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Chapter 269 Compensation, what do you want?

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    "Go back, go back, where are you going? Turn around and let me see the statue." Nigris shouted anxiously.

    The size of this statue of the Goddess of Redemption exceeded Negris's imagination. It was so big that it couldn't be seen at a glance. When you saw the palms, you couldn't see the face. When you saw the face, you couldn't see the waist. When you saw the waist, the palms could not be seen.  Can't see it again.

    It is true that this is the bottom of the sea, and the large amount of water limits its field of vision, but the statue is still too big. I quickly wanted Ange to move closer to the statue so that he could see it clearly.

    Ange ignored its request and turned to the side and back of the statue.

    With the strength of Ange¡¯s soul, his field of vision is much wider than that of Negris, and he can see more things. He has already seen clearly what is in that place.

    But there is only one thing that can attract him and make him ignore Nigris.

    "Sure enough, Seobada, you can't walk when you see the fields. Why are there fields under the sea?" After Nigris saw the location clearly, he couldn't help but cursed.

    It was a large submarine plain that was obviously planned and repaired and could be regarded as a "field". The fields were not made of ditches, but gravel pits placed every three or four meters.

    ??The submarine plain was dug into pits with a diameter of about one meter, every three or four meters, extending horizontally and vertically to places where Negris could not see.

    The pits are filled with fist-sized gravels. It is obvious that the texture is different from the plains. The plains are fertile seabed silt, but these pits are filled with gravels. It is obvious that someone has transported them from other places.  .

    Most of the gravel pits are empty. There are only a few dozen sparse pits, and a kind of long seaweed grows in the gaps between the gravels.

    The seaweed is like grapes, crystal clear and moist, one by one, connected in a string, the longest one is tens of meters long, swaying with the water flow.

    Seaweed grows out of the gravel, and its roots extend from the gravel, entangle themselves on the gravel, and then penetrate into the surrounding mud.

    Negris could see the benefits of this arrangement at a glance. The roots of the seaweed can be fixed on the gravel and will not be easily carried by the water flow. The seaweed can grow as long as possible.

    If it is rooted in the mud and grows to several meters, it may float up from the mud as soon as the water flows and then float away.

    The gaps between the gravel also provide space for its roots to extend, allowing them to reach as much fertile soil as possible.

    This is definitely not a natural formation, but someone has painstakingly reclaimed it to grow seaweed, so it is a 'field'.

    "Can things be grown under the sea? Who cultivated these fields? Why are there only a few dozen scattered fields and not all of them?" Nigris' mind was full of questions.

    Ange was no longer as angry as before. When he heard Nigris' question, he said: "Tian, ??Haitian."

    "Yes, Tian, ??what are you having fun with? It's not your Tian." Nigris said angrily.

    The only thing that can save Ange from his violent state is farming and farming.

    "Learn and grow your own." Ange said, running forward to one of the seaweeds, studying it for a while, and pointed at it with his finger.

    Under the acceleration of the quick-death halo, the seaweed began to wither and break where the finger pointed, and the broken section floated away with the water.

    "Didn't it produce seeds?" Nigris said. After staying with Ange for a long time, it is now considered a semi-expert at planting.

    Ange pulled out a piece, dragged it to the bottom of the sea, inserted it into the mud, and pointed it up with his finger.

    The seaweed quickly sprouted roots, penetrated into the mud, and grew rapidly.

    However, after a while, the nutrients may not be able to keep up and it will wither, but this also proves that seaweed can be reproduced through cuttings.

    At that moment, Ange became rude. He picked up all the dozens of scattered seaweeds nearby, cut them into sections and brought them into the Palace of Rest. He dug a pool anywhere and filled it with some water to soak.

    Negris looked around and said nervously: "Ange, it's not good for you to do this. These things are obviously cultivated by others. What if you kill them all?"

    "Compensate." Ange said.

    This is indeed a way, but if someone else only wants seaweed for free, how can you still compensate? With the speed of something like Ange, you may be able to compensate the other party for a large seaweed field in three hours.

    Forget it, let¡¯s compensate. How much compensation is appropriate?

    Ange didn't care. Even if Harvey came to chop him now, he had to finish picking him. As he was digging happily, Ange suddenly sensed a weak breath and was lying in the mud quietly heading towards his position.  Move over.

    The current conceals its movements, and the elements weaken.?Its breath, darkness obscured its form, like an octopus changing color on the seabed to hunt for food, quietly touching it.

    Of course, such small movements could not hide Ange's aura, but sensing the opponent's aura was not enough to pose a threat to him. Ange did not expose it, but tilted his head and watched the opponent's movements.

    In order to hide, the opponent did not open its eyes when moving, for fear of alerting the enemy with its gaze or breath. It just moved forward in the general direction, and moved, and moved, until it almost reached the approximate position, and then it quietly raised its head and opened its eyes.  Make a slit for the eyes.

    This opening scared it out of the mud, because it found the enemy's two empty eye sockets right in front of it, staring at it silently.

    Has it been discovered?  !  The guy in the mud jumped up suddenly, took out the short metal stick that had been pressed under him, and was about to hit Ange.

    But Ange moved faster than it. With one hand, it snatched away the iron rod in its hand. Its hands holding the rod waved in front of Ange, and the swing was empty.

    Having lost its weapon, it suddenly became anxious, opened its mouth and said: "Give it back to me, you thief who steals things, give me back the Star Meteor Staff."

    It was originally impossible to speak in the water, but what was amazing was that what came out of its mouth was not air, but a stream of water, which spread like sound waves, allowing Ange to hear its voice clearly.

    Maybe we should use 'she' instead of 'it'. The guy who attacked Ange turned out to be a humanoid creature. He looked exactly like a human. He had long silky hair, delicate facial features, and a tall and plump body. He actually looked quite good.  beautiful.

    Of course, this is from Nigris¡¯ perspective. Ange can¡¯t tell whether humans are beautiful or not.

    A few differences tell everyone that this is not a human being, such as the scales on her body, the membranes between the toes on her feet, the vertical eyelids of her eyes, etc. This is a humanoid creature with the characteristics of marine life.

    Star Meteor Staff?  Ange glanced at the short stick in his hand. Isn't it just a broken iron rod?  Why is it called the Star Meteor Staff?

    Ange returned it to her.

    Picking up the iron rod, Nv Hairen swung it again, trying to hit Ange, but as soon as she swung it, the iron rod was snatched away by Ange.

    "Give it back to me, you thief!"

    Ange returned it to her.

    She picked it up again, and Ange snatched it away again. After two or three times, she completely realized that she was no match for this skeleton. After taking the iron rod again, she cried out:

    "If you steal our family's food, we will starve to death. You thief, please don't steal our food. You can eat me. My meat is delicious."

    While crying with her neck raised, she kept emitting ultra-high-frequency sound waves from her mouth, shaking the water in front of her, hitting a large number of air waves, and trying her best to rise up, gurgling, gurgling.

    Nigris wanted to laugh. This scene of his head bubbling was too funny, but he didn¡¯t dare. Ange had stolen the family¡¯s food rations. It would be too inhumane for him to laugh

    ¡°Forget it, I¡¯m not a human being, so what kind of humanity do I need, hahahaha

    "Compensation, what do you want?" Ange's voice directly entered the female seaman's mind.

    This seawoman is obviously the owner of these seaweed crops. Ange is so patient just to pay equal compensation, otherwise she would have been beaten to death.

    PS: This chapter was written yesterday, and today¡¯s chapter is still being typed

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