Doomsday Pavilion

Lin Chou held a few long, strangely shaped big crooked sons, and said to Leng.

"Do you drive one?"

Leng Han blinked,

"I... want the biggest one, yes, the round one!"

Sagong measured the shells on both sides and suddenly came over.

"Give me a chant...I think you are big-headed-and, sister Leng, the old fisherman said that the stranger the shape is to have a good pearl, that big guy is too round. "

Leng Han said stubbornly,

"No, shells and pearls can be big, otherwise, where do pearls grow?"

For this reason, Sikong shrugged and could only silently wish Leng Han a large pearl that could fill a shell.

Huang Dashan is also very shameless and close, weighing it twice in his hand, and knocking it professionally.

"Just lived for ten years-I drove!"

Speaking of, the average lifespan of black butterfly shells before the cataclysm was more than 30 years. As for after the cataclysm-don't know, no one cares about this.

"Crack."

Ya's crushed the shell directly, and the slimy shellfish and mucus flowed all over the floor, which was very disgusting.

A few finger-sized pearls were shaken out, Shan Ye snorted.

"It should be able to sell four to five hundred circulation points~"

Throw it to the little maid who has been following her,

"Here, take it back and make a mask."

"Ah, thank you Shan Ye!"

Sikong rubbed his hands,

"Also take other people's things as favors, hey, look at this one of mine, go with you."

The knife separated the shells, and the crop in the middle of the irregular shells was cut, and a deep purple pearl the size of a thumb was in the mucus, which was colorful.

"Hey, this color and roundness are pretty good."

After Qin Wuyong twisted the pearls for identification, he said,

"Top-grade, very rare top-grade, can be made into jewelry, and if it is sold now, it will probably cost a thousand less circulation points to get it."

One thousand circulation points, emmmm, put here in Sikong is about equal to...

Sikong took it and took a look, and threw it into the crowd. Numerous cat-eared girls clamored for competition.

"Wasting time-Linzi, it's up to you."

Lin Mei said,

"Look at this handsome guy, he's handsome and lucky, here it comes~"

"Dididi"

A series of sound of landing, dozens of black pearls, the largest than the size of a bean, rolled on the ground of the floating island.

Lin Chou opened his mouth in astonishment.

"I... rely on..."

Sikong said,

"It seems that your appearance... is not very reliable..."

Lin Chou was speechless.

Over there, Leng Han opened his shell silently, an unspeakable stench permeated.

Leng Han frowned,

"It seems to have been dead for a long time... but what is this?"

She fumbled out a strangely rendered ring from the shell, and froze there.

Qin Wuyong took over and rubbed hard, and said in a harsh voice,

"Gold, this is a big gold bracelet that was popular before the cataclysm. There should be two or two, and the patterns and trademarks are still there... Liuguifu's."

Everyone looked at each other and couldn't say a word.

Perhaps this is so special, it is the preference of fate!

Shan Ye blurted out,

"Lieutenant General Leng, I think... you can try Lin Chou's crock pot chicken. Really, you are guaranteed to have a pleasant surprise. If Sanhuang doesn't give a face, you can just choke it to death and let the forest stew."

Leng Han said, not interested in gold, so he threw it to Lin Chou.

"Go eat another day."

Well, after all, people who are cold will carry a few cubic meters of "fine gold" as a weapon. Although fine gold has nothing to do with gold, it is worth hundreds of times higher after all, a little gold, even Adding heads is not counted, and Leng Han himself has no special concept of money.

Lin Choushun put up the bracelet, and thought of what he had just seen (or a strange change of topic, who knows),

"I saw an old sea snake just now. I went to get it. I don't know what species it is. It looks delicious."

Everyone said,

"I'll go fishing for crabs."

"I dive and catch lobsters."

"I fish for scallops."

"I pry oysters!"

Master Sagong could neither dive nor help. After rolling his eyes, he said to Captain Cat's ears,

"Go, take down all our fireworks, and let them go right after dark!"

Captain Cat's ears responded softly.

"Yes, Master...but, we have a lot of ingredients on board, don't you want to use it?"

Sikong said,

"This group of guys...someone who plays and eats that, you can go back to the boat and eat in a while, don't waste it, let them toss on their own."

"Yes~"

Although he is not an evolutionary who adapts to naval warfare, in terms of the physique of this group of people, diving for five minutes or eight minutes is a trivial matter, and a lot of seafood will be brought up in a short while.

Qin Wuyong said,

"There are too many messy things below, I don't know, I can only pick up the big, familiar ones."

Lin Chou was holding a colorful sea snake,

"What's the use of knowing? Do you know it? Does it know you? How can you know that you can't eat if you haven't eaten it?"

Qin Wuyong blinked,

"...I was speechless."

Lin Chou took the cutting board that Mao Erniang had brought over, said thank you by the way, and scared the two maids and ran away.

Lin Chou was startled,

"Am I that scary..."

Sikong was speechless, referring to Lin Chou,

"If you don't carry a six-meter-long toothy snake while you are talking, you will look a little amiable."

Lin Chou suddenly,

"I'll just say it!"

"Duh~"

The head of the snake was separated, two bloody children.

Lin Chou asked with a smile,

"Do you think this is better?"

There was a terrible scream.

"..."

Lin Chou couldn't understand the values ​​of these little girls, and muttered.

"Look at it when you are alive, it is called a snake, with its teeth and claws; after death, it is called a food, honestly...what's scary.

Sikong patted Lin Chou on the shoulder,

"Is that why you are single?"

Lin Chou stared, glanced around, and saw more than two hundred pairs of cat ears and long-legged maid costumes all over the world.

"This is the reason you are single!"

Sikong choked.

"I..."

"grass..."

Lin Chou smiled slightly,

"Oh right, don't you think that this lineup is just average?"

Sikong looked at Lin Chou suspiciously, and after making sure that he had nothing to do, he curled his lips.

"That's it, I've been like this since I was a child, and I'm used to it."

The words are full of vicissitudes of seeing through the red world,

"Visual fatigue, it all looks the same, nothing new."

Lin Chou's mouth popped out,

"And it's not as good as Bai Su Ren, right?"

"Yes... eh? What do you mean?!"

Everyone laughed,

"Damn, I don't see it, Lin Zi, this kid is broken!"

"This wave of induction can only be said to be very spiritual."

"I seem to smell... the smell."