Probably during the rainy season, the nutrients washed down from the rainforest by the floodwaters make the fjord a well-served restaurant, and it is also home to schools of sharks and large octopuses. Now, the sea monster was about to eat when it was hurt by food.

How does this make it not feel angry.

The arrogance of the high-ranking creatures was offended, which it could not bear, and in this sea, they had always eaten freely, and no predators could harm them.

This narrow repulse bay is just their bathtub.

The octopus waved its huge tentacles and smashed heavily at Yongchang, coming fiercely. Yongchang could only roll sideways and dodge a blow.

The tentacles smashed on the deck, making a loud muffled sound, and the remaining debris on the deck jumped up by the smash.

Taking advantage of the pause when the octopus's old power was gone and the new force was not born, Yongchang's short knife had already been cut off, leaving a tentacle five or six meters long on the deck. The sound of his limbs rolling made him probably judge that the harvested meat could be four or five hundred catties, which was worth a fat pig.

The octopus lost two tentacles in a flash, and was so angry that he lost his mind, gave up his long-range attack, and his body was close to the side of the ship, and the four tentacles supported his body at the bottom of the water, and the two tentacles completely stretched out to the deck and swept away, and he was actually going to fight hand-to-hand.

It's a pity that its limbs are too long, and the time it takes to make a circle at a distance of more than ten meters is enough for Yongchang to bow his body and quickly approach the octopus's head in the gap in the tentacles.

Finding the position of the eyes, slashing them horizontally, between the electric light and flint, and then to the tentacles on both sides. The octopus screamed in pain, lost the arms supported by the boat, and lost its eyes, and its body quickly fell into the water, smashing up a splash of water, just so that Yongchang could wash off the mucus on his body.

The octopus sank to the bottom of the water, and a large area of thick black liquid emerged from the surface of the water, and it slowly lost its trace, and it was not known whether it was dead or alive. If you only have broken limbs, you won't die for the time being, but your eyes and scalp have been cut open, and it is estimated that you are not far from dying.

Looking at the tentacles left on the deck, Yongchang was a little helpless, now that the supplies on the ship have been emptied, the fresh fish meat is easy to rot without salting, and it is easy to attract danger.

If there is no one to answer the nest, it will not be able to move away for a while.

He had to take great pains to carry the gift given to him by the sea monster into the cabin, and carried it back and forth, and the long tentacles were turned into two, five pieces of octopus meat, which could weigh two tons.

After going back, everyone at the base can enjoy the best seafood teppanyaki with an open stomach.

The big bird hovering in mid-air saw that Yongchang was out of danger, so he immediately flew over and was overjoyed. If it hadn't been a warning, it was estimated that he wouldn't have paid attention to it, and other seabirds couldn't arouse his vigilance when they were startled. And the big birds are in a hurry, that is, the real danger is coming. Even the Bird King can't figure out the existence.,It's obviously powerful.。

"Thanks, Big Bird!" Yongchang cut off a slice of octopus meat with a knife, cut it into pieces, and let it eat. When the big bird's belly bulged, it flew away lazily, probably looking for a place to eat.

When I returned to the cabin, I removed some bedboards, wooden boxes, tables and chairs, and other firewood, and split them into thin strips of wood as fuel, and roasted the fresh meat first, which reduced the weight and slowed down the rate of decay.

When the water level drops tomorrow, he will be able to carry the seafood back to shore in an arc of sand and gravel. At his speed, five round trips is an hour's time.

The sediment washed down by the river has formed a bank at the outlet of the fjord, but it is not high enough to expose the top of the river, which is only a few meters wide in the morning at low tide, and will be submerged under the water during the day and night.

In a few decades, hundreds of years, the fjord will form a lagoon, a freshwater lake of several thousand acres.

At the rocky beachhead, the two binoculars stretched out in the direction of the fjord, the raft drifted to the estuary, and then the scene of Yongchang boarding the boat and fighting the sea monster were all reflected in the eyes of the sentry.

Two pairs of dull eyes froze on the surface of the sea, which was empty, and the huge monster head was gone.

After the sea calmed down, a figure sped through the pile of rubble and rushed in the direction of the base.

Yongchang rested for a while, and then stood at the stern of the boat to check the movement of the sea, condescendingly, which was convenient for him to gain insight into the opportunity. After a while, he heard a familiar sound coming from the shore, and after a while, two small boats moved from the rainforest to the beach.

Yongchang made a simple gesture behind him: stand still.

Not far in front of him, huge whirlpools rolled up on the surface of the sea, one after another, and the waves swept in, and one by one huge monster heads slowly emerged from under the water.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, more than two dozen sea monsters have emerged one after another, and it is unknown whether there is a successor. So many behemoths may have been summoned by their pioneer before he died, and after concentrating his strength, he organized his team and poured out.

Several men on the shore who had killed people and fought wild beasts were already stunned, and Yongchang stood on the side of the ship, forcibly calming down. It seems that this time, he has offended the forces that cannot be offended, and what he will face is a sea monster family.

There are no comrades-in-arms, no rifles, no artillery, and no **.

In his hand was a short black knife about two feet long, stained with the blood of pirates and beasts.

In the face of the surging murderous machine in his face, Yongchang's heart calmed down, and his chest was full of pride.

Waiting, start a dance of death.

Yongchang's body was full of heat and breath, and his strength, speed, and reaction ability were adjusted to the best state, and he was ready to fight and kill strong enemies.

Yongchang's ups and downs in life made him develop the habit of being cautious, but whenever there was a big event, he was not panicked.

There is a saying: everything is not enough, and life is a few months.

Again: People die and birds rise to the sky, and they will not die for thousands of years.

After several lives and deaths, why be afraid of death?

Yongchang's long hair fluttered in the sea breeze, his eyes were red, and his face couldn't hide the excitement and excitement. This is the most powerful opponent since he came out of the valley and descended the mountain, and if he is afraid of it, he will arouse the anger in his heart, and the fear will turn into murderous energy, and see if he can pass his own promotion test this time.

The crocodile python, the little monster is just a small monster, the sea monster is the most terrifying killer in the world, and if he defeats the big monster, then he can be regarded as a demon hunter who has been promoted to the eighth level of the professional.

The tentacles that are one or twenty meters long, the head of the house is not grown out of nothing, it is a killing machine that has gone through countless seabed killings, devoured the lives of countless living beings, and piled up tens of thousands of flesh and blood.

The tentacles are not only meat, but also countless chains of life, and the hideous octopus head contains not only black dye, but also the wisdom of wild beasts.

Legend has it that the octopus is one of the most intelligent creatures in the sea, on a par with dolphins. As long as they are given enough time to evolve, it is said that they can surpass humans, of course, this is the result of some, as for using octopus to predict the outcome of the World Cup, it is pure fun.

From Yongchang's point of view, the best destination for octopus is the iron plate and grill.

The waves had already surged onto the deck, and Yongchang was bathed again on the side of the ship, soaked inside and out, refreshing.

Here it comes!

Life and death are like floating clouds, why be afraid in this life?!

Yongchang was high-spirited, indifferent to life and death, and endless hatred appeared in his eyes.

Hate the injustice of the sky, hate the ruthlessness of fate, so that you have fallen into a sinister other world, and you have to constantly struggle in a desperate situation.

Five or six tentacles stretched out from the waves and smashed into the deck, hitting the side of the ship with great force, the solid hardwood turned into crumbs, and the "rumble" of the deck was incessant.

The octopus smashed and swept away, and the foremast and canvas fell down with a bang under the tearing and smashed on the mainsail. The rooms on the upper deck were already precarious, with loose slabs, pierced walls, crumbling, and no longer inhabitable.

Yongchang jumped and dodged in the middle of the tentacles, not daring to stay for a second and a half, constantly moving, and the short knife did not stop for a moment. Blood flowed on the deck, roared outside the deck, and the sea rolled as if it were boiling.

And no matter how many tentacles Yongchang cuts down, there will always be more tentacles smashed from the water, as if they can never finish chopping.

The cunning sea monsters already possessed a certain tactical coordination ability, and they first launched concentrated attacks to engage in group fights, and then attacked vertically and horizontally, fully covering the narrow space on the deck.

Yongchang had no choice but to risk the pressure of being hit by a severed limb and slash at several tentacles at the same time, and then the mucus squirting from the octopus wound sprinkled on his body and face, and the foul smell made him want to vomit.

And his body was also smashed off the severed limbs and slammed into the deck, sliding towards the bow of the ship, and immediately several tentacles followed him and stretched out towards him.

He could only dance the sword flower, block the attack, and cut off small pieces of octopus tentacles.

The aft deck was already slippery and untenable, and Yongchang climbed and ran to the slightly raised bow.

Fortunately, the sailboat ran aground on the sand bank, and the lateral water depth was no more than one meter, which was not conducive to the octopus outflanking. They can only lie on the sand bank and continue to attack sideways on both sides.

The octopus couldn't attack for a long time, so it started a wheel war, counting that there were more than a dozen tentacles that fell on the deck, and countless small amputated limbs, and several tons of meat were dropped, but the attack had no intention of stopping.

It was more than two dozen big octopuses, and there were nearly two hundred tentacles, and now he only cut off a dozen of them, injured a few, and killed none of them.

It's better to cut off one of its fingers than to hurt its ten fingers, this truth doesn't work at all in fighting monsters, they have eight arms, and if they don't have one or two, they will only become more ferocious, and the bulb-like eyes on their heads shoot a cold cold light, and the roar is deafening.

Cutting off hands is better than cutting off heads, learning a lesson, Yongchang jumped up from the side of the ship, jumped over a distance of five or six meters to the rear end of a tentacle, bent his body down, swung the knife back, and cut off a section of tentacles.

At the same time, it bounced up and jumped onto the soft head of a sea monster.

"Snort-", a long gap was opened, and at the moment when * had not yet burst, the foot jumped to the head of another approaching octopus by the elastic force of the octopus's skull.

Behind him, there was a desperate wail.

As he did, another giant beast died, and he quickly jumped back onto the deck.

"Pop", the octopus behind him was hit by two tentacles on its head at the same time, * mixed with slime and squeezed out by huge pressure, forming a colorful fountain, red, blue, black, white colorful, gorgeous and terrifying.

Yongchang was only hit three times by the group of monsters, and falling to the ground is not counted as beheading, he can still continue to fight, while the opponent has already lost at least a tenth of his strength.

But it's getting late, and it's time to call it a day.

It takes a lot of physical strength to fight monsters and kill monsters, he has to eat something to sleep, and the work can never be done, and he has to do it again tomorrow.

Tomorrow after tomorrow, of course, and tomorrow, he didn't believe that the Kraken would always be thinking about his mouthful.

Got into the cabin without a hatch, quickly descended to the lower deck, blocked the passage, and found the middle of the cabin by the light of the lighter.

I ate a roasted deer leg, drank some wine, smoked a cigarette, and fell asleep, snoring thunderously in the cabin.

Having meat to eat, wine to drink, smoking and a place to sleep is very simple satisfaction.

Well, it's just a slight disadvantage.

The night was not quiet, and on the dark sea, there was a waning moon, unable to break free from the embrace of the night, only leaking a faint light.

On the seemingly calm sea, there is a broken sailing ship, and on the messy deck, there are mottled strange shadows, sweeping away the protruding debris.

There was no wind at night, and the boat swayed gently in the water, making a splash and playing a beautiful melody in the midst of the waves.

Dozens of sea monsters and hundreds of tentacles shook the sailboat gently like a cradle, making Yongchang have a good dream.

Sleep soundly, get up early.

When Yongchang finished breakfast in the cabin and wanted to climb onto the deck, he found that the passage door had been completely blocked, and it was estimated that the upper cabin had been reimbursed, and the debris was pressed on the cover and could not be jacked up.

He had no choice but to destroy the passage, and after a few knives, a pile of wood chips and sticks fell down, but fortunately he avoided it early, otherwise he would have made a mess.

The top of the head was already white, and it was dawn.

Yongchang carefully drilled out of the passage, his head was blank, the deck cabin had disappeared, and a few pieces of broken canvas on the three masts had also disappeared, and only debris could be seen all over the ground.

Even the half-dried octopus meat that was grilled earlier was mixed with sawdust and got all over the place.

The raft he had made in a cover was the only thing that was not damaged. He had long tied the raft to the bow with a rope, and now it was anchored to the water's edge with a stick that had fallen into the water and stuck in the sandbank, swaying gently in the waves.

The deck was thicker and more secure than the ship's side, and although it was damaged, it was still basically neat, and last night's sinister attempt by the sea monsters to overturn the ship did not succeed, only the appendages on the deck were damaged, and the main body of the sailboat was still in good condition.

The sailboat of nearly 1,000 tons cannot be shaken by a mutated sea monster of more than a dozen or dozens of tons, and the hull is stuck in the mud and sand, and the more it shakes, the deeper it will fall.

The sea monsters are probably also tired, and they have worked hard for most of the night, so they should lick their wounds at the bottom of the sea and recuperate. There were no whirlpools on the sea, and no dark shadows could be seen, which made Yongchang breathe a sigh of relief.

After the tide receded, the sand bank was exposed, and the passage nearly half a meter above the sea was just right for him to retreat.

If the nest is well received, he also plans to bring the harvest back, and several tons of octopus meat will not be consumed for a while, but the old otaku who has tasted the taste of hunger will not waste food. Of course, if you have a bargain, you have to pick it up, not to mention the best seafood that you desperately grabbed.

A few catties and taels of octopus will be eaten by a little girl, and a big man may not bother to eat it, but who has eaten an octopus of more than ten or twenty tons?