Out of curiosity, Turner Brown wanted to go up and touch the dome.

However, when he stretched out his right hand, he found that it was not a human hand, but a webbed blue paw.

Then the left hand was stretched out, and it was also a webbed blue paw.

Raising his hands, Turner Brown found that his arms and arms were blue and white.

Look down at your feet.

Sure enough, it was still webbed claws.

Turner Brown stretched out his paw and touched his face.

Cold, smooth and dewy to the touch.

Sure enough, I became a different kind of monster again!

Having transformed into a deep-sea electric eel and a 'princess' black cat, Turner Brown wasn't as hard to accept as he was at first.

It's just that he is now desperate to know what kind of monster he has become.

I searched for a long time in the wooden house, but I didn't find any mirrors or glass.

Turner Brown pushed open the door to the cabin and found that it was daylight outside, and there was a large river in front of it.

It looks familiar.

Turner Brown didn't care so much, and hurriedly ran to the river, bent down and looked into the water.

The first thing that caught his eye was a blue and white fish head.

What he couldn't let go of the most was the big citrine-like eyes.

Forehead!

Isn't this the sleeping monster next to the magic crystal mine on that island?

Although, it's just a lot smaller.

However, the appearance is exactly the same.

So, this time I've become the profiteer Trist and the slut Jenna, the monster I've been looking for, the Storm Sea Spirit?

While Turner Brown was still struggling, a group of people were pointing at him on the riverbank.

Moreover, the group was still shouting:

"Weird...... Monsters! ”

"Look, there's a monster over there!"

"Looks a bit like a deep-sea fish-man!"

"Hurry back and inform everyone that there is a deep-sea fish-man on the bank of the Tongtian River in our Shining Gold Town!"

"Be careful, everyone, maybe the Sea Clan is coming to invade our homeland again!"

Turner Brown heard and looked up and saw that many of the people he knew.

Because this group of people is the fishermen who have lived on the banks of the Tongtian River for generations.

In the past, his father also asked him to call these people uncles, aunts, and aunts.

It's just that these people seem to look at him very wrong.

Turner Brown didn't think about it, and immediately argued:

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!"

However, what he said turned into a string of obscure sea fish-man language:

“sgulaya，dkadlesn，fastyspnm！”

The group panicked when they heard the strange language spoken by Turner Brown.

"It spoke!"

"Sure enough, it's the fish-man of the Sea Clan!"

"It's mostly an advance force spies sent by the Sea Clan."

"The purpose of its coming here is definitely to find out our news, so as to prepare for the next large-scale invasion of the Sea Clan."

"For the sake of our homeland, we must nip this sea tribe fish-man in the bud."

"Let's go back and copy the guy, and let's go up and kill it later."

Turner Brown was so frightened in the face of the crowd that he hurriedly ran back.

Whoosh, back to the cabin.

Bang, close the door, and lock it on.

Call! Call!

With his back against the door, Turner Brown gasped.

He finally remembered that his current body had become the Storm Sea Spirit.

It seems that I can't explain it anyway.

Alas!

Ah, wait.

From the outside, this wooden house feels so familiar.

By the way, isn't this the two-storey wooden house where Jenna slut and profiteer Trist had a private meeting last night?

How did I get here?

Also, Jiena slut and profiteer Trist are monsters in the East China Sea.

So to speak.

The black giant egg on the bed on the second floor is not the seed born of Jenna slut and profiteer Trist?

Didn't I fall asleep on the swing in that small courtyard in the northern suburbs yesterday, last night?

Why, as soon as the day dawned, I became another monster?

Grunt! Grunt!

I'm so hungry.

I really want to eat.

If only there was an electric eel now.

In Turner Brown's mind, the fatty and delicious tender meat of the electric eel came to mind.

Wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

Turner Brown is bothered, how could I suddenly have such a strange thought?

At this time, there was a commotion outside the door:

"I saw it with my own eyes, and it fled into this wooden house."

"Let's break open the door of this wooden house and go in and kill the sea fishman."

"Don't give it time, he'll definitely ask the Sea Clan army for help."

"Open the door, that monster, you can't hide!"

"If you don't open the door again, we'll set fire to your wooden house!"

"That's right! Prepare torches and burn that monster to death! ”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Turner Brown, who was leaning back to the gate, could clearly feel the force of the group of fishermen knocking on the door.

I didn't mess with you!

Again and again, you want to kill me, set me on fire!

In that case, then you all die!

At this moment, Turner Brown's heart suddenly had an inexplicable tyrannical mood.

Then, from his claws, he dragged out a strangely shaped trihalberd fork from the void.

Crunch!

The wooden door was wide open.

The fishermen suddenly seemed to be stuck in their necks and couldn't speak, and some of them even retreated one after another.

The group of fishermen, armed with various wooden sticks, sticks, hoes, harpoons, woodcutters, and other weapons, were frightened by the monster that came out of the wooden door.

Big blue and white fish head!

Citrine-like eyes!

Stare at them deadly!

It's scary!

Turner Brown looked at the group of fishermen who were fierce and timid as mice, and the corners of his mouth showed disdain.

After thinking about it, he mischievously imitated the tone of the storm sea spirit on the island and said:

"Something, did you bring it?"

Sea Clan: "Soans, Wkalls, Wiosda?"

This group of fishermen, you look at me, I look at you, with a confused expression.

What does this monster say?

What is it going to do?

Suddenly, a young fisherman in a white shirt stood up in the crowd, trying to trick everyone into doing it.

"Whatever he says, let's go up and kill it!"

Turner Brown didn't speak, taking advantage of the moment before everyone could react.

He immediately pulled out a trihald fork from behind his back, slammed it into the young fisherman's neck, and dragged him into the wooden house under the terrified gaze of the crowd.

Boom!

The cabin was closed.

The fishermen, who had always kept to themselves, had never seen such a murderous scene, and they were frightened stupid at that time.

After a few seconds, the fishermen scattered screaming.

"Ah!!h

"Monsters have killed people!"

"Everyone, run!"

"This monster is going to kill!"

In the cabin, Turner Brown looked at the bleeding young fisherman on the floor.

He was silent.

Because, the face of this young fisherman is himself!

Turner Brown!

By this time, the young fisherman was no longer breathing.

Turner Brown thought about it, then pulled off his shirt, which had been stained reddish-brown with blood, and put it on himself.

Only a pair of large citrine-like eyes were revealed.

Rao is Turner Brown has experienced many deaths, and at this moment he is also very confused:

I killed myself!

So who am I now?

Where the hell am I coming from?

Where am I going?

After thinking about it for a day and a night, Turner Brown found a piece of paper and a pen in the cabin.

Three sentences were written.

Then, open the wooden door.

He took out a fish bone and nailed the paper to the wooden door.

Boom!

The door was closed again.