Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Bait Has No Fragrance

Han Feng took out the power at the bottom of the box, that is, the most powerful self in the cultivation system, and all the combat equipment on the "Fengshen" spaceship, which is the most powerful in the technology system. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info is just ...... Ahem, because he cherishes life too much, Han Feng made up his mind to stay in the command module of the "Fengshen" all the time and never come into direct contact with the underwater creatures in Spencer Bay.

King to king, there will be no room for turnaround. Either you die, or I die!

This obviously can't be the choice of the crazy brother.

Therefore, when 385 stealth interstellar warfare secrets densely covered the airspace of southern Australia, His Majesty Yan Jun was still in the captain's seat, picking his nose and picking his feet. It's also a shame that no matter how smart Xiao Ling is, he won't be sensitive to such dirty things, so he can still stand straight in front of Han Feng like a real soldier, and let this big man admire his body.

It is estimated that if it were anyone, I am afraid that he would have kicked Han Fenglian in the face a long time ago......

"The results of timely data analysis have proved that there are no anomalies in this airspace - except for the particle anti-s brought by the mirror wall you set up, but I have set it to automatically ignore." Xiao Ling straightened his chest and reported the situation with a serious face, ignoring someone's gaze at all:

"Spencer Bay is still filled with a large number of unidentified S-lines, and according to the Great Captain's designation, it has also been assumed to be a new data existence, that is, the 'magical element' named by the owner."

"The system has detected that in this sea area, some geological structures that are inconsistent with the nautical charts have suddenly been added, and the specific data is being analyzed."

Han Feng suddenly came to his senses, put down the fingers that were sniffing lightly at the end of his nose, his eyes lit up, and he asked hurriedly:

"Even you can't analyze the composition of that seabed?"

It's no wonder that Han Feng is nervous. In fact, with Xiao Ling's computing power and almost infinite database, it should be easy to know the composition, structure, and other information of that seabed. But now, even Xiaoling still needs to "continue to calculate" to solve the problem, which is obviously not an easy thing to solve!

"In terms of shape and attachments, it is indeed a seabed." Xiao Ling is like a rigorous geologist, and immediately carried out geological literacy on the master:

"But unlike all normal seabeds, it doesn't show any signs of the Earth's resources. In other words, the various metals or oil and gas resources that are stable on the other seabed do not exist in it...... This is definitely an unlikely accident. ā€

"The only slightly plausible explanation is that the seabed is not part of the Earth, or that it has been mined and turned into an abandoned mine."

Xiao Ling's analysis is of course scientific, but when it falls on Han Feng's ears, it is purely a joke:

How can there be resources on a piece of undersea land that can move quickly and can be separated and reorganized? If it's really a train, there will be instant noodles and tea eggs for sale?

"Go on."

The crazy brother felt that even his neck was tired now, and he didn't have the heart to linger his eyes on Xiao Ling's chest, so he fell back into the driver's seat and commanded weakly.

"Yes, great master!" Han Feng can be arrogant, but Xiao Ling will not slack off, even if he gives a series of data to prove the characteristics and weirdness of that seabed.

In front of Xiao Ling's most accurate scientific report, even if he has no heart or lungs like Han Feng, he can't help but fall into deep contemplation.

It's a seabed that seems to have intelligence, and it's also a piece of being that may not belong to Earth. So what is the reason for its appearance in the South Pacific?

Is it a capable Wind Clan? However, the current situation shows that the creatures of the sea seem to have no interest in the WindFolk who are trying to sell their best at all.

But if it weren't for the temptation of the Wind Clan, how could this seabed and these creatures be suddenly "activated"? And follow the footsteps of the Wind Clan, gathering in the Great Australian Bay next to Eyre Lake, where the "Wind God Festival" is held?

If it weren't for the hard work of the WindClan, how could the mysterious seabed divide into a small "striker" and enter the shallow sea of Spencer Bay?

But what Han Feng never figured out was this small piece of seabed and the creatures attached to it.

Since he ventured in because he couldn't resist the temptation, why didn't he pay attention to the Wind Clan, who was close at hand?

What is the reason why a fish can ignore the bait in its mouth?

Is this a fish that is already full?

Han Feng chose not to believe it at the first time - if he really had no desires and no desires, how could he run to the Great Australian Bay to drink seawater?

So, is the bait unappetizing?

According to Han Feng's inference, if it weren't for the Wind Clan's large-scale entry into Central and South America, it would not have caused such a series of changes...... In other words, the temptation of the Wind Clan to this seabed and the creatures under the sea does exist, and there is objective evidence!

But what is it that makes these creatures disdain the wanton WindClan?

Could it be that they have developed anorexia because they have been hungry for too long? Or do you want to be like cat and mouse, playing first and then moving your mouth?

This can't be!

Or is it because the Wind Clan doesn't sprinkle cumin, which looks good, but not fragrant enough?

Han Feng squatted on the captain's seat, his eyes kept rolling, and he couldn't stop thinking nonsense, but he couldn't find an answer that could convince him.

The reason why you can't catch a fish is either a problem with the fish, a problem with the bait, or ...... Is it bad luck?

Are there any other possibilities?

The crazy brother looked at the scene of Spencer Bay projected by Xiao Ling with a distracted look, and thought hard about the reason why the mysterious creature didn't take the bait, and he didn't even realize that the finger that had just picked his foot was sent into his mouth......

What went wrong?

Could it be that I opened it the wrong way?

Wait a minute! If I were that seabed - I'm phew! Lao Tzu is not that pile of rocks and sediment!

If I am a mysterious creature on the seabed, under what circumstances will I not even eat the R that is brought to my mouth?

Are you afraid of startling the snake? Or does it taste bad?

Is it because of confidence? Or are you waiting for as much food as possible?

Or is it really like what Zhao Feifei said on the mahjong table, "because the technology is good, so you can win"? Doesn't this mean that those mysterious creatures that have never been heard of really have the power to crush everything?

The purple qi that even the Korean wind can't resist is one of them?!

If that's the case, then hit a p! The crazy brother went home directly to wash his white, lay on the bed and wait to be extinguished by the purple gas! Why are you stupid enough to make so many famous halls?

It's just an idea, not necessarily a reality.

Anyway, Han Feng is extremely firm in his opinion:

This must not be a catastrophe.

This will definitely not cost me someone Han's life.

This must be a hurdle that can be overcome.

This must be a brain teaser to find the answer!

It may be unimaginable, but it is not inconceivable. Maybe a different way of thinking, from a different perspective, can easily solve the problem.

It may feel abrupt and incomprehensible, but there is always something reasonable about the appearance and existence of anything. As long as you find the right answer, don't say that prying the earth is a matter of reversing the universe, and Lao Tzu can do the same!

The truth is reasonable, but what is this damn mystery?!