"This fire poison is really strong..." Sheyan muttered to himself. His lips felt extremely stiff. He had stayed in a high latitude area before, so he immediately knew what was going on.
He immediately reached out to touch it and found that his lips and nostrils were hard and prickly. His exhaled breath quickly froze into clear icicles. A thick layer of frost had also formed on his hair, making a cracking sound when he knocked on it. Even the sound of ice shattering could be heard with every movement of his.
"Looks like the Blood Sensing hasn't arrived yet. Otherwise, those guys would have already surrounded me like dogs."
Sheyan stretched a little before standing up. When he first walked out, he staggered a few steps, as though his center of gravity was unstable. But after a while, he steadied himself. "Pacha! Pacha!" Stepping on the cold fish and ice cubes on the steel floor, he walked towards the control room of the icehouse. Then, he opened the thick door of the icehouse.
Instantly, the sea breeze spread a gentle warmth across his skin. Under the night sky, a deep black velvet like background, the sky was filled with stars, twinkling and blinking. Sheyan stared at the beautiful scenery for a while. Just as he was about to walk away, he suddenly kicked something hard. He picked it up and couldn't help but exclaim.
"These guys are really lucky. They actually got such a good thing."
It turned out that this hard thing was a very ordinary-looking eel with more than a dozen hard thorns on its back. It looked like an armoured general. This kind of eel was called "wild dog eel" by Sheyan and the others. It was said that this kind of eel was very tyrannical and fierce. It would eat whatever it caught, meat or vegetables. It was called the overlord of eels and was very rare.
It was said that the top Japanese cuisine, eel yaki, was made with "wild dog eel". Every year, when the Emperor offered sacrifices to the gods, the sacrifice would often have this kind of eel in it. A wild dog eel like this could easily be sold for a high price of seventy to eighty thousand US dollars.
Sheyan had not eaten this kind of eel for at least ten years. He could not help but feel hungry when he saw it. He casually searched the ship, opened a few first aid kits and took out the cotton inside. He then took half a bottle of whiskey from the drunkard and lit it up to roast it slowly.
This kind of natural delicacy that grew in the sea had a salty taste, so there was no need for seasoning. The key was the roasting temperature. The wild dog eel slowly thawed during the roasting process. It changed colour and turned yellow. Oil dripped onto the flame below, making a "squeaking" sound and giving off a fragrance. Soon, it became oily and very tempting.
Sheyan stared at the skin of the wild dog eel carefully. He watched as the boiling oil slowly overflowed in the fire. The white, gel-like meat was exposed, giving off hot steam. Then, the fish skin began to crack. When it rolled up slightly, he immediately put out the fire. If he roasted it for a few more seconds, the rolled up fish skin would be carbonized by the heat, and the burnt smell would destroy all the freshness of the fish. Only by stopping the fire in time could the fish skin be just right.
Sheyan was not afraid of the heat at all. He took a bite of the eel. The feeling on his teeth was as if he had encountered the most tender jelly, but what he felt on his tongue was the rich juices of the plump and tender white meat. If he used the tip of his tongue to gently poke the eel, he could even feel the delicious cooked meat on the eel's body trembling.
There was no need to chew at all. Just a gentle roll of the tongue and the eel's flesh would melt and separate. Then, the eel would be swallowed in a single gulp. A greedy and decisive desire for more struck him, leaving him no chance to chew slowly ….
It was not until the third day when the cargo was unloaded that the captain discovered that the most valuable harvest from the sea had quietly disappeared. To be precise, the edible part of the eel had disappeared. But everything had its pros and cons. On top of the eel bones was a small bag of diamonds.... Sheyan had stolen the diamonds from a jewelry store on the shore. Although they were useless to him since he could not bring them out of this world, they were more than enough to compensate for the cost of the eel.
*****
At this time, Sheyan had already started trying to go to Manhattan again.
After fighting with the Cardinal, Sheyan had gained some experience and discovered some of the weaknesses of the Cardinal's attacks.
First of all, the Cardinal's attacks followed the principles of the Seven Deadly Sins, and it was very likely that the power of the attacks was related to the degree of corruption. Otherwise, why would the Cardinal read his and Aziz's memories? The Cardinal probably wanted to find the sins they had committed before and launch a targeted attack.
For example, Aziz, who was as cold as a stone, did not seem to be very particular about food, so the Cardinal did not sentence him with the sin of "gluttony". Sheyan, on the other hand, was quite restrained in the aspect of lust, so he was not roasted by the sulphur and flames...
In other words, even if he had continued to fight with the Cardinal that day, the degree of attack he suffered would probably have become lighter and lighter, because the punishment for the other sins would be lighter and lighter!
However, Sheyan's body was still branded with the Sin of Gluttony and the Sin of Wrath. This was called the Mark of a Sinner, and could only be removed when he returned to the Realm. Sheyan did not have the authority to inquire about the specific use of this mark, but it was definitely not a good thing.
According to Sheyan's deduction, after being branded with all the sins (the Seven Deadly Sins), if he did not escape in time, something very dirty and violent would happen...
"Well, in short, my mission goal is not to defeat him." Sheyan sighed and shook his head to comfort himself. His eyes only dimmed slightly, but they were immediately filled with confidence again.
"Besides, if this guy likes to read other people's memories so much, I might have another chance! “
But at that moment, the public phone at the corner of the street that Sheyan was passing by suddenly rang. Sheyan did not mind and walked past it.
But when he passed by another public phone, it rang again.
Sheyan's pupils contracted slightly, but he still did not answer it.
But when he passed by the third public phone, the phone rang again. Sheyan thought seriously for a moment, then picked up the receiver. Aziz's voice came from the other end.
"It's me. I'm sorry, but I had to find you through K in this way."
Sheyan smiled and said, "It's nothing.
"Nothing, go ahead."
Aziz said in a hoarse voice.
"My current situation.... is quite difficult. When I broke out of the encirclement, I attracted a large number of people to attack me. I've suffered heavy losses."
Sheyan nodded and said, "I know.
I found out about it as soon as I got out of the encirclement. They've all gone after you, so the pressure on me is relatively light. "
Aziz said with difficulty, "I'm like a gambler now.
"Right now, I'm just like a gambler. I've already lost most of my chips. The only thing I have left is the reward of the Golden Side Mission. So, I won't be able to go to the Morgan Center in Manhattan with you. "
Sheyan was silent for a moment before he said, "I understand.
"I understand. Brooklyn subway station No. 17, right? Have a safe trip. I'll make it back alive."
Aziz said with some difficulty.
"For me right now, even the 17th subway station in Brooklyn is too difficult, so I need your departure time to go to Morgan Center in Manhattan."
Sheyan's knuckles turned white as he gripped the phone tightly. Aziz could not attack Manhattan, so the pressure he faced was at least several times greater than before! And not only could Aziz not help, he even needed Sheyan's time to act. It was obvious that Aziz wanted Sheyan to attract all the firepower from the front and cover him to successfully pass!
To be honest, this request had far exceeded the current relationship between the two of them! Even Sheyan's relationship with Zi hadn't reached such a level yet. The only one who had the right to request Sheyan to do so was Reef, the one who had a Life-sharing Contract with Sheyan, the one who had gone through life and death with Sheyan many times!
But at this time, Sheyan's interests were tied together with Aziz's. No matter who died, the Golden Side Mission would fail! Sheyan knew very well that with Aziz's arrogant character, he would not have made such a request unless he was really at his wit's end.
Sheyan's shadow was elongated by the streetlight. Sheyan stood there quietly with the phone in his hand for a while. After a long while, he finally spoke softly.
After a while, he said, "You owe me one, Aziz. If I succeed, you'll owe me three."
Aziz paused for a moment, but he still said coldly,
"If you succeed, I'll only owe you two."
Sheyan said calmly, "Deal.
"Deal. I will challenge the Red Robe again in one hour and ten minutes. Do you remember?"
A beeping sound came from the other end of the phone. Aziz had already hung up. At this time, the man was still as cold as a stone, like a stone that had just been fished out of a latrine.
Sheyan went to a nearby convenience store and asked for a cup of instant coffee. After stirring up a lot of bubbles, he took a sip. He closed his eyes and listened carefully to the sound of countless tiny bubbles bursting on his tongue. His state of mind slowly calmed down. By the time he finished the cup of coffee, Sheyan had already strode back to Manhattan. He was wearing a black trench coat and a thick grey scarf. His head was slightly lowered. He looked exactly like an employee who had worked overtime late at night and was scolded by his boss.
When he was one kilometer away from Morgan Center in Manhattan, an alarm seemed to have been triggered. The Cardinal in a suit and leather shoes once again appeared in Sheyan's field of vision. His eyes were cold and desolate, like the craters on the moon. Only when he made contact with Sheyan did an indescribable fanaticism burst out like magma!
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