The warlock looked at a certain beer bottle worriedly and hesitated to speak - he had gone through a lot of trouble to get rid of the shadow man Anzu, and even Liu Renjun ran away.
As for the main reason...well...
It can only be said that Anzu is a rare and excellent listener. His ability to talk back and his ups and downs of shouts gave the Warlock a sense of happiness that he had not seen for a long time. It was obviously a waste of resources to die like this. The Warlock still liked him quite a lot.
Of course, it was impossible for Leng Han to return the beer bottle containing Anzu to the warlock, and he couldn't stay too far away. If this seemingly unreliable beer bottle sealing technique suddenly failed, wouldn't he be blinded on the spot?
On the way back, Maoqiu was towed behind by several boats, looking from a high altitude like a hot air balloon that crashed into the sea.
Not far away, you can vaguely see a huge gap in the sea defense line collapsed somewhere, and a turtle-like virtual beast with its belly turned over is gradually turning into ethereal black smoke.
Mimi said,
"Actually, if you think about it carefully, the Black Army is quite pitiful. If they defeat the big and small bosses, not to mention flashing special effects, they should at least be given some high-end materials or something, right?"
"What about the Void Beast? Is the Void Beast's belly so big filled with air?"
"If you can't kill a living corpse, you can still pick out a few pieces of soft crystal..."
These words gained unprecedented recognition, and everyone nodded frequently, looking at the disappearing body of the virtual beast with strange eyes.
Lin Chou was also deeply touched by this. The last time he shot an unlucky virtual beast with one arrow, he gained not a single hair except for the weird energy that almost killed him!
Do you really want to leave nothing to the enemy except damage?
You see, this affects your mood very much~
Leng Han was a little anxious,
"Warlock, can you pass..."
"No!" the warlock interrupted, "In order to create a chance for Liu Renjun to escape, Classmate An has already signed the soul contract..."
Leng Han holds his forehead,
"Okay, okay, know that he is your thing, and Mingguang will not take it from you!"
The warlock also followed suit, holding his forehead.
"I think you haven't understood one thing. As long as the things that theoretically belong to me, the Warlock, are on my body, the chance of losing them when I apparate will increase exponentially!"
Everyone: "..."
How many times? Super double? King bomb?
Leng Han had no choice but to take out a beer bottle and put it on the deck. Shadow Anzu actually looked quite cute due to its excessive shrinkage and severe imbalance in the proportions of its limbs.
As the bottle rolled around, Shadow Anzu was crumpled into a ball inside the bottle, and became wrinkled.
No one has seen spiritual entities, soul bodies, or ghosts other than warlocks. Everyone came over and looked at them with big eyes and small eyes.
"Wow, people become so big after they die?"
"A non-chief! This is the essence of a non-chief. It's so dark that you can't even see your eyes and teeth..."
"The little thing looks so unique."
Leng Han dismissed a bunch of gossip contestants who were looking for trouble.
"He now... seems like he can't communicate with us normally?"
The warlock thought for a while,
"It's very fragile. It takes about a natural week for him to accumulate enough soul energy to move his fingers."
"However, you can charge it manually, which will speed up the process."
"Charge??"
The warlock nodded,
"Direct current, alternating current, 1V, 4V...0V are universal, he doesn't choose."
Leng Han was speechless,
"Are you sure it's charging and not something else?!"
Just say "burning paper" and it sounds more reliable than "charging"!
The warlock hummed,
"Of course, it works in my own test. It takes five hours to charge and two minutes to talk. But I can't guarantee that he can answer your questions 100% accurately. I can only order him to be 'honest' as much as possible."
"There are a lot of loopholes in any contract, and there is too much room for maneuver."
Leng Han was already very satisfied, "How long can he live?"
"In terms of natural wear and tear, two months! It's not a big problem to charge it for two years at any time, but its memory is sometimes very confusing. After all, its current state is basically composed of memory fragments, and it is being lost every moment.
"
Leng Han nodded,
"Is there any other way..."
The magician was surprised,
"Two years are not enough for you to spend so much money to drain him dry??"
This question is a bit subtle. What is in this bottle is an important member of the rebel party. Once it is firmly held in your hand, the longer it lives, the more valuable it will be.
The warlock waved his hand lazily,
"It's a pity that the 'soul-sacrifice ritual' is not allowed in the main material plane, otherwise why bother with this."
"What's the meaning?"
The magician said,
"The soul-sacrifice ritual is a ritual that directly reads soul information. In some planes, it is as simple and fast as reading a memory card. You can just pull it out and plug it in. Even the USB interface is omitted. But it is different in the main material plane. Living
It's okay to say that when you are dead, don't even think about it when you are already dead."
Hearing the warlock speak so casually, everyone felt a chill from the soles of their feet to the back of their heads.
A place like that where you can't even escape if you die... It's so awesome...
Ha, Earth is real!
"Hey, don't look at me like that. I'm just looking at it from a distance. This warlock is a native of the country. He can't really go to other planes at will and has no chance to actually operate."
"If there is, well, actually I am more interested in living corpses like high-level controllers..."
The corners of Lin Chou and others' mouths began to twitch - could this be the generation gap?
It still took several hours to travel back to Mingguang. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Chou, who was seriously injured for the first time, lazily moved a deck chair and carried a fishing rod to let in the sea breeze.
There was no bait, so Lin Chou pulled some rag strips from the deck chair and tied them to the hook. He chose a sinker that weighed more than a kilogram because of the strong wind.
"Whoosh~"
The warlock is interested,
"Hey, what about fishing? Fishing is such a waste of time, why don't I let my mount go into the sea..."
Lin Chou was almost asleep as he lay there, not saying anything, and glanced at the warlock lazily: You are the only one in the world who has no eyesight to see this!
Warlock:(o?▽?)o
Lin Chou suddenly remembered something,
"Hey, wait a minute, what did you say just now - 'As long as something that theoretically belongs to you, the warlock himself, the chance of losing it when you apparate will increase exponentially', is that right?"
Warlock:emmmm
Lin Chou pointed, "Stop emmmmm, go quickly, put the fur ball in your sleeve, and help me take it back to the mountain."
The sorcerer did as he was told.
(Did Lin Zi have some strange misunderstanding about me??)
In fact, after Lin Chou came out of the underground space, he resumed "communication" with Mao Qiu. He could sense Mao Qiu's state. He was very healthy and energetic. He was just unprepared and fell into the sudden stimulation of the rebel party's mental means.
Just sleeping.
Anyway, once it wakes up it should be fine.
At this time, the fishing rod in Lin Chou's hand moved, and then fell sharply downwards.
"???"
what's going on.
Lin Chou looked suspicious of life. No, I didn't put any bait at all...
He stretched out his pole and swung it, and a crab hit the deck.
The purple-clawed blue crab is a very easy-to-identify species. Its claws are not only large and thick, but also have a different purple-green color.
The crab was knocked unconscious for a while. When it recovered, it rushed towards the fishhook with a click.
"Dang, Dang!"
The big turtle hit the cloth strip tied on the fishhook hard, and twisted it with pliers. It looked very fierce.
The warlock said excitedly,
"Is this okay? You have learned what you have learned. Write it down in a notebook. If there is an accident in the future experiment, you don't have to chew grass roots and bark. What is the name of this crab? Is it delicious? Is it delicious when eaten raw? Its habits are very special.
Well! As expected of Lin Zi, you know so much! After all, why can you catch crabs with strips of cloth? What's the principle? Oh... I'm still smashing... It's like there is a blood feud..."
Lin Chou looked at it for a while, then blinked.
"Well, maybe it's because it doesn't like the color?"
"Oh, yes, color is important." The warlock repeated, taking notes carefully.
After half a minute, he looked up blankly,
"???"
The first one will soon be followed by the second one. If Qin Wuyong were there, he would definitely burst into tears.
Lin Chou himself was confused, what's going on? It's just one or two, there's a lot of them caught!
emmmmm, maybe this is the correct way to open blue crabs with purple claws...
Fishing with a fishhook tied with a cloth strip on a ship moving at a constant speed of tens of knots per hour?
Pull it down quickly!
Leng Han, the Mi sisters and others ran over to watch the fun, laughing and dodging the crabs running all over the deck.
Leng Han said,
"It should be their migration season. They return to the sea from their habitat around this time every year. At this time, the temperament of blue crabs will be particularly irritable."
"Hey, you actually know?"
"At this time last year, I happened to be on a mission on the Black Sea."
Lin Chou nodded, picked up one and took a look at it.
"The yellow mango fat is very good for steaming."
However, the hard-core female men did not appreciate it - how many people who have been enjoying the sea all year round can still like to eat seafood in the end?
The Second Bandit Brigade is a team composed of powerful evolvers with a very high average level. In other words, no matter how much supplies they bring, they are not enough to eat. They don’t have to rely on the sea to eat.
"The Master said: White meat is not meat, red meat is meat!"
"What's so delicious about crabs..."
"Oh! Boss lady, you are too perfunctory. You have finally come to the boat once, why don't you leave some good memories for the sisters~"
Lin Chou: "???"
So what should I leave behind... to be happy...
Lin Haimin simply let Lai Lai play dead and Leng Han said calmly,
"We'll be ashore in a few hours, won't we? You won't starve to death if we return to Mingguang to eat."
Someone whispered quietly,
"Maybe... I can go crazy..."
Everyone in Mingguang knows that the proprietress’s cooking is delicious and powerful. Captain, you didn’t say that first come first served, captain, you actually banned the people from the Second Bandit Brigade from going to Yanhui Mountain!
I'm afraid that the sisters will vote for white women... uh... cross it out and start over...
Are you afraid that the sisters will eat the King's meal or something?
Incomprehensible! Thousand-year-old iceberg!
They muttered these words in their hearts. Seeing the expressionless look on their big boss's face, if he continued, he might be beaten and run away...
Lin Chou has also been on a sea hunting boat more than once, and he has a little understanding of the market conditions on the boat.
"Can't you think of a way?"
Leng Han rubbed his eyebrows,
"It's not like you don't know the appetites of evolved people. Do you want one ship to go out on a mission and be followed by a dozen supply ships?"
Lin Chou murmured,
"Thinking about it, that scene was quite touching..."
Leng Han's pretty face was cold, his eyes were glaring, and he was bolting.
Lin Chou coughed twice quickly,
"Ouch, my bones hurt... Ouch, my legs hurt... Ouch, my duodenum hurts..."
A group of people: "..."
Haha, zero points for acting and negative points for emotional intelligence.
After a quick joke, the bright light is already in sight.
Leng Han drove non-stop to the emergency committee with beer bottles and the warlock uncle, and sent someone to escort the injured Lin Chou to Yanhui Mountain. However, at Lin Chou's request, Mimi Mimi put him in the hook
Home in the alley.
Lin Chou kicked open the small black door and emerged from the kitchen where Eryan Huishan was on the other side.
He didn't want to move at all. The sheep's contribution had lasted long enough.
"You Rong? You Rong?! Heat up the remaining pig blood soup in the thermostat and add more spicy food! Who is that? Bring up the remaining half of the jellyfish soup! Serve the rice.
!!”
When they saw Lin Chou's tattered clothes, the busty sister and Su Yourong who came in a hurry were startled.
"Shihu, what's wrong with you?"
Lin Chou nodded,
"Well, I'm swollen."
As he spoke, he uneasily pulled the gray cloak tied around his waist to prevent light leakage.
The big-breasted lady suddenly said a little unbelievably loudly,
"Boss? Are you injured? One of your bones is dislocated! Do you want me to help you pick it back up? Who can hurt you??"
Looking at her expression, it was obvious that the "surprise" that was about to overflow was much more than any other kind of emotion.
Lin Chou: "..."
I suddenly want to deduct my salary, what should I do, but it’s so uncomfortable that I can’t deduct my salary!
"Click! Click!"
The big-breasted sister's bone-setting skills were quite good. Lin Chou had already finished it when she was still feeling very uncomfortable.
"???"
"Why did I hear two voices in a row? Please tell me this is an illusion."
Su Yourong's little head was nodding up and down very diligently.
"Uh-huh, just one sound~"
Lin Chou was silent, "Yourong, you stretched out two fingers."
Su Yourong stuck out his tongue: "..."
The busty lady is very confident,
"Of course it's two. If the bone becomes crooked, it needs to be broken and reattached. This is common sense!"
Then he tilted his face to one side, moved his lips and muttered silently,
"Hey, the newly grown bones are very crunchy and feel really good."
Lin Chou rubbed his eyebrows crazily - how about giving her some salary in the future?
Su Yourong held a huge bowl of heated pig blood soup and put it on the table. She pinched her earlobes with her little hands and jumped on the spot.
"Hiss, it's so hot, so hot..."
Lin Chou breathed a sigh of relief, the savior was finally here, it smelled so good!
"Snoring..."
"Um?"
"Pfft!~!"
Lin Moumou's pupils dilated for a moment, big drops of sweat fell down on his forehead, and his lips were bright red as if they were dripping blood.
"Water...cough cough cough...water...I have room for you...how many chili peppers did you put in..."
The spiciness of fresh devil's pepper is as sharp as the tip of a needle, poking Lin full of holes.
Su Yourong saw that the situation was not good and timidly stretched out a finger.
Lin Chou roared,
"A spoonful? Absolutely no way!"
Su Yourong stretched out a second finger even more timidly,
"Two, two bowls, wet tiger."
Lin Chou took a spoon and stirred it up in the bowl. Hey guys, the faint red under the emotional bowl wasn't pig blood at all, it was just crushed chili peppers? (To be continued)