Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 52: Assault
Slowing down, I came to a shoal after low tide. Ian looked over the breathing hole in the sand and saw a razor clam lurking in the sand, a shellfish that looked like a bamboo tube. kind.
This kind of shellfish is rich in nutrition and delicious. It inhabits the soft tidal flats near the sea. It can dig caves and escape immediately if there is an abnormality. its caught.
Although it is said that the razor clams can be drawn out by sprinkling table salt into the cave, but in this era of Terra, high-purity table salt is much more expensive than seafood that can be picked up everywhere.
The razor clam that Ian regarded as the target was thick and white in mist. Among the ordinary ingredients that were not sublimated materials, it was considered the top class, and it was more than 30 centimeters long, very plump.
Take out the small shovel that Ian brought with him, and dig straight towards the place where the razor clams are. It dug out of the sand without even dropping the razor nose.
Throw the razor clam into the small bucket in his hand, there are many shells, crabs and smaller razor clams in the bucket.
Although seafood has no fat, it has a lot of high-quality protein. As long as it is eaten with meat, it is an excellent food for exercise.
Every time Ian goes out for training, he will bring back such a bucket of seafood. After all, with his psychic power, it is easy to find materials for sublimation, let alone a rush?
When using the precognitive horizon to perceive the things in the sea, Ian even observed the 'blue' mist several times. The mist representing the rare sublimation material rushed through the sea, which often made him feel sorry.
If he grows up a bit and can swim in the sea to catch up with sea fish, these materials will be his further resources.
"I'm not in a hurry."
Looking up, Ian saw a sea fish made of dark blue mist swimming in the sea. After Hilliard's intensive supplementary lessons in recent days, he can already roughly distinguish that the giant sea fish is about half a meter long. , is exactly the Warcraft 'Tidal Fish King' needed to advance to the low-level true form 'Wavesbreaker'.
The tidal fish king is the leader of the tidal fish school, a mutated monster-level sardine. The fish school is not a group of monsters, but compared with ordinary sardine schools, there must be a monster-level fish king in a tidal fish school.
As long as the fish king's brain and fish bones are ground and swallowed, digested in the sea in the tide, you can become one of the easiest sublimation true forms for entry into the "wave breaker", step into the realm of sublimation, and the original The ordinary fisherman will also become the captain of the big ship, and will be welcomed and treated by every port and voyager.
Because the advanced method is so simple, the strength of the king fish is actually no different from that of a large herring, so catching the king fish is not inconceivably difficult, it is the prey that every fisherman dreams of and wants to catch.
"The tide is coming."
The appearance of the tidal fish king means that the tide is about to rise. Ian saw that the sea water was about to rise, so he picked up the bucket and prepared to go home.
Checking the harvest in the barrel, he nodded with satisfaction: "Today's harvest is good, you can cook a pot of seashell soup."
Speaking of seafood, Ian is actually quite emotional.
In today's Terra, all kinds of sea food and seafood are quite embarrassing foods because they lack fat and cannot provide the calories needed by manual laborers such as fishermen and farmers. Fish with a lot of oil are more popular.
Even though it is rich in nutrition and popular among middle- and upper-class people, it can only be sold as dried food because the preservation method is too expensive.
After stopping, Ian felt that his whole body was soaked in sweat and moisture from the sea breeze.
The effect of this exercise was very successful. He already felt a slight tingling sensation from all over his body, from the muscles of the body to the limbs. The force of the ground is produced from the inner side of the flesh and blood, continuous and continuous, supporting the boy's continuous intense exercise for hours.
Ian can sense that the virtual source seed is running in the heart, and it is transporting a steady stream of essence essence, which flows into every corner of the body with the surge of blood, healing the damage and strengthening the body.
Although the body shape has not changed much, Ian is very clear that the 'density' of his body is increasing.
"The current me should have met the requirements of Mr. Hilliard."
Ian came to the beach and looked at Harrison Harbor not far away. Next to it is Bai Zhimin's oyster breeding factory, and there are guards patrolling, which is quite safe: "My physical fitness can already complete a complete breathing guidance."
"In this way, the source seed can be perfectly shaped."
After Hilliard's repeated verifications, Ian's improved source seed structure is excellent, and only a few small details can be optimized to make it smoother.
But this source seed is too complicated, and it takes a long time to condense, and the condensed source seed itself is extremely violent. It is necessary to mobilize the movement of blood and source matter in the whole body. With Ian's previous physical fitness, it does not mean that it cannot be successful , but there is a great possibility that the shock will pass halfway through.
It is naturally impossible for Hilliard to let Ian take risks, which is why he has been training for the past few days.
Feeling that his physical strength has improved a lot, Ian is in a happy mood. He saw a palm tree growing along the coast, and he stretched out his hand to climb it. Climb to the top of the tree.
Watching the sunset from the top of the tree, Ian couldn't help showing a sincere smile.
Although the body in the previous life has been genetically modified, its quality is far stronger than that of the current children, but at that time Ian stayed in space all year round, facing some giant engineering equipment, giant spacecraft engines, any one of them would move. The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking, and human power is small and fragile in comparison. How can there be such a feeling of being in nature now?
But before Ian wanted to rest on the top of the tree and take a look at the scenery of the rising tide, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
In the coastal woods not far away, there seems to be an unharmonious movement.
If it was an ordinary person, even a seasoned hunter would not be able to tell whether it was the sea breeze blowing or the wild beast moving, but Ian was suspicious, so he directly opened the vision vision to observe.
Suddenly, a familiar figure of white mist appeared in front of his eyes.
"Brin? Why is it still him?"
Ian had doubts in his heart—he didn't feel how dangerous the other party was, but he just felt a little ridiculous: "If you really want sleeping powder, you should go to home to find it, right? Does he think I will carry sleeping powder with you? "
Of course, he actually brought a bag of sleeping powder as a protective item, but who would think of it?
Ian couldn't figure out for a while whether the other party was on the second floor or the basement floor.
Because Brin didn't take the initiative to come out, Ian didn't bother to care about the other party - with his current physical fitness, even if Brin was a strong adult, he might not be able to fight and run.
Since he noticed that Brin was observing him that day, he deliberately found Elder Pudd once, told the situation, and mentioned the sense of crisis he felt by the way.
In the former, Elder Pude listened carefully, and said that he would warn Brin to restrain his petty thoughts.
But for the latter, the other party just smiled, saying that they had known for a long time that the aborigines would definitely make some big moves recently, and told Ian to be careful, they were already prepared.
Ian has serious doubts about this. He believes that Elder Purdue and the local governor must have already prepared relevant measures to deal with the indigenous people, but what they have prepared and what they are about to deal with must be different things!
However, he is indeed only an eight-year-old child. Even if he proves that he is a psychic, how can there be any psychic power in this world that can truly predict the future?
"Hey, worrying things keep coming."
Thoughts were flying, so Ian was not in the mood to continue looking at the sea view. He shook his head and stood up, ready to go home from the tree.
But at this moment, in Ian's field of vision, the white mist on Brin's body was instantly covered with a layer of urgent bright red!
Not only that, because his psychic power continued to be turned on for more than ten seconds, and the scope of his vision continued to expand. Immediately, three gray-red figures lurking in the jungle emerged, and quietly moved towards Brin and Get close to yourself!
"Indigenous?"
Sensing that the danger is approaching, Ian's heart tightened: "When did it come, and who is the target?"
At this moment, he didn't have time to think about how the aborigines sneaked into the place so close to Harrison Port, and why they weren't discovered by the guards. Ian made a decisive decision and shouted: "Brin! There are aborigines twenty meters behind you !”
In the forest, Brin, who was hiding in the tree trunks and bushes, couldn't help being stunned when he heard Ian's voice. He didn't expect that Ian would be able to spot him when he observed from such a distance. It seems that the other party's spiritual power is stronger than he imagined. is even stronger.
But soon, after he heard the words clearly, a chill came up behind him, and his scalp tingled: "Indigenous?"
"Behind me!"
With no time to think about it, Brin turned his head decisively, and he immediately saw a black shadow rushing towards him with a gust of wind!
Knowing that his sneak attack was smashed, the native raised his knife and approached silently, shortening the distance by more than ten meters in an instant.
At this moment, the man could even see that the rusty dagger in the opponent's hand was still stained with blood that hadn't been completely wiped off.
The smell of stench and blood hits my face!