At the last moment, the 'Gray Paste' finally succeeded in creating a 'sea hunter' with a balanced possession of two genes, human and sea pomfret, but unfortunately it was too late after all, and only three more copies of the strange fish were made, and it was already on the verge of collapse, and it could no longer continue to consume energy to make creatures.

No matter how ferocious and agile the four strange fish of more than one meter long are, it is impossible to hunt enough in the shallow sea, and after three growths, the carnivorous nutrients they need have begun to be calculated in ten tons of 'gray paste' requirements.

After trying to swing their bodies quickly and rush like sharp arrows to catch a few fish that were no more than a few catties largest, they stopped this futile effort according to Zhang Muzi's remote control, pulled up the four corners of the 'gray paste', and dragged it to the depths of the ocean.

Unlike the air on land, which is composed of gases, the ocean pelagic is filled with an infinite number of plankton that move with currents, lack well-developed locomotor organs, have little or no ability to swim, and are so small that they can only be seen under a microscope.

This creature may seem too small to be mentioned, but quantitative changes produce qualitative changes, and the largest creature in the ocean, the blue whale, lives by devouring them.

If the area of the 'gray paste' is still the size of the thirteen tons of 'pomfret that it has just swallowed', then the amount of plankton digested by it as it skims the foggy waters alone is probably enough to cope with the usual consumption, but unfortunately, the volume of the 'gray paste' is no longer the size of an ordinary tapestry, and the flow of water it can contact is already very limited.

"Obviously the dawn is close at hand, but I may die on the eve of the dawn, life is really ridiculous...", sitting on the truck, a cloud of black fog has appeared in front of me, and my vision has become blurred;

On the extremely pale face, only a bright red was left on the lips that had almost been bitten by himself;

Zhang Muzi, who was covered in cold sweat enough to fill half a plastic bucket, was in a desperate situation, and a rather poetic thought flashed inexplicably in his heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a sneering smile at himself.

It was a pod-shaped procession of thirty or forty large round heads, long and broad dorsal fins that stretched forward like sickles, and long tails, except for a pale gray spot that stretched from the belly to the front of the body in the shape of an anchor.

The largest members are more than seven or eight meters long, and the shortest is about two or three meters.

As soon as they appeared, the largest of them ran aground on the submarine reef, and happened to crush the four strange fish that were swimming with the 'gray paste' and couldn't dodge it, and at the same time pressed the 'gray paste' tightly under their abdomen.

The other small big fish did not charge too much for thirty or forty meters, and then ran aground one after another, obviously the shallow sea area only a few dozen meters away from the coastline could not accommodate this group of behemoths.

But after being trapped in the shallow sea, the giant fish still struggled forward desperately little by little, and seemed to never give up until they rushed to the shore, the only exception was the 'big guy' who ran aground first.

Although it was also swaying its body vigorously, it was not moving forward but swaying from side to side, as if it wanted to turn over, but unfortunately, the water less than ten meters deep had no room for it to flip.

Soon the largest fish gradually stopped swaying, and streams of bright red blood oozed from its abdomen, and in a short time the entire surrounding sea water was dyed bright red, and in the midst of that blood red, its huge body slowly collapsed and disappeared like a wax torch placed on a fire.

At the same time, among its dissolved corpses, a strange fish with a flattened spindle-shaped body and a black-scaled arm connected by fins, a human muzzle, nose and sharp fangs were born, and swam towards the struggling fish around it, and a brutal slaughter began.

About ten minutes later, several unknown big fish, at least ten tons of high-quality fat, were swallowed up one by one by the 'gray paste', and the fog in front of Zhang Muzi's eyes in the truck began to gradually dissipate, and the burning pain in his stomach was relieved to the point where Cheng Dù, who could barely bear it.

After breaking free from the desperate situation with incredible luck, he took a deep breath of slightly salty air as if he had just woken up from a dream, and slumped over the saddle with his tense body stretched out.

Xu Yayun, who caught a glimpse of the young employer's body suddenly paralyzed on the side, was already a little surprised, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Zhang, what's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell and strict?"

"No, I'm fine now, and I'm feeling better and better," Zhang Muzi's spirit became almost numb after several cycles of joy and sorrow in a short period of time, and he replied in a low voice with a strange expression: "Do you know Mr. Xu, the place 'Kenlong Beach' really deserves its name." ”

"Yes, yes. Hearing this nervous answer, Xu Yayun responded and stopped talking, and Zhang Muzi had no interest in continuing to speak, so in silence, the truck drove to a car wash on the outskirts of the city, and after carefully cleaning inside and out, it was sent back to the 'Jiaxiang Logistics Company'.

Because of the clean shell, the employees of the moving company did not find the slight traces of the corrosion spots on the floor and four walls of the rear compartment sealed by the truck, and when the 'gray paste' devoured the pomfret and swallowed the pomfret without objection, they took back the car keys without objection.

After the delivery was clear, Zhang Muzi walked out of the 'Jiaxiang Company' and suddenly felt a little dazed, and even Xu Yayun, "Mr. Zhang, since the work is completed, then I will leave first, goodbye." He hurriedly said goodbye and walked straight back to his SUV.

Looking at the weak, embarrassed face in the 'rearview mirror', he didn't move for a long time, until his stomach 'growl...' sounded, and his face changed miserably, and he subconsciously pressed his abdomen with all his might.

A minute or two later, when Zhang Muzi, who was all soldiers, slowly realized that his hunger this time was not due to the lack of nutrients in the 'gray paste', but because he got up at more than four o'clock in the morning and ran around, until the afternoon he only ate two pieces of toffee, and his stomach was really hungry.

After laughing and crying for a long time, Zhang Muzi started the car and drove at high speed to a familiar Chinese-style fast food restaurant, ate a three-person set meal, and then drove home directly, lying down on his big bed without thinking about anything, and fell asleep deeply.

When he woke up, the sun was still shining outside the window, he grabbed the mobile phone next to the bed dizzily and looked at the time, more than 20 hours had passed, and then recalled that yesterday's Qiē suddenly had a feeling that was unreal and suddenly like a dream.

Shaking his head vigorously, sobering up his spirits, and then looking at the screen and finding that there were a few missed calls full of his mother's number, Zhang Muzi dialed back casually, and said after the phone was connected: "Mom, I was so tired yesterday that I didn't hear the phone ringing..."

"Muzi, your grandfather's condition is stable and he has been transferred out of the intensive care ward," Li Xiangzhi interrupted his son's explanation, and said in a joyful tone: "Now he is very conscious and can eat."

The doctor said that he would stay in the hospital for a few more days to observe that there was nothing abnormal, and he could be discharged from the hospital and go home to recuperate. ”

"Really, that's great, I'm thinking about going to the hospital to see my grandfather today. Zhang Muzi said in surprise.

"Don't come to the hospital today," Hearing her son say this, Li Xiangzhi suddenly lowered her voice and said in a changed tone: "What did you do yesterday, why did you blow up the card again at five o'clock in the morning."

Do you know that your dad is really angry this time, if it weren't for the cram school these days to call a group of new teachers, there are a lot of things, and he has to take care of coming to the hospital, he really doesn't have time to go home..."

Without waiting for his mother's reproach to finish, Zhang Muzi pretended to be a relaxed half-truth and explained: "Mom, I swiped the card to prepare something for worship.

Don't you think that my grandfather's sudden heart attack was because of the 'good brothers' who had disappeared, so I rented a truck yesterday, bought a whole 'tuolagu' paper money and sacrifices, and went to the abandoned mine in Tiangong Town to 'bye-bye' and resolve their grievances. ”

"You, what are you talking about, my mother told you not to go to the abandoned mine, but you still went, you, you are so bold. Hearing her son's words, Li Xiangzhi couldn't help but be afraid, and roared out with a trembling voice.

"Mom, my grandfather is likely to be admitted to the hospital because of my trouble, how can I pretend to be fine," Zhang Muzi said in a low voice: "What's more, if those missing people really become powerful ghosts that can harm grandpa, they will definitely be able to harm you and Dad, if something happens to you, I, I can't even think about it." ”

The son's filial piety warmed Li Xiangzhi's heart, and the anger disappeared unconsciously, "You, you, you kid, you are so bold... Hey, mom will explain this to your dad, so you don't have to worry. ”

"Thank you, Mom, then I can go to the hospital to see my grandfather today, right?" Zhang Muzi asked with a smile.

"Your grandfather needs to rest more, and he just specially instructed him to see you at noon tomorrow," Li Xiangzhi thought for a while and replied, "So you should come back to the hospital tomorrow."

"Grandpa specially ordered me to see me at noon tomorrow," Zhang Muzi said strangely: "I'm not a believer who wants to ask God for divination, how can I meet and make an appointment, this is weird." ”

"It's not allowed to talk to adults like this," Li Xiangzhi said sternly: "How can a child use 'weird' to describe his elders."

Okay, your dad is coming to deliver lunch, I'm going to hang up the phone, you stay at home, don't run around anymore, you know, and I made an appointment with a psychiatrist..."

"Got it, Mom," Zhang Muzi smiled and blocked what his mother was about to say, "I won't go anywhere except for dinner today, but don't forget to help me pay off my card debt later."

There's no need for a psychiatrist, and I'm not crazy. After that, he hurriedly hung up the phone.