The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2719 This sea is truly a vast sea!
To date, there are only two types of people who are qualified to calmly reason with Li Cang, this anthropomorphic creature who kicks and rolls along the track and then forcibly tries to find fault with it, calling it a succubus: one is someone like Instructor Rao, and the other is a human.

The mischievous kid probably doesn't have much of a concept of what he picked up. This thing is probably worth some money, but the only minor drawback is that it might be a little difficult to cash it out.

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Li Cang was suddenly thrown into a snakeskin bag made of some unknown material. The raw, pungent smell of seafood mixed with brains and urine from the tanned leather hit him like a floodgate opening.

"Oi!"

Li Cang only shouted half a sentence before hastily stopping. Between snake skin and losing face, the Mage believed he had found a relatively decent superposition state.

Outside the snakeskin bag, people were scattered in twos and threes. The tide surged like glaciers, and the sea breeze caressed the smoke from cooking fires, creating a subtle and peaceful scene that calmed the mind.

This scene seems familiar.

"Wow~"

Suddenly, the snakeskin bag was opened, and the rough, stubble-faced face of a burly man with dark red skin came into view.

The two stared at each other for at least forty or fifty seconds.

The burly man slammed the bag shut again, then a few seconds later, he opened it with another slam. His lips trembled, and his eyes seemed to be fixed on his great-grandmother, or perhaps Huang San's great-grandmother. This seven-foot-tall man, who rarely shed tears, forced out a question in a strained voice, like a young girl whose virginity had just been deflowered: "Have you eaten?"

Li Cang: "No."

The burly man, trembling, pulled one-ninth of Li Cang from the snakeskin bag, then used his rear to push the brat seven or eight meters away: "Hehe...hehe. The kid doesn't know any better."

His eyes searched for a flat, large rock, and he hurriedly swept it clean with his clothes, then shoved the snakeskin bag over it and shoved it into Li Cang's head.

thump.

It fell over.

"Oh my god." Cold sweat immediately started streaming down the big man's forehead and temples. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. Ah, how about I help you out?"

Li Cang was also in despair: "I think your fish basket is perfectly fine."

"Alright, alright!" The big man quickly straightened Li Cang's spine and tucked it inside, his chin resting on the edge of the long basket. "Um...you...take a look at the scenery first, I'll go cook you a couple of dishes?"

He... well... actually didn't forget about that.

“ε=(ο｀*))), This sea is truly vast.”

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In no time, seven or eight mischievous kids of similar age gathered around, staring at Li Cang as if he were eyeing a fruit basket brought by a visitor to the ward, constantly switching between languages ​​as they chattered away.

The magician kept a straight face the whole time, and was treated worse than a camel in a scenic area; at least that camel could kick up its heels and ask, "What are you looking at?"

A cacophony of voices: "Are you human?"

Li Cang choked for a moment: "Love you walking alone in a dark alley?"

They stared at each other, wide-eyed: "What do you mean?"

Li Cang, feeling rebuffed, sighed, "He's a man."

"You're still alive after all this? You must be a subordinate, right?" The little girl who first found Li Cang asked expectantly, "Do you have your own island to live on?"

What else could Li Cang say but nod? "They are subordinates, and they have their own island."

"See, I told you so!" The little girl surveyed her friends with a dignified and imposing gaze. The cold sea breeze seemed unable to penetrate her rough animal hide clothing, and her face was flushed red. "How big is it? Is it bigger than... um... that big island over there?"

Li Cang glanced at it, then looked away, saying with disdain, "Pretty much."

"Wow~" A chorus of "wows" could be heard.

The young woman was already standing with her hands on her hips, staring at him expectantly: "On your island, are there markets, lakes, and lots and lots of zombies?"

Li Cang nodded again: "No market, no sea, just zombies...that's a bit of a thing."

What do you feed them?

"I'll feed you."

"How long does it take to raise them to market weight? Can they be sold for a lot of money?"

"Uh"

"Nono!" A burly man with a dark red face suddenly appeared, clutching a huge frozen fish. Behind him followed several hunched-over men and women, too ashamed to look up, only daring to stealthily observe them. "Um... Cang... uh... please don't mind her. They're just children. Born after the disaster. They don't understand anything."

"Hmm," Li Cang gestured with his chin towards the dark island in the icy sea, "What's there? By the way, what's your name?"

The burly, dark-skinned man, nicknamed "Golden Ning," handed the fish to those around him to process, glanced at the icy sea, and a certain emotion flickered in his eyes: "The actual rulers of the four islands of the Ice Sea, we outsiders are under their control."

"Foreigners?"

“We are migrants from outside the island. They allow us to stay here temporarily, but we need to pay taxes regularly.”

"How many?"

"If there are no unusual tides or zombie hordes around the Ice Sea, it happens every four and a half years; if it does, it happens every ten years."

"I'm asking you what kind of tax you're paying?"

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Huang Jinning remained silent for a long time before turning his gaze to the mischievous child named Nuonuo: "She is my third child."

"Oh, it's quite cute, but a little annoying."

You're the annoying one!

"Bounce!"

"What do you mean by 'annoying'?"

Li Cang choked again, looking at the roasted fish by the fire and the soup in the hanging pot with a worried expression. Huang Jinrong quickly glared at Nuonuo: "This fish shows some signs of mutation. It's a high-grade item, which we can't keep. If you use it, it might help you recover from your injuries."

"Just a little bit is fine. If it's even slightly cooked, then it's half-cooked. I'm not picky."

"Okay, okay."

So, a pot of seafood soup and a half-cooked fish, bones and pieces of meat, were placed in front of Li Cang. The magician hesitated for half a minute before asking, "Do you think this fish is still alive enough to jump into my mouth?"

Lame jokes are ineffective; silence is deafening.

The men and women serving the fish and soup huddled awkwardly to one side, shoving each other, none of them daring to move forward. Huang Jinning gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, rolled up his dirty animal skin sleeves, went to the seaside to wash his hands, and was about to move forward when suddenly everything went black. His daughter, Nuonuo, had already broken off two fish bones and was feeding them to him, chattering away.

With just a mouth and a spine, Huang Jinning didn't even know where the food went. He didn't chew or swallow; it was gone, just like it had disappeared into the subspace.

"Hey! You refugees! Are you looking for death? What are you doing? Who gave you permission to be here?" A person with half his face covered in gray-black scales, wearing bone armor and wielding a bone spear suddenly appeared and charged towards them. A metal token at his waist jingled as he rode the boar-like beast beneath him: "Damn it! Go back to your place! Anyone who gathers to discuss matters in private will be killed!"

(End of this chapter)