It was a middle-aged man with a good appearance, black hair and black eyes, but strange yellow skin, who looked slightly thin!
"Nihao---"
"Well, what's wrong with you? You're so stubborn ---" The man carefully manipulated his crab claws and moved them to his neck.
There was a strange device stuck to his neck. He tapped the device several times before finally speaking: "Test, test. Can you hear what I say clearly?"
"...I heard you very clearly, your translator is working normally." King Arthur replied: "Therefore, stop waving your damn arms in front of me. Those big pincers look too much like weapons, which will make me uncomfortable."
My knights are uneasy."
"Oh, I'm sorry." As expected, the man stopped.
"Now tell me, who are you and where do you come from?"
The man looked at the King of Knights and understood that the King was already so wise, so he no longer held any reservations and said frankly: "Your Majesty is wise. I am from ---[Asia]---which is what you call
The [Eastern Dark Continent]---a person from the Southern Liang Kingdom. My name is... Li Daoyuan."
He said that he came from the Eastern Dark Continent!
The knights were frightened again and pulled out their weapons one after another, almost wanting to kill this visitor from the Dark Continent immediately. As far as they knew, the Dark Continent had been completely infected by Anzi, and the people from it must have died, or perhaps
Turn into some kind of dark particles to infect living creatures! Theoretically, there are no exceptions!
"Dark Continent?" King Arthur looked carefully at the appearance of this foreigner. Although the races were different and the appearance was hugely different, this middle-aged man was still a [human]. He did not seem to have lost his character due to the infection of the dark child, let alone
Become violent.
"Explain it to me." King Arthur still put safety first, and asked the question clearly first: "How did you survive in the dark continent? Are you really not infected by the dark child?"
"Oh, of course not." The man said with a slightly proud look on his face: "We have protective clothing that can isolate the erosion of [darkness]. As you can see---it is this protective clothing, [dissolvable armor]."
"Can it be devoured...armor?" The King of Knights tasted the wonderful pronunciation carefully. It should be a transliteration, originating from the native language of the Eastern people.
But this is a crab shell...a funny crab shell.
But it is indeed powerful. It allows a living person to hide in the molten rock and still survive after such a long time.---This alone is enough to prove the specialness of this armor.
"Okay, I believe you for the time being.---Kai?" the King of Knights turned around, "quickly contact my prime minister Merlin. Let him do a detailed physical examination of this man. If he lied to us,
Let him die badly---"
"Yes, Your Majesty." Kai, the Knight of the Round Table, turned around and made a call to contact Prime Minister Merlin. While the call was still being dialed, he turned around and looked at the man again: "Can't you eat it? What a pity."
"
"I'm not a crab, please don't eat me, thank you!" Li Daoyuan said helplessly: "And there is no problem with my IQ and there is no need to repair it."
It turned out that the other party heard everything he said before. Kai stuck out his tongue in embarrassment.
At the same time, there was a cargo ship bound for Great Britain.
"Let's all sit down." Tristan sat down on the frost-covered chairs. Apparently he thought the tables and chairs in the ship's restaurant were too dirty and wanted to add a [bacteria barrier] himself.
The tables and chairs covered with frost do look a lot more pleasing to the eye. But...?
Everyone in Bedivere looked at each other, wondering whether they should sit on those frosty chairs. But there was not much time, and the sashimi could not be eaten without eating it. The werewolf still mustered up the courage, took the lead and sat down, and talked with
Tristan sat facing each other.
Fortunately, it's not as cold as expected. This is a kind of high-temperature ice made by magic, and its freezing point should be above zero.
"No problem, it's not cold." The werewolf waved to his friends: "Please sit down."
"I hope it doesn't stick my butt to the chair." Albert sat down doubtfully.
"Haha, a few years ago, I would still do such vulgar pranks. But now? No. I won't be so childish." Tristan smiled disapprovingly.
A fork made of ice appeared out of thin air in his hand, probably due to the shaping magic. He used the fork to stab a piece of sashimi on the first plate, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed: "As agreed, I
Eat it first to test the poison. If I don’t die, you can eat it with confidence."
He justifiably tested the poison and started eating first. He tried one plate after another, choosing the best fish fillet from each plate to eat. The white snowflake fish fillet slowly slid into the mouth of the fish-man prince.
Everyone was greedy after seeing it.
When Tristan finished the last piece of fish on the plate, Albert couldn't wait to pick up his fork.
"Wait a minute! It will take one minute for the puffer fish to become poisonous!" Ivan warned from the side.
"I don't care if it's poisonous or not! I can't wait to eat it first!" Albert forked a piece of fish and stuffed it into his mouth.
Chew, chew. The initial sweetness comes from the elegant orchid-like aroma.
Chew, chew. The fish meat melts on the tip of your tongue like ice and snow.
This is the highest-grade fish in the world, and it happens to be the best time to eat it. Its meat is tender and smooth, sweet but not thick, and fat but not greasy. Ordinary meat cannot compare with it.
Chew, chew. Line by line, layer by layer, the muscle fibers of the fish are broken between the tiger's teeth, overflowing, and the meat juice oozes out.
It combines smoothness and chewiness, and is elastic without sticking to the teeth. It is tougher than gummy candy, yet softer than pudding. This is an indescribable and delicate chewing feeling full of infinite texture.
Chew, chew, swallow. The moment the fish meat slides into the throat, infinite deliciousness and aroma explode in the throat. It is not only the sound of nature like a bird caressing people, but also the sound of battle trumpet like the march of thousands of troops. It has an elegant taste.
Combined with the strong deliciousness, it is like the clear sound of the forest accompanied by tens of thousands of people singing in unison!
"Woo---" The tiger finished eating the first piece, and his tears kept falling down.
This is delicious food! For the first time in his life, Albert felt that he was living so fully.
This is life! Eating pig food that is worse than chaff may fill people's stomachs, but it will not allow people to truly understand [survival].
The real excitement of survival comes from the encounter with divine food! Even if you can only eat some things once in your life, even if it makes you bankrupt and die without a burial, you won't want to miss it!
This is exactly what Albert is thinking at the moment. Being able to eat such delicious food, even if he is going to die of poison in the next second, it is all worth it!
"Hmm... very good." Bedivere also pretended to be calm, but kept devouring the food. The whole meal process was very silent, because people were busy eating and had no time to talk to others.
Just when you thought that more than 300 fish could definitely suffocate this group of people, they wiped out most of the fish in an instant.
"It's great, I've never eaten such delicious fish in my life!" Little Hal sighed after he had regained his breath after eating, his face flushed with happiness.
"Haha, the quality of this fish is indeed good, and I ate it at the right time." Tristan breathed a sigh of relief. Even though he was full, he still leaned back on the chair to rest gracefully.
"I want the last piece." Albert took a forkful of the snow-white fish meat and stuffed it into his mouth. His eagerness and greed did not look like he was full at all, even though his belly was seriously bulging.
He has been betrayed.
"Fortunately, there is only so much fish, otherwise ---" The werewolf looked at the tiger's still dissatisfied expression: "If you continue to eat, your belly will really burst."
"Hiccup." Albert burped, and it was difficult to even speak: "My business... is none of your business!"
This kid will definitely get gastroenteritis, just wait and see. The werewolf secretly cast a vicious curse in his heart.
"Okay." Tristan rested for a while and suddenly laughed sinisterly: "I have invited you to dinner, so today's rudeness is over. Please give me your advice in the future."
But his appearance was not so friendly, and he did not have the attitude of wanting to "give more advice" to Bedivere at all.
What else does the other party want to do? The werewolf told himself intuitively.
"By the way, do you want another dessert?" Sure enough, Tristan took the next step.
"Your Highness, what else do you want?" The werewolf frowned and asked tentatively: "Even if it's just for today, can't we coexist peacefully?"
"We will live in peace and fairness. I don't want to destroy this broken ship."
"So---"
The insidiousness and ferocity on Tristan's face were even more obvious: "I won't fight with you, but --- let's make a bet, okay?"
"Bet?" The werewolf had a more ominous premonition.
"Ivan, bring up the plate of things." Tristan ordered.
What was coming came anyway. The werewolf looked at the half-dragon young man with confusion as he brought another plate from the kitchen, and kept muttering in his mind, wondering what kind of medicine Tristan was selling in the gourd.
The delicately carved bracelet on the plate was entirely made by Tristan's ice shaping technique, and it was engraved with reliefs of dragons and waves.
It was so exquisite that it still showed incomparable nobility and elegance under the vulgar lights of the cargo ship restaurant. The werewolf knew that this thing would be destroyed soon due to the disappearance of the magic effect, and he couldn't help but secretly sigh in his heart.
Through the crystal-like lid of this plate, you can see something small in the plate. Ivan carefully lifted the lid and revealed the contents of the plate to everyone.
The thing was only about the size of a mung bean, and there were two of them, in a perfect spherical shape. They were as black as ink fountains, but there was a pure golden halo on the surface, as luxurious as black gold.
Is this...roe?
There are only two, maybe they are extremely precious fish roes.
The werewolf swallowed his saliva. Everyone present swallowed their saliva. The little black panther Hal couldn't help but stretched out his hand, but was stopped by Ivan: "Don't move, it's very dangerous."
"Is this?" The werewolf glanced at Tristan in confusion.
"This is the roe of the ice-sea puffer fish." Tristan explained calmly: "As seen, it is very rare."
Rare? As long as the season is right, there are tens of thousands of roes in a female fish. How can it be rare?
"Maybe you didn't understand what I said." Tristan saw the confusion on the werewolf's face, "This thing is indeed not rare---it's poisonous."
However, among the roes of ice-sea puffer fish, one in a million is non-toxic. I was lucky enough to find this one among the 180 puffer fish I just processed. It is non-toxic.
roe."
"You're talking about one..." Bedivere looked at the two fish roes in front of him.
"That is to say, one of them is non-toxic and edible, while the other one is highly toxic, enough to kill people tens of millions of times." Tristan laughed maliciously: "Non-toxic ice
Puffer fish roe is the most delicacy in the world. There is almost no delicacy in the world that can compare with it. This mere roe is worth 100 million Icelandic gold coins."
This sky-high price frightened everyone present.
In front of them lay a grain of concentrated gold, a black gold egg worth 100 million.
"However, the other roe is terrifying." Tristan sneered: "Ice sea puffer fish only lay eggs in the corners near the icebergs. Even fish at sea dare not approach these highly poisonous roes."
Once one of the poisonous roes breaks, its toxicity dissolves into the water, enough to kill all fish in a large area of the sea.
We Icelanders have seen it a lot: when you see thousands of fish carcasses floating in the sea near the iceberg, the poisonous sea will be shrouded in death within three months. Before the highly toxic nature degrades, you don’t want to
Get close to it."
Is just one small fish roe so poisonous? The werewolf stared at the two small fish roes in front of him with wide eyes.
One pill is non-toxic, sky-high price, and the most delicious thing in the world;
The other pill is the most powerful poison in the world that can kill people tens of thousands of times.
One is heaven and the other is hell. The two roes are so close together that it is impossible to tell them apart.
The werewolf had already vaguely guessed what tricks the other party wanted to play.
"Now, who is that?---"
"Bedivere," the werewolf repeated.
"Yes...Mr. Bedivere." Tristan looked at the werewolf with a malicious smile: "Do you dare to make a bet with me? Let's take one of each of these two roes. The lucky one
You can enjoy the most delicious food in the world, and the one who is unlucky
------He can still enjoy the most delicious food in the world, but in the next half minute, he will go to hell."
That's right! Tristan spent a lot of money to buy fish and cook it himself. He went through such a big circle just for this moment!
This is a very fair, one-on-one life and death duel.
It's not a pair of fists, but just a tongue; it's not strength, but luck!
The werewolf was actually looking forward to this scene. This was the Tristan he knew, a boy who was really cruel but fair.
However, being treated like this still made Bedivere extremely sad: "Do you really want to play so hard? His Royal Highness Prince Tristan of the Kingdom of Iceland?"
"That's a matter of course." Tristan looked at the werewolf coldly: "You humiliated me in public, Mr. Werewolf Bedivere. This revenge must be avenged. And I have thought about it, the sooner I get revenge, the better. Life is short.
, who knows whether you will suddenly have a heart attack and die in the next second? Wouldn’t that be advantageous to you? "
Bedivere was unhappy: "Oh yes, I'm so weak that I seem to have a heart attack and die at any time. ---And why do you think I would bet this with you?"
------Who would be stupid enough to gamble with his life?
The fishman prince laughed: "Because, you have no choice."