Chapter 82 Reserves

Zhou Fan felt that Wu's answer was a little inexplicable, and he said, "What is there to think about? You can eat it as you want."

Wu rolled his grey eyes and said, "You don't understand, this roe is very rare. It takes hundreds of years to find one. There are only a few rare things that can make me want to eat, and this roe is one of them."

"That's why I was so hesitant, whether to fry, fry, stew or cook with other ingredients. I've thought about hundreds of ways to eat it, but I haven't decided yet."

Zhou Fan was speechless and looked up at the blood spheres in the sky. He was not trying to survive all the time, but for the fog, his trouble was how to eat the roe?

Is there such a big gap between people? No, you shouldn't think that way, fog isn't necessarily a person.

Wu shook his head and said, "If you don't want to, just swallow it raw."

After Wu finished speaking, he picked up the roe, he opened his mouth and stuffed it into his mouth, but the roe was so big that it was directly stuck by his mouth.

Wu raised his eyebrows, and he stretched out his hand and slapped it hard in his mouth. The mouth was stretched wider and wider, and the roe was finally stuffed into his mouth.

Yu Roe puffed out Wu's face, and cyan blood veins appeared on both sides of his cheeks.

Zhou Fan looked a little dumbfounded. Even if he could put it in his mouth, he couldn't swallow it, right?

However, just as Zhou Fan was thinking this way, the roe still slid down his throat, and a ball could be vaguely seen sliding around Mist's neck.

Mist was full, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

Zhou Fan shook his head, he didn't understand, what's so delicious about eating it raw?

After Wu ate the roe, he glanced at Zhou Fan and said, "I didn't expect you to survive."

What Wu said was that Zhou Fan was able to survive in front of the second curse ghost.

Zhou Fan said calmly: "Isn't it a good thing for you that I survive? At least you don't have to fall into a deep sleep."

Wudao: "I have already told you that there is no difference, it is just a sleep, time has no meaning to me, but you really don't think about giving me two years of life, I will remove the eye curse for you, The third cursed ghost may not have such luck for you."

Zhou Fan shook his head and said, "A two-year lifespan is impossible. Tomorrow someone will kill the blood corpse coffin for me. I may still be able to accept a two-month lifespan."

Wu Jian couldn't convince Zhou Fan, he waved his hand, a fishing rod and an hourglass appeared on the table, and a floating glass ball appeared in the sky.

"Go fishing if you want, or just stay."

fishing? He only killed one monster today. There should only be one gray worm. Only two gray worms can be used as a bait here. Mist should know that he will not easily use his life to fish.

Thinking of this, Zhou Fan frowned slightly and looked at the glass ball in the air, and then his pupils shrank slightly, and there were two gray worms in the glass ball.

"Why are there two gray worms?" Zhou Fan asked quickly.

Wu snorted coldly: "What's so surprising, the monster you killed today is a little weak, but it's also blood-swimming, so there are two gray worms."

"It turns out that the blood fog cursed ghost is the existence of the bloody level." Zhou Fan realized that, he was faintly surprised, the blood fog cursed ghost is really too difficult to deal with compared to the previous black wandering, if it is blood It's not surprising that you are wandering.

"Is there another chance to fish..." Zhou Fan looked at the glass ball and thought about it.

Wu opened his mouth to instigate: "Perhaps you can use gray worms to move the ship ten meters further, and accumulate more good things to get more good things."

Zhou Fan just sneered after hearing this: "When we get here, we need two gray worms as a bait. If we advance ten meters, I don't know how much it will cost to catch a fish?"

Maybe Zhou Fan won't have the chance to fish again before the next danger comes, and he will kill himself if he is too greedy.

The things in this river are in a state where his current strength is sufficient,

There is absolutely no need to rush the ship forward.

Wu said indifferently: "I just kindly remind you."

Zhou Fan said: "Thank you, I won't let the boat go forward, not only the boat goes forward, but I won't be able to fish tonight either."

"As you like." Wu walked to the side and sat down. He put his hands into his cuffs and seemed to be in a daze.

Zhou Fan said, "Why don't you ask me why I don't fish?"

Wu Bai was bored and said: "What else could be the reason, you want to store it up for the next use, and you are not the first to do this."

Zhou Fan smiled, as Wu said, he wanted to store it up, because now he has a streamer, a quick silver sword, and a scorching yang in his hand. .

There are so many things waiting for him to digest, he doesn't have to rush to fish, even if he wants to fish, he has to wait until he digests these things before fishing.

Besides, if two gray worms catch a fish once, do they have to pay for the life of the things that cannot be identified after the fish is caught?

This amount of lifespan is not enough. Zhou Fan has decided to use gray worms to replace lifespan as the appraisal fee. Even if a gray worm can only be identified three times, he must do so. Lifespan is too precious to him.

The last reason is to be prepared. Although a random fishing rod can get one more thing, randomness represents an unknown number, and Zhou Fan is not sure that what he catches must be what he wants.

If one day he wants a medicinal pill to improve his realm, but the two things he catches are not medicinal pills, then it will be troublesome. Maybe one day he will have bait available when he wants to orient the fishing rod, otherwise he will not be able to be caught. Forced to trade life for bait, he really couldn't afford it.

These are the reasons for Zhou Fan to stock up on the bait.

Wu seemed to know Zhou Fan's thoughts, he sneered: "There are advantages to stockpiling, but there are also disadvantages."

"What's the downside?" Zhou Fan also thought of the downsides of stockpiling bait, but he wanted to hear whether what Wu said was consistent with what he thought.

"That's because you have reserved bait. If you die outside that day, these bait will be completely in vain." A strange smile appeared on Wu's face, "Among the past boat passengers, there are many who are too stingy and reluctant to use them. The idiot whose bait died last."

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, this is the so-called death of the money without spending it, it is really depressing to think about this kind of thing.

After all, there are unforeseen circumstances, and no one is sure that something will happen to them, especially in such a strange and dangerous world.

You may even get an extra treasure from the bottom of the river, and maybe you can save your life at a critical moment.

Zhou Fan knew the advantages and disadvantages of these reserves, but he still shook his head. He still decided not to fish for the time being. Compared with those risks, Zhou Fan did not want to face the risk of no bait available.

When storing bait, as long as you pay attention to the balance of the quantity, it is the most suitable for him, and he will not fall into the situation of hoarding bait frantically and not daring to use it.

After Zhou Fan thought about it, he walked aside and picked up the heavy knife. Since he was not fishing, of course he had to seize the time to practice.

It's just that he picked up the heavy knife, frowned again, and the heavy knife in his hand became lighter.