The sound came from afar, and the two people on the island turned their heads and looked at the same time.

When they saw the team coming from the water, their expressions changed.

Yumang's face turned ashen, and the kingdom of God was stunned. Someone laughed with all his strength: "Ah hahahaha~"

Some of the others laughed, while others slapped their thighs hard.

"Haha, night, our night is here. Hello, the opposite side, commit suicide. If you commit suicide, you won't give your points to our people." The warrior from the Kingdom of God kindly reminded.

The feathers looked at each other, and someone picked up a weapon.

"Don't commit suicide. We won't kill you. You have to think about it when you commit suicide. There is no resource for resurrection. We must persist. We really won't kill you."

Seeing that Yumang was about to commit suicide, Narasha was anxious, and she was planning to get money from Yumang.

The movements of Yumang's people stopped, and they did consider the difficulty of going back to resurrection.

After more than ten breaths, Ye Se came to the island where he was, and glanced at him and instantly knew how many people were, 866.

It is estimated that a team of 1,000 people used combat value potion together, but 134 people failed and failed to increase the combat value to 2,000.

When the team of two thousand was raised, it was randomly transmitted to the sea of ​​tens of millions of islands.

It seems that the person who fails is lucky. At least he can still have a battle value of 1,999 if he fails. If the person who succeeds, he will return to the low-level map if he fails to come.

Looking at the Yumang opposite, there were 475 people, each holding weapons in his hands, looking over vigilantly.

Yese saw his own person's weakness, and the person who had been selling before asked the two people in front of him with concern: "Do you want salted fish? A salted fish meat only needs one point, and the quantity is limited. If you want to buy it, hurry up."

The two of them looked at the night-sai foolishly, not understanding what it means, salted fish? Where did the night-sai bring salted fish? Could it be that they had just risen and had salted fish on their bodies?

The person who asked the question saw the other party was dazed and took his backpack in front of him. He took out a fish, a salted fish without a head and tail, as well as scales, internal organs, and fish bones.

To be precise, two slices were placed under the noses of the two: "Smell. Is there any salty smell?"

The two of them sniffed, nodded, and could smell salty, and then swallowed. They sucked their noses twice, and one of them said, "Okay, I feel that I have recovered a lot of strength."

"Give me a point, I'll tear off one to sell you." The man from Ye Se was not there, and he didn't know that the broadcast outside had been opened, and he was still addicted to doing business here.

But the other party licked his lips, smiled and shook his head: "You are the night, please keep it for food. If you have good luck, you can really get out of the sea of ​​thousands of islands."

The other person nodded and looked at Gongsun Murong and Narasha with a smile, and said weakly: "You two are here too? You are really lucky this time, but fortunately, they were not killed. Qianwandaohai, full of helplessness."

He means that you will die here in the end.

Narasha gave the man a dissatisfied look: "What do we mean we are not lucky? You are lucky. There are thousands of islands and seas, and hope is still there, because we are here, eat, eat a small piece of each person. Then drink water and catch fish."

As he spoke, Narasha had a salty piece on her hands, she tore off two small strips and handed them to the two of them. She walked around Muran and looked at the fish, and went to the back, and sent them one by one.

The 866 people who came from the Kingdom of God arrived four months ago. They naturally knew two people from the Gongsun family and even met.

After they arrived here, they were desperate. They didn't carry much salt. They just had a few cans to support them to arrive at the city. There should be a plain more than 14,000 miles away from the city.

Unexpectedly, something happened suddenly. No one came in from outside to notify them, they had already determined where it was.

They collect dust from their skin and even excrement, hoping to persist for a while.

As a result, half a month ago, there was finally no salt.

The only thing they can do is wait, wait for fate to come, or miracles.

Ten days ago, Yumang's team came over in the water, looking very embarrassed, and behind him there was a group of fish that jumped out of the water from time to time to chase after him.

Yumang naturally would not rush to the enemy island, so he ran to the opposite island.

People on both sides cursed each other at a distance of more than 500 meters, and no one could get over.

In fact, it was useless in the past. Obviously, the other party had no salt on his body, and even had not much blood. He could survive until now by virtue of his physique and will.

Both sides scolded every day to vent their depression.

Until today, the nights have arrived.

They held small strips of salted fish in their hands, wanted to eat them in their mouths, and considered other things.

Until all the 866 people had salted fish, no one in the entire team ate it.

"Eat, after eating, you have the strength to drink water, why are you watching me? Do you want to eat me? Humph! I'll give you a hundred courages." Narasha said with her waist stuck when she saw no one move.

"I am the squadron leader Du Hanliang. May I ask, are you just coming up?" One person stood up in the team, stood up straight, and asked Gongsun Murong and Narasha.

"It's been more than ten days, and time is wasted to increase their combat value, and then to make salted fish. We brought a lot of salt. I thought of giving you salt directly, which made our reputation weaker. We are professional cooking, so where can people who cook directly eat salt for others? Do you think so?"

Narasha talked about the situation, and the important thing to emphasize was that she is a professional chef.

The listener focused on what she said, "We bring a lot of salt."

"How much salt did you bring?" Du Hanliang swallowed and asked. He was now slandering when he mentioned salt.

"It's not much. You can save some food. Everyone brings two tons, one hundred and two, two hundred and four tons. Don't waste it, cherish it."

Narasha said, not much salt, as she looked.

Then

Eight hundred and sixty-six people did the same thing, putting a small salted fish in their hands into their mouths and biting them. When their tongue touched the salted fish, their eyes narrowed one by one, and the expression of enjoyment appeared on their faces.

"He is it? I have never eaten such a fragrant salted fish since I was a child." A soldier bit off a little meat and kept squirming with his tongue. He said happily, and two lines of tears flowed down.

The audience outside saw the people inside eating salted fish and then swallowed their saliva. Someone had already started looking for numbers with communicators and wanted to order a salted fish in the hotel.

"Of course, our skills are good. Although it is simple salted fish, it is chewy when it is made, especially if the salted fish is sandwiched between two sashimi, it tastes fresh and salty."

Narasha boasted about her skills, turned her head and shouted to the feathers on the opposite island: "Hey! Do you eat salted fish? A small strip of three grams, only 300 million points, and it will be sold at a cheap price."

When the audience outside heard this, they were immediately in an uproar, divided into two camps, and all they said were all. (To be continued.)
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