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Chapter 440

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The origin of the deep sea creatures had always been the focus of human research.

The commonly accepted theory was that the deep sea creatures were formed after the ship girls sank.

However, there was a contradiction in this. If the ship girls were born after the deep sea creatures appeared, then how did the deep sea creatures come about before the ship girls appeared?

Therefore, another theory emerged: the deep sea creatures were formed by the resentment of various human ships that sank in the past.

After Little North joined the Joint Guardian Mansion, Eight-cloud Ink had deliberately asked her about the origin of the deep sea creatures.

The answer she got from Little North surprised Eight-cloud Ink, but it was also reasonable.

The birth of the deep sea creatures was indeed related to the resentful spirits of the sunken ships a long time ago when humans still controlled the sea.

However, the resentful spirits of the sunken ships could not become the deep sea creatures.

Until a certain time, during a geological change that affected the entire sea area, the so-called "holy object" emerged from the bottom of the sea.

The "holy object" absorbed the resentful spirits and evolved into a deep-sea ship.

From Little North's description, Eight-cloud Ink roughly judged that the so-called holy object should be the various broken branches and leaves left behind by a broken Tree of Fantasy.

This could also explain why the broken leaves of the Tree of Fantasy would occasionally appear in this ocean and cause the surrounding deep-sea creatures to surround it as if they had collectively gone "beep —".

At the same time, it was precisely because the broken branches and leaves had evolved from the resentful spirits of the sunken ships that the deep sea creatures, especially Little North, had no resistance to Eight-cloud Ink, who also had a complete Tree of Fantasy.

For Little North, it was not a big deal to call Eight-cloud Ink, who also had a Tree of Fantasy, their "mother".

Then, could it be that Wo Chan appeared in Fantasy Town because she was attracted by him?

When Yakumo saw that even though Wo-chan was able to stand quietly in front of them and did not attack Island Kaze, she did not show the same kind of intimacy as Little North did to her, and she dismissed that thought.

Then, his gaze stopped at the towering Jianmu tree in the distance.

The Jianmu tree was born by Eight-cloud Ink through the combination of the broken branches provided by Yukari, the great barrier of Fantasy Town and his own Tree of Fantasy.

After the Jianmu Tree was born, it began to silently spread its aura throughout the entire Fantasy Paradise.

Up until now, the Fantasy Village had long been filled with the unique aura of the Jianmu that ordinary people could not sense.

This aura, which was similar to the Tree of Fantasy itself, should be the reason why wo sauce was attracted here.

At the same time, because the entire Fantasy Village was filled with this aura, Wo Chan seemed to have lost her target and was wandering around aimlessly.

That's right, it was wandering around. This was what Dao Feng translated.

According to Wo Chan, she had been summoned by her 'mother'. After arriving at the Fantasy Village, Wo Chan had lost her clear goal because the entire Fantasy Village was filled with the aura of the Jianmu Tree. Thus, she had been in a daze.

"Looks like the one who invaded Man's Land last night was wo sauce."

Eight-cloud Ink could not help but sigh at how lucky Wo Jiang was.

She was actually able to survive until now despite running around aimlessly in the Fantasy Village.

If Wo Jiang had run to a dangerous place like the sunflower field last night, Eight-cloud Ink could probably collect her corpse by now. Perhaps there would not even be a corpse and Wo Jiang would have already become fertilizer.

"Since the culprit has been found, hurry up and ask her to return my money!"

Ling Meng stared at Wo Jiang and took out her gift box to hold in front of her chest.

"Hurry up!"

Knowing that Ling Meng and his commander were friends, Dao Feng looked at Wo Jiang and said, "Ooh ooh ooh!"

“wowowo!”

Dao Feng immediately looked at Wo Jiang with a subtle expression. "She asked me what 'money' is?"

Little Bei Fang immediately covered his stomach with one hand and pointed at Wo Jiang with the other. He laughed, "23333333 …"

"Bang!"

Eight-cloud Ink knocked the little guy's head with a knife and scolded him jokingly, "Laugh for me. It's so funny. Don't be like a certain ten-thousand-year-old otaku."

The little guy immediately flapped his short limbs and threw himself at Dao Feng.

"Mommy is a bad person!"

Ling Meng fumbled in her clothes for a long time but did not take out anything. She looked at Marisa in a bad mood and said, "Hey, take out some money!"

"Huh? I don't have any intention of taking money from you! "

Marisa hugged her broom and jumped far away, looking at Ling Meng with vigilance.

"I still want to keep the money for Ba Wu's beauty salon!"

"Tsk!"

Ling Meng snorted and looked at Eight-cloud Ink again.

"I don't have any money on me at the moment. Demon, take out your money."

Eight-cloud Ink casually took out a 10000 Japanese Yen note. Then, she suddenly froze and put the note back.

She then took out a 1000 Japanese Yen note and put it back.

Ling Meng: "… What are you doing?"

Eight-cloud Ink: "Looking for the lowest denomination coin. I don't think there will be a large denomination note in your gift box."

Ling Meng immediately fell to the ground.

The laughter of the girls came from all around.

After searching for a long time, Eight-cloud Ink could not find anything. She could only shrug and say, "I'm sorry, Ling Meng. I don't have any money here."

"Nouveau riche! Nouveau riche, let me marry you! Only a hundred thousand! Only a hundred thousand and you can get the body and mind of Ling Meng, the strongest witch in the history of Bori Shrine! She can warm your bed, have sex, and satisfy all your hobbies! Only a hundred thousand! If you miss this opportunity, you won't get another one, nouveau riche! "

Ling Meng suddenly pounced and hugged Eight-cloud Ink's arm, rubbing her face against it.

"Sorry, I already have a wife. Let's just be friends."

Ling Meng was overjoyed. "Okay, nouveau riche! No problem, nouveau riche! Nouveau riche, let's be friends! "

Eight-cloud Ink: "… Tsk! I actually fell for your trick. Speaking of which, Ling Meng, your IQ suddenly became so high that it doesn't make sense. "

"I'm not little nine!" Ling Meng rolled her eyes at Eight-cloud Ink.

In the end, it was Marisa who took out two coins. The denominations were 100 yen and 500 yen respectively.

Wo Chan looked at the coins in Marisa's hand and blinked her eyes. "Wowowo!"

Dao Kaze: "She said that she had already eaten these things. She also said that they didn't taste good at all. Compared to aluminum, they are far inferior."

"Eaten, eaten!?"

Ling Meng sat on the ground and cried as if it was the end of the world.

"My money ahhhhhhhh — —!"

"How am I going to survive this winter!"

"Wu wu wu wu … Why don't I just go and sing for a living … wu wu wu …"

Sing, sing for a living!?

Ling Meng, you're a witch! If you don't have money, shouldn't you do things like dispelling diseases or repelling demons to make a living?

Even if you don't, you can just draw some random scribbles and sell them!

What the hell is singing for a living!?

Although Ling Meng looked like she was crying very sadly, Eight-cloud Ink and Marisa knew how shameless she was and remained silent.

However, the Elves who had not lived in Fantasy Village for long could not bear to watch anymore.

Mei Jiu pulled Eight-cloud Ink's sleeve and said softly, "That, darling? Why don't we help Ling Meng? She looks so pitiful … "

[Oh no.]

The moment Mei Jiu said that, Eight-cloud Ink knew that they were in trouble.

Sure enough, Ling Meng stood up from the ground and grabbed Mei Jiu's hands.

"Thank you so much! Then I'll come here every day this winter to freeload! "

… Have you ever seen a witch who can speak so openly about freeloading?

"This one has lost …"

Eight-cloud Ink sighed. In the end, he still had to clean up the mess that Wo Chan had created …

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