The warlock looked at a certain beer bottle worriedly and hesitated to speak - he had spent a lot of time to get rid of the shadow man Anzu, and even Liu Renjun ran away.
As for the main reason...well...
It can only be said that Anzu is a rare and excellent listener. His ability to talk back and his ups and downs of shouts gave the Warlock a sense of happiness that he had not seen for a long time. It was obviously a waste of resources to die like this. The Warlock still liked him quite a lot.
Of course, it was impossible for Leng Han to return the beer bottle containing Anzu to the warlock, and he couldn't stay too far away. If this seemingly unreliable beer bottle sealing technique suddenly failed, wouldn't he be blinded on the spot?
On the way back, Maoqiu was towed behind by several boats. Looking from a high altitude, he looked like a hot air balloon crashing into the sea.
Not far away, you could vaguely see a huge gap in the sea defense line collapsed somewhere, and a turtle-like virtual beast with its belly turned over was gradually turning into ethereal black smoke.
Mimi said,
"Actually, if you think about it carefully, the Black Army is quite pitiful. If they defeat the big and small bosses, not to mention flashing special effects, they should at least be given some high-end materials or something, right?"
"What about the Void Beast? Is the Void Beast's belly so big filled with air?"
"If you can't kill a living corpse, you can still pick out a few pieces of soft crystal..."
These words gained unprecedented recognition. Everyone nodded frequently and looked at the disappearing body of the virtual beast with a strange look.
Lin Chou was also deeply touched by this. The last time he shot an unlucky void beast with one arrow, he gained not a single hair except for the weird energy that almost killed him!
Do you really want to leave nothing to the enemy except damage?
You see, this affects your mood very much~
Leng Han was a little anxious,
"Warlock, can you pass..."
"No!" Warlock interrupted, "In order to create a chance for Liu Renjun to escape, Classmate An has already signed the soul contract..."
Leng Han holds his forehead,
"Okay, okay, know that he is your thing, and Mingguang will not steal your things!"
The warlock also followed suit and held his forehead.
"I think you haven't understood one thing. As long as something that theoretically belongs to me, the Warlock, the chance of losing it when apparating is doubled!"
Everyone: "..."
How many times? Super double? Wang Zha?
Leng Han had no choice but to take out a beer bottle and put it on the deck. The shadow Anzu actually looked quite cute due to its excessive shrinkage and severe imbalance in the proportions of its limbs.
As the bottle rolled around, Shadow Anzu was crumpled into a ball inside the bottle, and became wrinkled.
No one has seen spiritual entities, souls, or ghosts except for warlocks. Everyone came over and stared at them with big eyes.
"Wow, people become so big after they die?"
"African chieftain! This is the true nature of a non-chieftain. It's so dark that you can't even see your eyes and teeth..."
"The little thing looks so unique."
Leng Han dismissed a bunch of gossip contestants who were looking for trouble.
"He... looks like he can't communicate with us normally right now?"
The warlock thought for a while,
"It's very fragile. It takes about a natural week for him to accumulate enough soul energy to move his fingers."
"However, you can charge him manually, which will speed up the process."
"Charge??"
The warlock nodded,
"Direct current and alternating current are universal, he doesn't choose."
Leng Han was speechless.
"Are you sure it's charging and not something else?!"
Just say "burning paper" and it's more reliable than "charging"!
The warlock hummed,
"Of course, it works in my own test. It takes five hours to charge and two minutes to talk. But I can't guarantee that he can answer your questions 100% accurately. I can only order him to be 'honest' as much as possible."
"There are a lot of loopholes in any contract, and there is too much room for maneuver."
Leng Han was already very satisfied, "How long can he live?"
"In terms of natural wear and tear, two months! It's not a big problem to charge it for two years at any time, but its memory is sometimes very confusing. After all, its current state is basically composed of memory fragments, and it is being lost every moment. "
Leng Han nodded,
"Is there any other way..."
The magician was surprised,
"Two years are not enough for you to spend so much money to drain him dry??"
This issue is a bit subtle. What is in this bottle is an important member of the rebel party. Once it is firmly held in the hand, the longer it lives, the more valuable it will be.
The warlock waved his hand lazily,
"It's a pity that the 'soul-sacrifice ritual' is not allowed on the main material plane, otherwise why bother with this."
"What's the meaning?"
The magician said,
"The soul-sacrifice ritual is a ritual that directly reads soul information. In some planes, it is as simple and fast as reading a memory card. You can just pull it out and plug it in. Even the USB interface is omitted. But it is different in the main material plane. Living It’s okay to say that when you are dead, don’t even think about it when you are already dead.”
Hearing the warlock speak so casually, everyone felt a chill from the soles of their feet to the back of their heads.
You can't escape from that place even if you die... It's so awesome... Earth's true nature...
"Hey, don't look at me like that. I'm just watching from a distance. This warlock is a native of the country. He can't really go to other planes at will, and there is no chance for actual operation."
"If so, well, I'm actually more interested in living corpses like high-level controllers..."
The corners of Lin Chou and others' mouths began to twitch - could this be the generation gap?
It still took several hours to travel back to Mingguang. Taking this opportunity, Lin Chou, who was seriously injured for the first time, lazily moved a deck chair and carried a fishing rod to blow the sea breeze.
There was no bait, so Lin Chou casually pulled some rag strips from the deck chair and tied them to the hook. He chose a sinker that weighed more than a kilogram because of the strong wind.
"Whoosh~"
The warlock is interested.
"Hey, what about fishing? Fishing is such a waste of time, why don't I let my mount go into the sea..."
Lin Chou was almost asleep as he lay there, and didn't say anything. He glanced at the warlock lazily: You are the only one in the world who has no eyesight to see this!
Warlock: (o?▽?)o
Lin Chou suddenly remembered something.
"Hey, wait a minute, what did you say just now - 'As long as something that theoretically belongs to you, the warlock himself, the chance of losing it when you apparate will increase exponentially', is that right?"
Warlock: emmmm
Lin Chou pointed, "Stop emmmmm, go quickly, put the fur ball in your sleeve, and help me take it back to the mountain."
The warlock did as he was told.
(Did Lin Zi have some strange misunderstanding about me??)
In fact, after Lin Chou came out of the underground space, he resumed "communication" with Mao Qiu. He could sense Mao Qiu's state. He was very healthy and energetic. He was just unprepared and fell into a state of sudden stimulation by the rebel party's mental means. Just sleeping.
Anyway, once it wakes up it should be fine.
At this time, the fishing rod in Lin Chou's hand moved, and then fell sharply downwards.
"???"
what's going on.
Lin Chou looked suspicious of life, no, I didn't put any bait at all...
He stretched out his pole and swung it, and a crab hit the deck.
Purple-clawed blue crab is a very easy-to-identify species. Its claws are not only large and thick, but also have a different purple-green color.
The crab was knocked unconscious for a while. When it regained consciousness, it rushed towards the fishhook with a click.
"Dang, Dang!"
The big turtle hit the cloth strip tied on the fishhook hard, using pliers and twisting it, looking very fierce.
The warlock said excitedly,
"This is okay? You have learned what you have learned. Write it down in a notebook. If there is an accident in the future experiment, you don't have to chew grass roots and bark. What is the name of this crab? Is it delicious? Is it delicious when eaten raw? Its habits are very special. Well! As expected of Lin Zi, you know so much! After all, why can you catch crabs with strips of cloth? What's the principle? Oh... I'm still smashing... It's like there is a blood feud..."
Lin Chou looked at it for a while, then blinked.
"Hmm, maybe it's because it doesn't like the color?"
"Oh, yes, color is important," the warlock repeated, taking careful notes.
After half a minute, he looked up blankly,
"???"
The first one will soon be followed by the second one. If Qin Wuyong were there, he would definitely cry.
Lin Chou himself was confused, what's going on? It's just one or two, there's a lot of them caught!
emmmmm, maybe this is the correct way to open blue crabs with purple claws...
Fishing with a cloth-tied fishhook on a boat moving at a constant speed of dozens of knots?
Get it quickly!
Leng Han, the Mi sisters and others ran over to watch the fun, laughing and dodging the crabs running all over the deck.
Leng Han said,
"It should be their migration season. They return to the sea from their habitat around this time every year. At this time, the temperament of blue crabs will be particularly irritable."
"Hey, you actually know?"
"At this time last year, I happened to be on a mission on the Black Sea."
Lin Chou nodded, picked up one and took a look at it.
"The yellow fat is very good for steaming."
However, the hard-core female men didn't appreciate it - how many people who have been blowing wind on the sea all year round can still like to eat seafood in the end.
The Second Bandit Brigade is a team of powerful evolvers with a very high average level. In other words, no matter how much supplies they bring, they are not enough to eat. They have to rely on the sea to eat.
"The Master said: White meat is not meat, red meat is meat!"
"What's so delicious about crabs..."
"Hey! Boss lady, you are too perfunctory. It's hard to come to the boat once, why don't you leave some good memories for the sisters before leaving~"
Lin Chou: "???"
So what should I leave behind... to be happy...
Lin Haimin simply let Lai Lai play dead, Leng Han said lightly,
"We'll be ashore in a few hours. I won't starve to death if we return to Mingguang."
Someone whispered quietly,
"Maybe... I can go crazy..."
Everyone in Mingguang knows that the proprietress's cooking is delicious and herbal medicine is powerful. Captain, if you don't tell me, first come first served, you can forget about it. You actually banned people from the Second Bandit Brigade from going to Yanhui Mountain!
I'm afraid that the sisters will vote for white women... uh... cross it out and start over...
Are you afraid that the sisters will eat the King's meal or something?
Incomprehensible! Thousand-year-old iceberg!
They muttered these words in their hearts. Seeing the expressionless look on their big boss's face, if he continued, he might be beaten and run away...
Lin Chou has been on a sea hunting boat more than once, and he has a little understanding of the market conditions on the boat.
"Can't you think of a way?"
Leng Han rubbed his eyebrows,
"It's not like you don't know the appetites of evolved people. Do you want one ship to go on a mission and be followed by more than a dozen supply ships?"
Lin Chou muttered,
"Thinking about it, that scene was quite touching..."
Leng Han's pretty face was cold, his eyes were glaring, and he was bolting.
Lin Chou coughed twice quickly.
"Ouch, my bones hurt... Ouch, my legs hurt... Ouch, my duodenum hurts..."
A group of people: "..."
Haha, zero points for acting and negative points for emotional intelligence.
After a gag, the light is already in sight.
Leng Han drove non-stop to the emergency committee with beer bottles and the warlock uncle, and sent people to escort the injured Lin Chou to Yanhui Mountain. However, at Lin Chou's request, Mimi Mimi put him in the hook Home in the alley.
Lin Chou kicked open the small black door and emerged from the kitchen where Eryan Huishan was on the other side.
He didn't want to move at all. The sheep's contribution had lasted long enough.
"You Rong? You Rong?! Heat up the remaining pig blood soup in the thermostat and add more spicy food! Who is that... bring up the remaining half of the jellyfish soup! Serve the rice !!”
Seeing Lin Chou's tattered clothes, the busty sister and Su Yourong who came in a hurry were startled.
"Shihu, what's wrong with you?"
Lin Chou nodded,
"Well, I'm swollen."
As he spoke, he uneasily pulled the gray cloak tied around his waist to prevent light leakage.
The big-breasted sister suddenly said a little unbelievably loudly,
"Boss? Are you injured? One of your bones is out of place! Do you want me to help you pick it back up? Who can hurt you??"
Looking at her expression, it was obvious that the "surprise" that was about to overflow was much more than any other kind of emotion.
Lin Chou: "..."
I suddenly want to deduct my salary, what should I do, but it’s so uncomfortable that I can’t deduct my salary!
"Click! Click!"
The big-breasted sister was very good at setting bones. Lin Chou had already finished it when she was still feeling very uncomfortable.
"???"
"Why did I hear two voices in a row? Please tell me this is an illusion."
Su Yourong's little head was nodding up and down very diligently.
"Uh-huh, just one sound~"
Lin Chou was silent, "Yourong, you stretched out two fingers."
Su Yourong stuck out his tongue: "..."
The big-breasted lady is very confident.
"Of course it's two. If the bone becomes crooked, it needs to be broken and reattached. This is common sense!"
Then he tilted his face to one side, moved his lips and muttered silently,
"Hey, the newly grown bones are really crunchy and feel really good."
Lin Chou rubbed his eyebrows crazily - how about giving her some salary in the future?
Su Yourong held a huge bowl of heated pig blood soup and put it on the table. She pinched her earlobes with her little hands and jumped on the spot.
"Hiss, it's so hot, so hot..."
Lin Chou breathed a sigh of relief, the savior was finally here, it smelled so good!
"Snoring..."
"Um?"
"Pfft!~!"
Lin Moumou's pupils dilated momentarily, big drops of sweat fell down on his forehead, and his lips were bright red as if they were dripping blood.
"Water...cough cough cough...water...I have room for you...how many chili peppers did you put in..."
The spiciness of fresh devil pepper is as sharp as the tip of a needle, poking Lin full of holes.
Seeing that something was not good, Su Yourong timidly stretched out a finger.
Lin Chou roared,
"A spoonful? Absolutely impossible!"
Su Yourong stretched out a second finger even more timidly,
"Two, two bowls, Shihu."
Lin Chou took a spoon and stirred it up in the bowl. Hey guys, the faint red under the emotional bowl wasn't pig blood at all, it was just crushed chili peppers? ?
