God-level foodie desert island survival

"How much did you catch this time?"

"No!"

Before Tang Ming could completely get out of the water, he untied the net pocket on his waist and threw it ashore.

"Ah, it's so much again, capable!" With

joy, Shu Yiting bent down to pull the net.

Before

her hand could touch it, a black shadow flew in front of her from a distance and hit her arm, causing her to take several steps back.

Just wanted to scold, Shu Yiting's eyes were instantly attracted by the thing that hit her.

"This ...... You caught this too?"

staring at the beads of her eyes, Shu Yiting carefully flicked the long tentacles of the octopus.

As it squirmed, the octopus gradually stretched out, crawling on the sand like a sea monster.

"I don't have a little eyesight, haven't you already jumped up and given me a flying kiss at this time?"

Tang Ming said unpleasantly.

"Isn't it just an octopus, although it's a little bigger, and it's a little more meaty...... Okay, okay, you're amazing, okay!"

Playing with the tentacles of the octopus, Shu Yiting was sincerely happy this time.

You know, even if a real prey on land, such as a rabbit or something, after removing the fur and internal organs, there is a lot of meat of three or four catties, and this octopus, needless to weigh, is at least more than ten catties just by visual inspection. And it's all meat, and there's basically no waste.

This alone can at least be worth a week's worth of other teams.

With this octopus, the first round of handing in after that can be regarded as completely stable. And that's without counting the coconut crab.

"Do you want to go to the sea?"

After playing for a long time, Shu Yiting put the octopus into the small net pocket and asked.

"Yes, where is this, if I don't clean up this sea today, I won't get up!"

Tang Ming coaxed.

"Look at your stinky fart, do you know what it means to have a lack of heart? If you want to go, go to it, take advantage of the good sun in the afternoon, the visibility is high, and you are not allowed to get up if you don't clean it.

Seeing that Tang Ming ran twice and his face was not red and out of breath, Shu Yiting was now completely relieved and quipped.

"If you're okay after you finish getting water, I'll go get some materials to make rope, now the guy has a lot of work, and the rope is seriously insufficient!"

"Got it, don't worry, I can still do this kind of rough work without your ability." "

Yo, you still have such a modest time?"

"Get out, you'd better let a shark drag you away, see if you're still arrogant!"

......

The two were arguing, but the audience in the live broadcast room smiled crookedly.

"Brothers, if you don't shout the slogan at this time, when will you wait

?" "The scum god goes out on the expedition, and there is no grass!" "

The props group is mighty, and the props group is awesome!"

"In the end, the scum god, even this kind of sea monster has been brought up, is it Poseidon's own son?"

"Poseidon is a fart, and the scum god is destined to be a man who wants to rule the sea, land and air."

"It's really a scourge wherever you go, I'm hungry to death, even if those fake junglers, they don't fight like this." This speed is no different from picking up!"

"Yes, today's harvest is probably more than the amount of those teams in a week. The scum god doesn't give any chance at all.

"A week? You look too highly at those teams, don't you? Not to mention anything else, just the diving time, how many of them can stay in the sea for five minutes?"

"And the depth of that sea water, to say the least, is five or six meters, and the pressure in that place, even the world record holder in breath-holding, under the condition of non-stop exercise, I am afraid that he will not dare to say that he can be better than the scumbag."

"I remember watching a diving video of Bei Ye, it took almost a day to catch a fish, this time Bei Ye ranked more than 50 in the rankings, the middle level, everyone uses this basis, you can calculate how many things other teams can get in the sea in a week."

"As a diving enthusiast, I can tell you very responsibly that all the brothers above have not said the biggest difficulty at all, deep-sea diving, the field of view is the most difficult place, once the sea depth reaches more than five meters, there is no underwater flashlight, etc., it is almost impossible to see anything, even if you can see, it is even more difficult to find oysters that are camouflaged on those reefs that are no different from reefs. Even if we go down with professional equipment, it is impossible to achieve such a harvest as a scumbag.

"So, after you discussed for a long time, you came to the conclusion?"

"Scum God, not a human!"

"......"

In the sea, Tang Ming has already dived again.

The use of his hearing made him feel as if he had discovered the door to a new treasure, and now he was thinking about how to further develop this ability.

Shellfish are still being mined, but most of the attention is focused on the ears.

Gradually, through hearing and observation, he filtered out some unnecessary sounds again, such as the occasional rapid swimming of small fish, and the bursting of bubbles caused by the ventilation of sea creatures. and the surging sounds produced by the predation of small organisms.

The world in my ears is quieter and quieter. It is as if a new picture has been unveiled in the underwater world.

Looking for some subtle sounds that could still be heard, Tang Ming went to check them one after another.

Through perspective, I found some clues.

Right now, for example, he's hovering over a flat stretch of sand on the ocean floor.

At first glance, it was calm, but every few moments, a bunch of small bubbles would emerge from under the sand. If it is a normal bubble rising, it is completely impossible to do such a regularity.

After watching for two minutes, Tang Ming decisively reached out and dug towards that place.

At the same time, the eyes also concentrate on the perspective so as not to be affected by the mud and sand stirred by the excavation.

After a few clicks, a small pit was dug out of the sediment, and Tang Ming stopped.

After carefully observing for a while, Tang Ming pressed his palm into the unfinished sand and thrust his thumb down.

When I raised my hand again, there was already a large mass of something on my palm.

Shaking off the mud and sand, a blue crab with teeth and claws exposed. Just that head, to say the least, has a pound.

It's not easy, if this thing is found by others, it is estimated that it will be impossible to find it if you are looking for death, it is too good to disguise.

Happily tying the crab pincers with two aquatic weeds, Tang Ming returned to the sea to change his breath and dived again.

The uplifted color on his face was even more intense. This kind of treasure hunting feeling is the same as playing a game, and the thrill when you find a bug that others don't know is simply not too cool.

It's still an old routine, and treasure hunting can't delay work. The sea cargo continued to be fished for, and the spare time was spent searching for treasure.

But this time, it took a little longer and changed the reef several times before he heard an abrupt sound of exploding water again.

This kind of sound was studied by Tang Ming through octopuses, and when large seafood was hunting, it caused the explosion of the water flow because of the high-speed shot.

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Chapter 5, everyone rest early, good night