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The first thousand three hundred and forty-seventh chapter is such a thing as luck...

"According to Mingguang's price, this thing is worth at least three of your prices," Sikong rolled his eyes, "The price of gold itself remains high, and if it's an antique..."

To be honest, Mingguang's prices have always been abnormal. For example, the efforts and labor of ordinary people are not proportional to the rewards received. For example, the entry funds for the industrial chain related to evolution are outrageous. For example, the price of anything researched by scientific research institutes will rise.

Price - Except for the price of sea hunting ships collapsing due to the warlock uncle opening a port for Mingguang.

Mingguang's control organization has always been aware of these things, but they are out of ideas. A lonely apocalyptic city with a population of tens of millions is stuck in the wilderness. No one can expect it to develop as healthily and vigorously as before the catastrophe, especially

As far as prices are concerned, just think about this kind of thing, don't say it out loud, even ordinary people will think you are not normal...

In short, if we calculate it, the ship model caught by empty fishing can bring back Mingguang and exchange it for source crystal fuel, which is enough for three people to drive the largest sea hunting ship and become Columbus.

The warlock uncle immediately drooled with envy.

Lin Chou pinched her chin and carefully observed her beauty.

"Stop irritating him. If he tries to kill you and sink your body into the sea, I will definitely pretend that I didn't see him."

The warlock uncle laughed,

"Lin Zihong said to you, after the stolen goods are sold, you will definitely get 30%."

"Shh, don't talk," Lin Chou held the fishing rod and quickly reeled in the line, "Something has bitten the hook."

The things on Sikong Hai's hunting boat are all good goods. Take this fishing rod and fishing line alone to make the average evolutionist drool with envy. These things can withstand the power of third-level advanced marine beasts without being damaged.

Just tell me how outrageous it is when it breaks.

Logically speaking, the cost of this pole can make a fourth-order evolver who just wanders around the wilderness all day long and gain little or nothing, go bankrupt and use it as underwear.

This thing has never been the configuration that a serious sea hunting boat should have. Real sea hunters would rather spend their resources on trawl nets and crab pots - only Sikong would be so extravagant to purchase such outrageous toys.

Normally, the chance of an evolver encountering a fourth-level marine beast on the sea is lower than winning the lottery. At least he doesn't have to worry about the strength of the gadget in his hand.

Lin Chou said that this was in line with his temperament. When he was reeling in the line, he didn't even have to act, it was a head-on wrestling match.

After a while, a strange-looking, jet-black ugly fish was thrown onto the ice.

It is pitch black with green markings, it is the size of a sting ray, but its back is covered with thorns, like a crater.

Sikong poked it with a fishing rod,

"You've been lucky enough to have ridden back thorn rays many times. The poison of this thing can knock down fourth-level terrestrial beasts, and even a high-level living corpse would have half of its body rotten if it was stung by its sting - if this fish wasn't

If it is too rare, it will probably be used by Mingguang to cook living corpses. Unfortunately... because it is not large-scale, the value of this thing has never been high or low."

"That is to say, I have seen the graphic introduction of this thing, otherwise the average evolutionist would probably not recognize what this thing is."

Lin's sad face was a little dark.

This fish is worth several thousand circulation points, but...

It is not edible.

Yes, that's right, the toxicity of this thing is basically the same as its lethality to humans and living corpses.

"Come on, come on, mine is biting too!"

The Warlock said excitedly.

"I said?" Sikong was surprised, "A guy like you with an unlucky aura can still catch fish, come on, come on, pull him up, let me Kangkang, which little cutie wins the prize~"

boom!

A pile of moonshells as big as a basin was smashed on the ice. The dark-colored shell was already empty. As soon as a few strange-shaped hermit crabs emerged, they were frozen into sculptures by the cold wind.

"..."

The three of them looked at each other and began to suspect each other of being poisonous.

If you hit three poles, none of the goods will be able to get into the pot. This is almost impossible on a sea with abundant products.

In the words of sea hunters, in Heishenhai, as long as you dare to get on the boat, you can catch fish with a straight hook like Jiang Taigong did.

"emmmm..."

The old warlock was the least confident. He had already started to shut himself up. When he opened his mouth, he swallowed all the promises he had made before.

"How about I go into the water and take a look? There may be no fish down there..."

Lin Chou and Sikong sighed,

"7878"

Plop~

A very beautiful water splash can score 80 points.

Sikong was stunned for a while,

"I shouldn't believe his lies. I just know that I can't catch any fish with this unlucky, contagious guy..."

Lin Chou glanced at him,

"Your luck must have run out when you caught that model boat, but I caught a fish."

Sikong:...

Do you still feel bad for co-writing?

After a while, the warlock master jumped out of the water excitedly,

"Good guy, there are a lot of crabs on the bottom of the sea. They are all so big!"

Sikong took advantage of the situation and said,

"Where are the crab pots, are they full?"

The warlock uncle scratched his head,

"empty..."

"ε=(′ο`*)))," Sikong hated the fact that iron cannot become steel, "Then you wouldn't just fill it up!"

The warlock uncle is quite confident.

"That's not possible. Isn't that cheating?"

"..."

Fortunately, the warlock at least didn't come up empty-handed.

Two dark blue king crabs, a shining silver swordfish...the most eye-catching thing is the pile of burgundy sea urchins, each one the size of a human head.

Lin Chou picked up a sea urchin in astonishment.

“This thing is really a sea urchin??”

In all his life, he has never seen such a big sea urchin with such a strange color.

"I'm telling you, these sea urchins are much older down there! They are densely packed everywhere!"

"It's a pity that Lin Zi and Sikong can't go to the sea. The bottom of the sea is so beautiful. There are hill-like coral reefs, as well as glowing algae and schools of fish. They are especially like the aurora, connected in a continuous sheet, floating in the sea water.

..”

"It's no wonder we can't catch fish. They don't lack food at all. They definitely don't like the little bait on our hooks..."

The warlock's words made Lin Chou and Sikong's faces darken immediately.

WDNMD!

This bitch doesn't respect martial ethics and just rubs salt into people's wounds!

Are you proud of being able to get into the water?

The old warlock didn't notice the expressions on the two people's faces and took out something from his pocket.

"Hey, look at this, a seahorse that glows. Isn't it interesting?"

The seahorse with regular gray, white, and light blue stripes on its body is not completely dead yet. The four pairs of small transparent blue-white "wings" on its "waist" are fluttering wetly, trying to make a death struggle.

Resist.

Sikong stared at Haima's pair of small black eyes.

"So big? And what's on the back is wings instead of fins? A strange beast, right? Emmmm, I heard that this thing is very filling..."


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