Slowing down and arriving at a shoal after low tide, Ian looked past the breathing holes in the sand and directly saw a razor clam lurking in the sea sand, a shellfish that looked like a bamboo tube.
This kind of shellfish is rich in nutrients and delicious. It lives in the soft tidal flats of the coast. It can dig caves and escape immediately if there is any abnormality. Therefore, even if it is very delicious, it is difficult to catch it if you are not an experienced hand.
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Although it is said that by spreading table salt into the hole, the razor clams can be drawn out, in this era of Terra, high-purity table salt is much more expensive than the seafood that can be picked up everywhere.
The razor clam that Ian regarded as his target was thick white in mist. Among ordinary non-sublimated ingredients, it was considered the top class. It was over thirty centimeters long and very plump.
Taking out the small shovel he carried with him, Ian dug straight towards the place where the razor clam was. The razor clam in the sand felt something was wrong, but Ian's shovel came too fast and accurately, and he removed it from the sand in one breath.
It was dug out, and even the nose of the razor clam was not removed.
He casually threw the razor clam into the small bucket in his hand. There were already many shells, crabs and smaller razor clams in the bucket.
Although seafood has little fat, it contains a lot of high-quality protein. As long as it is eaten with meat, it is an excellent food for exercise.
Every time Ian goes out for training, he will bring back a bucket of seafood like this. After all, with his psychic powers, it is easy to find sublimation materials, let alone go to sea?
When using precognitive vision to perceive objects in the sea, Ian even observed "blue" mist several times. The mist representing rare sublimated materials jumped through the sea, which often made him feel regretful.
If he grows up and can swim in the sea to catch up with sea fish, these materials will be his further resources.
"I'm not in a hurry."
Looking up, Ian saw another sea fish made of dark blue mist swimming offshore. After Hilliard's intensive tutoring in recent days, he could roughly distinguish that the giant sea fish, which was about half a meter long, was exactly
The monster 'Tide Fish King' required to advance to the lower true form 'Wave Breaker'.
The Tide Fish King is the leader of the tidal fish school, a mutated Warcraft-level sardine. The fish school is not a group of Warcraft, but compared with the ordinary sardine school, there must be a World of Warcraft-level fish king in a tidal fish school.
As long as the brain of the fish king is ground up and swallowed together with the fish bones, and then put into the sea to be digested in the tide, you can become one of the easiest sublimation true forms to enter, the 'Wave Breaker', and step into the realm of the sublimator. The original ordinary fisherman
You will thus become the captain of a large ship and receive welcome and courtesy from every port and voyager.
Because the advancement method is so simple, the strength of the Fish King is actually no different from that of a large herring. Therefore, catching the Fish King is not an incredibly difficult task. It is the prey that every fisherman dreams of catching.
"The tide is coming in."
The appearance of the Tide Fish King means that the tide is about to rise. Ian saw that the sea water was about to rise, so he picked up the bucket and prepared to go home.
After counting the harvest in the bucket, he nodded with satisfaction: "Today's harvest is good, I can make a pot of seashell soup."
Speaking of seafood, Ian is actually quite emotional.
In today's Terra, all kinds of seafood are a rather embarrassing food because they lack fat and cannot provide the calories needed by fishermen, farmers and other manual workers. Only salmon has a lot of fat.
The fish are more popular.
Even though it is rich in nutrients and is popular among the middle and upper class people, because the means of preservation are too expensive, it can only be sold as dried food.
After stopping, Ian felt that his whole body was soaked with sweat and moisture from the sea breeze.
The effect of this exercise was very successful. He could already feel a slight tingling sensation all over his body, from the body to the muscles of the limbs. His chest, back, legs and arms were even slightly heated, and there was a trace of strength coming from him.
The blood and flesh were produced on the inside, and they were continuous and continuous, supporting the boy's intense exercise for hours.
Ian can sense that the virtual source seed is running in the heart. It is transporting a steady stream of essence essence. With the surge of blood, it flows into every corner of the body, healing damage and strengthening the body.
Although there is no change in body shape, Ian is very aware that the 'density' of his body is increasing.
"Now I should have met Teacher Hilliard's requirements."
Ian came to the beach and looked at Harrison Port not far away. Next to it is the White People's oyster breeding factory, and there are escorts patrolling it. It is quite safe: "My physical fitness can already complete a complete breathing guidance technique."
"In this way, the source species can be perfectly shaped."
After repeated verification by Hilliard, the structure of the source species improved by Ian is very excellent, and only a few small details can be optimized to be smoother.
But this source seed is too complicated, and it takes a long time to condense. And the condensation of the source seed itself is extremely violent. It requires mobilizing the movement of blood and source matter. With Ian's previous physical fitness, it does not mean that it cannot be successful, but there is
It is very likely that you will go into shock halfway through.
Hilliard naturally couldn't let Ian take risks, so he had the training in the past few days.
Feeling that his physical strength had greatly improved, Ian was in a happy mood. He saw a palm tree growing along the coast, and he was moved by his thoughts, so he stretched out his hands to climb. Even with a bucket in one hand, he easily climbed to the tree in a flash.
top.
Watching the setting sun from the top of the tree, Ian couldn't help but smile sincerely.
Although his body in his previous life was genetically modified and his body was much stronger than that of today's children, at that time, Ian stayed in space all year round and faced giant engineering equipment and giant spacecraft engines. Any movement of any of them would cause earthquakes.
Wow, human power is so small and fragile in comparison, how can we feel like we are in nature like we do now?
But before Ian wanted to rest on the top of the tree and take a look at the rising tide, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
There seemed to be some unharmonious movements in the coastal woods not far away.
If it were an ordinary person, even an experienced hunter would not be able to tell whether it was the sea breeze blowing or the movement of wild animals, but Ian had doubts in his heart and directly turned on the precognitive vision to observe.
Suddenly, a familiar figure in the white mist appeared in front of him.
"Brin? Why is it still him?"
Ian had doubts in his heart. He didn't feel how dangerous the other party was, but he just thought it was a bit ridiculous: "If you really want sleeping powder, you should look for it at home...Does he think I will carry sleeping powder with me?"
Of course, he actually brought a bag of sleeping powder as a protective prop... But who would imagine that?
Ian couldn't figure out for a while whether the other party was on the second floor or the underground floor.
Because Brin has no intention of taking the initiative, Ian is too lazy to care about the opponent. With his current physical fitness, even if Brin is a strong adult, he may not be able to fight or run.
After realizing that Brin was observing him that day, he went to Elder Puder to tell him about the situation, and by the way, he vaguely mentioned the sense of crisis he felt.
In the former case, Elder Puder listened carefully and said that he would warn Brin and ask him to restrain his petty thoughts.
But for the latter, the other party just smiled and said that they had known for a long time that the natives would definitely make some big moves recently, so Ian was told to be careful and they were already prepared.
Ian has serious doubts about this. He believes that Elder Puder and the local governor must have taken relevant measures to deal with the indigenous people long ago, but what they prepared and what they are about to deal with are definitely two different things!
However, he is indeed only an eight-year-old child. Even if he proves that he is a psychic, how can there be any psychic ability in this world that can truly predict the future?
"Hey, annoying things keep happening one after another."
With his thoughts racing, Ian was no longer in the mood to continue looking at the sea view. He shook his head and got up, preparing to get off the tree and go home.
But at this moment, in Ian's field of vision, the white mist on Bryn's body was instantly filled with an urgent layer of bright red!
Not only that, because his spiritual power continued to be activated for more than ten seconds, the scope of his precognitive vision continued to expand. Suddenly, three gray-red figures lurking in the jungle appeared, and quietly moved towards Brin and himself!
"Indigenous?"
Sensing the danger approaching, Ian's heart tightened: "When did it come and who is the target?"
At this moment, he had no time to think about how the natives sneaked into such a place so close to Harrison Port and why they were not discovered by the escort. Ian made a quick decision and shouted: "Brin! There are natives twenty meters behind you!"
In the forest, Brin, who was hiding among tree trunks and shrubs, couldn't help but be startled when he heard Ian's voice. He didn't expect that he could be discovered by Ian when he was observing from such a distance. It seemed that the other party's psychic power was stronger than he imagined.
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But soon, after he heard what was said, a chill rushed up his back, and his scalp went numb: "Aboriginal?"
"Behind me!"
Without enough time to think about it, Brin turned around decisively. He immediately saw a black shadow coming towards him with a gust of wind!
Knowing that his sneak attack had been broken, the native silently raised his knife and approached, closing the distance to more than ten meters in an instant.
At this moment, the man could even see that the rusty short knife in the opponent's hand still had blood stains that had not been completely wiped off.