Split Sky Rider

Chapter 819 - Countdown Day

Several people carried their handbags on their shoulders and came outside the camp with full loads. They found a shore with excellent scenery and put down fish guards, awnings, net bags, folding stools and other equipment. The solar panels were exposed to the sun. The electric fan whirred.

If you want to take it first, you must give it to it first. I sprinkled a handful of fine dough balls to make a nest, and then started to hang bait and swing the rod.

"I will definitely catch something big today. I saw it two days ago. A big guy with at least one meter ran in. You have to help me when the time comes."

"I will definitely help. Let it drag up not only one meter, but also three meters."

"I'm not greedy, just two feet is enough!"

"Don't worry, I've been hunting this nest for three days. I don't dare to say more. At least one-tenth of the fish here have come here. I am the one who is known as the 'fish feeder' in the world."

Several fishing fans come together, both capable and ordinary people. It is not surprising that they share the same hobby.

Although they didn't know each other before, once they took out the fishing rod as the "connection code", everyone who knew it would understand it. All the fishermen immediately found an organization and formed a group to attack. They were even more interested in eating, sleeping and fighting monsters.

The crystal-clear fishing lines were thrown into the water one after another, and there were many figures running back and forth under the water. The fishermen on the shore all opened their eyes, looking forward to their harvest.

"Hey, there are so many "dinner sticks" (white striped fish)!"

"It's nothing. After three days of nesting, everything in the water will gather here. There will definitely be a big fish."

"It's coming, it's coming! Oh, let me go, it's a 'dinner stick'!"

"Your hook is too small! You need to change it to a bigger one!"

He reeled in the line and lifted up the trophy, then took off the hook but threw it back into the water in disgust, causing a group of "meal sticks" to scatter in all directions.

Small "meal sticks" that are no more than half a foot long are difficult to satisfy these veteran fishermen who come here specifically for big products.

Another float moved.

The fish here are so hungry that even if they make a nest, they won't be able to feed them enough. Basically, they can catch exactly one fish every time.

"Meal sticks", seeing "meal sticks" again, several fishermen were fascinated. Even if they changed to big hooks, there would still be "meal sticks" that would not hesitate to open their mouths and bite.

After collecting the poles one after another, the harvest was quite good. A dozen "meal sticks" were not even enough to stew in a pot.

Occasionally, a stupid local tilapia, no bigger than a hand, takes the bait.

After sitting on the shore for more than two hours, most of the "meal sticks" running around in the water became "open mouths (the hooks were pulled out)", but it was still difficult to stop their enthusiasm for biting the hooks, which made these fishermen I started to doubt my life, especially the big deal? Are they all useless "dinner sticks" and an underage local Luo Fei?

Did all the large items over one meter long fly away?

Hey, get up quickly and come out to eat bait!

Not far from these fishermen, the bottom of a large pit with a diameter of three meters was covered with thick plant ash, which was more than two feet thick. Even after watering and extinguishing the remaining fire, there was still a scorching residue. of heat.

Not long ago, a large wire net was thrown into the water, sweeping the entire new lake without any blind spots. The net passed like a grate, and all the fish that could not pass through the mesh were caught in the net and dragged ashore.

Chen Xiaoer tried his best to build a fully automated killing and cleaning machine, removing the fishy smell and seasoning one by one. The two-story iron tower covered the firewood piled in the pit, and hundreds of roasting tools were rotating endlessly. The heat emanating from the flames was almost completely covered.

As long as the fish is over 20 centimeters long, no fish will be spared.

After this battle, if we want to see big cargo again in the lake, we have to wait at least another ten days and a half.

These enthusiastic latecomers to the fishing industry are destined to come here to take advantage of their excitement and return disappointed. There will no longer be any satisfactory harvest for them.

The S-class superpower who guided Chen Fei throughout his work was finally satisfied. Thousands of grilled fish were enough for her to eat for more than half a month.

Chen Fei had another piece of information. The space storage device in the boss's hands had a large capacity, and could even hold a large amount of grilled fish.

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"There are still 0 days until the second round of "wormhole clouds" appears."

On the large signboard erected in the observation camp, the countdown finally reached zero.

However, the timer did not stop, but continued to count.

Everyone in the camp was a little nervous, and even had a little bit of expectation. Everyone in the command center was also on duty, preparing for the upcoming "wormhole cloud".

"The world is peaceful, nothing happened!"

Yan Ling took out a barbecue skewer and looked at Chen Fei.

There is a miniature headset hanging on her left ear. Like Chen Fei, she maintains contact with the command center.

Not only in the observation camp, there were no black swirling clouds anywhere on Blue Star. As for the space, there were no black swirling clouds either.

"Maybe there is an error. My superpower is not a 'prophecy'."

Chen Fei can only use "Adam" to conduct big data deductions. What he plays is probability, which is completely different from prediction.

"The warning time will not last long. After all, you can only commit a thief for a thousand days, and there is no reason to guard against a thief for a thousand days."

The kebab in Yan Ling's hand was no longer grilled fish, but grilled beef tenderloin. The spices stirred up, making it particularly tempting.

Two days ago, a lost bison entered the camp by mistake. Of course, this was not a big mistake, and no one blamed it. After all, it was not a big mistake, and we would just change it in the next life.

Maintaining a state of readiness for war at all times will not only cause fatigue to the combat effectiveness of Blue Star Civilization, but also consume a large amount of combat readiness materials.

A large group of people are not engaged in production and are just waiting, which does not bring any benefit to social and economic development.

"Unfortunately, we still know too little about parasitic species."

Chen Fei's mentality at this moment was somewhat contradictory. He hoped that the "wormhole cloud" would come soon, but also hoped that it would never come.

The history of the extraterrestrial alien race "Sagali" far exceeds the current civilization of Blue Star. The latter's testable history is only about two million years, and it will not exceed three million years, including the third generation. The Neanderthal clan of epoch civilization.

The "Sacharis", whose main way of survival is parasitism, are believed to have existed for more than 100 million years, or even longer, so long that even they can't remember it.

Time does not mean much to these parasitic species, so much so that it even takes tens of thousands of years to put a civilized planet on the "dining table".

The Blue Star civilization that is targeted by "Sagali" will not be able to bear even a hundred years, let alone ten thousand years. Just thinking about it will make people feel stressed.

Sensing Chen Fei's emotional change, Yan Ling still said calmly: "If the sky falls, there will be a tall man holding it up. You are just a B-level person, so you don't have to think too much."

"Um!"

Chen Fei couldn't help but glance at the other person. The S-level superpower was already qualified to be called a "tall man".

24 hours passed quickly.

first day.

Blue Star Civilization sings, dances, stocks speculate, and everything is peaceful.

Only a few people are careful and don't dare to be careless.

the next day.

The public seemed to be aware of the tense atmosphere among the sovereign's top officials. After all, the fire could not be contained with paper, and some news leaked out.

Soon it got out of hand, and various rumors seemed to be engulfed on all sides. The truth and rumors were intertwined, making it difficult to distinguish the truth from the false.

The sovereignty began to arrest people, especially those who would show up at any time and jump up and down in fear that the world would not be in chaos. They were all locked up to reflect on themselves.

The third day.

The sovereigns seemed relieved.

The "wormhole cloud" still has not appeared. According to this trend, it seems that it will not appear again.

Although the planets revolve around the star Sun in fixed orbits, the entire star system itself is in motion all the time, closely following the spiral arms of the Milky Way. The supreme rules of the four unified force fields are endless. It affects the entire time and space all the time.

Even if it was able to anchor the position before, in the next second, the blue star, the sun, the moon, Venus, Mercury, Jupiter... these stars are no longer where they are, but have left one hundred and eighty thousand miles away.

The fourth day.

It was just dark on the continent of Africa, and the last rays of the sun were sinking into the horizon.

On the rough sea surface of the Cape of Good Hope at the southern tip of the continent, a sudden thunderstorm released countless thick and long lightning bolts, which lit up the entire sky like daylight.

In the depths where the lightning and thunder were densest, a wisp of darkness appeared in the sky, and rapidly expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, finally forming a huge black vortex.

Almost at the same time.

Over the Tiberian snowfields, heavy snowflakes were scattered by lightning. Within a radius of a kilometer, the permafrost began to melt, and the snow water turned into gurgling streams.

In the southern continent of America, over the Grand Canal facing each other from the northern continent, the waterway dried up without warning, revealing a dark river bed.

On the island of Borneo, the dense rainforest was instantly wiped out, along with an indigenous village. Above the cleared forest, a black cloud slowly rotated at low altitude.

Pacific Honolulu…

The great desert in the center of Oceania...

Europa continent Dead Sea...

Desert peninsula…

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"Wormhole clouds" appeared one after another everywhere, and the number soon exceeded single digits.