Chapter 197 The black water strider on the dining table

In a high-end restaurant in Sanilo.

Pava sat in the back seat, holding a feather, and wrote neatly on the paper.

"Dear Jyoti, is Elf Lake okay? With your intelligence and ability, there must be no problem. I'm just worried that you might get annoyed by these black water striders.

Those monsters are very aggressive and will eat anything. Sir Sarina announced the relevant situation of this monster, and now everyone knows about them.

do not worry. The hunting group from Sanilo has been rushing to the south one after another. There are a large number of man-eating crab warriors, flocks of crazy birds flying across the sea, groups of white tits, and murloc army.

The murlocs were well-equipped this time, and they brought a new potion [sleeping potion] extracted from anesthesia juicethis allowed their bows and arrows to put those monsters to sleep.

They also bought special iron cages and copper mouth bolts from the dwarf fortress, which can lock the sharp mouth of the black water strider, preventing it from spitting out the dangerous tongue hook..."

Pava dipped his feather into the ink in the dipping bottle and continued writing.

"In Sanilo, after the development of Lord Phylus, the king of bones, and the dwarves, the black water strider has become a strategic resource.

They are full of treasures, and the thorny toes are the most advanced arrows and nails, which can pierce most metals and are extremely strong. The long tongue is an elastic tool with excellent stretchability. According to the craftsmen, it is far superior to beef tendon. It can not only drive huge hammer handles and stone mills, but also ease strong impacts and maintain the flexibility and flexibility of large instruments...

In addition, the black water strider is covered with a hard black shell, but the meat under the shell is very delicious, comparable to the highest-grade prawns. Because the shell is thick and hard, it will be extra delicious when fried in oil. This is also the first recipe developed by the gourmet Mr. Nong Qian. After eating it, it makes me very unforgettable.

It is said that Mr. Nongqian went to the south because all the blackwater striders in the western continent were caught... If you meet him, please help him if you can.

correct. I made a set of small things, namely quill pen and smoke ink. The quill is made of the feathers of pacing birds. The smoke ink is made of soot, carbon black, glue and tree oil. The writing is very clear and can be preserved for a long time . However, they are still being improved, and they also have many problems. The color is not uniform enough, the success rate of adjustment is low, and it is difficult to mass produce. "

At this time, the murloc waiter in the restaurant brought a pottery dinner plate.

"Mr. Pava, here is your grilled oyster."

"thanks."

The murloc whispered: "Mr. Pava, I am a fan of your book. Excuse me, how soon will the next "Pava's Bizarre Adventure" be announced?"

"I remember you said five years ago that the next one was coming, and three years ago..."

Pava said vaguely: "Hurry up, hurry up."

Can you blame me for dragging the draft?

The passionate "Dragon's Nest" was written. As a result, the Dragon's Nest has become a super ranch and a farmer's market, and the Dragon's Nest, which originally represented the apex of adventure, has become a secular apex.

The ice and snow monsters that carry earthworms in boxes, they feed livestock with various grains in the pasture, and they suddenly become oppressive...

This resulted in the scrapping of the first draft and kept Pava on his own for quite some time.

He finally cheered up and turned to write the first draft of "Heroes".

It includes the heroes who have been passed down by everyone in this era: Tonghai who destroyed slavery, Yanjiu who challenged the limits of human practice, the Blast Furnace Stranger Adventure Group, Fabiani who dug up earthworms and displayed the old gods into the museum, and the latest brew Lie Yu of the extraordinary wine [Blast Furnace Honey Wine], the medicine spoon prophet who developed the potion [Narcotic Juice] and [Sleeping Potion], and Chupi Luoer and others, opened the genius prophet Shibao of [Ghost Tower]...

Heroes continue to emerge, making Pava write longer and longer.

As a result, when the dwarves were collecting wind in the Valley of the Gods in the Eastern Continent, Pava saw the holy and magnificent white rose, as well as the Canopy City not far away and the busy squirrels.

So Pava excitedly opened a new pit, called "Wonderful Objects", which will record all kinds of strange lives or objects he has seen and heard.

As a result, before writing two strokes, the white rose disappeared.

Instead, there was a melancholy and low-key apostle, Lord Pinkman. The white rose also became his attendant. They started growing roses in the Valley of the Gods without even giving interviews.

Pava was helpless.

He could only temporarily put aside "The Chapter of Strange Objects" and return to Sanillo to sort out the "Acts of Heroes".

"That's great!" the murloc waiter said, but his face was full of doubts.

Pava could only pretend not to see it.

At this time, a traveler with a bag walked in.

He took off his hat, revealing a somewhat maroon face and stubble all over his chin.

"The carriage broke down halfway, so I'm not lucky today."

The visitor couldn't help but say, after serving the grilled oysters, he grabbed them with his hands and devoured them hungrily.

Pava didn't care, just smiled and said: "Fabbiani, you are not too young, and you are still exposed to the sun and rain all day, can you bear it?"

The archaeologist on the opposite side grabbed the napkin and wiped his mouth: "It must not be as comfortable as yours. I don't have a wife who is as rich as a country, and I have to rely on subsidies from the Yancheng Council."

"However, I have also trained some apprentices in the past few years, and now there are finally more archaeologists. Compared with the past, everyone's enthusiasm for history is much higher now... although many of them want to dig out the treasures of the past. "

"My apprentices and I restored the statue of the Squirrel God and put it in the old god's showroom. This is too difficult... Fortunately, the Squirrel Prophet helped, otherwise it would be impossible to get started."

"Tell me about you. I'm the only one talking about it. How's the manuscript?"

Pava spread his hands: "Can we not talk about work?"

"What are you talking about if you don't talk about work?"

"Talk about this today."

Pava pointed to the front.

The murloc waiter carefully came over with a plate, and lifted the lid to reveal the steaming meal inside. On the dinner plate was a crab-shaped creature coated in flour and fried until golden, but it only had four legs.

"This is the fried black water strider you ordered, and it is also the last order in our shop today. Please eat it with the dipping sauce and sea salt next to it. I wish you a happy day."

Fabbiani stared straight at the eyes, and he said a little sourly: "It's nice to have money. I heard that this thing is extremely expensive, and the price is still rising, and a deposit has to be paid in advance..."

"Eat it first, otherwise the flavor will be greatly reduced when it gets cold."

Pava cut open the fried crispy monster meal with a knife, revealing the tender and elastic meat inside.

"Thank you God Yao for the gift."

Both of them prayed softly, and then began to tear the dipping sauce with their hands and eat.

Fabiani chewed the meat and said, "Actually, recently I found a deep cave in the mountains. Deep underground, there is an ancient troglodyte tribe. They are said to have been the remnants of the Kingdom of Roses... and still retain Part of the text and customs, I have been doing this recently."

"If it's true, this is great news." Pava came alive: "Do you need help?"

"You and I will go and see it some other day."

Full of wine and food, Fabiani bid farewell and left.

It's amazing to say that he and Pava first met because of singing, but then they kept in close contact and gradually became close friends. Both have a strong thirst for knowledge, as well as the enthusiasm and dedication to devote themselves to their hobbies.

Many times, Fabiani was short of money and asked Pava for assistance. The latter is also never stingy and always generous.

Fabbiani can't help but think.

In the afternoon when the future was decided, God Yao gave himself freedom and choice, allowing his narrow vision and thoughts to truly open up for the first time, and re-realize what he wanted to do.

This is the kindness and tolerance of the gods.

He touched his clothes.

The bag was still warm, so I wrapped some fried black water striders in straw paper and brought them back for the apprentices to try.

Archaeologists live in poverty, and work in the field is extremely hard. It is impossible to eat this kind of luxury food with subsidies.

With this, hopefully the kids will be a little happier today.

Fabbiani couldn't help showing a smile, and walked towards the hotel faster.

(end of this chapter)