Doomsday Pavilion

Uncle Warlock finished his words leisurely, and the whole person "poofed" to pieces. Limbs, torso, and head floated freely in the air. Gray smoke spurted from the "wound", and countless weird and weird tentacles sprang up. Come out, the whole person is completely restrained——

And the Uncle Warlock didn't realize how frightening he was now, so he threw himself into the sea and went to catch a fish.

Sikong: .....

Suddenly I didn't know whether to envy these two guys or to grieve for them.

but....

After all, it's nice not to have to work.

In about ten minutes, Lin Chou took the lead to board the ship.

"Where is the warlock?"

Sikong pointed down,

"Playing in the water below-where did this bird come from?"

Lin Chou is holding a bonito that is more than one meter long. This thing is nothing unusual. In the era of cataclysm, as long as there is a sea, there will be bonito. According to the conclusion of the scientific research institute's long-term observations, the bonito is very important to the origin. It is incredibly adaptable, even if there is no bonito of any grade, it can even eat up to the third-order ocean monster without blew on the spot.

As we all know, the quality of the bonito produced in the colder and deeper waters is better. Mingguang people insist that the bonito in the round island reef gathering area at 1,300 nautical miles from Mingguang Port to the northeast is the most delicious and delicious. The second-order bonito produced there The price of bonito can even exceed some Tier 3 terrestrial monsters.

As for the bird Sikong said...

"Oh, this thing seems to be called a frigate bird. Just now another group followed me to catch fish."

The poor seabird had his neck broken long ago, and his wingspan was about two meters long. With white feathers, red eye sockets, and huge hook-shaped beak, it looked quite mighty.

"This, this, can this be eaten?"

After waiting for a while, the Uncle Warlock also came back with trophies that fit his style of painting.

A huge octopus that constantly changes colors like a revolving lantern-eight standard tentacles, each of which is more than one meter long.

In addition, there are several palm-sized black gold abalones.

"The black gold abalones here are so small," Uncle Warlock complained. "Does the abalone eat sea urchins? Why can't you even see a single sea urchin on the seabed? The bottom is full of small abalones... It's almost flooding..."

Lin Chou cut the bonito into three pieces with a few cuts. The slightly blue fish bones were thrown into the pot and stewed with the abalone and kelp.

Bonito has a lot of meat and a small belly. The beautiful red meat is very rich in fat. After a few strokes, the knife will be smeared with shiny fat.

Sashimi, fish shabu-shabu, octopus and abalone sashimi, facing a vast ocean of fresh shabu-shabu and sashimi, Lin Chou wrote the words all over his head-self! by!

Ah, this is the taste of happiness~

"Hey, don't enjoy your expression so much, okay, it's too scary," Sikong glared at Lin Chou disgustingly, "There are only three people on this boat. Although we are friends, please don't make a pair of "all around you". It's a beautiful girl with my rippling expression!"

Lin Chou: "So sure enough, the minds of some spiritual guys who use their base friends as their girlfriends can always be opened in places that we serious people don't expect."

Warlock: "I always feel that I am incompatible with the two of you. Is it because I am not perverted enough?"

Sikong: .....

WDNMD, why do you keep talking about this matter? Hey, isn't you Lin who is not responsible for this kind of thing? If you really want to say you are still Bai Su Ren's half dad!

Of course, it's impossible for Sikong to say this kind of thing-wouldn't it be equivalent to acknowledging his improper relationship with the Bai family?

Sikong didn't hear it, and concentrated on enjoying the food.

Because of physique, Si Kong rarely eats this kind of raw food.

But I have to say that the bonito fish meat that seems to be still trembling is really, real, and really delicious. A little bit dipped in the savory sauce, the fish is as delicious and moist as ice cream. It's flushed in the mouth...

And Sikong is very good at changing the topic-especially for Lin Chou, such a naive person.

"Damn, how come this bonito tastes completely different from what I usually eat?"

"Oh, of course it's not the same. The sashimi you eat is not the freshest. The fish is bleeded into the freezing chamber immediately after being caught and boarded. When it returns to the voyage, the fish may have been frozen for ten and a half months. There are several processing steps. The most important one is to store it in a chilled warehouse at -3°C for several days, which is equivalent to an alternative'maturing' method to prepare for the sashimi, deacidify and give the fish a certain amount of meat. Fermented flavor."

Lin Chou said:

"Many people like to use this method to treat sashimi fish, because the fishy smell is not so strong, but the relative umami taste of the fish itself will also be greatly reduced."

Lin Chou didn't realize that he had been fooled by Sikong from the first word. If Huang Dashan was here, he could use this topic to tear off Sikong's face and use it as an insole.

Sikong responded to a large professional explanation with just one word:

"Oh..."

Lin Chou:? ? ?

The topic transfer is complete, you beep Lailai this big tuft, I heard a word is considered as my son lost.

The octopus that Sagon likes most among these foods.

Lin Chou sliced ​​the octopus into thin slices with fresh wasabi sauce, soy sauce, ponzu vinegar, sesame oil, green onion, garlic mash, and chili. You want the flavor to be flavorful, and the aftertaste is aftertaste. It is crisp and tough to chew And the octopus flakes are still squirming, the taste...

stimulate! Cowhide! Goose bumps all over!

Ha, I think who dares to say that this stuff is not new now?

"Cracking..."

It was a little horrified and a little bit overwhelmed, Sikong's eyes were all round when he was chewing on this thing.

"By the way, is this creature like octopus really native to our earth? Isn't it an alien creature?"

Uncle Warlock suddenly came to his spirits,

"Before the great catastrophe, the scientific and metaphysical circles were already arguing over whether we humans created the Cthulhu system based on this stuff or the other way around. Think about it. Product."

Sikong replied with disdain,

"When you are sitting next to me, you make me think about this kind of question, do you think it is appropriate?"

Uncle Warlock slowly slapped an exclamation point,

"By the way, your thinking angle is very tricky~"

"The wind is blowing, it feels like a storm," Lin Chou said suddenly, "Warlock, is your Crawfish number reliable?"

Uncle Warlock banged his chest,

"Rest assured, absolutely reliable, thunder and rain will not affect the speed of the Crawfish..."

The storm on the dark sea is definitely a nightmare for all sea hunters. As long as the source crystal rain falls, most of the evolutionaries will not even show up. In case of a situation, the sea hunter’s defensive ability will definitely decline more than one or two grades. ——And there are too many weird creatures in the sea, they are happy to run out and make waves when the source crystal rains.