Scarman and his team of green-fishmen come to the ice lake to clean up Naga meat.

The white fish man himself also came to the edge of the lake wearing wooden shoes, and at this time the glacial lake had thawed dozens of centimeters, and the water was enough to use.

The white fish man is usually not sloppy, at this time, he first cleaned the blood stains on his body, and the slight injuries in his body have almost recovered under the effect of purple meat essence.

Looking at the green fish people busy on the sand, the white fish people stepped on the wooden shoes, came to the fish man hut and lay down comfortably, waiting for the scar to clean up the Naga meat and start feeding his stomach.

You don't have to do everything yourself, and it feels good to have a helper.

However, this group of green fish people is estimated to be hungry, so let them go to the dense forest to hunt for food by themselves when they are done, the white fish people are worried.

The white fish people are reluctant to let the green fish people roast and eat the wonderful Naga meat, and judging from the tone of Scar, it is estimated that the green fish people do not like to use the unpalatable Naga meat as food.

Here, the greenfishers cleaned the blood from the sand, and carried the corpses of five greenfishmen to the fish-man hut, led by the oldest female fish-man.

She came to the white fish man, bowed respectfully, and then introduced herself, named Lan Qi, twenty-two years old.

"Venerable, according to our custom, we are to return to the embrace of the sea world after death. ”

"But now that we have come ashore, the curse of the god of the sea has been planted, and the sea is no longer for us. ”

The female Fish-Man Lan Qi looks at the White-Fish-Man, hoping that the White-Fish-Man will give a solution.

The Whitefishman frowned, the Poseidon cursed, sounding like a spell energy attack.

But to be honest, he didn't feel that this group of green fish people had spell energy fluctuations similar to those of Kai Prophet.

In other words, the Whitefish people do not believe in the existence of the so-called curse of the sea god.

Poseidon, the god ...... The fish-man suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"In that case, bury your body in the ground in the forest. ”

"The god of the earth will not refuse any creature to return to his embrace. ”

What kind of god is this, the green fish people don't know what it is, but since it was the big fish people who said it, they also believe it unconditionally.

According to what the white fish people said, the green fish people said goodbye and carried the corpse towards the dense forest.

In reality, there is such a powerful existence as the real big fish people, and the weight of the so-called void gods in the hearts of the green fish people has dropped too much.

"Remember to bury a little deeper, the deeper you go, the more you show respect for the god of the earth. The Whitefishman reminded him that his body would be dug up and ruined by other creatures before it could be completely melted into the earth.

"Yes, His Holiness. The older female fish-man named Lan Qi replied earnestly.

At this time, Scar and five greenfish men had already cleaned up the flesh of ten Naga.

The claws of the green fish people are sharp, and it is very easy to cut the naga meat that has greatly reduced the muscle strength after death, and the pieces of meat are cut neatly and evenly.

The Whitefish-Man walked out of the Fish-Man hut and took Scar and the others to the storage room crypt.

The tunnel is very long, and the space inside the white fish man has also been expanded by multi-eyes, and the space is enough.

There is a freezer surrounded by ice cubes stored by the Whitefish People, and the temperature is very low.

The Naga warriors of the Trident Legion are tall and muscular, and the pieces of flesh that can be cleaned up by removing the internal organs of a Naga are about 200 catties, and there are also stronger and more muscular Naga Ten-Commanders.

The White Fish Man estimated that ten Naga provided themselves with a total of about 2,200 catties of meat, and if their food did not change much, it would be enough for their own rations for more than forty days.

After a while, several people put all the pieces of Naga's meat in the freezer.

The White Fish People found that the Green Fish people had the same corneal membrane in their eyes as themselves, and they were able to see clearly in the dark night when they put it down.

It's a pity that the white fish people have a radar-like beard under their jaws, and this group of green fish people does not have it.

"Scar, take them to the jungle to hunt. ”

"The entire middle of the jungle is my territory, marked by my scent, and there are no creatures in it that can threaten you. ”

"Bring back enough food for twenty-one fish people, and by the way, prepare about 50 catties of meat for Duoyan. ”

"50 pounds for this piece of Naga meat. ”

The white fish man looked at the tired green fish people and spoke.

"What about you, Venerable?" Scar asked subconsciously.

"These naga meats are very appetizing to my appetite, and for the next few days, I will eat them until I finish them. With that, the white fishman took a large piece of Naga meat weighing fifty pounds and walked out of the crypt first.

The green fish people looked at each other.

"His Holiness has a strong sense of revenge. ”

"Yes, when the meat was just cut, His Holiness specially instructed not to waste every shred of meat. ”

"No matter how unpalatable it is, in order to vent your anger, you have to swallow all the flesh and blood from your enemies, is this our Venerable?"

"Such a Venerable makes me feel a sense of security like never before!"

"That's right, that's how I feel!"

......

"Enough. Scar snorted and stopped the discussion of several greenfishmen.

"Shut up yet!"

"Is His Holiness something we can discuss in private? His Holiness is a majesty that needs to be guarded by us!"

Scar was full of intimidation in this group of young green fish people, and after a few loud shouts, several green fish people came to their senses and closed their mouths.

And the last sentence of the scar was secretly imprinted with excitement in my heart, the majesty of the Venerable is guarded by us!

Without hearing the whispers of the green fish people behind him, the white fish man walked out of the crypt directly with fifty catties of Naga meat and returned to the fish man hut.

There is a one-meter-diameter wooden bowl made by the white fishman for himself in the fish-man hut, and fifty catties of Naga meat can be put into the bowl.

A purple tentacle smelled of flesh and suddenly came in through the crack in the railing, and the black eyes on it kept blinking.

"You want to eat?"

"Maybe you can be immune to the toxins of Naga meat. ”

Without hesitation, the Whitefish Man cut off a small piece of Naga meat and threw it at Much-Eyed.

Multi-Eyes immediately took the piece of meat, and the tentacles flew back to send the piece of meat into the underground mouth.

"Evil ...... Hiccup!"

After a while, the Whitefish Man heard the sound of vomiting and hiccups in multiple eyes.

And the multi-eyed tentacles were also reaching into the room without curiosity.

Never mind...... Even the strange creature that seems to have the blood of a kraken can't resist the toxin, so you can imagine how rare it is to be able to safely eat Naga meat by yourself.

Using a knife to cut off a piece of cleaned Naga meat, thinking of the effect of Naga meat, the white fishman bit into the Naga meat with glowing eyes.

The familiar bitter taste is like chewing wax, but the white fish people still eat it with relish.