The plan was simple. Pick em' off one by the bunches. I have been traversing this forest for two days now and they are, looking for me. There seems to be thirty and a few more of them.

How? Well I do have two, five gallons of baby basilisk venom and a vial of it can kill about eighty men or at least that's what the system told me. All I need to do is locate their camp and poison there drink supply. How do I do that? Well I do smell a lot of a rum stench on them whenever they pass by my temporary base.

[CAN YOU STOP THIS MONOLOGUE!Gosh your annoying sometimes man.]

"Shut yuh mouth, tch, renk bwoy. " I said as I kiss ma teeth.

[It's wateva.]

[I wish I could control the amount of rewards you get.]

"You can't. What's the point of wishing?" I asked as I reached upon their camp in the clearing of evergreens. I rummaged through their camp until I found five wooden kegs filled what looked like mead or a cheap brew. I took out a one litre barrel of venom in a water skin bag then I poured some into every keg. I then climbed up an e evergreen about twenty metres away and waited but I dosed off a bit until I heard the crackle of campfire. I opened my eyes to twenty eight of them vomiting blood and one fell into a camp fire and I had gone up six levels and had 500 exp I could put into my passive skills.