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

Chapter 377 Fallen Godmother
Walking into the cabin, seeing that the upgrade progress reached 100%, Tong Qiu decisively pressed the upgrade button.

Suddenly, a roar-like sound lingered in Tongqiu's ears.

The entire hull of the ship trembled violently, and the flesh and blood hidden in the bulkhead of the ship almost dripped blood, as if it were a real creature.

Walking to the deck, Tongqiu took a look at the sail of the Madhouse. At this time, the transparent sail had completely transformed into a creation that looked no different from ordinary sails.

However, there is always something wrong with things.

Tong Qiu walked to the edge of the sail, stretched out his hand and silenced the material of the sail.

Well, it sure is human skin.

The material of the sail is human skin. Whether it is the feeling of touch, the pores and blood vessels hidden on the surface of the human skin, they are perfectly reproduced, like a large area of ​​cloth sewn from the skins of several living people.

The meridians and blood vessels can be touched, and you can feel the blood flowing in them, and you can feel the temperature of the human body on the surface of the human skin sail.

This is simply a living human skin!
In this upgrade, the biggest change is the hull of the madhouse. The previous madhouse can be distinguished from other ships except for the sails, and there is basically no difference from the hull.

But, this time is different.

This time, on the bow of the Madhouse, a huge... face grew.

The face is not normal. It should be said that it is a decoration that can be vaguely seen as a face. This face is like a face with a lot of wrinkles. The skin bag is completely collapsed, and there are wrinkles like old people. .

These wrinkles completely cover the eyes and mouth and look very ugly.

But it became the bow of the Madhouse.

And under the Madhouse, a large number of tentacles grew. They looked like barnacles attached to the bottom of a large ship. The only difference was that they could move and twisted, looking extremely disgusting.

These tentacles growing on the bottom of the Madhouse will automatically grab the surrounding marine life and devour them, so as to provide part of the energy source for the Madhouse, but Tong Qiu expresses disdain for this.

He felt that his original shit power system was invincible, and there was no need to use this crooked way to replenish energy.

The size of the ship has also been upgraded. It seems that the overall size is quite enough for the configuration of only Tongqiu and four crew members. It is about a circle larger than the Flying Dutchman in "Pirates of the Caribbean".

The main strength of the Asylum is not its size, but its quality.

With the existence of the Tree of Life, and with the blessings of the Tree of Life, Asazeus, and Dracion, the overall quality of the Madhouse is definitely far superior to all survivor ships.

Although I don't know what kind of benefits the blessings of Asagios and Drasion have brought, but the benefits are definitely there, otherwise the existence of this blessing would be meaningless if it didn't exist.

Quality, sometimes, is far more real than those things that are not used.

"Continue sailing towards Chusheng Island," Tong Qiu glanced at the two countdown timers, and gave this order, "There is not much time left."

It was only a little over a week before the half-body evil god and the natural disaster level disaster caught up. In this early week, Tongqiu had to use the eye of truth to find a way to deal with the half-body evil god.

As for the other thing, it was the announcement time of the number of the Hateful Seven.

"The messenger of the gods announced the countdown: 504 hours, 14 minutes and 35 seconds"

Tong Qiu felt a little strange.

Why did he feel that the time of the two visual countdowns seemed to be a bit wrong?
Did I really stay under the sea for that long?

Why does it feel like the time span is a bit large?
Feeling a little confused, Tong Qiu gave his last order to the quack doctor, and then walked into his lounge.

Knocking on Asazeus' bronze mirror, Tong Qiu asked, "Hey, isn't the beating of time a bit strange?"

Asazeus responded like this, "I am not responsible for this matter, why are you asking me?"

In the past, Asazeus would never have given such an answer, which also made Tongqiu vigilant, "You are not responsible for this matter? What do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

"I'm asking," Tong Qiu's eyes sharpened, "What do you mean by this sentence?"

Asazeus understood what he was asking, and said frankly: "Judging from the smell on your body, you should have had some 'intimate' contact with Dración, right? It doesn't matter if I tell you, I'm not responsible for this matter, it's as simple as that."

"Then who is in charge of the countdown?"

Azaius said he didn't know.

Tong Qiu felt a little strange.

"Speaking of which," Asazeus's words surfaced on the bronze mirror, first emerged from some kind of characters that Tongqiu could not understand at all, and then transformed into square characters that he could understand, "You and Draci After Weng's close contact, is there nothing wrong?"

"Your words are very strange. You seem to be expecting some questions from me?"

Asazeus corrected Tongqiu's words, "I do expect you to have some problems, because normal people will have some problems when facing gods, and this is normal.

"Your current state is abnormal. I don't understand why, is it just because you are a lunatic?"

Speaking of this matter, Tongqiu suddenly remembered the gaze that often fell on him when he was facing some indescribable enemies.

He also told Asazeus about this matter, but only got Asazeus' silence.

"Hey, you don't have anything to hide from me, don't tell me what you know?" Tong Qiuxu narrowed his eyes, "Be careful that I won't cooperate with you in the future."

Asazeus gave Tongqiu an unexpected answer, "No, I was surprised... Because of the look you mentioned, I might know who it is..."

"Oh? Who is it?" Tong Qiu became a little interested. He has long had objections to this look. He likes to watch his own live broadcast but doesn't reward him with gifts.
Asazeus was silent for a few seconds before replying: "You don't need to know who he is, but you only need to know his name.

"He doesn't even belong to any of the seven of us, but he does exist, and he is not an outer god.

"His name is...Fallen Godmother."

Tong Qiu was stunned for a second.

What kind of bird name is that?

(End of this chapter)