501 Release a devil with your own hands, a carefully planned encounter
Yunyinglian Island.
seaside.
"Gudu~"
The diver exhaled a series of bubbles, stretched out an evil hand, and slowly touched the bulge in front of the leader of the flower mica.
The leader of Hua Mica just took a quick glance and didn't take it seriously.
As a member of the Hai Clan from the Youmiao Realm, she was used to being completely naked. Even if she was touched by Wanhao people, she wouldn't feel anything at all.
Moreover.
The secret technique used by the leader just now has the ability to slightly confuse the mind. Wanhao people will only think that they have touched a stone.
In short.
Feel free to touch!
The leader's attention was instead focused on Wan Haoren's face, especially his pair of black pupils.
She keenly noticed that there were several bright red dots in the other party's pupils.
Although the red dots are very tiny and cannot be seen by ordinary people, the leader has excellent eyesight and can identify them at a glance.
This is - blood centipede!
As long as the blood centipede is contaminated and not removed in time, the bones will ache all over the body, and eventually the bones will shatter and die.
The so-called "blood centipede" is exactly what Wan Hao calls the blood shrimp worm.
This moment.
The leader was filled with doubts.
Even the relatively weak Sea Clan knows a variety of ways to prevent blood centipedes, and the Mica Clan has more than ten methods at their disposal.
The Wanhao tribe is so powerful that it is terrifying, and can easily defeat the Black Scale tribe. Why would they allow their tribe to be infected with blood centipedes?
How strange!
at this time.
When this unscrupulous hand is about to touch the bulge.
The dragon of divine fire not far away is really hard to stand.
Even if the other party is of a different race, you can't touch it!
Etiquette is very important!
It swung its dragon tail, and an extremely dark wave surged out.
The diver's mind was confused for a very short moment. His right hand was slightly tilted at an angle and touched a stone next to the leader.
The distance between the two sides is less than five centimeters.
The leader remained motionless, staring at the other person without blinking, with a thoughtful look on his face.
A vague idea came to her mind - maybe she could start from this aspect and let the Wanhao Clan accept the Hua Mica Clan.
The diver's hand moved a few meters to the other side, stopped checking, and then quickly swam toward the sea surface waving his hands.
"Wow~"
The sound of water waves sounded.
Wan Haoren's voice was immediately heard.
"There are many bite marks left on the rocks here, and a gap one meter deep has appeared. A large school of fish must have come to bite it recently!"
"Understood! Lot No. C113, I've marked it!"
"I will report it to the Sea Eagle Corps when I get back later. There should be a Sea Eagle formation coming over tomorrow to search for fish!"
"Oh! This kind of nonsense happens every day. When will this kind of day end!"
At this time.
The Dragon of Divine Fire opened its mouth and spat out a mark, instantly hitting the back of Hua Mica's leader's hand.
The latter immediately understood Wan Haoren's words.
She blinked her cute eyes, turned her head and glanced at the bite marks on the stone, and a new idea immediately came to her mind.
She knows very well that the Wanhao tribe is not a fool, and it is impossible for the tribe to want all the rubbish. If this tribe wants to be recognized by the Wanhao tribe, it must show corresponding value.
soon.
"Buzz~"
The engine sound sounded again.
The driftwood boat broke through the waves and sailed quickly into the distance.
The leader waited patiently for a while, and when the Wanhao people were far away, he wrote a line of flower language with excitement on his face: "I have found a way to win the recognition of the Wanhao people."
The Dragon of Divine Fire did not ask, but just spat out sparks and replied: "Just do what you want!"
In fact.
This little episode was a deliberate drama.
It is far easier to accept "orders" and "commands" than "orders" and "commands" to guide the leader to think proactively and find a way for the two or five boys to survive.
Use terminology to describe it.
This is called - subjective initiative!
Half an hour later.
"Eaaah!"
The leader of Hua Mica waved his bone staff, and his slim body instantly turned into a ball of sea water, which quickly surged forward.
The water flows through several fine-mesh wire mesh, flows into a pipe, and enters a large breeding lake.
Then the water flow turned into a whirlpool and condensed into the flower mica form again.
but.
Although this move looks very cool.
But there is an unspeakable side effect - streaking!
The leader's fish-skin coat has disappeared.
It didn't stay where it was.
Instead, it was ground into powder by the water flow.
The dragon of divine fire dodges over, looks at the flower mica that has become smooth again, opens its mouth and sighs silently.
"Gudu!"
A bubble popped up.
The Dragon of Divine Fire advised earnestly: "Wearing clothes is the basic etiquette of the Wanhao tribe!"
The leader puffed up his little mouth and made a cute and silly gesture, waving his bone staff and replied: "Wearing fish skin is too uncomfortable! I don't like it!"
The Dragon of Divine Fire gave up the advice and directly threatened: "The Sea Clan who don't like to wear clothes will be made into fertilizer by the Wanhao Clan!"
It stretched out its dragon claws and pointed in the direction of the previous battlefield: "I believe you have seen the fate of the Black Scales after they were killed by the sea monsters."
The leader shuddered and replied obediently: "Okay!"
Five minutes passed.
A corner at the bottom of the breeding lake.
The leader shouted softly: "Yeah!"
The bone staff she held in her hand flashed a flash of blue light.
The nearby seawater immediately surged, and the green rice shrimps within a radius of tens of meters were immediately coerced by the strong current and forced to gather together.
The leader waved the bone staff again and again.
The next second.
The shrimp meat and other soft tissues of the green rice shrimp quietly turned into liquid, leaving only an empty shrimp shell.
A large number of shrimp shells decomposed instantly and then automatically woven into a tight suit, covering the leader's naked body.
The appearance of this set of clothes really looks like the diving suit worn by Wanhao people divers.
The leader turned lightly in the water and asked, "How do you like this outfit?"
The dragon of divine fire gave an affirmative answer: "Not bad!"
It quickly activated the Seal of Deduction and performed a quick deduction.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The results show that the waterproof effect of shrimp shell tights is far stronger than that of divers' tights, and it can also greatly reduce the resistance to flowing water.
The dragon's eyes of the Divine Fire Dragon flashed, and the thought in his mind became clearer: "The Mica family is very useful!"
They can drive away annoying fish, maintain the safety of Lotus Island, guard various ports and routes, and can also provide diving suits for Wanhao people.
Definitely a gold medal auxiliary!
The Dragon of Divine Fire wrote another line of text: "How about we first see how the Wanhao people catch green rice shrimp, and then observe how they extract high-efficiency energy?"
The leader of Hua Mica accepted it completely: "Okay!"
According to the 25-year-old plan.
Let the leader of Huayun Mu witness the above projects with her own eyes, so that she can believe that the Wanhao tribe is not prepared to destroy Youmiao Realm, and dispel her biggest worry.
Next.
It's the final step - the fateful moment.
That is - in this breeding lake, there will be a formal contact of great significance between Cheng Han and the leader of Hua Mica.
At this moment.
Cheng Han was in the battle fort ten kilometers away, following the prepared script and playing his role step by step.
Under the guidance of the Divine Fire Dragon, the leader swam slowly to the simple dock of the breeding lake.
The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.
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Ningyun Battle Fort.
In a hospital.
In the frame at the very center of the halo.
The leader of Hua Mica wearing tight clothes caught Cheng Han's eyes.
He glanced at it several times and couldn't help but shake his head.
There is no other reason.
This set of tights is really close to the body, completely highlighting the graceful body curves, which is really a bit exciting.
However, the leader's appearance is quite beautiful. Judging by the standards of Wanhao people, she can definitely be regarded as a great beauty.
If a hot-blooded young man witnesses this scene, he will most likely have some kind of indescribable physical reaction.
More importantly.
The leader's attire at this moment is likely to become the "standard" equipment of the Hua Mica clan, and every Hua Mica will be dressed like this in the future.
This way.
I don’t know how many people will be stimulated to have nosebleeds in the future.
Cheng Han stared at the halo lens and cursed in his heart: "How do labor and management feel that I personally released a terrible devil?"
Because he thought of something quite scary - could there be some perverted guy who is crazy about mica?
The possibilities seem great!
Cheng Han couldn't stop all this, so he could only sigh secretly: "I hope there won't be too many unethical relationships in the future!"
Beside.
The female mystic master Lan Jiayao looked at several patients lying on the bed through the glass of the ward, and introduced the relevant situation in a low voice:
"The current solution for treating hematospermia is to transform the blood-sucking vine into a special blood filter to thoroughly filter the patient's blood."
While listening to the other party's introduction, Cheng Han stared at a potted plant in the middle of the ward.
This is clearly a blood-red vine.
I saw many slender vines stretching over and piercing into various parts of the patient's body, and blood could be vaguely seen flowing in the slender vines.
The use of plants is the specialty of the Wanhao tribe.
"Although this method has good results, the treatment process is time-consuming, and it takes almost three days to complete a filtration.
"In addition, there is another flaw. Sometimes the removal is not complete, and symptoms will appear again ten days and a half later..."
Cheng Han shook his head imperceptibly.
The Wanhao tribe has just arrived, and it is difficult to come up with effective methods in a short period of time.
The best solution is to accept the flower mica clan and let them help fight against this weirdness unique to this world.
He conducted a deduction just now, and the results have already proven this.
Cheng Han asked a question intentionally or unintentionally: "With so many breeding lakes built in this war zone, is the rate of illness among breeding workers high?"
Lan Jiayao nodded heavily: "That's true! So far, the infection rate among breeding workers has exceeded one-tenth."
Cheng Han waved his right hand and said smoothly: "Then let's go to the breeding lake and take a look at the situation!"
This is a logical excuse.
There is nothing obtrusive and will not arouse suspicion.
Lan Jiayao made a gesture and said respectfully: "There is a large breeding lake nearby. Come with me."
The best thing is that the breeding lake chosen for this meeting came from the mouth of the female mystic master. Who would believe that this was a secret plan?
As a conspirator who has repeatedly planned shocking events, he deeply understands that every successful conspiracy is composed of countless perfect details.
Cheng Han showed a smile and nodded gently: "Okay!"
in anyone's eyes.
This will be an unexpected chance encounter.
No one knows.
This was actually a carefully planned encounter.
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In the breeding lake.
Leader Hua Mica's eyes surfaced from the water, looking at the dock hundreds of meters away, with curiosity written all over his pretty face.
Just now she watched the process of fishing green rice shrimp by a driftwood boat, and she was greatly shocked by the high efficiency of this mechanized operation.
The Dragon of Divine Fire took a breath and transformed a line of text into the water: "The refining workshop is at the dock, and there is an underground waterway leading directly there."