a fire at night could burn the Hornets clean.

"So I still need to find stronger species. Hornets are just a transition for me." Zhang Chen fed the Hornets for a while, then cleaned up the scattered meat on the ground to avoid attracting any natural enemies before turning to leave.

Within two kilometers of where the Hornets resided, there were basically no small animals like mice, because these small animals simply couldn't withstand the Hornets' hunting.

Upon arriving at the Cave, Zhang Chen began the process of making Gunpowder again. After half a day, Zhang Chen walked out of the Cave with a satisfied look, indicating a good harvest today.

However, after leaving the Cave, Zhang Chen turned his head to look at this natural Cave, feeling a bit uneasy: "Although this place is said to be rarely visited, it doesn't prevent mountain hunters and villagers from accidentally stumbling in. If they discover my Gunpowder, I'm afraid it will be a big trouble. If I could migrate the Hornets here and use them to guard the Cave, with the presence of these killer bees, I believe those commoners wouldn't dare to approach easily."

"To get the Hornets to build a nest here is actually quite simple. During the period when the Hornets split their nests, in addition to having a suitable living environment, you just need to smear honey on the place where you want the Hornets to build their nest, and combine it with meat pieces. With sufficient food, the Hornets will naturally build a nest here." A thoughtful look appeared in Zhang Chen's eyes.

However, honey was a luxury in this era, only enjoyed by true nobles. Ordinary people couldn't buy even a little.

"Or should I just dig that out and move the Honeycomb directly?" Zhang Chen thought about it but couldn't come up with a good idea, so he could only go down the mountain to check the traps for prey.

The traps were still not empty, having caught two Frogs.

Zhang Chen carried the two Frogs back home. Today, he didn't see the white-furred Fox Spirit at the main entrance, nor did he see Zhang Chen. But he still consciously hung the food on the wall, then returned to the house to ponder the future drought and the matter of moving the Honeycomb.

"Strange, why is there no trace of that Fox Spirit today?" Zhang Chen lay on the bed and thought for a while, suddenly feeling something was not right. He stood up and went to the fire wall, used a small stick to poke open the hole again, and then heard thunderous snoring from next door. He saw the white-furred Fox Spirit sleeping soundly on her back in a very unseemly posture, and the snoring came from the Fox Spirit's mouth.

Zhang Chen didn't know that the Fox Spirit and Zhang Chen had stayed up all night yesterday and hadn't gotten out of bed during the day today.

Looking at the Fox Spirit with saliva at the corner of her mouth, lying on her back, Zhang Chen's mind suddenly conjured up an image of a stunningly beautiful girl in white, sleeping on her back in a very unseemly posture with saliva flowing, and his heart skipped a beat. Then he blocked the gap in the hole.

"Do all Fox Spirits sleep like this? To be honest, this Fox Spirit's sleeping posture... is hard to describe!" Zhang Chen walked back to his bed and began to rest and recuperate, thinking about tomorrow's plan.

Zhang Chen's breathing was long and steady, and Golden Light flowed in his abdomen, illuminating more than half of it, as if there was a small lantern. The Golden Light constantly echoed with the outside world as he breathed.

Just as Zhang Chen was half-asleep and half-awake, he suddenly heard the sound of pots and pans colliding from next door, which directly startled him awake. Zhang Chen knew that the Fox Spirit and Zhang Chen had woken up and were cooking at this time.

"Huh~"

Zhang Chen raised his head and looked at the wall. The prey he had hunted, the Fox Spirit hadn't taken it.

"Why hasn't the Fox Spirit moved the prey yet?" A hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Chen's heart.

But he didn't think too much about it, thinking it might be because Zhang Chen was at home, and the Fox Spirit found it inconvenient to act.

Night fell.

Zhang Chen fell into a deep sleep. Suddenly, outside, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and sand and stones flew, shaking the ground. A red light appeared outside the small courtyard and directly landed in front of Zhang Chen's house.

"Damn it! He's here again!" Zhang Chen looked at the paper on the table with the flowing red light, a look of horror in his eyes. He grabbed a stick from the side, staring at the red light reflected on the window paper, his eyes filled with fear.

"Brother Zhang Chen, open the door quickly, I've brought you some prey!" Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Zhang Chen's voice actually came from outside the door, and the voice was exactly the same as Zhang Chen's.

"This..." Zhang Chen in the house was stunned. If his relationship with the person next door hadn't reached a point of mutual hostility, he would have almost believed the ghost's words outside the door.

The Little Fox also had a gloomy expression at this time: "Damn it, this guy can even imitate people now, and he can even use tricks! His ability has become stronger!"