"? Water splash? ”

He Chen was dumbfounded.

He didn't use the water splash with his own cruelty, but because of ......

"Smack-"

The big murderous body jumped high, and the water splash that was originally useless in the afterlife was like a series of slaps + impacts + random blows, and it hit the body of the love fish.

The lovefish was beaten high, then fell and was beaten again.

"What a splash of water?"

He Chen was stunned.

The love fish was splashed and jumped by the ferocious water and was powerless, and was slapped to the shore by the ferocious tail in a short time.

He Chen was stunned and didn't react.

"Ho-ho-ho?"

The Cruelty: What's wrong?

"No, no, the brutality is awesome!"

He Chen swallowed his saliva.

He suddenly had an idea.

Why did the Carp King greatly increase his strength after evolving the Tyrannosaurus?

According to his understanding, the Carp King Evolution Tyrannosaurus also needs to be able to withstand enough energy.

The reason why it is difficult for many carp kings to evolve into carp kings is not only because of experience, but also because of the weakness of the carp king period.

How could such a weak carp king withstand so much energy?

Why did you have to learn to collide in your previous life to evolve into a tyrannosaurus?

Coupled with the legend of the carp jumping over the dragon gate in the previous life......

It seems that the water splash is not so simple.

"Maybe only the best carp king can turn water splashing from the most useless skill into a real skill? The higher the water splash jump, the greater the potential? ”

The more He Chen thought about it, the more it made sense.

"Big murder, you continue to patrol, I'll take the love fish back."

This love fish is not heavy, and can be taken back for dinner and cooked in a pot of fish soup.

"But Zi and Di are both helping, so I'm the only one to cook?"

He Chen has never eaten love fish, and he doesn't know what love fish tastes like.

A few days ago, someone salvaged it, but He Chen couldn't afford it, and it was very embarrassing.

"But this wooden pole is not very practical!"

He Chen returned home, threw the fish outside in the water tank, and waited for dinner to dispose of it.

He took the rod in his hand and looked at it.

"The material of the pole is not good, and neither is the fishing line."

The fishing line must be tough, otherwise it will not be good to break like in later generations, and the fishing rod is even more so, which has just been almost torn off.

"Love fish is like this, what will I do if I drop Gaioca in the future?"

He Chen touched his chin.

In the previous game, there were grading of fishing rods, including super fishing rods, intermediate fishing rods, and beginner fishing rods.

He estimated that it was based on the quality of the rod, that is, the material of the rod and line.

It's just that in the previous life, alloys were used to make fishing rods, and special plastic materials were used to make fishing lines.

"So, the material is very important."

He Chen was distressed.

What a good material is there? It's not stone or wood, if it's the world of cultivating immortals, it's okay to say, it's a bit of a treasure of heaven and earth, the problem is that this is the world of elves.

"It would be nice if I had some kind of power from the main god! Get a main artifact to play with ......"

"Oh no......"

He Chen's eyes suddenly lit up.

The power of the Lord God! Lord Artifact!

I remember that in his previous life, he saw that the reason why the main artifact is powerful is not because of the strength of its material, but because of the power of the main god, that is, the strength of the person who nurtures it.

In other words, a main god holding an ordinary iron woodcutter to cultivate the main artifact is also more powerful than the artifact made of heavenly and earthly treasures.

"This protagonist has the power of a waveguide!" He Chen was excited in his heart, but he muttered for a while: "But you still need better materials, the better the materials, the more chances you have to cultivate them." ”

Thinking about it in his heart, he weighed the fishing rod in his hand and decided to go to Xiaobai to shoot some white things out first, the more the better.

"Wood's words...... By the way, I don't know if there is a World Tree anymore! ”

He Chen thought of the World Tree where Dream was located.

But in an instant, he dismissed the idea.

There should still be a lot of dreams in this era, and the World Tree probably hasn't appeared yet!

"It's a pity that dreams exist, but I haven't encountered them." He Chen was slightly pityful.

In the legend that He Chen learned in his previous life, Fantasy is the ancestor of all elves, and it is likely that it is a group of different elves that evolved from a group of dreams.

Of course, I don't know if it's true or not.

After all, everything is a "legend", and legends will have elements of falsehood and exaggeration.

For example, in his previous life, He Chen thought that the three dogs of Shuijun were all resurrected by phoenixes, but later learned that the three dogs of Shuijun all had their own races.

"Well, I'll have to find a piece of wood first." While thinking, He Chen walked to Fengbei Mountain.

The people of the Great Wilderness and the Black Dog tribe were drying dried fish, and Xiaobai was helping with his mental power.

Now every day regular fishing, still catch a lot of fish, in addition to normal eating, the excess must be dried fish, otherwise it can not be stored at all.

Every household is transporting processed fresh fish and dried dried fish back and forth, and there are various elf companions guarding the dried fish in place.

In particular, the Black Dog Tribe seems to have experienced similar thefts before, so they are especially afraid that someone or elves will steal their food.

And the people of the Great Wilderness tribe are not very afraid, because in the past, there was Grandpa White Butterfly's domain, and no elves could come in, while the people of the Great Wilderness were very united, and there would be no theft at all.

"Xiaobai, come here!"

He Chen shouted at the huge white figure flying in the sky.

Xiaobai was busy with his work, and as soon as he saw He Chen like that, he knew that something was wrong, but he had no choice but to fly over helplessly.

"Huh?"

Xiaobai: What's the matter with your old man?

"Here, use the spinning ......"

"Poof—"

A large mass of white flowers spit silk paste on He Chen's face.

"Bah, Bah, Bah......"

He Chen wiped it off, and his face darkened: "I think you did it on purpose." ”

This kid must have wanted to get revenge on him a long time ago.

"Disobedient, send you on patrol tonight!"

"Baa~"

Xiao Bai immediately lowered his eyebrows and flew down, stopped on He Chen's head, and rubbed it gently.

"Quick, spin."

He Chen didn't have a good airway.

Xiao Bai immediately opened his mouth and spit lightly, and a silk thread appeared, and then fell into He Chen's hand.

"Come, come, come, more."

Xiaobai's eyes froze, and he spit out a few more.

"Not enough, not enough."

"Poof—"

"Come again, come again."

"Poof—"

……

Twenty minutes later.

"Baa~"

Xiao Bai now looked yellow and thin, looking at He Chen pleadingly.

"Okay......"

He Chen could see that Xiao Bai really shot empty.

Xiao Bai's eyes suddenly showed a glint of hope.

"Continue in half an hour and have a good rest!"

Hope in Xiaobai's eyes was shattered.

He Chen laughed: "By the way, you go to Uncle Mao and let him make it." ”

Unable to find a suitable fishing rod and stick, He Chen was ready to use this one directly.

……

"You said you were going to make a fishing rod?"

Mao was a little surprised.

He felt that rod fishing was too inefficient compared to net fishing.

"Yes, I'm going to temper my strength." He Chen only explained slightly.

Mao pondered for a moment, stood up and said, "According to Chenwu, the fishing rod should be hard and flexible at the same time, and it also needs a certain length......

"Uh-huh."

He Chen nodded, and then had some regret: "It's a pity that there is no such wood." ”

Who knew that Mao shook his head: "It doesn't have to be wood......

"Oh?"