Above The Sky

Slowing down, I came to a shoal after the low tide. Ian's eyes went beyond the breathing hole in the sand and directly saw a razor clam lurking in the sea sand, a shellfish that looked like a bamboo tube.

This kind of shellfish is rich in nutrients and delicious. It inhabits the soft tidal flats near the sea. It digs burrows and escapes immediately when there is an abnormality. Therefore, even if it is very delicious, it is difficult to catch it if you are not familiar with it. .

Although it is said that the bamboo clams can be drawn out by sprinkling salt into the cave, but in this era of Terra, high-purity salt is much more expensive than the seafood that can be picked up everywhere.

The razor clam, which Ian regarded as the target, was thick and white in mist, and among the common ingredients that were not sublimated materials, it was considered to be the top category, with a length of more than 30 centimeters, and it was very plump.

He took out the small shovel he brought with him, and Ian dug straight towards the place where the razor clams were located. The razor clams in the sand felt wrong, but Ian's shovel came too fast and too accurate, digging it out of the sand in one breath. out, not even the razor's nose.

He casually threw the bamboo razor into the small bucket he was carrying, and there were many shells, crabs and a smaller razor in the bucket.

Although seafood has no fat, it has a lot of high-quality protein. As long as it is eaten with meat, it is a very good exercise material.

Every time Ian goes out for training, he will bring back such a bucket of seafood. After all, with his spiritual power, it is easy to find materials for sublimation, not to mention rushing to the sea?

When using the vision horizon to perceive things in the sea, Ian even observed the 'blue' fog several times. The fog that represents the rare sublimation material leaped across the sea, which often made him feel regretful.

If he grows up a little more, when he can swim in the sea to catch up with the fish, these materials will be his further resources.

"Not in a hurry."

Looking up, Ian saw a sea fish made of dark blue fog swimming in the offshore waters. After Hilliard's intensive supplementary lessons in recent days, he could roughly distinguish that the giant sea fish, about half a meter long, was the one from the sea. The monster 'Tidefish King' required by the low-level true form 'Wavebreaker'.

The Tidefish King is the leader of the Tidefish School, a mutated Warcraft-class sardine. The school of fish is not a group of monsters, but compared with ordinary sardines, there must be a monster-level fish king in a tidal fish school.

As long as the brain of this fish king is crushed and swallowed together with the fish bones, and then digested in the sea, one can become one of the easiest sublimation true forms to get started, the 'wavebreaker', stepping into the realm of sublimators, and the ordinary fisherman As a result, he will become the captain of a sea ship, and will be welcomed and treated by every port and voyager.

Because the advanced method is so simple, the strength of the fish king is actually no different from that of a large herring. Therefore, catching the fish king is not an inconceivable difficulty, but the prey that every fisherman dreams of and wants to catch.

"It's going to be high tide."

The appearance of the tidal fish king means that the tide is about to rise. Ian sees that the sea is about to rise, so he picks up the bucket and prepares to go home.

Counting the harvest in the bucket, he nodded with satisfaction: "Today's harvest is good, you can cook a pot of seashell soup."

Speaking of seafood, Ian is actually quite emotional.

In today's Terra, all kinds of seafood cannot provide the calories needed by fishermen, farmers and other manual workers because of the lack of fat, so it is a rather embarrassing food. Only salmon has a lot of oil. fish are more popular.

Even though it is rich in nutrients and popular among the middle and upper classes, it can only be sold after being made into dry goods because the means of preservation are too expensive.

When I stopped, Ian felt that his whole body was soaked with sweat and water vapor from the sea breeze.

The effect of this exercise has been very successful. He has already felt a slight tingling sensation from the whole body, from the body to the muscles of the limbs. The chest, back, legs and arms are even slightly hot, and there is a trace of strength from The inner side of the flesh and blood is produced in strands, and it is continuous, supporting the boy's continuous intense exercise for hours.

Ian can sense that the virtual Origin Seed is running at the heart, it is transporting a steady stream of Essence Essence, with the surging blood flowing into every corner of the body, healing damage and strengthening the body.

Although there has been no change in body size, Ian is well aware that the 'density' of his body is increasing.

"Now, I should have met Teacher Hilliard's requirements."

Ian came to the beach and looked out at Port Harrison not far away. Next to it is Bai Zhimin's oyster farming factory, and there are guards patrolling, which is quite safe: "My physical fitness, I can complete a complete breathing guidance operation."

"In this way, the source seed can be perfectly shaped."

After many verifications by Hilliard, Ian's improved source seed structure is very good, only a few small details can be optimized more smoothly.

But this source seed is too complicated, and it takes a long time to condense, and the coagulation source seed itself is extremely violent. It is necessary to mobilize the movement of blood and source material in the whole body. With Ian's previous physical quality, it does not mean that it cannot be successful, but it is extremely Likely to be in shock halfway through.

Hilliard naturally couldn't let Ian take a risk, so that's why he has been training in the last few days.

Feeling that his physical strength has improved greatly, Ian is in a happy mood. He sees a palm tree growing along the coast, and when he thinks about it, he stretches out his hand to climb. Even if he is holding a bucket in one hand, he can easily climb to the top of the tree. .

Watching the setting sun from the top of the tree, Ian couldn't help smiling genuinely.

Although the body of the previous life has been genetically modified, the quality is far stronger than that of the current children, but at that time, Ian stayed in space all year round, facing some giant engineering equipment, giant spaceship engines, any movement would cause the earth to shake. , Human beings are small and fragile in comparison, how can there be such a feeling of being in nature now?

But before Ian wants to rest in the treetops and take in the view of the rising tide, he suddenly feels something is wrong.

In the coastal woods not far away, there seems to be a discordant movement.

If it were an ordinary person, even an experienced hunter would not be able to tell whether it was a sea breeze or a wild beast for a while, but Ian had doubts in his heart, so he directly opened the vision of vision to observe.

Immediately, a familiar white misty figure appeared in front of him.

"Bryn? Why is it still him?"

Ian has doubts in his heart - he doesn't feel how dangerous the other party is, but he thinks it's absurd: "If you really want sleep powder, you should go to the house to find it... Does he think I will carry sleep powder with me?"

Of course, he actually brought a bag of sleeping powder as a self-protection prop... But who can think of ordinary people?

Ian couldn't figure out for a while whether the other party was on the second floor or the basement one.

Because Brin didn't take the initiative to come out, Ian didn't bother to care about the other party-with his current physical fitness, even if Brin was a strong adult, he might not be able to play and run.

Since he noticed that Brin was observing himself that day, he deliberately went to Elder Pude once, told the situation, and vaguely mentioned the sense of crisis he felt.

For the former, Elder Pude listened carefully and said that he would warn Brin to restrain those careful thoughts.

But for the latter, the other party just smiled, saying that they had known for a long time that the natives would definitely make some big moves recently, so Ian himself was careful, they were already prepared.

Ian has serious doubts about this. He believes that Elder Pude and the local governor must have taken relevant measures to deal with the natives long ago, but what they have prepared and what they are about to deal with must be different!

However, he is indeed only an eight-year-old child. Even if he proves that he is a psionicist, how can there be any psionic power in this world that can really preview the future?

"Hey, the annoying things keep coming."

His thoughts were flying, so Ian didn't have the mood to continue watching the seascape. He shook his head and got up, ready to go down the tree and go home.

But at this moment, in Ian's field of vision, the white mist on Brin's body instantly lingered with a layer of urgent bright red!

Not only that, because his psychic energy continued to be activated for more than ten seconds, and the scope of the vision field continued to expand. Immediately, three gray-red figures lurking in the jungle appeared, and silently moved closer to Brin and himself!

"Aboriginal?"

Aware of the approaching danger, Ian's heart tightened: "When did it come, and who is the target?"

He didn't have time to think about how the natives infiltrated so close to Port Harrison, and why they were not found by the guards. Ian made a decision and shouted: "Brin! There are natives twenty meters behind you!"

In the woods, Brin, who was hidden in the trunks and bushes, couldn't help but stunned when he heard Ian's voice. He didn't expect that he could be discovered by Ian by observing from such a distance. It seemed that the other party's psychic power was stronger than he thought.

But soon, after hearing what he said, a chill surged up behind his back, and his scalp was numb: "Aboriginal?"

"Behind me!"

Before he had time to think about it, Brin turned his head decisively, and he immediately saw a black figure bringing a gust of wind and rushing towards him!

Knowing that his sneak attack was smashed, the natives silently raised their knives and approached, and in an instant, they were closer to a distance of more than ten meters.

At this moment, the man could even see that the rusted short knife in the opponent's hand still had bloodstains that had not been completely wiped off.

The stench and the smell of blood are coming!