【Chapter 115】 Long live the master!
The specific effect of the ability needs to be explored, but the appearance is more amazing, especially the six long black hair legs. Of course, in terms of the aesthetics of the evil gods.
With the Overseer's head on his head and the Cursed Orb in his hand, Qin Song waved his tentacles neatly, turning over and landing on the back of the Evil Nest Spider Demon. The back full of tumors, with its own massage function, is unexpectedly comfortable, six-wheel starting, surging power, fluff shock absorption on the soles of the feet, bringing enough stability, panoramic sunroof, and wide vision.
By the way, there's also a set of red headlights ahead!
Qin Song, who had long been tired of running errands in person, drove the evil nest spider demon around the deep well twice, its movements were very agile, and the fluff on the soles of its feet had its own barbs, which could easily climb the stone wall, fly the eaves and walk the wall, showing excellent off-road ability.
Or fully intelligent autonomous driving!
Luxury mounts get!
Due to two consecutive trials, the Hive Spider's vitality is only four points, and it needs to be eaten to recover. In order to ensure combat effectiveness at all times, it is necessary to drive it for the first time to prey and test the effect of hypnotic gaze.
Drilling out of the deep well, Qin Song rode on the back of the spider demon, looking at the well-organized, clean and tidy camp in the distance in the twilight, and the sense of accomplishment of reforming the scum of society to abandon the darkness and turn to the light was spontaneously born.
In the rugged and messy ruins, the off-road performance of the spider demon was brought into full play, with full-time six-wheel drive, bringing the thrill of flying drag racing, carrying Qin Song all the way, through the camp, into the lush black fog forest. x
At the edge of the forest, there is an abundance of biological populations, but most of them are small beasts such as hares, pheasants, and hog badgers.
After continuing to go deeper for a while, a black wild boar that was arching in the weeds appeared, with a body size of more than 100 catties. When it sensed the noise and turned its gaze, it met the red eyes.
Hypnotic gaze
In just a few seconds, the black boar shook twice and fell to the ground with a snoring sound. And the spider demon walked over with long legs, his chelica danced, and began to eat.
The scene is bloody, skip it.
The red sun fell into the sea, the campsite lit a bonfire, the pirates returned one by one, under the assignment of the master, one group went to the river with torches to collect pebbles and fine sand, one group collected charcoal from the campfire, and the last group, all holding pots and pots, crushed the crystals brought back.
No one knew what it was doing, they didn't say a word, they were busy.
The collected pebbles and fine sand, together with charcoal and some cloth, are neatly layered into a large thick and tall clay pot. The bottom of the clay pot is opened, the crystals are ground into powder, dissolved in clear river water, and the filtered solution is slowly poured in, connected to the soup pot, and boiled on the earthen stove.
The pirates were accustomed to following instructions, with quick hands and feet, full attention, and an orderly process. As the solution in the soup pot boiled less and less, a thick layer of white crystals appeared at the bottom.
"Max, what is this" Finally, a curious guy whispered, "It can't be some poison, right?"
A simple sentence was caught by Mons, who let out a strange laugh: "Curiosity kills a cat, and sometimes a pirate!"
"You!" Mons pointed at the curious pirate with his wings, "to be the first to taste it yourself!"
The onlookers were silent for a while, and they all looked at the guy with sympathetic eyes.
And the unfortunate man named Slinzi was about to cry, and looked at Mons as if begging for mercy: "Lord master, please forgive me for my sins. ”
Mons paused word by word: "You mean, you are going to disobey orders"
"No, it's not!" Slinzi fell to his knees and fell to his knees.
"You bastard, you dare to anger your master and disobey orders. Ralph was full of the qualities of a dog's leg and kicked him in the ass: "Hurry up, you don't want to be affected by you!"
"Yes, yes!" the rest of the pirates were in a commotion, and if the master was not happy, a collective punishment would be given, and the hard-earned collective immunity would be in vain.
"Yes, yes, master. Slinzi's teeth twitched, and he was sweating profusely.
Chef Max Malley scooped a full spoonful and brought it to his mouth: "Slinzi, don't make it difficult for everyone." The master didn't say anything about this poison. ”
As a chef, Max has a keen sense of smell and vaguely understands what these white things are.
Srinzi swallowed and spat, his eyes were full of tears, and he ate a full mouthful. Then, his face changed, it became very ugly, but he didn't dare to spit it out, his hands pinched his neck, and he made a muffled sound while chewing,
"Vomiting"
With a sound of vomiting, Slinzi finally couldn't hold back the strong protest at the end, and lay on the ground and shrunk and vomited.
This terrifying scene frightened everyone.
"Water!water!" Slinger only felt that his mouth was salty, and he couldn't control it anymore, so he got into the water tank and drank it with a clatter.
After tossing for a long time, Slinzi collapsed to the ground.
"Now, then, tell you what it is," Mons landed lightly on the branch in front of him, and a pair of small eyes looked at him triumphantly.
"Salty, so salty!" Slinzi reminisced about the taste just now, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Oh my God, this is salt!
Chef Marx immediately picked up the wooden spoon and licked a little bit with his tongue, the slightly bitter salty taste swirling on his taste buds. His eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes, it's salt! better than all the salt I've ever seen!"
Even pirates know the preciousness of salt. In Blackwater, a pound of good salt can be exchanged for at least ten gold coins. In the winter, when it is more scarce, a pound of salt can even be exchanged for more than 20 gold coins.
During this time, the food was meat and wild vegetables, and because there were no condiments, the taste was bland and difficult to swallow. When they heard that it was precious salt, they immediately gathered around and rubbed a little bit with their hands and put it in their mouths.
"Salt! really salt!"
"It's salty, but the bitterness is small!"
"Max, you've seen the best table salt, tell us about it. ”
The torches came up, and Max twisted the salt with his hands. The easiest way to judge the quality of salt is the size of the particles, and although the salt in his hand has not yet dried, the particles are tiny, almost on par with the best table salt he has ever seen. x
There is another indicator, which is color. Although the salt in his hand still has a faint yellow color, the whole has a flexible white luster.
"Oh my God!" Max exclaimed, "This must be the best table salt." ”
"Really," Ralph looked excitedly at the thick layer of salt in the huge soup pot, which was at least three or four pounds. And the raw materials are just a pirate's harvest.
That is, when all the ingredients are made, they will receive at least 90 pounds of table salt!
90 pounds of table salt, what a concept
Shipped to the port of Blackwater to be sold, at least 900 gold coins, or 18 pounds of gold bars, were profitable! And what they paid was just a little time, some physical strength.
"Oh my God!" Ralph exclaimed, if there was such a way to make money, who would be desperate to become a pirate!
"Master!" Ralph reacted suddenly, and cried out, "Turn powder into salt!
The others followed suit, shouting and marveling at the great wisdom of their master.
"How can you fools with the brains the size of walnuts understand my greatness!" Mons puffed up his chest majestically, "Bow down to your master! The curse will be the reins that will lead you to infinite riches!"
"Long live the master!" Ralph took the lead in chanting, causing a tsunami of mountain roars.