The coolie fish wander around the foul sea spirit. Whenever the foul sea spirit shows signs of repairing itself, the basking shark will shoot several water guns.
The evil thunder cannon will fire at his "corpse" every two minutes.
The water cannon is cold, the artillery is scorching, and the "corpse" of the dirty sea spirit is almost always in a state of ****.
"Do evil things have immortality? I fired more than a hundred cannons, enough to kill two fallen temples!"
Chen Changan's face was quite ugly. He finally understood the real reason why the Dirty Sea Spirit was so confident, but he did not dare to upload the information he had obtained to the Deep Sea Forum.
Not to mention whether netizens can figure out a way to completely eliminate the evil things.
One thing you need to know is that there is an insider in the Deep Sea Forum!
There are definitely no shortage of spies like Yamamoto Hao, or simply earth traitors!
Once Chen Changan makes the situation he faces public, the insiders will pass the information to the local forces in the deep sea.
If the deep sea world discovers that the "Evil Nuclear Weapon" is about to be completed, it will definitely send a cross-border genius similar to Yamamoto Hao to stop it.
Although it is said that only level three extraordinary beings can exist in the human sea, Chen Changan also learned from his own personal experience that divinity is not bound by limitations of strength.
If the deep sea world spares no expense, it is entirely possible to cultivate a spy with divine bloodline, spiritual bloodline, weapons and equipment, and ship strength that reaches the limit for invasion.
By then.
On the one hand, Chen Changan needs to spend part of his time and energy suppressing the evil creatures, and on the other hand, he also has to fight against the powerful deep-sea spies.
In vain to increase the risk of one's own life for unknown benefits is really not worth the gain.
"We are running out of explosives. According to the current consumption rate, we will consume thousands of ennars a day, and the capitalists will have no surplus food!"
Chen Changan sighed and bought another 2,233 explosive packets.
The Inar that had just been opened from the treasure chest of the Fallen Temple, and the large amount of Inar that had been saved before, were all contributed to the trading market in the blink of an eye.
The number of inals in his hand dropped sharply to 99, which made the already poor family even worse.
"Well, I have to make a decision as soon as possible. Should I send it to the Deep Sea Forum for a try, or should I continue to use the flying thunder cannon to slowly grind..."
Chen Changan sat on the bluestone and fell into deep thought.
The other end.
On the flying Henanese, Wang Chenghuan and others did not know the situation on Treasure Island, and started chatting at random.
Wang Fugui unknowingly became a loyal fan of "Cheng Shi Fei" and said excitedly:
"When the boss catches this evil thing, we can live a good life. I also want to go back to the shipyard and marry a little wife."
Wang Chenghuan glanced at the battlefield worriedly, "I hope so. I also want to redeem the boat of our friendship from Boss Cheng."
Peter Pan couldn't help laughing, touched the forehead of the Sino-US joint venture, and complained:
"After a few dishes and a lot of drinks, since Boss Cheng doesn't need our help in firing, let's just write down the words honestly. Today's task of updating 1.2 million words a day has not been completed yet."
The other five coders all glared at Peter Pan, but they quickly stopped chatting, each opened the classics in their hands, and began to upload information.
The popular post on the Deep Sea Forum [Knowledge is Power] is the home base of the Hope Faction. When the code-word group of six started uploading information about classics again, there was a burst of cheers in the comment area.
"A salute to the return of the Six Gods of Code Words ヽ(??▽?)ノ"
“Hahaha, those who didn’t know better thought you were advertising Liushen toilet water!?(^?^*)
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"Brother code scribes, come on! ヾ(?°?°?)??Oli is here!"
"Wuhu~Take off!︿(￣︶￣)︿"
"Damn it, do you guys live in the forum? Brother Codeword Six posted so many comments in just one second? Σ(°△°|||)︴"
Since the Deep Sea Forum was unable to post pictures, the emoji culture suffered a heavy blow. However, as hope gradually became the mainstream of human thought, the mainstream of human emotions gradually became more intense.
Kaomoji, which originated from the Chinese Internet, gradually became popular in all deep-sea forums in an inadvertent moment, becoming a must-have "little tail" for hopefuls to chat with each other.
While the group of six coders were working tirelessly to upload information about the classics, the coder Qin Huali, who had always been a talker, suddenly discovered something unusual.
In the distance on the sea, three warships floated in from a distance.
Qin Huali immediately stood up and looked at the warships on the sea from a distance. He always felt that they were familiar, so he immediately kicked Wang Fugui and said sternly:
"Old Wang, you have spiritual blood and your eyesight is better than ours, come and see the situation!"
Wang Fugui suddenly woke up from the world of words and said blankly:
"Master Qin, why are you kicking me?"
Qin Huali shrugged and pointed to the sea in the northwest.
The three warships moved from far to near.
Wang Fugui immediately opened his eyes to their maximum size, which was almost twice the size of Brother Rong Hao. He finally saw the crew members on the deck clearly and said in surprise:
"Damn it, aren't these the guys from the shipyard's fishing team? Why did they come to Treasure Island?"
The coders were no longer sleepy when they heard "shipyard". They all put down their books and walked to the stern of the ship to look at the sea.
The two warships gradually approached the flying Henanese.
Because Chen Changan once proposed the "safe distance theory", which was generally recognized by the Deep Sea Forum, the two warships did not get too close.
After maintaining a distance of about forty meters between the ships, the correspondent over there took a large iron loudspeaker and spoke:
"Friends on the boat over there, are you also here to hunt filthy sea spirits?"
Wang Chenghuan pressed the index finger of his right hand under the palm of his hand to signal the coders to be quiet, and then spoke on behalf of everyone:
"Are you here to hunt evil things?"
The correspondent was slightly proud and said loudly:
"Yes, we have done a great job in the shipyard. We have gathered twelve strong men with 50% spiritual power and bloodline, just to fight against evil things!"
Wang Chenghuan glanced at Chen Changan from the corner of his eye. He always felt that only people like Boss Cheng were qualified to be called strong, but every team that dared to conquer evil creatures was undoubtedly the elite of mankind, so he praised:
"I wish you become stronger and live longer!"
At this time, Li Sihai finally walked out of the captain's cabin without any of the flattery he showed when facing the unknown businessman Yamamoto Hao. His slender figure of two meters tall made people look up at him.
Li Sihai walked slowly to the bow of the ship. Every step he took, the crew members couldn't help but pay attention to him and salute him. The experience of single-handedly killing a fishing team was enough to make every crew member feel awe and fear in their hearts.
The correspondent wanted to hand him the big iron loudspeaker in his hand, but Li Sihai smiled and pushed it away with his hand.
As soon as Li Sihai spoke, traces of ice spiritual power condensed in the air, forming a thin layer of ice horns, amplifying his words several times:
"Brothers on the other side of the ship, I see that you are a little outnumbered. If you want to conquer evil things, how about we get together and explore Treasure Island together?"
The correspondent also responded with a loudspeaker:
"As the saying goes, when we meet in different worlds, we can enjoy delicious food. We also have a chef from the Kenji restaurant on board, so we can enjoy the delicious food together."
The six coders looked at each other and felt that Boss Cheng didn't like to communicate with too many people. Wang Chenghuan said:
"No need, let's do our own thing to conquer evil things."
Li Sihai looked deeply at the evil flying thunder cannon. This was the first time he saw the existence of the cannon since he entered the deep sea world. He put away the greed in his eyes and said with pure eyes:
"Even if the strength of the evil thing cannot reach a level 4 transcendent, with just the six of you, except for the fat brother, you are almost all ordinary people. I am afraid that even the dead vines and old trees may not be able to do it."
The six coders were a little annoyed. Wang Chenghuan also realized that strength is the last word in communication, so he said coldly:
"We are not the owners of this ship, Boss Cheng is. You guys should talk to Boss Cheng."
After speaking, Wang Fugui pointed to the coast not far away that was pockmarked by artillery fire and scattered with dozens of gravels.
Among the jagged rocks, a tall young man sat upright on the bluestone. If you get closer, you can clearly see his clean and handsome face.
A certain female crew member immediately blushed:
"He is so handsome. He looks like Dehua, but he also has a bit of Li Xiaoyao's chivalrous spirit~"
The crew members on the two warships all looked at each other. No matter how small-minded the man was, he could not help but be impressed by the handsome young man on the bluestone. He said helplessly:
"He's so handsome that he can't be eaten as a meal."
Li Sihai looked around blankly and found that all the crew members had turned their attention from his body to the handsome man Qingshi, and he felt a little dissatisfied with ntr for some reason.
Gravel battlefield.
Chen Changan was sitting on the bluestone when he suddenly felt a scorching gaze coming from behind that was almost like "looking at rape". He turned around and found that there were men and women from two ships looking at him.
Many girls even rubbed their hair with peach blossoms in their eyes.
Chen Changan was stunned for a moment, then realized something.
Ten attribute points are the average of a healthy 30-year-old man. Chen Changan's natural charm value reached 13 points, which is 1.95 times that of a healthy 30-year-old man. It is still at the level of a normal person.
But divinity has given him a +1 strengthening effect on all attributes. His charm at this time has almost exceeded the limit that humans can reach. Even some men may covet his beauty.
It is normal for this situation to occur.
Chen Changan slowly stood up, causing a small commotion on the ship.
Finally, even Li Sihai, who prided himself on being calm, couldn't help but send a reminder:
"We are here to fight against evil creatures. Can we kill the filthy sea spirit if we are handsome?"
At this moment, the flying thunder cannon of evil energy reached the time of whipping corpses once every two minutes, and fired loudly.
The dark green explosive pack smashed the Filthy Sea Spirit's newly repaired body into pieces again.
The crew members on the two warships raised their weapons like frightened cats.
Li Sihai even summoned six ice spikes, floating in the air, and said sternly:
"They are all here to fight against evil, so why should they fire on us to demonstrate?"
Chen Changan tilted his head in confusion, pointed at the filthy sea spirit at his feet, and said in confusion:
"Evil thing? Do you mean this piece of mud under my feet?"
