Chapter 861 Battlefield 2042's beta test is not good this time (Wu Jing shakes his head)
Smell the fish's rotting stench, touch the clammy and slippery fish body, and see the fine tentacles squirming around the edges of the fish's mouth as it opens and closes.
The fish here themselves will cause sanity to drop.
Yinghua grabbed the slippery fish tail and shook it twice. The fish seemed to be dead long ago, and only the tentacles in the fish's mouth were slowly moving.
"You're a deformed fish."
Mu Su, who grabbed the fishing rod excitedly, froze and smiled: "Are you deliberately looking for trouble? Do you want it?"
"If you have a good fish, I will definitely take it."
Yinghua was about to approach Musu when the player occupied by Musu suddenly explained: "These fish seem to be deformed... the other fish has two legs."
The fish brought by a player also had scales missing and was rotting like a corpse. Two frog-like hind limb webs extended from the fish's abdomen close to the tail.
"I can see that all the fish here have special skills." Yinghua smiled half-heartedly, glanced at Mu Su who was looking at her sideways, and left with the two fish.
After sending Yinghua away, the player belatedly found that his position was occupied by Mu Su, his fishing rod was held in his hand, and his small stone was sitting under his butt.
He took a few steps forward to return to his position, then stretched out a hand diagonally to pull him far away.
"Shhh...that's Mu Su, do you want to die?"
"But that's mine..." The player pointed at Mu Su's back aggrievedly.
"It's good to wander around, and you can explore the environment." Ye Jijin persuaded the player who couldn't think about it. Watching his back go away, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda..."
Just as he was thinking this, a surprised shout rang out from beside him.
"What are you doing!"
The player holding the fishing rod was shocked and asked Musu who was hanging something on the fishhook after retracting the rod.
Jijin changed positions at night and saw what Mu Su had scraped off the fishhook, and his scalp felt numb.
"Fishing."
"Why do you need to put eyeballs on the fishhook..." After the words fell, Ye Jijin began to worry whether he was being a little reckless.
"As bait."
“Do you still need bait for fishing?”
More and more players are paying attention.
"Are you mentally ill or am I mentally ill? How can a fish bite the hook without bait?" Mu Su looked at Mu Su.
"Just bite -" Ye Jijin suddenly realized. "I forgot this is in a game, the fishhook does not come with pheromones... No wonder I can't catch any fish."
Other Jiang Taigongs woke up one after another and fished out fishing rods from tree branches without bait or even fishhook.
"Trash of the 25th century." Mu Su sneered and threw the bait with eyeballs on it into the bay.
But to a certain extent, the player who can catch two fish without bait is indescribably awesome...
Wow——
A few dozen seconds after the baited fishhook was thrown into the sea, ripples suddenly appeared around this typhoon shelter-like bay. They collided with each other, were destroyed, and were born, but they were close to the shore.
The ripples at the front end swayed over the fishhook. There was a brief silence, and the branches of the fishing rod suddenly tightened.
Mu Su immediately raised his fishing rod and swung the fish that was biting the bait onto the shore.
Ye Jijin, who had not yet left, saw in a trance: under the bright sunshine, on the azure seaside, fresh and tender sea fish flying up, smiling faces full of joy, and crystal water splashing——
The player rubbed his eyes vigorously: under the gloomy clouds, the light gray oppressive Dead Sea, the rotting fish with dead fish eyes hung with ferocious fish hooks, staring at Mu Su with the same dead fish eyes, the turbid sea water splashed everywhere——
Snapped--
The sea fish was slapped on the rock, bounced a few times without strength, and died quickly. The yellow-brown tentacles like sea anemones were left squirming in the eye sockets.
A big fish weighing nearly six pounds.
It is far bigger than the two fish that many players have spent time trying their luck to catch.
Maybe it's just a coincidence? Or... not a coincidence!
The players who were watching quickly saw Mu Su scraping the bait again and swinging the hook. Almost as soon as the hook fell into the water, it was pulled, and the same big sea fish was revealed as Mu Su lifted the rod.
The players plunged into the still-boiling turbid shoals, realizing the lure of eyeball grass to them.
For the next few minutes, they watched numbly as Mu Su repeated the process of swinging and lifting the pole.
There were more and more dead fish spread out on the rocks beside him.
When his bulging pocket became empty, Mu Su stopped the massacre of sea fish and put down his fishing rod.
Musu called the players over and said, "I pity these people because they have been here with me for half a day and have nothing to eat. I don't want them to spend the night hungry, for fear they will be sleepy at night." After saying this, he distributed the fish to them.
To everyone.
The players looked at each other, unable to understand its meaning, but this did not affect their understanding of its meaning. They picked up the twisted and grotesque dead fish and returned to Broken Mountain along the mountain road.
The players who stayed in Broken Mountain simply arranged the hall and blocked the two passages with rocks, leaving only the narrow passage that they could pass through normally.
"You... why are there so many?" Wang Wenwen and Qie were stunned by what they had gained.
"Musu caught it by fishing."
Amidst all the chatter, the remaining players quickly figured out the truth.
Players cut open the belly of the fish, took out the internal organs and weird parts, threw it into the room in the corridor, and lit up several bonfires to prepare the fish.
Although they seem to have lost their sanity points, there is almost no smell after removing the parts that shouldn't be there and roasting them black.
The first player to eat fish had only a slight decrease in sanity, and it was difficult to say whether it was due to a problem with the fish or a psychological conflict.
At this time, night is approaching.
Qianye and others walked out of the cave at dusk, just in time to see the boat that had brought them to the shore on the distant coastline retreated into the deep sea and quietly moved away.
"Did the boat break down when we disembarked?" Wangwenwenqie frowned.
"It broke down." The sticky tendons replied with elasticity: "I saw Tianmo and the others lowered the anchor."
Qianye looked at the wooden boat disappearing in the strange fog and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, we didn't stay on the boat... let's go back."
The distilled water is continuously accumulated, and the grilled fish is cooked faster.
Because this is just a game, no one can resist eating black charcoal grilled fish.
Players begin to feel sleepy after eating - since they have fullness, the rest function naturally comes with it.
The players who stayed vigil were left, while the others gathered around the warm rocks and went offline.
Compared with the previous round of the tournament, the fourth round of the tournament, which is meant for survival and exploration, is destined to be slower-paced unless the players accidentally wipe out the team.
In fact, many players try to reach the island along the Musu route to act as foreign aid - as long as a player survives, the tournament can be completed.
But even if it goes well, it still takes time.
"I don't know why. Maybe it has something to do with Ultraman. The disappearing light is sleeping on the bottom of the sea. We have to let the snail wake us up. The end of the world is in Grandpa Cow's bowl. It's delicious with the addition of mutton steamed buns. Is there anything buried in it?"
It would be better if Tu Li informed the people of the home planet..."
Helplessly looking at Mu Su, who was lying on his side, murmuring in his sleep while playing the game, Qianye hugged his legs and put them against his chin, continuing to think about what to do next.
The sound of slow breathing came and went, accompanied by the crackling of the campfire.