novelhk Chapter 105 Help!
Chapter 105 Help!
Chapter 105 Help!
Thanks to the information that Yu Wang inadvertently revealed at yesterday's banquet, they plan to stay in the waters near the "Pomelo Islands" to avoid the upcoming flowering season of the "Skeleton Flower".
Therefore, Ajiao judged that Yu Wang and his group should not have gone far and were likely still on a nearby island rich in resources.
Don't let the clumsy and cute appearance of spotted seals on land fool you; once they enter the water, their streamlined bodies become incredibly agile. With their powerful tail fins and webbed feet propelling them, their speed rivals that of a torpedo!
Ah Jiao jumped into the sea, determined the direction, and then swam and searched with all his might towards the larger islands and reefs surrounding the main island, where Yu Wang and the others were most likely to go.
On the other side, with the guidance of the rhinoceros beetle and the harassment of Duck B, Yu Wang finally managed to deal with the exhausted Wind Bird that had been forced to land on the sea, and cleanly cut off its head.
To ensure the head remained intact, he deliberately refrained from using water cannons. Although the process was more complicated and risky, the final result was gratifying.
Having obtained the last piece of material for the underwater radar, Yu Wang immediately began its manufacture. [Materials: 15 precision gears, 30 metal parts, 10 basic electronic components, 5 wires, 40 plastics, 20 glass, 1 eyeless fish, 1 head of a voice-printed windbird]
[Construction Requirements: Requires a Workbench LV.2]
[Ding! Insufficient testing conditions, construction failed!]
"It actually requires a level 2 workbench!" Yu Wang frowned as he looked at the prompt, a sense of helplessness welling up inside him.
Processing equipment such as worktables and medicine tables are only divided into three levels, but each level is not easy to upgrade, and the materials required are increasingly obscure.
It's not even something you'd find in a beginner village like the Sea of Beginnings!
"I was careless—" Yu Wang slapped his forehead. He was so focused on collecting materials that he overlooked the crucial fact that the crafting tools themselves were limited by their level.
"It seems the construction of the underwater radar will have to be postponed again." Yu Wang sighed and put all the materials that had already been put into storage space. The head of the Soundprint Wind Bird was also carefully preserved again.
Fortunately, since the workbench is a common crafting tool, its upgrade material, the "universal toolbox," is still obtainable in the early stages.
It's at least easier to obtain than "magic powder".
You can usually buy it by going to the blacksmith's shop on a large island with a town.
The plan was disrupted once again.
However, having experienced countless unexpected events, Yu Wang had long been accustomed to this unpredictable pace of life, and he quickly adjusted his mindset.
If the underwater radar is unusable, he still has sea helmet worms.
If you encounter a group of "Hypomorphic Flowers" that you can't avoid, you can simply send sea helmet worms underwater to carve out a path by themselves.
Having finalized his plans, Yu Wang, following the crew's instructions, went to collect the cockroaches that had returned laden with their cargo. From afar, he saw Zhang Xinlan already waiting there.
She wasn't idle; she was practicing pistol shooting intently in front of several makeshift targets made of pebbles and seashells on the beach. Her posture was perfect, and she held the gun steadily.
Scattered at her feet were the corpses of two enormous, lifeless sparrows, clearly spoils she had acquired while waiting, proving that her training had not been in vain.
Yu Wang docked, jumped off the boat, and watched her practice with great interest.
At this moment, he noticed that Duck C was making noise in the bushes. Whenever there was a "rustling" sound from the bushes, the giant sparrows that were roosting there would fly up in a panic.
Zhang Xinlan had been waiting for this moment. "Snap!"
A sparrow that had just taken flight was struck, its feathers flying wildly, and it cried out in alarm. But it was not fatal; instead, it flapped its wings in even greater panic, trying to escape!
Zhang Xinlan frowned, clearly dissatisfied with her shot.
Clap clap clap!
Gunshots rang out in unison, and bullets whizzed around the sparrows.
The poor sparrow trembled violently in mid-air, feathers and bits of flesh scattering everywhere, until finally—
puff!
With a muffled thud, it crashed onto the beach, completely turning into a pile of unrecognizable flesh, making it impossible to collect any valuable materials.
Zhang Xinlan then stopped shooting, looked at the pile of flesh, pursed her lips, and showed a hint of annoyance at having wasted her time.
Yu Wang looked at this scene, and then at the two relatively "intact" sparrow corpses at her feet, and realized: "No wonder after practicing for so long, I only have two decent spoils of war by my side—it turns out that only these two can be killed and left with intact corpses."
Seeing Zhang Xinlan stop, he stepped forward and asked, "How was the harvest?"
"Not bad." Zhang Xinlan put down her gun and said succinctly, "The water tanks we brought are all full, and we also picked a lot of coconuts. We can make coconut chicken—and sparrows—tonight. I sold the extra to that guy with the ID 'Mad Shark' that you recommended to me before, and got the fragmentation bullet formula in return."
After finishing her report, she paused, looked at Yu Wang expectantly, and asked directly, "Hehe, how's my marksmanship?"
After thinking about it seriously for a while, Yu Wang gave a very apt evaluation: "Not bad, you've used the flintlock musket at the rate of fire of a submachine gun!"
Zhang Xinlan: "————"
"Just take that as a compliment on my fast typing speed."
As the two were chatting and laughing and about to leave, they heard a rapid splashing sound coming from the nearby sea.
Not far away on the sea, a white torrent is rushing straight toward the Little Yellow Duck at an extremely fast speed!
"Sailfish? Or fastfin shark?" Yu Wang instantly became alert, ready to activate the water rocket cannon at any moment.
Zhang Xinlan also raised her flintlock pistol and aimed.
"Mr. Yu Wang! Mr. Yu Wang! Please wait! Help!!"
As we got closer, sounds could be heard coming from afar along with the rushing water.
"Ah Jiao?" Zhang Xinlan was taken aback, recognizing the voice. She put down her flintlock pistol and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Why are you so panicked?"
In the blink of an eye, Ah Jiao had already reached the shore.
He didn't even have time to slow down and adjust. Taking advantage of the momentum, his round body suddenly bounced up, his belly slapping onto the sand with a "thud." He then scrambled up, soaking wet and panting heavily.
Ignoring her physical exhaustion, Ajiao quickly recounted the desperate situation her tribe was facing and the "Morning Star Watchers Set" tips.
After listening, Yu Wang did not immediately agree. He frowned and fell into deep thought.
He turned his head and looked toward the cabin.
When it comes to deities, it's definitely not something a "small fry" like him at this stage can easily handle.
Besides, the distress signal implied in the "Morning Star Watcher Set" left by the spotted seal ancestors was probably not directed at Yu Wang, but at the person on the ship.
Whether or not to take this risk depends on His own decision.
However, if asked about his own thoughts, Yu Wang knew that there must be something outside searching for Iristiel's presence, so he felt that he should try his best to avoid leaving any traces.
But he would help Ah Jiao in other ways, such as sending deep-sea salt crystals and animal fats, and buying spices from the human world through the trading interface.
This kind of thing has both advantages and disadvantages; if he's lucky, he can also profit from it.
Just like Nicholas's jar, it allowed him to grasp the ability of "flesh and blood tools".
Now, two hearts, one large and one small, are beating in his chest.
One large one was in its normal position, while the other small one was raised to the throat and could move slowly inside his stomach at will.
It truly felt like both being on the edge of your seat and completely at ease.
So, risks and opportunities coexist.
A moment later, the miniature figure responded.
The stove, which had been neglected in the corner and had been gathering dust all along, seemed to have received some kind of mission, and jumped out with renewed vigor, landing in Yu Wang's hands.
My God of Cookery, Umur!! I've finally been given a new role again!
Let the morning star shine again!
Yu Wang had no idea what kind of mental journey this furnace had gone through. He only saw the flames burning fiercely inside its belly and thought it was like a fool who had been misunderstood and was desperately trying to prove itself.
After putting away the stove, Yu Wang said seriously to A Jiao, "Lead the way. I happen to have a piece of decent quality deep-sea salt crystal ore, as well as some spices, which might be part of the offerings. I'll go back to the village with you and let you meet your god." He wondered what was going on.
Salt crystal ore was naturally found in the caves of sea bugs.
I originally intended to add a little to dishes after further purification, but now it's come in handy.
The benefits of "casually digging through dungeons and completing all three tasks" √
"That's wonderful! Thank you! Thank you so much!" Ah Jiao cried with joy and quickly jumped back into the water. "Please come with me!"
Along the way, due to excessive anxiety and a lack of imprint control, Ah Jiao could freely complain about the god worshipped by their tribe.
"—The tribute is increasing year by year! The demands are getting higher and higher! Our people have put in so much hard work to catch rare fish and risk their lives to collect deep-sea materials, yet the rewards are pitifully small!"
Ah Jiao angrily paddled the Ming River, "The gods are greedy and insatiable, always demanding offerings of rare vegetables and exotic spices, many of which we've never even heard of!"
He still had to travel to large islands to inquire, and what was bestowed upon him? Merely some recipes he had researched himself, some strange and unusual dishes, and that useless warning ability that only allowed him to see the character for "danger"!
"If anyone slacks off, all those in the clan who signed the pact will have to endure excruciating pain! The pain will be doubled, especially when they come into contact with seawater! It's like having your bones scraped and your flesh cut off!"
"But we are seals! We can't live without water! If our skin isn't moistened by seawater for a long time, it will crack and bleed, and eventually our fur will be stained red—that's torture worse than death!"
As Yu Wang listened to A Jiao's accusations, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. He couldn't help but ask, "Is it really a good idea to work for this kind of—well, evil god? Haven't you ever thought about going to the Supreme Heaven, or looking for other ways out?"
As soon as he said it, he felt something was off.
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According to A-Jiao's description, this deity doesn't seem like a deity in the traditional sense; instead, he seems like a culinary enthusiast who enjoys researching and perfecting his craft.
Meat and plants are one thing, but why do we need oil, salt, and spices?
In short, he was more like a greedy man than a god.
"Evil gods? No, no, no! The Supreme Heaven is extremely strict about this; we dare not touch it."
Ah Jiao quickly shook her head and explained, "The one we worship, although he doesn't even rank among the third-level gods, is definitely a lawful being in the records of the Supreme Heaven! He's not some evil heretic, otherwise our race wouldn't have been able to thrive under his protection for so many years."
He paused, his tone complex: "If it really is an evil god, we wouldn't have been able to offer sacrifices; we would probably have been sacrificed long ago."
He only made us suffer, using pain to force us to find what he wanted; that's already quite kind of him.
Zhang Xinlan, who had been listening in the whole time: "!!!"
Officer, there's a McDonald's here!
Your definition of an evil god seems to be a little different from mine.
As they continued at full speed, Zhang Xinlan noticed that Ajiao could easily catch up with the "Little Yellow Duck" moving at full speed, and it seemed that she still had a lot of energy left to use.
The racial advantages in this world are truly terrifying; being born into a good family is more advantageous than having good talent.
A good initial racial stat is enough for some weaker races to work hard for a lifetime.
Even if the average human attribute score exceeds ten, it would be difficult for them to deal with ordinary individuals from some powerful races without the aid of extraordinary abilities.
Returning to the once bustling settlement, the atmosphere was now solemn and tense.
Yu Wang handed over the salt crystal ore to the old clan chief.
The old clan chief solemnly accepted the gift and expressed his gratitude, but the worry between his brows did not dissipate.
Yu Wang didn't ask any more questions. He simply held the God of Food Umur figurine and stood quietly to the side with Zhang Xinlan, watching the spotted seal people busily building a simple altar.
It would have been fine to lend a hand at yesterday's celebratory party, but...
Today is a special occasion, so it's best for them to just watch and not offer any help, lest they make things worse.
As if sensing some kind of aura, the flames in Umur's furnace were burning fiercely, indicating that Xiu was suppressing his anger.
The altar was built from regularly shaped, peeled wood and smooth rocks, and on it were placed offerings that the spotted seals had painstakingly gathered.
This kind of thing happens every year, and the leopards are all very familiar with it, each doing their own job.
Soon, the altar was prepared. The old clan chief and several elders knelt tremblingly before the altar and began chanting prayers in an ancient tone, asking their gods to descend, accept the offerings, and beg forgiveness for the lack of sacrifices.
As the chanting reached its climax, the air above the altar distorted slightly, and a blurry, pale golden phantom, carrying an air of arrogance and impatience, slowly emerged.
The phantom resembled a giant eye, but its edges were blurred, and its light was unstable, emitting a kind of—
Well, it's not that powerful or sacred; it actually feels a bit like bluffing.
It was as if a cowardly but incompetent minor official was trying his best to put on the airs of a superior.
As soon as the phantom appeared, it seemed to be about to examine the offerings and make comments, as was customary.
Just then!
The God of Food, Umur, who had been held in Yu Wang's arms, suddenly flew into the air, his furnace blazing fiercely! It was as if a miniature volcano had erupted in an instant!
The divine aura of the "Forge of All Things" spread out, enveloping the entire altar area!
Glug glug ...
Under the direct influence of this divine realm, everyone around the altar felt an intense and irresistible hunger that suddenly exploded from their stomachs!
It wasn't just ordinary hunger; it felt as if my stomach had suddenly turned into a bottomless pit, roaring wildly and waiting to be filled!
Immediately following this was a sharp, burning pain in my stomach wall, as if it were being burned by strong acid!
Without a doubt, if you don't put something in it, your stomach will be melted and perforated by the acid it secretes!
You must eat! Immediately! Right now!