It was just that the Source Sand, which was absorbing the Mountain-Containing Embryo, had turned into an amber button.
It was as though a potato was sealed in the amber button, which originally had a yellow sand world inside.
Lin Yuan could not help but sigh. Could this be the legendary rustic nobility?
Now that it was almost time, Lin Yuan exited the Spirit Lock spatial zone and returned to his tent.
When he appeared in the tent, he could already faintly smell the seafood porridge coming from outside.
Big Brother Liu must have already started making breakfast.
Lin Yuan stretched and walked out of the tent.
As soon as he left the tent, he found that the Mother of Bloodbath had actually woken up early and was beside the big pot of seafood porridge that Liu Jie had lit.
From time to time, it would add some peeled fresh prawns, scallops, and abalone diced into the seafood porridge.
The Mother of Bloodbath added again and again, unable to stop.
The more the Mother of Bloodbath added, the faster Liu Jie's eyelids twitched.
When the Mother of Bloodbath was about to add some fried fish diced, Liu Jie hurriedly stopped it.
"If you add more abalone diced, this pot of porridge will be too thick!"
After hearing Liu Jie's words, the Mother of Bloodbath stopped adding the abalone diced into the pot.
Instead, it asked, "This is my first time cooking. What if Lin Yuan and Listen find it unpalatable if I add too little?"
Liu Jie took out a crystal bottle of salt powder and handed it to the Mother of Bloodbath.
"These seafood are all bought in the morning, and you also added some Platinum Nine-Ring Star Abalone liver juice. It won't taste bad.
"Just add some salt to bring out the freshness of the porridge to the greatest extent.
"Open the lid of this crystal bottle and turn it four times. The amount of salt should be enough."
Lin Yuan raised his brows. This morning's breakfast was cooked by the Mother of Bloodbath.
However, Liu Jie's meticulous guidance was so detailed that he even told Lin Yuan how much salt to add.
Rather than saying that the Mother of Bloodbath was cooking, it was better to say that Liu Jie, the chef, was cooking with his mouth.
The Mother of Bloodbath, the cook, was helping the chef at the side.
The sun shone brightly on the sea, and there were fine waves rolling along the blue sea's edge. However, there was not the slightest bit of vitality under the rising water.
This coastal sea had been completely drained of energy by the Sea Burial Lotus Flower, and it was completely barren.
It might not recover in a hundred years.
Without feys frequenting this sea region, as long as there were no water world dimensional rifts, there would not be any danger.
It was a good place for a vacation.
Lin Yuan and the others were enjoying the rich ingredients, especially the Mother of Bloodbath's delicious seafood porridge with Platinum Nine-Ring Star Abalone liver juice.
On the other side, the Zheng family was not calm.
A middle-aged man with three scars on his face was pushing a wheelchair on a small path in the courtyard.
The chill of the cold night in the morning had yet to dissipate, causing the skinny young man who was sitting on the wheelchair to be covered with a thick blanket.
He also had a white fur coat draped over him.
The middle-aged man with three scars on his face bowed when he saw the skinny young man wrapped himself in a fur coat.
"Third Young Master, we've been out for more than twice as long as usual. Why don't we go back after we finish this path?"
The skinny young man who was sitting on the wheelchair was obviously in a good mood.
"There's no hurry. After we finish this path, bring me to the plum forest at the back to take a look.
"It hasn't snowed in Indigo Azure City for a long time. Without the white snow as a contrast, the red plum blossoms don't look as stunning. Instead, the usually unremarkable white plum blossoms have a special flavor when you look at them."
The man with three scars on his face heard this and knew that the third young master's mood could not be described as ordinary good.
The middle-aged man with three scars on his face obviously knew why the third young master was in such a good mood.
"Third Young Master, there was a heavy snowfall on the sea last night, but it stopped after a short while."
The skinny young man who was addressed as the third young master chuckled.
"The snow stopped at the sea, but since it started elsewhere, how could it stop so easily?
It's a pity that my legs are inconvenient, so I couldn't enjoy the show at the sea last night. "
The skinny young man suddenly asked, "Uncle Fu, even Nightmare VI disappeared.
"Uncle Fu, even Nightmare VI has disappeared. Can Second Brother still sit still?"
The middle-aged man with three scars on his face looked at the third young master's current state and didn't say anything.
That was because the middle-aged man with three scars on his face knew that the third young master was immersed in his own world and had entered a state of soliloquy.
Disturbing him at this time would result in serious trouble.
Sure enough, the middle-aged man with three scars on his face heard the third young master suddenly sigh.
"Sigh, Second Brother's legs aren't broken yet, so he naturally won't be able to sit still like me.
But if Second Brother's legs are really broken, he won't be able to sit still even if he wants to. "
The middle-aged man who thought that the weather was sunny and warm suddenly felt the wind turn cold for some reason.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air beside the skinny young man's wheelchair.
He was dressed in a black robe, but his figure was much taller than ordinary people.
It made the black robe look a little bulky.
After the black figure appeared, he tilted his head and whispered in the skinny young man's ear.
"Third Young Master, the news has been confirmed. Nightmare VI is dead.
In addition, I have already delivered the things that you asked me to deliver. "
The skinny young man sat in the wheelchair and stretched in satisfaction. His fingers tapped on the wheelchair's armrest, and he was obviously in a better mood than before.
.....
Lin Yuan had just come out of the sea and checked the Ethereal Jellyfish's speed of collecting Floating Silver Strands.
He found that the Ethereal Jellyfish's speed of collecting Floating Silver Strands was much faster than expected.
It had only been a night, and it had already collected about one-third of the Floating Silver Strands.
Therefore, by this time tomorrow, all the Floating Silver Strands should be collected.
Of course, Zhou Luo's contracted Lava Dragon Lizard contributed a lot.
After staying at sea for a day, Lin Yuan felt that spirit qi professionals were really very particular about the choice of contracted feys.
Sea, land, and sky were the three domains.
Most feys could only occupy one of them.
It was rare for feys to occupy two or even a combination of three.
In different environments, different feys would be able to exhibit different strengths.
For example, no matter how strong Liu Jie's Insect Queen's insect swarm was, it could only deal with the enemies at sea.
Liu Jie could only rely on the Lightning Gathering Moths and Hurricane Owlet Moths to attack the surface.
As for the enemies under the sea, Liu Jie could only do nothing.
Lin Yuan felt that if there was a chance in the future, apart from Red Thorn's source-type lifeform that could fight in the water, he should also contract a real aquatic fey.
He should also form a contract with a true aquatic fey.
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