Although they are very strange and hideous, the thought of being able to exchange them for money makes Burke feel that they are not so ugly, but have a kind of beauty of dedication.

After all, Burke doesn't even need to go to them, they will automatically send them to the door.

Burke was getting more and more proficient, and now he didn't even need to dodge the snails' attacks, he could do it with a punch to the head that rushed at him.

Just be on point and don't smash your fist into their mouths and you'll be fine.

"Forty thousand! Forty thousand! Another forty thousand! ”

He seemed to be enchanted, punching a snail and fighting happily.

Despite this, Burke still didn't devote himself to it.

While harvesting snails, he also had a large part of his mind on vigilance.

He never forgot that this was a new and untapped territory.

As Burke went deeper, the smoke in the forest disappeared at some point.

After the vision returned to normal, Burke trembled, and the whole person was completely frozen in place.

Those seventy or eighty meters high bare pole trees are covered with countless snails.

Not only on the trees, but also on the ground.

The number is so large that it can even cause people to die on the spot.

However......

Further inside this huge crowd of snails is a huge snail shell that reaches to the sky.

Seventy or eighty meters high, not even a third of the height of the snail's shell, it stood like an unshakable mountain, huge and magnificent.

The spiral-shaped snail shell seemed to be a little dizzy after looking at it for a long time, and it staggered and almost fell.

"Dirk Town...... How can there be a snail ......?"

Burke shook his head, no longer staring directly at the massive snail shell.

According to Burke's understanding, the few snails in the world seem to be controlled by monopoly manufacturers.

As long as the snail mother exists, the snail will continue to emerge.

But the snail is not a stupid cash cow, it is wise, and it is very intelligent.

Each snail mother is said to have lived for hundreds of years, and the means used by those manufacturers to control the snail mother are also delicious and delicious, and I am afraid that the snail mother will be half unhappy.

Burke didn't think he had the power to wade through this troubled water, and he didn't have the heart to do it.

No amount of money is more attractive to him than a message about going home.

Thinking of this, Burke was suddenly stunned, and suddenly came back to his senses, and the price eyes fell on the snail.

If the snail really lived for hundreds of years and was intellectually superior......

It might know something!

Burke did not retreat, but strode directly towards the snail in the distance, and the dense and large crowd of snails also launched an attack on Burke.

This time Burke didn't show mercy to his men, he desperately needed to know information, even if it was just a little.

He pulled out his pistol and pulled the trigger indiscriminately on the snails, one by one from their deaths and from the trees.

The relationship between the snail mother and the snail is like that of a human being and excrement, and no one cares if their excrement is killed by others.

Therefore, killing the Snail will not anger the Snail Mother.

Burke didn't want to mess with the big guy.

Thundered!!!!

Perhaps sensing Burke's approach, the snail mother moved, and the huge trees were knocked down one by one.

Burke soon saw a large, train-like white body moving through the forest at an exaggerated speed.

Soon, the snail broke through the forest and came to Burke's eyes.

Burke felt suffocated by its sheer size, and it was an underestimate to say that it was a train-like size, and her body had to be at least the size of four trains.

The snail has a very strange face.

At first glance, it looks like a piece of mud smeared on top of the white flesh.

But when you look closely, you will see that the seemingly irregular clay face is like a combination of countless hands.

It was arguably the grotesqueest and strangest face Burke had ever seen.

The mud on his face was flowing down all the time, but each time it flowed, it seemed to form other hands in a regular manner.

If you keep staring, it's like there are countless hands dancing with their teeth and claws, as if they want to drag you into the abyss.

"People... Class ......"

Its sound was extremely uncomfortable, like an octogenarian with phlegm stuck in his throat, and as if someone was scraping glass with a knife.

"Hello, Honorable Snail Mother......"

"What you want...... Answer...... Absence...... I'm ...... here," Burke interrupted before he could finish his sentence.

She seemed to know what Burke was here for.

"You know, does anyone else might know?" Burke asked reluctantly.

"Netherworld...... Seabed...... There is a ...... Knowledgeable ...... Old man...... He lived...... Tens of thousands of years ......"

The snail mother intermittently named a place.

"Old man at the bottom of the nether......" Burke bowed his head slightly and read silently, jotting down the key information.

It just so happened that there was also a sea in Carax Bay, where he was going, and maybe it was at the bottom of that sea.

"Thank you." Burke bowed in thanks.

Seeing that Burke seemed to have nothing else to worry about, it shrank back again with great speed.

And Burke didn't expect the snail mother to be so talkative.

Burke, who was originally prepared for the worst, planned to be soft and not hard, even if it was hard, he had to let it speak.

As a result, I didn't expect the snail mother to say it directly.

And it also seems to have the ability to read other people's thoughts.

But the more intelligent you are, the more disdainful you are of brute force, and the older you are, the less willing you are to fight.

And the snail mother just has both, not only is it very intelligent, but it has also lived for hundreds of years, and it is strange that it will be angry and kill people at every turn.

Burke's mood has improved dramatically, and now things are finally looking up.

Whether it's Carax Bay, or the undersea of the Nether, at least Burke has a goal, a head, and knows where to go.

Instead of asking around like a headless fly before, he was still regarded as a madman.

In celebration that he had finally added another message point, Burke rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the crowd, followed by the sound of a violent beating.

"There must be at least a few hundred, even if there are a hundred, sell them at a price of forty thousand, let alone four million, and when the time comes, you can buy cursed items with confidence when you go to the big city, as long as I improve fast enough, the black crow may be able to take me without ......"

"In this way, I am one step closer to going home." Burke smiled.

He was glad that he had come across such a big opportunity in Dirk, and that there was no danger.

The snail man does not pose a threat, and the snail mother is a kind and kind person.

At this moment, his ears keenly caught that someone was coming, and his shoes could not avoid making a sound when he stepped on this sticky ground, and he could basically judge from the sound that there were at least a dozen people on the other side.

Burke frowned slightly, and immediately hid behind a large tree.

Soon, he saw a group of men with guns in their hands coming through the fog to the area.

"The snail is here!" A man exclaimed.

"The pioneer has been here too."

Looking at the large group of snails huddled in the shells of snails, the one-eyed man in the lead naturally understood that Burke had been here.

"He was alone, and he was probably bitten to death in the face of so many snails."

"I'll go talk to the snail mother, you stay vigilant, he may not have gone far." The one-eyed man gave the order.

"Yes!" *16