Let you be a faint king, and you have unified the six kingdoms?

"Although there are many hunting grounds, there are more creatures in the ocean! Those that are captured can be regenerated after a while, replenishing the number."

"That's it."

"Fight against the Dragon King? That kind of powerful creature is basically impossible to win. When we encounter a human ship, we can just escape."

Yes, the ocean is huge.

The number of spirits is more than ten times that of the land side!

To put it bluntly, human hunting in the ocean is also regular.

Usually caught offshore.

Humans are not fools, knowing that if they go far away, they may encounter some powerful creatures, and then both people and ships will sink into the sea.

As for the number of ghosts in the near sea, how many are in the deep sea and the far sea?Not even a tenth!

In other words.

It will always be those races that are hunted by humans.

And more spirit races live in the far sea and deep sea.

Here, they don't need to worry about human hunting.

Even a direct acceleration dive, nest in the deep sea and it's over.

even.

For the spirits in the far sea and deep sea areas, infighting is the greatest danger.

All races.

Many of these races have a natural relationship with predators.

Not all sea spirits are herbivores.

A lot of carnivorous.

Instead of thinking about the threat of humans to them, these spirits should think about how to fight the other spirits tomorrow when they compete for territory.

"Hey...don't go!"

"Wait! Everyone is an ocean spirit, we can fight against humans!"

The big octopus called.

But those sea creatures all chose to leave, and none remained.

This made the big octopus very sad.

"Oh... I can't avenge you..." The big octopus was very frustrated, but there was nothing he could do.

result.

A few days later, this large octopus was also hunted by humans.

"Woooooo!"

The big octopus called.

"Don't eat me! Don't you have any octopus at all!"

"It's okay to be kind!"

But what they said was all weird language, and no one could understand it.

The warriors happily celebrated the bumper harvest.

Even the royal family would bid for a large octopus of this level.

So, they made a small fortune today, so naturally they all had smiles on their faces.

"Spirits can heal themselves, let's eat first!" The captain roared in a rough voice.

All the crew members on the ship shouted excitedly.

Thus, one of the octopus whiskers of the big octopus was cut off alive.

In front of the big octopus began to eat its meat.

Looking at this scene, the big octopus struggled with all its strength, but couldn't escape.

I can only watch my flesh being eaten by these humans.

"This group of humans... can still laugh?"

"Why is there such a cold-blooded and ruthless existence in the world?"

The big octopus's intelligence is not outstanding enough, and it is doomed that it will not be able to understand these problems in its short life.

This is above race and class...

Racial conflict.

Chapter 598 Gourmet trumpet, Luo Lin: Let Daqian continue to be great

The bustling Jiangnan area.

A variety of gourmet shops are also located here.

Although ghost cuisine is on the rise now, most restaurants still don't have the ability to do that kind of cuisine that is quite expensive for basic ingredients alone.

Even if it can be done, there are relatively few customers who can afford it.

In a small shop.

Yan Heming pushed open the door and walked into the small shop.

It has been more than a year since she moved to Jiangnan from Nuchen. After her work stabilized, she began to spend her spare money on various enjoyments.

At the beginning, she was worried that she would receive strange looks if she left Nv Chen and went to other places.

But the good news is that in a prosperous area like Jiangnan, there are often women walking on the streets, not only warriors, but also rich wives.

"I want a stew~" Yan Heming ordered.

Immediately sat in a position.

"Okay." The business owner smiled, obviously getting to know her very well.

After Yan Heming got acquainted with the neighborhood, he liked this kind of small shop even more.

Not only does it taste good, it's not expensive either.

Because the shop is small, there is no need for a shop assistant or the like.

The store adopts a rectangular layout, the store is the chef himself, standing inside, there is a chair in the middle, you can sit down when tired.

The two sides of the rectangle are places for diners to sit down, while the other two sides are against the wall and are places for cooking.

Diners can see how their meals are made when they sit in their seats.

For some people, this kind of dining is not decent, so they look down on this kind of shop.

But Yan Heming liked it very much.

Tread...  

There was a sound of footsteps.

Yan Heming looked sideways subconsciously, his pupils slightly staring.

So tall...and handsome too.

It was a man who was dressed in an old-fashioned way, but looked very young.

The man walked into the shop, looked up, down, left, and right, and saw Yan Heming.

Then he sat down immediately.

Look at the papers on the wall, there are pictures of dishes on the paper, the names of the dishes and their prices.

"Boss, I want a stew."

"Okay." The boss said with a kind smile.

The man seemed to have noticed Yan Heming's gaze, and smiled at Yan Heming.

Yan Heming's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be... is she in her 20s finally meeting the person she is destined for?

She is considered a native of Nv Chen's side. In the Seven Kingdoms era, Chen Guo was restless and often fought and recruited soldiers.

Yan Heming's father and elder brother are basically dead.

Mother also stayed sick.

Finally, there was peace.

Then came the female Chen period. After her mother passed away, Yan Heming was deeply infected by feminist ideas and finally decided to be independent.

In the end, with his own free will, he chose to emigrate to Jiangnan.

After a while.

Here comes her stew.

"Hello, my name is Wu Junze." The man took the initiative to talk, and he smiled, "Do you often come to this store?"

"Hmm...um." Yan Heming was a little shy, "Is this your first time here? Oh, my name is Yan Heming."

"Yes. First time."

The conversation was temporarily interrupted.

As far as Heming is concerned, he endured the acceleration of his heartbeat and ate the familiar stewed meat.

Soon, Wu Junze's stewed meat also arrived.

He also ate.

Yan Heming couldn't help but look over.

Wu Junze ate very elegantly and slowly, unlike other men.

He chews carefully without showing his teeth. After swallowing a mouthful, he immediately puts the next mouthful with chopsticks.

An oily sheen appeared on his lips, giving them a glossy finish.

"Hmm..." Wu Junze made a contented voice, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face, "This stew is really delicious."

"Thank you." The store owner sat on a chair, fanned himself with a fan, and said with a smile on his face.

Afterwards, Wu Junze chatted with the store owner about food.

After chatting for a while, it stopped and Wu Junze continued to enjoy the food.

'He must be someone who values ​​food very much. Yan Heming thought secretly.

…………

days thereafter.

Yan Heming often sees this tall young man in the shop.

Wu Junze would order different dishes every time, and would also chat with other diners, but each time he chatted for a while before withdrawing it reservedly.

In the end, Wu Junze stopped coming to this shop.

Yan Heming's heart was uncommonly uneasy.

She went to a nearby famous gourmet restaurant, and finally saw Wu Junze again.

"Oh, it's you, what a coincidence, you also come here for dinner?" Wu Junze greeted Yan Heming with a gentle smile.

"Hmm..." This time, Yan Heming didn't stop the conversation.

She shouldn't just fall silent after chatting with the young man in front of her for a while.

So, she took the initiative to ask about other things.

"Well, I'm a veterinarian. What about you?" Yan Heming finally got bold.

Wu Junze smiled and said, "Yes, veterinarian, that's great. I'm a gourmet, and I write some reviews and guidelines about food on weekdays, and submit them to the newspaper."