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I had to pinch it to death to prevent it from escaping, and a stream of jet-black ink spread out in the palm of my hand.

In order to be able to enjoy the delicious little octopus on the iron plate for dinner, I have to speed up, this little octopus, I can solve it in one bite.

This kind of opportunity was so rare that I decided to look for as much food as I could.

Because I suddenly realized a problem!

I didn't realize such a simple thing!

I must have a fake brain! I can't help but complain about myself!

Dry goods!

All of this, I can dry them. As my reserve food.

Whether it's kelp, oysters, oysters, marine fish, or these little octopus, I can't eat them, I can dry them!

I was so stupid! I never thought about it.

However, I picked up the kelp around me, and it was piled up into a small hill in a short time.

I also knocked out a large piece of fat oysters and small oysters, and I piled them all on the beach.

Today is destined to be a day of harvest.

Thinking that I would be able to eat them at any time in the future, the corners of my mouth couldn't help but rise slightly......

Small octopuses are not uncommon, and wherever there are rocks, there must be traces of them.

However, I also found a few different octopuses, this one is full of dots, it is more vigilant than the small octopus I caught before, and when I turn over the rocks, the dots on its body will turn conspicuously blue.

It was very fierce, and it waved its tentacles at me, like those terrifying aliens in the movie, I gently approached it with a wrench, but it was not afraid at all, and rushed directly up and began to bite the wrench.

I didn't dwell more with it, mainly because the skin outside its body was so scary that it made me have a dense phobia, and the way it wriggled after anger gave me goosebumps.

Furthermore, my experience has taught me that the more colorful things are, the more likely they are to be poisonous, and the brighter the colors, the more toxic they are.

So I don't want to try it on the premise that the food is secure, and I cherish my life.

In the blink of an eye, it took me about twenty minutes, and I easily caught more than thirty small octopuses, and I had to hurry up and find some other food.

Fish are another of my targets.

Just now, I made an exciting discovery at the reef.

Several fish could not keep up with the receding tide and were trapped in puddles between the reefs.

Seeing me walking towards me, they began to struggle desperately and flee in all directions.

The water is actually very shallow, only palm-deep, and most of the fish's body is exposed to the air.

They were all waiting, waiting for the moment of high tide, and using the preserved physical strength to return to the bosom of the sea.

Unfortunately, they saw me, and instinctive fear caused them to struggle and try to escape.

They don't understand that it's all in vain.

I caught them easily.

These fat fish will soon become dried fish......

Xiao Hei was still watching patiently over there, and now he was still lying there, watching quietly with his head down. It wasn't in its nature, it caught my attention, and I walked over quickly, what was it that caught Black's attention so much.

When I came to Xiao Hei's side, it was a small puddle, only half the size of a table, but the scene in front of me also attracted me.

I finally know why Xiao Hei is so patient to watch here on his stomach.

It turned out that a bloody battle was going on in the puddle.

The battle between the moray eel and the baby octopus should have lasted a long time.

I counted, and there were only four tentacles left of the little octopus, and it was clear that it would soon be defeated.

It was backing away, and the moray eel was biting so hard that it was rushing towards it with its mouth wide open.

Near them, there was a small stone, and under the stone was a tentacle with a circle pattern exposed, and it was obvious that it was the fierce little octopus I had just seen.

The little octopus that was being chased by the moray eel suddenly got under the small rock, and perhaps it was by touching the fierce little octopus with a pattern, and I saw that its circles turned bright blue.

The moray eel did not give up, and still rushed towards the small stone, and sure enough, as I expected, the fierce little blue octopus rushed out and hugged the moray eel with its tentacles.

I saw that the moray eel trembled violently a few times, and then fell straight to the bottom of the pit......

The little blue octopus swam away leisurely......

He's dead!

All of a sudden, the moray eel died, and I flicked it a few times with a wrench!

Indeed dead.

I felt my scalp burst open, and I still felt chills in the sun.

Oh my God, I was trying to grab it! I was provoking it with a wrench!

I'm not stupid, this little blue octopus is obviously highly poisonous......

I understand that I went around the ghost gate again.

It took me a long time before I came to my senses, and Little Black was feasting on the beach, eating the fruits of my labor......

Time passed quickly, the midday sun was very scorching, and the food I got far exceeded my expectations.

I'm going to dry these things in the sun right now so they don't spoil.

Little Black only stole a few oysters, and probably didn't like it, so he went to find beach crabs again, and he liked crabs very much......

I spread the kelp evenly on the beach, I only kept some oysters and octopus, and I laid the rest on the reef next to me.

But on the edge of the reef, I stumbled upon a rock, as if it had been cut, it was supposed to be a rectangle, but now it was obvious that it looked like it was broken.

It managed to get my attention, and I bent down to pick it up.

There are words!

"***er!sta***", with only five letters and an exclamation mark!

Everything else is missing, and below the word, there is a very thick horizontal line.

I'm not interested in this headless word.

I was about to throw the little slate away, but then I left it behind.

It couldn't have been floated, could it have been left by someone else, or by the previous owner of Blackie?

Could there be any important information recorded on it......

I never gave up the idea of leaving, so I saw the words of civilized society, and my mind was completely opened.

I even wondered if this clue would lead me to the hidden ship......

I kept this mysterious slate in my possession, and I took it back to the cottage.

Tonight's food even surpassed the seafood dinner last time!

Smooth and juicy oysters!

Fragrant chewy sizzling small octopus!

There is even a delicious soup made of oysters, clams, and kelp.

These are all things that I enjoy alone.

Blackie's favorite is fish soup!

It must be a fake dog!