Global Advent: Cthulhu’s Cavern Game

The first touch of gold in the east rose, and the green apple drove out of the mist with smoke.

The deck is still piled high with supplies, and is covered with a layer of golden soft light by the first sun.

Liu Wutian was completely aware of how their supplies came.

Defeating the Pirate Group is just a starter. They continue to fight all night in the deep fog area, and they hardly give themselves time to breathe.

And according to the man named Cullo, they plan to do this every night.

"If you still trust me... just give these supplies to me."

"Okay." Su Ke laughed tiredly and initiated a transaction request.

He vacated all the materials to Liu Wutian without any transaction guarantee.

Liu Wutian watched in the pigpen all night.

The moment I received the supplies, for some reason, my tears were suddenly uncontrollable.

Before, that person did the same.

Regardless of excuses or condolences.

At least, support these people who are doing their best as before.

Wiping his face vigorously with his dirty hands, he began to put these items on the trading floor according to the market.

The price he put up completely deviated from the market price.

...

"Is that okay?" Isxia looked at the golden brilliance of the east and said lightly.

"Having his help will save us a lot of energy. Let's do that now."

Isxia pursed her lips slowly, without looking back.

"thanks."

Su Ke understood what she was thanking, and smiled without speaking.

"When I saw their banner, I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart." She sat on the bow of the boat and stroked her long hair. "Maybe I am beginning to understand what you mean by people who should be selfish. "

In the warm sun, Isxia turned her head and revealed a shallow smile.

"This feeling is really good."

The two replenished some food and water and returned to the cabin to rest.

The hole that was penetrated before has been repaired, but a lot of water is still flowing in the cabin. Fortunately, the bed used for sleeping is a hammock, otherwise it will be wet, and Su Ke really doesn't know how to sleep.

Lying in the hammock, Su Ke heard the sound of footsteps in the water after about three minutes.

Then, there was a rustling sound in own's ear.

The sound of lightly rubbing fingers, the sound of fingernails across the board, and the whispering whispers that have no vocabulary meaning in low voices.

"Thanks for your hard work." Su Ke closed his eyes and said softly.

He understood that he could sleep so peacefully the day before because Isxia was helping him sleep.

"Go to sleep," Isxia said softly, "This is what I used to broadcast underground. According to the feedback from those people, it should be considered very effective."

Su Ke no longer speaks, as if being hypnotized, he sinks into sleep.

...

Three days later.

The magic crystals returned from Liu Wutian, plus the income from killing the monsters, totaled 2,937.

In other words, the harvest every night is about 1000 magic crystals.

Of course, there are some goods that are not suitable for sale now, Liu Wutian did not choose to sell. In the long term, there will be magic crystals that will continue to receive money.

At the same time, there are various quality ship repair tools, solid iron ball cannonballs, these are all consumables, and Su Ke asked Liu Wutian to be outside of the magic crystal and can demand these items for exchange.

Of course, the repair tools currently exchanged are still not enough to keep up with the damage rate of the Green Apple. The two spent a lot of money on the purchase of repair tools, and they had to buy 300 magic crystals almost every day.

In other words, the final net income of 700 magic crystals per day...

Obviously, other fleets in the nearby waters cannot achieve such benefits.

On the one hand, it must be divided equally, on the other hand, almost no one can fight in this way all night.

It's also every day.

Fishing for three days and drying the net for two days is normal for people on this sea, otherwise they would have gone further north.

Su Ke and Issia's current income, almost half a month, is enough to buy a bottle of Sequence 6 potion.

But Su Ke felt it was still not fast enough.

The potion of sequence 9 is about 300 magic crystals, sequence 8 is 1000, and sequence 7 is about 3000-5000 floating from the trading floor.

Sequence 6 costs 10,000.

In the future, I really dare not estimate.

So she asked Isxia to start the live broadcast again, and the audience in the live broadcast room saw her coming back, and they all offered rewards. They immediately received more than 1,000 magic crystals, and they saw Su Ke shook his head again and again.

It is better for the anchor to start a broadcast if you are desperate for a night.

"Anchor, you are back! I have insomnia all this time and can't sleep!"

"Finally you are here……"

"Will it be broadcast in the future? Please broadcast it, we are all waiting for you!"

Su Ke noticed that Issha did not show her face, but only showed her upper body, chin and lips.

I have to say that looking at it in this way makes people have a desire to see her true content.

Although it also gives people a gloomy feeling now, it is inexplicably matched with the trait of "sleeping peacefully".

Let her broadcast it now.

On the one hand, it can receive additional magic crystals, on the other hand, it can also deduce her potions.

Just avoid showing up.

After three days of sailing, a small island appeared on the edge of the field of vision. According to the information prompted by the blood, it was called Fanlang Island.

This is an island that will be trapped in thick fog at night, which is completely different from Tudan.

Moreover, the reminder said that there was a former item on this island.

The Green Apple docked on the edge of the island.

The surrounding area was deadly silent, and it looked very deserted, and some ancient buildings were still faintly visible.

The two got off the boat and walked to the border of the village on the island. It was still afternoon.

Here, they didn't see the weird stone statue that could guard the fog, only a dirty boy, tied to a tall wooden stake, his limbs and head were tied to death.

In front of them, dozens of dilapidated houses were trapped in a forest, with blocks built on both sides as barriers, which looked like they were built to resist something.

However, it seems that it is very difficult to resist, and the house is not in good condition.

If you guess right, the island is not guarded by stone statues, and it will be completely misted at night, and all kinds of monsters will emerge from all around.

Su Ke's eyes tightened slightly.

Those who can survive from such an environment are obviously not ordinary people.

At this time, the boy tied to the stake let out a slight whimper.

He didn't die.

Su Ke looked up, judging from the strangles and stains on the opponent's body, he might have been tied here for a week.

How did he survive?

After looking at each other with Isxia, there was no movement and no sound from the other side of the village.

Su Ke supported himself in the wind, generated a force field to divide the rope that bound the boy, and pulled him down by the back of his shirt.

The boy collapsed on the ground, unable to open his eyes.

A word came out intermittently from the throat:

"water……"

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