Why don't you have a normal person on board?

Chapter 210 Captain's Great Crisis!
On the way back, he took off the tentacles of the king squid that had been grilled on the grill. Tong Qiu took a bite, chewed the taste of the tentacles, and then stuck out his tongue, "Why is it tasteless?"

"Maybe there is something wrong with your tongue." The quack doctor who was mainly in charge of cooking handed one of the tentacles to the fake monk. "Anyway, I added all the seasonings that can be added. If it doesn't taste, I can't help it."

Tong Qiu asked, "What did you add?"

"I added anti-inflammatory drugs, formalin, ethanol..."

"Wait," Tong Qiu interrupted him, "You added all these things, can this stuff still be eaten?"

The quack gave him a look.

"Aren't you eating?"

Tong Qiu didn't bother to say anything anymore, he walked to the deck and looked at the sky covered by oppressive clouds in the far distance.

His current goal is very simple, after hunting the debt terror, give the crew a short rest time, and then challenge to break through the storm disaster, and simply break the records of other survivors.

After coming out of the storm disaster, return to the No. [-] sheltered port, wait for the descendant of the evil god to descend, then kill it, and complete the task that only you can accept.

Well, it's a perfect arrangement, the time is tight, and there are basically no problems.

"Very good." Stuffing the cut tentacles into his mouth and swallowing, Tongqiu had already made all kinds of preparations, wishing he could rush into the disaster immediately.

"Now, I will bring you a little shock of the madhouse!"

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Safe Harbor No. [-].

Big Bird walked around the bar.

Neon-colored lights flicker inside the bar, disco balls hang from the ceiling, and eerie lights emanate from the dim surroundings.

All kinds of people are walking back and forth in it, but the clothes are not suitable for all ages, and they belong to the kind that need to wear mosaics when they appear on the stage.

These people enjoy the feeling of touching each other, and from time to time they utter words or onomatopoeias such as "Yeah", "Baby", "Baby", "Oh", "Uh-huh", "cool".

In short, highlight a psychedelic.

At the bar counter of the bar, two men in deep V dresses with a lot of hair on their chests were sitting on two chairs close to each other, and even the shape of the chairs at the bar counter didn't look quite right.

"Have you seen the ship that broke the record recently?" The man with green hair shook the wine glass filled with ice cubes in his hand, the light reflected on the surface of the ice cube, shining like stars, "what's it called... Farewell Earth? This buddy has already rushed to a distance of 400 meters, which is amazing."

The man with dyed red hair nodded, and poured a mouthful of spirits into his mouth, "It's amazing, but he broke the record of the legendary madhouse, do you think everyone is the same as you? Don't even dare to go in ?”

"Madhouse? Let me think about it... is it 2000 meters? Although there is only a 400-meter gap, the gap is quite large. After all, the further you go, the weaker the protection that the core of the horror can provide. At the current level, within 3000 meters should be the limit, right?"

Hongmao sneered, stretched out his somewhat moist index finger, and shook it slightly, "No, no, no, 3000 meters is definitely not the limit. Do you know what level the strongest group of survivors are now? 3000 meters ? As long as they are willing, 5000 to [-] meters may be their limit! Although at this limit, the integrity of their ships may only be in single digits, but it is absolutely possible!"

Although the red hair is drinking, his expression is very serious, "You may not know, there have been survivors who have made predictions, and it is very easy to reach [-] meters as long as you spend more than ten Terror cores. "

"More than a dozen horror cores?" Green hair's eyes were about to pop out. "It's very difficult to kill a single horror now. Ten more? Do you think it's a wholesale market to buy vegetables?"

"Theory, who knows? What if someone really collects more than a dozen horror cores and uses them to rush [-] meters? It's not sure~ and it seems that enough horrors have been killed, and the storm disaster around the core boss will also be destroyed." It will weaken, as long as you are willing to spend a little time, you will be able to get in touch with the core boss soon!"

Lumao whispered, "This has to wait until the Year of the Monkey?"

"Currently the best result in breaking through the disaster: 2.6 kilometers, the remaining distance: 497.4 kilometers, achieved by: Viking, please continue to work hard."

Said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao will be here, the two were just wondering if someone would try to break the record again, but they didn't expect to appear so soon.

Hongmao said, "I don't know where this brother can go."

Lumao replied, "Let's open, I think 3000 meters."

"I bet 100 meters. If I lose, I will be below."

"Okay, that's what you said."

"I said that every time, but it turned out that I was not on top."

"Tch, just wait."

After the two talked, they looked forward to some new achievements from the Viking.

However, the silence lasted for a full 2 ​​minutes, and the Viking did not bring everyone better results.

"Alas..." In the well-lit bar, someone sighed, seemingly expressing regret for this warrior who had the courage to challenge but failed; or, because no one brought new hope to everyone, And feel lost.

The red hair smiled helplessly, and raised the wine glass in his hand to the green hair.

Lumao understood what he meant, and also raised his own wine glass, and the two wine glasses collided in the air.

"I'm still on top."

"it is good."

Just when the two decided on each other's positions, a scream broke out from the originally depressed crowd in the bar.

"Fuck!"

Everyone saw a new round of things that appeared in their field of vision.

"Currently the best result in breaking through the disaster: 2.7 kilometers, the remaining distance: 497.3 kilometers, the person who achieved it: Madhouse, please continue to work hard."

"Currently the best result in breaking through the disaster: 2.9 kilometers, the remaining distance: 497.1 kilometers, the person who achieved it: Madhouse, please continue to work hard."

Those four familiar words, the madhouse number!

The ship that once killed millions of sea drakes in hunting activities and set a record of 2000 meters in the first storm disaster.

It's here again!

And this momentum...

It seems that 3000 meters is far from their limit!

"Currently the best result in breaking through the disaster: 3 kilometers, the remaining distance: 497 kilometers, the person who achieved it: Madhouse, please continue to work hard."

Reached 3000 meters!

A new limit!
"Open the market!" Lu Mao hurriedly said, "I bet he can reach 4000 meters! If you lose, just poke me!"

The red hair roared and slapped the bar table, "Damn it, I bet him 500 meters!"

Hearing the movement on their side, the people in the bar were attracted to this ridiculous bet.

"I bet 800 meters! If I lose, I will let everyone deal with it today!"

"I bet 100 meters! If I lose, I will become a cat girl!"

"I bet 11 four meters. If I lose, I will go to the hot dance club to spend!"

"If you want to go, just say it!"

"Damn it, I'm betting that he will rush to 5000 meters! If the madhouse reaches 5000 meters, I'll chop off my own head!"

Of course, at this time, Tongqiu definitely didn't know that shelter No. [-], or even other shelters, had already started this carnival. The only thing he knew was that he was in danger now.

The danger is not storms or marine life from outside.

Rather, it comes from things that I have been ignoring all the time.

The paper in the toilet... was hidden by him last time.

There is no paper in the current toilet!

This kind of crisis is much more terrifying than the manic storm outside!
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