I have a zoo

"Raise Gu worms!"

Put some powerful insects in a narrow space and let them bite, eventually producing the most powerful insect.

This process is called raising Gu.

"Chen Yang, don't think about it. The world is big. If you want to get it, you have to take risks. There is no free lunch in the world. It is everywhere."

Just as Chen Yang's mood was getting heavier, the voice of the Great Sage popped up in Chen Yang's mind.

The blood of the Great Sage is the same as Chen Yang, and he can naturally perceive Chen Yang's emotions.

From the previous questioning by Chen Yang, he was also aware of the weirdness of things, but now they, even if they knew something, couldn't resist.

Without strength, it is a bug in the process of being raised.

"call!"

Chen Yang cleared all the uneasy thoughts in his heart, and a warm current surged through his chest.

Peace of mind, like an old monk entering concentration.

"Crab poet, secret things, don't worry, let me ask you a question first, have you ever seen a tortoise in this world?" 398 novel www.398xs.com

Now, the most important thing for Chen Yang is to find the supreme race in the mouth of the Great Sage, as his source beast.

"Hahaha, it's a coincidence. My secret is related to tortoises, but I have told you so much, you should answer my question, otherwise, I will rot in my stomach. ."

The crab poet knocked his head with big tongs.

There is no way, the crab's head and belly are connected together.

"Um... Master Crab, writing poems is simple and easy to say, and difficult to say, but you are as talented as you are like Master Crab. Oh no, it's a crab, and naturally it is a poem. In my opinion, everything you say is the most philosophical poetry in the world."

Chen Yang was ignorant of his conscience and praised the crab waving two large tongs.

The crab froze slightly and blinked a few times.

"Hahaha, it really is my confidant, what you said is really right, it is in line with my self-recognition, in that case, I will tell you this secret!"

The sky is big, it is better to praise big.

Under Chen Yang's sweet words, the crab poet obviously forgot to walk sideways, a little lightly.

"Listen thoroughly!"

Chen Yang's heart moved, not in vain to flatter him so hard, and finally got the answer he wanted.

"In this world, you see those seawaters, they are all fake, but in the depths of the ocean, there is a huge maze called the Palace of the Deep Sea. Inside the Palace of the Deep Sea, there is an old man Turtle, I don’t know if it’s what you were looking for. Anyway, I have lived in this world for many years, and I haven’t seen any other tortoises."

"The Palace of the Deep Sea?"

Chen Yang frowned slightly as he looked at the vast sea in front of him.

"The Palace of the Deep Sea, in other words, is the core of this world. If you want to go, go to the inner shell girl in the coconut grove. There may be clues there."

"Shell girl?"

Chen Yang curled his lips.

In his mind, there was a girl's figure with a beautiful face, but there was indeed a huge shell on the back.

"Oh, Shell Girl is the most beautiful person in our world. You can only enter the Palace of the Deep Sea if you go to her and ask for some pearls to avoid water."

The crab poet seems to have a longing for the shell girl. When talking about the shell girl, Chen Yang can perceive her love.

For this, Chen Yang can only sigh with emotion.

"Love across species!"

However, thinking about it carefully, in the history of China, love across species is not uncommon.

The most famous are the White Snake Empress and Xu Xian, who have simply become models of love in China's thousands of years of history.

"Crab poet, let's find the shell girl first."

Chen Yang removed the stone blocking the crab hole, got up and walked towards the coconut grove in the middle of the island.

"Remember, Shell Girl is very kind, don't scare her!"

Behind Chen Yang, the crab poet was still waving his huge pliers and shouting heartbreakingly.

"I have a bunch of flowers, I hope to give you, I have a word, I hope to say to you, although I am a crab, but I love you deeply..."

The crab poet sings his own poems, facing the sea, reading aloud.