I can summon myself

When the divine beasts are about to complete their life promotion, they will encounter corresponding disasters. This is the case with the Iron Jaw in front of us. Although it has only been promoted from the awakened crested ibis to the controller-level phoenix chick, it still encountered its own disaster due to the promotion of its life level.

However, it was different from the thunderbolt that Bai Chen expected. Its disaster was actually the heart disaster of wanting to eat the improved crayfish.

The problem is that since the improved crayfish project was interrupted, although Bai Chen has been asking Sally to collect more information about crayfish, he has not really started to restart the improved crayfish.

Bai Chen has no way to create improved crayfish out of thin air and throw it directly onto the eggshell of the Iron Jaw to survive its heart disaster, and the Iron Jaw itself is even less likely to survive the heart disaster by its own strength.

"Fortunately, we still have time. According to the current state of the Iron Jaw, even without any external help, it will be no problem to persist for another half a month."

Bai Chen is preparing to cultivate a batch of improved crayfish on site.

"River shrimps and sea shrimps are all shrimps. Improved small sea lobsters can also meet the requirements of Iron Jaw's heart."

"Sally, notify the fishman king Mogomogo and let him order all the fishmen in this sea area to go to the sea to catch shrimps."

With Bai Chen's order, all the fishman clans within a radius of 300 miles of the dead volcano island received the order to catch shrimps.

The demons who had just mixed into the fishman team had not figured out what was going on when they were forcibly recruited into the ranks of shrimp catchers by the armed fishmen in black iron suits sent by Mogomogo as fellow clansmen from the surrounding clans.

"You guys, pull up the net and block the lobsters in the trench from there." The armed fishman in black iron equipment ordered the demons.

"Fuck!"

"Ant-like fishmen dare to use us, the upper demons of the primary mythical level, as shrimp catchers!"

"If it weren't for the equipment on this armed fishman constantly sending signals to the outside world that we can't block..."

The demons' eyes were gleaming with ferocity.

When did a middle-level cadre of the Demon Abyss get ordered around by a race of idiots like the fishmen who are trash in every major world?

Catching shrimps, is this something the devil master can do?

"What are you still standing there for?"

A stream of water with low damage but strong insult spurted out from the mouth of the armed fishman, spraying the demon leader's face.

This upper demon of the primary heaven-defying myth level suddenly had an impulse to cut the fishman in front of him into millions of pieces.

But when he thought of his mission.

He still picked up the fishing net with frustration, and joined his companions in the hard labor of catching lobsters with frustration.

Although they concealed it well.

Every move looked almost like a real fishman.

However, Sally still saw the clue.

"Master, according to the comparison of the fishman's face data, there are seven fishmen disguised by shapeshifting mixed in with the shrimp-catching fishmen."

"From their little movements, it is very likely that they are disguised by upper-level demons."

Sally reported to Bai Chen with certainty.

No demon can hide from Sally, who has inherited the Brain Demon Clan, even if they disguise themselves as fishmen. Through the black iron suits armed with fishmen, Bai Chen saw these seven demon shrimp catchers who looked like shrimp-catching experts.

"Let Mogomogo announce that the three groups of fishmen who work best can get the opportunity to go to the Dead Volcano Island to enjoy the dishes made by Chef Gordon himself."

"Also notify Gordon to prepare the dark dishes that he has been unable to find fishmen to taste for these demon shrimp catchers."

Don't miss the labor force that comes to your door.

It can also help Gordon complete his dark cuisine test, which is killing two birds with one stone.

If these guys are really demons who come to grab the iron chin, they will definitely not miss the opportunity to go to the Dead Volcano Island.

Sure enough, as Bai Chen judged, after receiving the notice from Mogomogo,

This group of seven demon shrimp catchers were like chicken blood, relying on the power of the upper demons to catch lobsters in the ocean.

The modified crayfish samples that Bai Chen needed were fished up from the bottom of the sea 10,000 meters deep by the demon shrimp catchers in less than half a day.

There were a total of 2,000 crayfish. Not to mention Iron Chin, even the other four crested ibises also suffered from the heart disaster and wanted to eat the modified crayfish. Bai Chen was enough to meet their needs.

"The king said you did a good job, you are the first!" The armed fishman patted the demon leader with his chest and belly.

The demon leader's eyes flashed fiercely, but he said like a real fishman that he was going to the island now.

"No hurry."

"Wash off the fishy smell on you first!"

At the instruction of Sally, the armed fishman took them and the other two groups of outstanding fishmen to a large pot that could not be stewed.

The vampire team carrying a large brush threw the brush into the pot.

At the urging of the armed fishman,

The demons picked up the metal brushes that the teachers and students of Yanyu College used to scrub the floor, and jumped into the warm water in the pot to wash their bodies.

"Is this the demon shrimp catcher?"

"It's so funny, why not pretend to be a fishman?"

"Working for nothing, jumping into the pot to wash, and finally having to taste Gordon's dark cuisine, how miserable it is."

"It's what they deserve, this is the fate of the national treasure squad."

Zuo Miao and others who have returned to Yanyu City collectively watched these seven demon shrimp catchers with bad intentions through live broadcast.

Everyone's eyes were full of teasing.

A quarter of an hour later, these fishmen who were brushing themselves were brought to Gordon's canteen. Gordon's assistant Harris poured the meat pieces that had been prepared long ago into the pool.

The other two groups of fishmen rushed to these bright red meat pieces full of alcohol, opened their big mouths full of fangs and ate frantically.

Gordon himself poured a pot of purple liquid in front of the demons' troughs.

"Try it, these are fishmen feasts specially prepared for you shrimp catching champions."

"In addition to the mysterious meat, there are also dragon feces of Ao Twelve, dragon egg fragments of Sally, and the used god-level essence discharged by the computer spirit."

"For fishmen, it is a tonic that can directly improve your physical fitness."

Gordon introduced his new formula seriously.

The eyes of the seven demon shrimp catchers were green.

They swore in the name of their leader, the Demon Lord, that they had never seen such a disgusting thing in their lives.

"Wow, drink it quickly!"

The armed fishman on the side shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Drink it!"

"Let's be frank, I will never pretend to be a fishman again!"

"Die, you disgusting bugs!"

The demons could no longer bear it and restored their demon bodies. They were already full of anger and vowed to turn the world upside down.