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In the waters of the Rorsted Islands, in a small harbor with a fishing village, the "Future" is in the bottom cabin.

Frank Lee rolled up his cuffs, crossed his arms, and carefully examined the pieces of pork in front of him.

These porks are plump, evenly fat, and delicate, with some traces of green and brown on some parts. On the red part of the flesh, if you look closely, there is a unique vein-like pattern.

Frank reached out and touched it, pinched it, squeezed it, and the pork juice was abundant, but there was no blood.

Mr. Frank, who has been dubbed "Abundance" by the Aurora Society and some of the people of Silver City, looked up and down at this piece of pork a few times, looked around again, looked at the cabin full of formed pork, green pork, unformed pork, white fat, and pork that had not yet been picked and began to sprout, and said to the "craftsman" Charff beside him:

"Yes, this experiment has progressed again. Thanks to you for reminding me that 'you don't have to make the whole pig grow', just let the edible parts of the pig grow. ”

"Not only does it shorten the growth time, but it also allows me to focus my nutrition on the meat."

"I used pork and plant cells for fusion culture, and both items are not aggressive, do not have other effects, and do not produce biotoxins, and with the previous experiments with apples and chickens, this time I finally found the right route."

"It is said that those who are hungry have already obtained basic livelihood security through mushrooms, so they can then pursue the taste, variety and texture of food...... I thought, sometimes, when you go to the wilderness, you need to carry dry food or hunt wild beasts in order to fill your stomach, and this is too troublesome, if you can carry this gene and use yourself or other things as a petri dish to cultivate directly, wouldn't it be a lot easier? ”

"Uh, how does it taste?"

Beside him, "The Craftsman" Sharf is using a frying pan with a complicated expression, placing a piece of cut ripe pork in the pan and frying it with onions. His appearance had changed dramatically from when he had just escaped from Intis, and the heavy workload had left him with no time to pursue fancy clothes and fine food, and his body had quickly become stronger and looked much healthier.

After being sent to work with Frank Lee, he was even more in pursuit of pirates on a manly pirate ship that didn't even have a woman to pursue, with a messy stubble, deep dark circles, and greasy hair tied back in weeks.

Frank leaned over and watched as the pork was breaded and fried until golden brown on both sides, and then Sharf cut it with a kitchen knife, and the muscle texture inside the cut was clear and beautiful, and the juice seeped out when he squeezed it slightly, and it looked extremely delicious.

The room was filled with aromas, and even Charff, who had witnessed the whole process of the birth of pork, had to swallow his saliva.

Frank excitedly took a piece away from his fork, rested one hand underneath it, and took a hard bite, "It smells good...... It's also very good to eat, I haven't eaten a more advanced pork chop, what do you think? ”

“…… With your texture, taste and cost, you can open a big restaurant in Trier. ”

Sharf also ate the other half, and even a little unsatisfied, he felt delicious and happy in this piece of pork, as if he saw his own wonderful life before leaving Trier, so that his eyes became greedy when he looked at the other pork.

He'd been working with Frank for a while, and he'd seen apples that ran and crowed on the ground, mushrooms that could eat people and monsters and produce milk, fish, and beef, beef-flavored mashed potatoes that multiplied about three times just by watering, and wheat cows in cultivation, and plant-based pork that was so harmless that it made you want to cry.

"Well, let's study and observe for a while, and give it to the other people on the ship to see if there will be any side effects due to race, constitution, and pathway. If it's all safe, then you can contact Mr. X from the Aurora Society. ”

The texture and taste are even better than expected, but the simplest cooking techniques are still delicious. Frank also resisted the urge to have another piece, but unfortunately, the pork in front of him was still a laboratory product, a precious sample, and he couldn't eat more.

He couldn't help but fantasize, "It would be nice if I could get some more spiritual power from the 'Praiser' path through Mr. X, or something that has been blessed." At sea, extraordinary items with purifying powers are in high demand...... Unfortunately, the captain said that Ms. D had already found another job near her home and would not be visiting the Future again anytime soon......"

"Anyway, Frank, why don't you try to make something else?"

Sorf's whim:

"Since you cultivators can hybridize plants and animals, can you make guns and ammunition grow out of the ground?"

"Weapons are the product of war and sacrifice, not a symbol of abundance." Frank shook his head, "I heard the captain say that the high sequence of your 'generalists' will directly make an entire land lose its vitality, absorbing the power of the land to create alchemy puppets, which is a desecration of the earth and the harvest, but you are my friend, I will not let you return to the earth." ”

Sharf rubbed his arm, and asked the question because the improvement task assigned to him by the Patrol Sect had not yet been completed, and the factory was saying that the supply of spiritual thermal weapons was in short supply, but Frank said this, and he had to give up this lazy idea:

"Let's not talk about that, let's talk about the improvement direction of plant-based pork."

"No problem! I have an idea, next, should I try to grow pork chops directly out of the ground? ”

“…… That's still forgotten, not everyone likes pork chops, which can cause waste. Pork is already good now. ……”

Some of the crew were also attracted by the scent of the cabins on the ground floor, and while Frank had gradually introduced many safer, harmless, and healthier products, anyone who saw mushrooms and potatoes growing on the decks and corridors would not be too interested in them, let alone apples running on the ground.

"Going to talk to Frank on the hour?" The second mate sniffed the seductive aroma in the air and asked the others in a low voice.

"There's no hurry." The boatswain replied, "It will definitely be in the canteen." ”

At this time, somewhere outside the fishing village, the blue-green vines retracted rapidly, as if they were growing upside down.

"The star general" Gardelia walked out of it, her eyes dark purple mixed with silver.

The illusory whispers of the "Hidden Sage" still echoed in her ears, but they were not as completely unbearable as before, and as far as she could see, there were countless wandering figures in indescribable forms, a thick curtain like shadows, an invisible sight cast from nowhere.

Compared to the past, she could vaguely see the unknown existence hidden behind the veil, and she could already witness round after round of different colors of the moon in the sky, they were blood-red, or silvery-white, or dark brown, or dark blue, like eyes looking at the earth.

Gadelia's mind buzzed for a moment, and she quickly withdrew her gaze, not daring to look again.

She has relied on the analysis of the blood of the "Serpent of Destiny", completed the ritual, gained divinity, and became the "Voyeur" path Sequence 4, "Occultist"!

However, she remembered that the queen had warned her:

Of all the sequences of the twenty-two paths,4 the "occultist" is the "profession" that is most likely to encounter danger, because it often sees things that should not be seen, hears sounds that should not be heard, and touches secrets that should not be touched.

Therefore, in order to live a long life, a "occultist" must know how to restrain his curiosity and control his behavior.

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Removing the heavy glasses clipped to her clothes, Gardelia held them to the bridge of her nose, but the sights of non-real-world things did not disappear.

She hooked the corners of her mouth, half self-deprecating, half satisfied, knowing that the object could no longer seal her voyeuristic eye.

She closed her eyes, and then opened them, and the pair of eyes were already dark, no longer mysteriously deep purple and silver.

Call...... Gadelia breathed a sigh of relief and walked slowly towards the Future, as if she had just disembarked for a walk.

She didn't intend to spread the news that she had become a demigod, and she didn't want to quickly become the third king of the sea, for her, this was one of the hole cards in a dangerous world, and she would not easily throw it.

And now she finally has the qualifications to contact the survivors of the "Dawn of the Elements", and finally has the capital to cooperate......

Suddenly, her spirituality vibrated violently, and the barely audible murmuring of the "Hidden Sage" suddenly became louder, surrounding her, as if a distant cry was hidden behind the layers of whispering.

Gadelia instinctively felt that if she could listen to the words of that voice, her "occultist" potion would definitely be able to digest most of it in a short time, but it was this realization that frightened her even more. The ancient cry seemed to travel through time and space, coming from an extremely distant and empty place, and Cordelia, who had just been promoted to spiritual instability, was terrified, and she whispered almost at the same time:

"Fools who don't belong to this era......"

After the repetition of the honorable name, the red light swallowed her like a tidal wave before the cry that echoed in the wilderness reached Cordelia's ears.

A second before the astral spirit went to the gods, Gadelia turned her head, and saw that the blue of the sea and the silver white of the sky were boiling violently like boiling water, and the sea level at the end of the field of vision was fluctuating, and an unprecedented tsunami was brewing.

……

North Sunia Sea, aboard the "Blue Avenger".

The ghost ship from the Quaternary was tossed up and down in the huge waves like a hill, and Alger Wilson kept his feet off the ground and floated behind the window of the captain's room, trying his best to spread spirituality and stabilize the ship.

A huge wave hit, and the hull of the "Blue Avenger" slanted dangerously, and then the wind howled on the crooked side, and an extremely ugly song came from the wind, which forced the ghost ship back to right.

But a few unlucky sailors fell into the sea, swallowed up by the waves without saying a word, and Alger was covered in water, not only in the pouring rain, but also in a cold sweat caused by repeated brushes with death.

Having digested some of the "Ocean Singer" potion, he is barely holding on in the tsunami. A week ago, he reported to the Storm Church and exchanged his accumulated merits for a "Stormwinner" potion and successfully took it, that is, in his official information, the sequence has been upgraded to 6, of course, he has to re-digest the "Stormwinner" potion, but this is not difficult.

Even after becoming Sequence 5, Alger only had a chance to breathe during the natural disaster, and if it weren't for this covert promotion, he would probably have been shipwrecked by now!

The remaining sailors tied themselves tightly to the ship and prayed loudly to the Lord of the Storm in the wind and waves, but their prayers did not win the mercy of the gods, and the "Sea Rollers" and "Wind Sweepers" of the past were like ordinary people who encountered the wind and waves, and all of them felt the tyranny of the sea and the sky without exception. Even if they are sailors, it doesn't help to be able to move freely in the sea, such a big wave, such a crazy sea, even if Alger, the "sea singer", jumps down, maybe he will be swept by the sea and hit a certain reef to pieces!

The sky was overcast, the sun was gone, and the only thing that illuminated the world was silver and white lightning.

The lightning illuminated the waves, and for a moment, Alger had the illusion that he was now in the forsaken land.

He didn't lose his way, there was a port dozens of kilometers away, but he wasn't sure if he could get there alive with the "Blue Avenger", and he wasn't sure if the island was still there, according to this wind and wave, the island should have been swallowed up!

At this moment, Alger suddenly felt a cold and terrifying aura crawling up his back, like a cold snake climbing against his crest, Alger was terrified, he saw, he saw the bottomless darkness spreading from the end of his vision, from his back, the sky turned into the gate of the underworld, huge skeletons and countless babies rose from the sea, an incomparably huge old-fashioned steamship seemed to sail from another world, and ghostly spirits hovered on it, Countless illusory human figures come and go.

The hull is rusty, with countless barnacles and shellfish growing, and aquatic plants crawling all over every corner.

The sculpture in the bow of the ship was headless, like a decapitated man, lightning lit up the sky again, and several rune words that seemed to be written in blood loomed beneath the layers of sea creatures—

"Laurel"!

"Sunken Laurel"!

Alger's mind flashed through a myriad of relevant information.

The ship was used during the colonial period to the Byron Empire......

The ship plundered a great deal of property, and while it was on a safe course, it ended up strangely sinking in the raging sea, unable to be salvaged......

From the occult point of view, combined with the information that Tarot would give, it is likely that he plundered too many spiritual items related to the "Grim Reaper", so that it resonated with the remnants of the "Grim Reaper" power of the Raging Sea, causing it to sink ......

So, now that the ship has resurfaced, who exactly salvaged it and who drove it?

Alger felt that his vitality was rapidly decreasing, and he finally stopped caring about his hidden strength and the others on the "Blue Avenger", he immediately closed his eyes and prayed in his heart:

"Fools who don't belong to this era......"

Engulfed in red light, Alger saw the undead sail in a vast ship with boundless darkness at his side, his crew caught in the darkness by coiled vines and infant arms in terror, and he fell from the ship and fell into the sea.

tbc

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