Online Game: Me, with Unparalleled Comprehension

After finishing his practice, he got up and walked to the creaking bamboo window, pushing it open a crack.

It was still dark outside, and the outlines of the distant mountains were blurred, but there was already movement in the village.

Several bamboo houses lit up with dim yellow lights, and you could vaguely see Miao NPCs already busy at work, carrying bamboo baskets and buckets, walking carefully on the slippery stone road, making soft footsteps and whispers.

But not a single player could be seen.

This timeframe is clearly too early for most players who are used to staying up all night to level up and enjoy the in-game nightlife.

Most people are probably still dreaming.

"It seems there aren't many people who wake up this early like me." Wu Feng looked around for a while, then closed the window.

Now that the NPCs have started moving, Chief Agudo has likely already gotten up as well.

He didn't delay any longer and straightened his rough, tight-fitting clothes, which were stained with the venomous insect juices from yesterday and were now somewhat stiff.

Anyway, I was going to catch bugs later, so I was too lazy to change. I pushed open the door and walked down the creaking bamboo stairs.

The lobby was empty; the proprietress didn't seem to be up yet.

He walked straight out of the guesthouse, and the cold, damp morning air hit him, instantly invigorating him.

Walking along the dew-dampened stone path, he once again arrived at the largest bamboo house in the center of the village.

Sure enough, Agudo was already sitting in her usual spot.

Her wrinkled face showed no signs of fatigue. By the dim light of a lantern hanging under the eaves, she was slowly sorting through a pile of dried, oddly shaped root and stem medicinal herbs in a winnowing basket.

Hearing footsteps, she raised her eyelids, her cloudy gaze falling on Wu Feng.

"Good morning, Grandma." Wu Feng stepped forward and asked directly, "Is there anything else I can help you with today?"

Agudo stopped what she was doing, carefully examined him, especially his eyes and complexion, before slowly speaking, her voice less hoarse than yesterday: "Young man, you're here early. How's your practice of the 'Five Poisons Internal Classic' I taught you yesterday?"

"I have reached the Great Perfection." Wu Feng answered calmly, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

Upon hearing this, a sharp glint suddenly flashed in Agudu's seemingly cloudy old eyes.

She stared at Wu Feng for a full two or three breaths, the wrinkles on her face seeming to twitch slightly with surprise.

"Perfect completion?" Her tone was clearly incredulous. "In just one night?"

"Yes." Wu Feng nodded without further explanation.

The thing about having extraordinary comprehension is something you should keep to yourself.

Agudo remained silent for a moment, then simply nodded slowly, without asking any further questions.

There are many extraordinary people in the martial arts world. Perhaps this young man is exceptionally talented, but it is pointless to delve into his abilities.

"Very good." She put down the herbs in her hand, dusted off her hands, and said, "Now that you have mastered the basics and have a solid foundation, you can help me with more delicate tasks."

As she spoke, she stood up shakily and walked into the bamboo house.

Before long, he came out carrying three rough pottery jars.

The jar was small, about the size of a human head. The mouth of the jar was tightly sealed with a cork that had been soaked in medicinal oil. The jar was also decorated with simple symbols drawn in charcoal, which corresponded to abstract patterns of poisonous insects such as scorpions, centipedes, and spiders.

"Take these jars." Aguduo placed the earthenware jars one by one at Wu Feng's feet. "I need some live poisonous insects from the forest outside the village to make medicine." She pointed to the symbols on the jars. "Spotted scorpions, armored centipedes, and ghost-faced spiders, at least twenty of each, alive, and as intact as possible. Don't kill or maim them."

[System Notification: Miao Village Chief Agudo has issued you the quest "Collect Live Poisonous Insects." Quest Requirements: Capture and hand over 20 intact [Spotted Poisonous Scorpions], 20 [Armored Centipedes], and 20 [Ghost-Faced Spiders]. Quest Rewards: Experience, Miao Village Reputation, Agudo's Favorability, and unknown rewards.]

Wu Feng accepted the task, glanced at the pottery jar on the ground, and asked, "Is this jar used to hold insects?"

"Yes. The inside of the jar is coated with a special medicinal mud that can subdue these poisonous creatures, making them drowsy and immobile for a short time, making it easy to carry. Be careful not to knock off the stopper," Agudo instructed.

Wu Feng nodded, picked up the three pottery jars one by one, and stuffed them into his backpack. These jars only took up a few compartments.

"I'll go right now." He turned to leave.

"Wait," Agudo called out to him, adding, "The quantity should be more than twenty. If you can catch more... that would be even better. Sometimes, preparing medicine requires quite a lot of materials."

Wu Feng's heart skipped a beat. "Catch more?" There was a hidden meaning in those words.

Based on my previous experience triggering hidden rewards in the starting village, many tasks may have hidden completion mechanisms?

Could exceeding the target bring extra rewards?

"I understand." He nodded, already having made up his mind.

After leaving the clan chief's bamboo house, the sky was a little brighter than before, but it was still hazy.

Instead of leaving the village immediately, he took out the hard, unyielding coarse grain cake left over from last night from his bag and ate it heartily with the water from his water bag as he walked.

The biscuits were cold, hard, and rough, scraping against my throat, but they truly filled the slowly decreasing hunger level.

When I reached the southern exit of the village, I finished the flatbread and drank some water. My hunger level steadily rose to over 90, and the feeling of fullness dispelled the last trace of weakness in my virtual body.

The two Miao guards by the gate were still there, but they seemed to have changed shifts and were more energetic than last night.

He glanced at Wu Feng and recognized him as a familiar face who had come and gone yesterday, so he didn't ask any questions and let him pass through.

Stepping onto that muddy path once more, the morning mist was thicker in the woods than it had been the previous evening, like a damp, cold veil draped over the trees, obstructing the view, but the unique scent of decaying leaves mixed with a sweet, fishy smell was even clearer.

Wu Feng stopped near the poisonous insect slope where he had leveled up the day before.

Hunger level is full, status is perfect.

He took the pair of leather gloves out of his backpack and carefully put them on.

Since Agudo hinted that "it's better to catch more", and I have the ability to catch them quickly, I'll try catching ten times each type, two hundred of each, and see how it goes.

If the task also has an extra reward mechanism, this might be an opportunity to trigger it.

Even if there aren't any, you can keep the extra bugs you catch and use them to practice poison skills and increase your poison resistance later.

Their gaze fell upon the shadowy figures of poisonous insects in the mist, and they began their capture.

We walked to a pile of rocks where colorful poisonous scorpions were relatively dense.

Sensing the movement, a scorpion defiantly raised its stinger high, emitting a faint hissing sound.

Wu Feng stretched out his hand, his hand, clad in thick leather gloves, moved with lightning speed, yet became gentle and precise just before touching the scorpion.

With fingers together, the thumb and forefinger precisely pinched the area slightly behind the junction of the scorpion's head, thorax, and abdomen. This was the joint pivot where it twisted and raised its tail hook. Once restrained, the tail hook could not easily retaliate.

The scorpion struggled violently, its stinger swinging futilely in the air, its legs flailing wildly, but it couldn't reach Wu Feng's gloves.

Wu Feng felt it; the clamp was very stable.

He quickly took out a ceramic jar with a scorpion symbol on it from his backpack, used his other hand to remove the cork, stuffed the still writhing scorpion head down into it, and then tightened the cork.

A few soft clinking sounds came from inside the jar, but soon fell silent.

It seems the medicinal mud on the inside of the jar is indeed effective.

[Capture 1 Spotted Poisonous Scorpion]

A prompt appears.

The whole process took only two or three seconds.

Wu Feng glanced at his health points, which remained unchanged.

The scorpion's stinging struggle didn't even tear the leather of his glove.

Since it's so safe, what are we waiting for?

Wu Feng's spirits lifted, and he completely let go of his inhibitions.

His figure moved swiftly across the mist-shrouded slope, his eyes like lightning, locking onto each poisonous insect.

The key to dealing with scorpions remains precise joint control.

To deal with the armored centipede, quickly pinch the first segment of its trunk behind its head, where the nerve ganglion is located. After pinching it, the centipede's entire body will temporarily become limp.

Dealing with the ghost spider is a bit more troublesome. You need to avoid directly in front of it when it spits its venomous web, and quickly pinch its abdomen from the side to make it unable to resist.