Zhou Chen silently held the rope in his hand, allowing the silver shark to continue to struggle and resist.

Until the silver shark's resistance gradually weakened, and even acquiesced to the existence of the rope in front of him.

Zhou Chen knew that although his method was not a good method, it had succeeded.

None of the silver sharks noticed what was happening around them, and none of them objected to the rope tied behind their companions.

They just rushed to eat as usual, but gave up as if nothing was going to happen before they were about to bite their companions.

Everything was so weird, everything was so incomprehensible, that Zhou Chen once again remembered Morris's appearance.

Some emaciated, some old, blonde Morris, mysteriously resembling an old madman in the human world.

However, Zhou Chen soon remembered another existence, the Silver Shark Warrior who always guarded him and never gave up.

Elder Zuo, yes.

Zhou Chen didn't even know Elder Zuo's name, but he knew that the silver shark was a powerful warrior who was trapped in a sea of blood, but was still able to maintain clarity.

He died on his way back to the Silver Shark Tribe from the sea where the food was.

Died in the mouth of a well-camouflaged, really reef-like rockfish in the ocean.

Its body is broken in two, and it usually falls to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish, and it usually gets stuck in the mouth of the stonefish, trying to swallow it.

The moment it lost it, several glowing stones that it had held in its mouth fell out weakly.

Just like that soldier, who longed and looked forward to his wife and children at home, he died quietly...

Thinking back to this scene, Zhou Chen closed his eyes a little weakly, and then exhaled deeply, so that his hands were unconsciously forced.

The tethered silver shark seemed to have once again discovered the rope on its body, but soon, it remained calm again.

There is no consciousness, no wisdom, it is just a mess, and even the knife around his neck can't be seen clearly.

However, Zhou Chen, who thought of this, couldn't help but think of more places.

Is it that he is just the fish that swims around and can't swim in this ocean in the eyes of Morris.

Isn't it, on his neck, there is also a sword held by Morris?

The old hatred was once again strongly and irrepressibly awakened from Zhou Chen's heart by Morris.

Whatever the reason, it only takes to go back to the moment when Morris inexplicably sent people to hunt him down, and they were destined to be no longer the way.

"You're damned!"

Zhou Chen thought silently, as if to comfort himself with a firm will, but also like a declaration of unswerving indefatigability in this life.

But whether Morris is supporting the Sea Clan, or is there some other deeper scheme.

Zhou Chen had already decided that he had to kill back to the Silver Shark Tribe and kill that island, and then.

Kill the blonde and blue-eyed Terran who has been standing behind the scenes, never showing up easily, but who has hands and eyes.

This was the first time he had made up his mind to kill the first Terran, whether it was righteous or not.

In this world where everything seems so strange, the only one who can convict Zhou Chen is himself.

However, the only person who can rescue Zhou Chen from the abyss and return to the human race is himself.

"Since I want to return to the human race so hard, but you want to kill me through the hands of those ocean fish, then, you don't deserve to die, who deserves to die?"

After all, Zhou Chen was just a person who was suddenly reincarnated and reborn for some reason.

Therefore, in the face of such a major decision, he began to constantly persuade himself and strengthen himself.

But what Xing Zhou Chen didn't know was whether this firm idea was for himself or for the dead soldier.

Or is it a pair of eyes full of yearning and longing for family affection and bloodline continuation?

He didn't know, 2580 didn't know, Morris didn't know, sea creatures didn't know, no one knew.

There is only one thing, Zhou Chen knows, is this matter itself really just?

No, not at all.

Even though marine fish have begun to change like never before, they have not yet become an individual in their own right.

If it is not an individual, there is no law in the existing sense, and it comes from respect and protection for the individual.

Zhou Chen treats marine creatures, and he can let his preferences kill until he is soft, kill until the blood river drifts, and kill until the sky is dark.

But he is human, his past life was human, and his future is human.

Because of this, even he had hated the young man who tried to set up a trap for dolphins and then sold them to land.

He just let that young man endure the judgment of fate on the boundless ocean.

It's just that when he continued to strengthen his confidence, he even hunted a silver shark to prove his idea.

2580, who was far away in the base, just looked at the data in front of him in despair.

Sometimes it's like a flower, sometimes it's like rain, sometimes it's like a sea, sometimes it's like a mountain, but it's not like a clear mess of data.

"How is it possible, how is it possible ... Why is this happening, why is this happening..."

It seemed to be crying, as if it was laughing, and the scribbled portrait on the light curtain experienced unprecedented frustration.

It is the No. 2580 super core, which is a high-end technology developed by the top scientists in the human world before the catastrophe.

The basis of all this has really made it discover something that is easy to spot the ear.

For example, the box jellyfish is actually dead in its brain domain, and it even stinks like a puddle of stagnant water.

However, it didn't find anything other than that, not even the whole jellyfish was cut into slices.

The problem is that although the box jellyfish is dead, its limbs and other tissue cells are still alive.

"What the hell, what the hell, are you going to do Plants vs. Zombies again!"

It kept venting its anger and constantly complaining about its unwillingness, but even so, it still failed.

There is no doubt that it is facing the challenge of cutting-edge biotechnology from later generations, and as a result, it has become an old man who has not been connected to the world.

Of course, it may not be its fault that it was defeated, but look no further, it once proudly praised itself as high-end technology.

It is proud, not inferior, withdrawn. At the same time, it is also a high-end technology integration with strong confidence.

But then, for the powerlessness of the data in front of it, it made it deeply understand what it means to be powerless.

It curled up on its legs, cowering at the edge of the light curtain like a feeble child, and even turning itself into an invisible dot.

Only in this environment can it feel a little calmer, and feel the protection of its own father before the catastrophe.