Chapter 122: Fish-Man Camp
Why did he run for so long and hadn't arrived, Ling Hong held a walking stick in his hand, and the speed of the trot was like the speed of the previous 100-meter sprint, and after ten minutes of running, Ling Hong already felt that he was about to run out of this swamp.
Why didn't I see half of the fish-man room, it couldn't be that Weber's spider's head was not very good, pointing the wrong way, Ling Hong was threatened by Weber with the lives of his companions to raid the fishman's nest, and his heart was still on fire.
Is that?
Ling Hong suddenly saw a wooden fence appear in the distance, could it be whose camp? Ling Hong slowed down his pace and began to slowly approach the wooden wall, this should be a camp Yes, after getting closer, Ling Hong saw a large number of dilapidated houses behind the camp wall, and several small pools scattered around the house.
Obviously, there is nothing wrong with these dilapidated houses that should be fish-man rooms, fish-man rooms and pig-man rooms are actually very easy to distinguish, fortunately, Ling Hong swept away at a glance and did not see half a fish-man, it seems that the fish-man really went out in order to eliminate the spider.
Ling Hong was not in a hurry to destroy the fish-man house now, Ling Hong was even more curious that there would be a traverser camp within the scope of such a fish-man territory, which seemed so abrupt and aroused Ling Hong's curiosity.
Although he saw at a glance that there was no one in the camp, Ling Hong still seemed cautious when he entered the camp, avoiding a few dogtooth traps on the ground, Ling Hong didn't know if the dogtooth traps were useful to him, anyway, Ling Hong didn't want to try the effect at all.
There are only two books of technology in this camp, and it seems that the development of the camp master is not very good, thermometers, meat drying racks, tents, refrigerators, cooking pots, there are a lot of them, and there is even a bird cage, so-so is okay, Ling Hong carefully looked at the items in the camp.
"Wow~ I said, the storage box turned out to be in this corner, and the camp owner is quite good at hiding things!"
Ling Hong came to check this camp is actually running for the storage box, those buildings Ling Hong can't look at at all, his own camp is much more high-grade than this, there may be a lot of treasures in the storage box, it is impossible for a person to bring good things with him at any time, the storage box in the camp is of course the best place to store treasures.
Looking at the two storage boxes in front of him, Ling Hong still had some shadows, he had also opened other people's storage boxes before, the fire was still vivid, and he almost burned his own small cut, although it seemed that this box could not be a trap, Ling Hong was still very careful to open it.
The first box is all some common materials, and the number is also objective, twenty-three stones, forty-six cobwebs, one group of hay, one group of wood, five canine teeth, four tentacle skins, five saltpeter, seven flints, and three snowbird feathers.
The second chest was obviously a variety of rare materials, the first of which was gemstones, one ruby, five sapphires, five nightmare fuel, seven gold, and even three maces.
The Five Regiments of Nightmare Fuel is obviously the most important thing for Ling Hong now, and Ling Hong is only now bold in gems or something, and he has brought back forty-six gems on Walrus Island alone.
No matter how thin the mosquito's legs are, it is meat, Ling Hong will not let go of these resources, if you want to blame the camp owner, the life is not good, Ling Hong doesn't want to leave a piece of hay.
There is obviously only one person living in the camp, just look at the tent, only a lone tent in the center of the entire camp, Ling Hong's own tent is an exception, and the wild tent is probably the only one in the entire famine world.
Living with the evil creature fish-man, if it's not dead, it's definitely not a good thing, tent, before the fish-man chased himself, he ran too hastily, Ling Hong even lost the tripod of the system tent, just right, this tent subsidy came back, Ling Hong didn't say a word, and dismantled the tent in front of him.
Now that he has characterized the owner of this camp as an evil person, Ling Hong picked up things without mercy, there was even a hammer by the bonfire, Ling Hong originally thought it was troublesome to dismantle things with his bare hands, but now it seems that it is not troublesome at all, knock them all out and take them away!
The bald man who was far away outside the spider forest didn't know what was going on in his nest at all, and he was even more proud to see his summon fighting against Zhou Ling and Alin, but he was also more vigilant, after all, Ling Hong hadn't appeared yet, and if he couldn't keep it, he would rush out from where to give himself a sneak attack.
The bald man would never have thought that his camp was suffering from a catastrophe, a big looting, the original camp was built on the edge of the fish-man house, the bald man thought that there was no place in the famine world that was safer than here, the fish-man was his free housekeeper, but he didn't expect that it was precisely at this time that the fishman and himself poured out of the nest, and a robber entered.
Ling Hong packed to the end, the thief's backpack and the backpack on his chest were full, there were still many things that could not be taken away, Zhou Ling was not around, there was no new backpack, Ling Hong simply wrapped all the remaining things with the large canvas of the system tent, put them at the gate of the camp, and took them away when he left.
Ling Hong didn't know that this camp was bald, otherwise he might have set fire to the last wall of the camp again.
The next thing is to do the hard work, Ling Hong carried the hammer picked up in the bald camp and began to dismantle the fish-man room, looking at so many fish-man houses, Ling Hong didn't want to let go of every piece of wood and stone brick knocked down, but unfortunately his backpack was already stuffed to the fullest, so many fish-man houses, just start to demolish from the nearest one!
"What kind of person!cough cough~ dare to break into the fish-man station!"
Ling Hong was hammering with his hammer, when an old voice came from a red fish-man house in a pond far behind Ling Hong, Ling Hong turned his head and noticed the delicate red fish-man house.
There is also an old red fisherman on the edge of the fishman's room, the shriveled fish scales on the old fisherman's body, and the rickety figure indicate that the old fisherman should be very old, he still has a pinch of beard on his chin, and a fishing rod in his hand, isn't this the old fisherman in the shipwreck!
Originally, Ling Hong almost thought that Weber's commission was not dangerous, but seeing the sudden appearance of the old fishman, Ling Hong faintly felt a sense of crisis, this old fisherman should not be a fisherman in a shipwreck, why did he appear in the swamp.
Although the old fisherman in front of him looked very old, and even Ling Hong felt that as soon as he pushed him, he would fall to the ground, but Ling Hong didn't dare to be careless at all, there was still an old fisherman who had wisdom and could speak, and he was definitely friend or foe!