sbdcsierra Chapter 111 Two and a Half Days
Chapter 111 Two and a Half Days
Zhao Kunlun prepared the mutated lobster, split it in half, sprinkled it with minced garlic, shredded ginger, and chili powder, and placed it in the center of the grill.
As the lobster shells were roasted over the charcoal fire, they slowly turned orange-red, and the aroma of the lobster meat wafted out from the cracks, mingling with the scents of garlic and spiciness, filling the entire campsite.
Everyone stared at the lobster; some swallowed hard, some licked their lips, and some had rumbling stomachs.
Chen Yuanzhi fanned himself, adjusted his glasses, and looked at Song Chen: "I heard you killed three fourth-tier sea beasts all by yourself at Tianhai East Fortress? How did you do it?"
Song Chen chewed on the fish and thought for a moment: "I'm lucky."
The group burst into laughter.
Shen Yutong flipped the fish on the grill and secretly glanced at Song Chen.
He ate with great focus, without speaking or looking up, taking bite after bite as if he had been starving for a long time.
She suddenly found this person very interesting. He was decisive and ruthless on the battlefield, each strike deadly, like a heartless killing machine.
But next to the grill was an ordinary young man who had been starving for a long time and was eating with great relish.
This contrast made her feel something moving in her heart, something she couldn't quite put her finger on, but it felt very warm.
The lobster is ready.
Zhao Kunlun cut the lobster into several large pieces with a knife, and each person got a piece.
Song Chen took his piece, took a bite of the shrimp meat. The meat was firm and chewy, and the sweet flavor was even more intense with the garlic and spiciness.
Xiao Wu walked over from the corner, holding a sharpened wooden stick, and handed it to Song Chen: "Brother Song, use this."
Actually, Xiao Wu is older than Song Chen, but he still called him "brother".
Song Chen took the wooden stick and picked the shrimp meat off the shell, then skewered it to eat, which was much more convenient.
He looked at Xiao Wu and said thank you.
Xiao Wu shook his head, went back to the corner to sit down, and continued to whittle his wooden stick.
Old Liu took another skewer from the grill and placed it on Song Chen's plate, watching him eat and nodding in satisfaction.
"Being able to eat is a blessing. Eat more and grow stronger. If you're too thin, you'll fall over in the wind."
Zhao Kunlun laughed: "Haha, this kid won't fall. He's stronger than you."
Everyone laughed, their laughter carried on the sea breeze, mingling with the aroma of grilled meat and the crackling of charcoal.
After finishing the lobster, Song Chen ate two fish, more than a dozen skewers of grilled meat, two steamed buns, and drank two glasses of beer.
The beer is brewed at the base; the taste is so-so, but it's very refreshing when chilled.
He didn't drink too much, only two glasses, but his face was already red. It wasn't because he was drunk; it was because his body was very sensitive to alcohol, turning red with just a little bit.
Shen Yutong sat opposite him, looking at his flushed face, and couldn't help but smile.
Song Chen looked at her: "What are you laughing at?"
Shen Yutong shook her head: "It's nothing, it's just that you're not quite what we imagined."
"What kind of image do you have in mind?"
Shen Yutong thought for a moment: "Just like in the TV shows, very aloof, doesn't like to talk, doesn't like to talk to people, like an iceberg."
"We're all the same, we're all human, we all need to eat, we all need to sleep, and we all die."
That was a bit inappropriate, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
Zhao Kunlun picked up his beer glass, took a big gulp, wiped his mouth, and said, "Well said. We're all human, we all need to eat, we all need to sleep, and we all die. So while we're alive, we should eat as much good food as possible, kill as many alien beasts as possible, and make as many friends as possible. It's not a waste to die like that."
He raised his glass: "Come, to the living."
Everyone raised their glasses and clinked them together, making a crisp sound.
"Respect for life."
Everyone said in unison.
Beer splashed from the glass, onto the table, onto hands, onto the grill, sizzling loudly.
The laughter returned, louder and clearer than before.
As night deepened, the charcoal fire on the grill slowly died down, turning into grayish-white ashes.
The tray on the table was empty, with only fish bones and shrimp shells remaining.
The beer barrel was empty, lying on the ground, with the last drop of beer still dripping from the bottom.
People gradually dispersed and returned to their respective dormitories to rest.
Zhao Kunlun patted Song Chen on the shoulder, said "Let's continue tomorrow," and then left.
Chen Yuanzhi pushed up his glasses, put away his fan, tucked it under his arm, and left.
Old Liu took off his apron, folded it neatly, placed it on the table, and left.
Xiao Wu put the whittled wooden stick into his pocket, glanced at Song Chen, nodded, and left.
Shen Yutong was the last to leave. She stood up, looked at Song Chen, and seemed to want to say something.
"Song Chen".
"Um?"
Are you going to the beach tomorrow?
"go."
"What time is it?"
"Dawn breaks."
Shen Yutong nodded and left.
Her footsteps faded into the night, eventually disappearing into the sea breeze.
Song Chen sat alone on the open ground, looking at the dark sea in the distance.
The psionic particles floated slowly on the sea surface, like countless tiny stars, making the sea sparkle.
The waves crashed against the breakwater, making a rhythmic splashing sound, as if they were saying something, or as if they were saying nothing at all.
He stood up, dusted himself off, and walked towards the dormitory in the east wing.
It was a great day. I ate delicious food, drank beer, made some new friends, and killed a lot of strange beasts.
well.
For the next two and a half days, the beast tide did not break out, which was quite unexpected.
At the same time, Song Chen's life has also formed a fixed rhythm.
Get up at dawn, go to the beach, go into the sea, and kill strange beasts.
We came back at noon, ate lunch, rested for an hour, and then went to the beach in the afternoon to swim and kill monsters.
I came back in the evening, took a shower, changed my clothes, and went to the grill to wait for dinner.
In two and a half days, he killed thousands of sea creatures, from lobsters to sea snakes to mutated octopuses to giant groupers, a wide variety of species and methods.
Unfortunately, they were all low-level; the higher-level ones were deeper inside. It was during the beast tide, and Shen Tie wouldn't let him go.
Song Chen's Tianjun Blade became increasingly smooth in the seawater, going from being somewhat sluggish at the beginning to being as adept as a fish in water later on, all in less than a day.
He began to learn about the habits of marine mammals: they like to hide in the crevices of rocks, dig burrows in the mud and sand, and come out to forage at night.
Their attack methods are more direct and ferocious than those of land-based beasts, but their weaknesses are also more obvious. Most sea creatures have poor night vision and rely on psionic senses to locate their prey.
Their scales are softer in water than on land, but their muscles are more explosive.
These experiences cannot be found in books; they can only be gained through hard work and perseverance.
On the evening of the third day, when Song Chen returned from the beach, he was carrying two huge mutated octopus tentacles. Each tentacle was as thick as his waist and covered with suckers, inside which were tiny teeth.
He tossed the tentacle to Old Liu.
Old Liu caught it, weighed it in his hand, and his eyes lit up.
"This stuff tastes best when grilled, but it's tough to chew. You have to pound it first to tenderize the meat before grilling."