Asian Girl Completion Manual.

Chapter 230 5. Learning
In Fisher's sight, the steel knife raised by Osie's hands was just parallel to her face, which also led to Fisher's eyes, the opening of the steel knife was equal to Osie's opening at the same time
So, is this steel knife saying hello to himself or Ossie herself?
".Hello."

After a second of silence, Fisher also responded with a greeting.

After hearing Fisher's words, the steel knife didn't move, but Ossie, who was holding it, nodded, and then gently hugged the steel knife back into her arms and rubbed its body.

Well, it seems that it was Ossie's greeting just now, but she expressed it with the help of a steel knife.

However, Fisher clearly remembered that she was the first person on the boat to discover that the underwater giant was a sea ghost yesterday. At that time, she jumped off the mast and told Alagina about it.

In other words, she can actually speak.

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After the greeting from Fisher, it was Ossie's turn to open the mouth like a turn-based system, but she hugged the parrot and didn't say anything, even secretly glanced at the person behind Fisher. On the road, the footsteps moved a little and finally stopped in place.

Osie's desire to end the conversation and leave is so strong that it almost becomes too obvious.

Fisher's keen observation made him aware of Ossie's second officer's small movements. Of course, he also guessed that she wanted to leave, but he felt that it was necessary to say something to end the conversation when she left, so he was thinking hard to end the conversation. discourse
"you"

In order to avoid her embarrassment, Fisher, who waited for a second or two, decided to take the initiative to end the topic, but before he opened his mouth, Ossie made a move first.

I saw a "hand" suddenly stretched out to Fisher from under her wide cloak. Looking down, the "hand" protruding from under the cloak was far from the palm of a human being. There were no five distinct fingers there. , only one thick and wide bluish-gray feather.

It's more like a giant wing than an arm.

The feathers of the northern gray bird are generally cyan and gray. In Little Jack's thesis, it was recorded that the subspecies of the southern continent had orange-yellow individuals, but Fisher had never seen it with his own eyes.

Each feather on the wings of the northern bluebird species has a different shape of white stripes in the center. Each bird species is different, but Ossie's is very beautiful.

Contrasted with the dotted and irregular white spots of other bird species, the markings in the middle of Ossie's blue-gray feathers are continuous and symmetrical, as beautiful as flowers blooming on the feathers.

"Stupid. Stupid"

When Ossie stretched out her hand, the steel knife in her arms yelled at Fisher again, interrupting his observation of her feathers, but its bird song was still so ugly, no wonder Karma and the others Fight with this bird every day.

Ossie pinched Steel Knife's body again with the hand holding it, the pain caused it to change its mouth again,

"Sugar Gu Gu Tang."

sugar?
After hearing the steel knife's words, Fisher finally realized that Osie in front of him wanted to hand him something, so he put his hand under Osie's wings, and the next moment, she shook slightly She flapped her wings, and a light blue candy wrapped in translucent sugar paper fell from her feathers into Fisher's palm.

Fisher took a look and found that the candy she gave herself was a traditional dessert in the north, called Hanshuitang.

This kind of candy not only has a long history, but also tastes good. It was sold in Saint Nari before, but after Fisher bought it, he found that the taste was very unpalatable, because of the different materials used in it.

A fruit that only grows in the ice water of the North will be added to the real cold water candy in the north. The juice squeezed out of this fruit makes the candy taste sweet and fresh, very similar to the taste of mint, and has a refreshing purpose effect.

".thanks."

Fisher reached out and grabbed the candy that Ossie handed over. Although he didn't understand why she suddenly handed him a candy, he subconsciously thanked her.

Then, after getting his response, Ossie finally revealed a sense of relief that was visible to the naked eye in those beautiful eyes exposed to the outside.

So once again, as if she had completed a task, she glanced furtively at the road behind Fisher.

There is the direction to leave.

Before Fisher could answer, she immediately nodded and signaled to Fisher "You're welcome", and then she quickly fled towards the deck with her parrot in her arms.

This supposedly ordinary conversation seemed quite strange to Ossie, and even Fisher didn't expect it to end in this way.

Fisher turned his head in a daze and followed her with his eyes, and saw her stop in the corridor at the door of the captain's cabin, and then lightly threw the steel knife she was holding out.

"Stupid. Stupid"

Without Ossie's meat-pinching steel knife, she yelled and cursed freely in midair, spread her wings and landed firmly on the railing, tilting her head to straighten her feathers.

The next moment, Ossie in front of it suddenly spread out the wings hidden under the clothes. The fully extended wings were huge, and suddenly propped the cloak backwards, causing her figure to swell instantly visually. Quite a few, fully expressing the oppressive power of the northern gray bird species.

"call!"

With just a light flap of Ossie's wings, her whole body was instantly pushed far away from the ground by the airflow, and flew onto the mast where she was used to staying.

Because the force of this flight is too great and the movement is too smooth, the onlookers will subconsciously feel that she is jumping up instead of flying up.

In just a flash, she quickly sat on the top of the mast, which was her exclusive seat.

Seeing this scene, Fisher suddenly remembered that the native language of the people in the north was different from the naming method of various demi-humans in the academic circles of the Western Continent. The local residents called the gray bird species in the north the "snowstorm maker".

Well, this is a free translation, so it seems a bit simple and rude.

But at this moment, seeing Ossie flying with her own eyes, Fisher couldn't help imagining the spectacular scene of this kind of demihuman flying wantonly in the snow in the north. Few species can match it, and it's no wonder that people in the north believe that the snow is blown by the wings of the blue bird
Fisher's eyes still stayed on Ossie, but the next moment, she suddenly retracted her wings, and wrapped herself into a ball again with that thick robe familiarly.

Moreover, this time it seemed to be more tightly wrapped than what Fisher had seen before, as if he was very afraid of the cold.

"."

Fisher glanced at Ossie wrapped up in a ball on the mast, and then looked down at the cold water candy in his hand.

He suddenly realized that the second mate of the Iceberg Queen seemed to be very bad at communication, and it could even be said that she had some social fear.

It turned out that she had been hiding on it not at all for the safety of the Iceberg Queen to guard the surrounding sea area, but purely to avoid direct communication with other people.

And once she communicated directly with others, it would be very strenuous for her to communicate with Fisher.

Not only did she use steel knives instead of talking to Fisher just now, but she also threw a candy to Fisher after saying a few words to quickly end the conversation.
If Ossie has such a character, then Fisher's research plan may not progress well, and they can't even talk about it. How can she let her be studied by him obediently?

But before that, he also wanted to try his previous thinking, to see if he could convert the knowledge gained from Emhart into completing the research progress of the manual.

Emhart knows a lot, and if his knowledge of the demi-human girl can be recognized by the demi-human woman's supplementary handbook, then Fisher is confident that he can break through the 50% barrier of biological research progress without doing in-depth physiological communication.

"squeak"

"Let's go find Fisher! Ah Fisher, look quickly, Shushu seems to be dead!"

While Fisher was still thinking, there was a loud noise from the corridor in front of the captain's cabin.

It turned out that the three naughty rat girls were running towards Fisher anxiously with a small group of rats. Karma, the leader, was holding an open and motionless book in both hands. All of them were out of breath, as if they had empathized with the three of them.

One interesting thing is that Fisher found that even ordinary mice would become much smarter as long as they stayed with Karma and the others for a period of time.

When they first boarded the ship, Fisher saw them lure out the mice hidden in the cabin of the Iceberg Queen. At that time, those mice were no different from those seen in the search for the sun, dirty and smelly.

However, after only a few days with them, the mice on the boat gradually tended to converge with the few they brought out, with obvious changes in expression and expressions.

Fisher didn't figure out the specific principle of this. He planned to study it later, but not now.

"died?"

He glanced at Emhart, who was lying motionless in Karma's hands, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Hmmm! He must have been frightened by the rats, maybe scared to death or maybe passed out, but he has no nose and he can't breathe, we don't know what's wrong with him. I just want him to Played the little mouse's bed and then he died suddenly sorry Fisher it was my fault"

Diandian's expression looks the most guilty, it seems that she is the culprit who came up with this bad idea and hasn't run away.

Fisher looked at the book, and then said casually,
"It's okay, let's go play, I will cure him."

"really?"

"Fisher must heal him, we will not bully him again next time."

"A little guarantee!"

Fisher smiled and took the "dead" book from their hands. Seeing Karma and the others' worried faces, he couldn't help but waved to them with a smile, indicating that it was okay.

When they finally disappeared from sight, Fisher turned his head and said while taking Emhart back to the room,
"Still pretending?"

".Oh, Fisher? Thank goodness you're here, otherwise the great Emhart would have been scared to death."

Fisher has long seen that this guy is not dead, he is just playing dead.

His state is exactly the same as when he saw Eliog and died in place instantly. Whenever he encounters a strong enemy or someone he doesn't want to communicate with, he shrinks in place and turns into a harmless book to hide himself. through catastrophe,
"You don't know, those little things are noisy and disgusting, and they actually want those things to lie on me! I am the highest-level holy thing under the Saints! How dare they treat me like this! I will make them look good sooner or later!"

As soon as he returned to Fisher's room, Emhart stiffened again, as if the book lying dead just now was not him but his weak brother.

Right now, he was floating in mid-air and constantly hitting the void, as if he was hitting the heads of those three little brats hard.

Fisher didn't answer, because he always felt that this guy was actually enjoying it, otherwise he wouldn't have followed them out when Karma and the others came to play with him this morning.

It's not clear whether he has special patience with children or a book is lonely for too long, in short, Fisher feels that he and Karma get along very well. If they don't throw mice in his face.

Fisher didn't respond to his duplicity, and went straight to the point, straight to his own topic,

"Emhart, tell me everything you know about the sub-human race of the Cangs, and I will use it."

Emhart, who was dangling in the sky, stopped moving. After hearing Fisher's words, he blinked at the serious Fisher in front of him, and his mouth trembled.

Then he glanced outside the room in a panic, and after confirming that no one else was eavesdropping, he flew to Fisher's ear, and subconsciously said to him in an octave lower voice,

"Are you crazy? You started to think about the captain of the Sardinian woman on this ship before she succeeded? Fisher, I have to talk about you now. If you continue to eat in the bowl like this, you will still watch You want it in the pot!"

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Only halfway through his words, Fisher with a stinky face suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed him in the palm of his hand. At the same time, his other hand suddenly twisted and pinched the exposed part of his body excessively. page book pages.

Seeing that Fisher was about to make a move, Emhart was so frightened that the phrase "dead with no place to die" that he was about to spit out turned slightly into a sincere praise,

"Ahhh, I mean, you are about to become a very knowledgeable subethnic scholar! Come on, let me go first! I...I can't wait to learn about subethnics in the North with you ! Let me go and I'll tell you everything I know."

After hearing his reply, Fisher gently let go of his fragile pages, allowing him to return to floating in mid-air,
"Stop messing around, I'm of great use."

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