Evening business hours have not yet started, and the long queue at the entrance of the crayfish restaurant has already stretched far away. This crayfish with one hundred copper coins has become the most popular delicacy on the Shell Island, even for those from the Abyss Demon Tribe and the Flame Tribe. The war and the extremely busy Ten Kings Palace did not affect everyone's love for crayfish at all.
A glass of cold beer and a bowl of crayfish have become the latest trendy and stylish way to get together on Shell Island.
The usually arrogant and bad-tempered devils seem to have consciously restrained their violent personalities here. One is because the boss lady here has a hotter temper than them, and the bench in her hand is too powerful to be reasonable, and the other is because Everyone seems to have some tacit understanding. In such a gourmet shop, enjoying delicious food in relative silence is the most basic respect for food.
"The Crayfish Fame Coverage Area - Carapace Island has been reached, covering a radius of thirty kilometers." The system's prompt sounded in Mag's mind.
"System, your calculation method is a bit incorrect. Among the guests who come to the crayfish restaurant these days, there are many guests from other islands, and there is a trend of rapid expansion. It shouldn't be generally attributed to Shell Island, right? "Mag raised his eyebrows. The guests tonight are expected to be more than a thousand demons, and ten apprentices have graduated. He is preparing to return to the City of Chaos, but according to the system's algorithm, his mission has not been completed yet.
“The number of guests from outer islands has indeed been on the rise in the past few days, but the base is small, and they have not yet established a strong enough influence in other areas, nor have they developed the habit of eating crayfish, so the coverage area It’s still limited to Carapace Island.” The system replied.
Mag frowned. It was not unreasonable for the system to say this. After thinking about it, he added: "By the way, yesterday a gourmet named Tony wrote a special article for crayfish. System, can you evaluate this manuscript and send it out? After that, what kind of impact can it have, and can it set off a craze for eating crayfish?"
"Tony, a well-known food critic, the most famous food critic in the Devil's Islands, has the title of 'No one knows seafood better than him'. He has a huge number of fans in the Devil's Islands and the Norland continent. He has written Food will arouse great discussion in a short period of time, and trigger a trend of exploration and tasting.
If he writes a special article about crayfish and publishes it in major gourmet magazines, there is a high probability that it will trigger a craze for eating crayfish and bring a blowout customer flow to Aiyi Crayfish Restaurant. "The system commented.
"I didn't expect him to be a powerful V." Mag raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, and then said with a smile: "Then, such traffic and influence will definitely exceed the coverage of three hundred kilometers. The influence has been achieved. I The mission should be completed, right?"
The system was silent for a while and said: "According to the calculations of this system, the influence of this food article has reached the goal of promoting the consumption of crayfish and making it popular. After calculation, it can be deducted from the influence of 300 square kilometers. The mission option is overridden and the mission option is achieved!"
"Progress of crayfish seed and shrimp catching mission: 62/50, achieved!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host, you completed the crayfish catching mission, won the title of lobster hunter, and received a 0.5 physical fitness point reward!"
Mag glanced at the title of Lobster Hunter that was shining in his mind, and directly swept it aside, looking at the physical fitness point with bright eyes.
Finally, he gained another physical fitness point!
As long as he absorbs these 0.5 physical fitness points and survives the thunderstorm, he will officially break through to level nine and be just one step away from returning to his peak state.
After living with Irina, he increasingly felt the importance of being strong.
Insufficient strength, weak husband!
When can he lie there like an old man and watch Irina come with a smile and carry water for washing feet, using her delicate hands...
"What are you thinking about?" Irina appeared beside him at some point and reached out to pat his shoulder.
"Wash your feet." Mag blurted out as he was immersed in his thoughts. As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Irina's smiling gaze, and his heart suddenly beat a few times, secretly thinking it was bad.
"Want me to wash your feet?" Irina asked with a smile, looking at Mag with a look that seemed to be able to see through what he was thinking.
"How is that possible? I'm just reflecting on the last time I washed you. It seems like it wasn't good enough. There is still room for improvement." Mag shook his head with a serious look.
"That's it, it doesn't matter. I can give you another chance." Irina smiled sweetly and said, "Then I'll leave it to you to wash your feet tonight."
"Okay." There was a hint of bitterness in Mag's smile. What could he do? He had to swallow the bitter fruit of his sins.
"By the way, I have to go out tonight. Will Azi come over?" Irina asked again.
"Well, I told it yesterday that I prepared delicious food for it today." Mag nodded, looked at her and said, "Are you going to Destruction Island?"
"No, it's another place. In the afternoon, I went to Fel Island and confirmed a stronghold where elves are imprisoned. In the evening, I plan to kill those scum, then rescue my people and take them back to the City of Chaos. ." Irina shook her head. Although her expression was still calm, her tone was extremely cold.
"Okay, I'll go with you tonight." Mag nodded, his expression also a little heavy.
He and Amy once annihilated a demonic stronghold that targeted wandering elves. He knew how evil those guys were and what kind of torture and pain the elves endured in such a place.
"Yes." Irina nodded without refusing.
"By the way, system, what will happen if someone tries to stop the process when I am struck by lightning?" Mag suddenly asked curiously in his mind.
"Then he will suffer several times of lightning backlash. This magnitude is related to the intensity of his intervention. The greater the intensity of the intervention, the greater the power of the backlash." The system replied, and then sternly warned: "The host should not try to use external force to resist lightning. , if lightning does not pass through your body, it will not be able to stimulate your cells to upgrade and reorganize, and it will not be able to achieve the effects of restoring strength and upgrading."
"I know this." Mag understood, but the corners of his mouth turned up. "It seems that many good opportunities were wasted in the past. This time, we have to find a place to survive the disaster."
"After we solve that stronghold in the evening, let's go to the Alcatraz Island and talk to Bashir." Mag looked at Irina and said.
"Huh?" Irina looked at Mag with some surprise. They had gone to Alcatraz Island the night before, but they gave up the plan because of the overwhelming number of people there.
"I thought of a way, maybe I can try it." Mag smiled.
