"Recently." Frye answered the question succinctly before explaining, "Not long after you left, I became a 'gravedigger' of Sequence 8, and I was finally promoted to 'psychic' last month. That captain just happened to be transferred."

"So fast..." Leonard had already clenched his fist and punched himself on the head before finishing his sentence, "Look at my memory, I forgot that Klein shared some experiences with everyone."

He put down his right hand, turned to Frye with a smile and said, "In this case, you still have time and space to improve, and you might be able to become a deacon in the future."

Frye glanced at him, then retracted his gaze and said, "I probably won't continue to seek promotion."

"Why?" Leonard walked a few steps, came to Frye's side, and asked in a little surprise.

Frye looked up at the ceiling, and said in a low voice, "I want to stay here.

"Always protect this place."

Leonard fell silent for a moment without responding.

He looked left and right, only to feel that there has been a major transformation here, but there are some things that remain unchanged.

Frye was also silent for a while, and then said: "I will send two team members to follow you."

While speaking, he walked towards the bottom of the aisle, and Leonard followed subconsciously.

In the office at the bottom, the door was open, and several Nighthawks were playing cards and fighting evil there.

Sensing the captain's approach, they all put down their poker and stood up.

Leonard glanced over and saw two familiar faces, Luo Yao with smooth black hair and slender eyebrows, and Sika with white hair and black pupils.

At the same time, he also saw a few strange faces, and saw pennies, soules and playing cards on the table.

For a moment, he was in a trance, and his vision was a little blurred.

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In the waters of Rorsted Islands, in a small port with a fishing village, the bottom cabin of "Future".

Frank Lee rolled up his cuffs, folded his arms, and carefully examined the mushroom in front of him.

The mushroom was 1.8 meters tall with the cap on it, and there were a few bright red spots on the white surface, like eyes, nose and mouth.

In addition to these, its torso also protruded with spores, growing thick and powerful white hyphae like tentacles.

Frank looked the giant mushroom up and down a few times, then looked around, looked at the wooden walls, floors, and all kinds of mushrooms that were long or short, big or small, and said to the "craftsman" Xia beside him. Golf said: "That's right, this experiment has progressed again, this mushroom has a strong tendency to self-reproduce, and this will make it hungry, and it urgently needs the flesh and blood of monsters to supplement it.

"Whether it is roasted or boiled, its activity can be eliminated, and it is no longer so dangerous.

"Uh, how does it taste? Didn't you taste it just now? Its offspring will randomly smell of beef, fish, and wheat, and some are even full of milk. One plant can meet the needs of a breakfast." , You see, the crew members don�t like to drink now, and there are mushrooms that can be picked everywhere... I was thinking, sometimes, when I go to the wilderness, in order to fill my stomach, I need to carry dry food or hunt wild animals, which is too much trouble , if you can grow mushrooms on your body, wouldn't it save a lot of trouble?"

"Craftsman" Scharf lost a lot of weight when he was in Bayam, his eyes were sunken, his eyes were dull, and he lacked a sense of agility.

Hearing Frank's words, he didn't know what to recall, his body trembled slightly, he squatted down silently, opened his mouth, and vomited.

"Are you all right? I know you have worked hard, and I really have to thank you during this time." Frank said to the "craftsman" sincerely, "If it weren't for you, this mushroom would not have such a strong tendency to reproduce itself, and, under the moonlight , its vitality will become extremely tenacious, and it can purify itself, which can effectively eliminate the toxins accumulated by devouring monsters. The only problem at present is that there is no moonlight in pure darkness, and this is the problem we need to solve next."

Sharf didn't speak. After vomiting, he stood up abruptly, turned around and was about to rush outside, but thick and powerful white hyphae spread over, entangled him and pulled him back.

"Give me back my magical item! I'm going to die with these mushrooms!" He yelled frantically, his voice getting lower and lower, his mouth seemed to be gagged.

At this time, somewhere outside the fishing village, the green vines retracted rapidly, as if they were growing backwards. JrNovels.com