Wu Er took down a grilled fish, smelled it, and then said, "Here you go."

After saying that, Wu Er threw the grilled fish to Cthulhu.

"Thank you, sir!"

Cthulhu took the grilled fish, his face full of excitement, his eight tentacles wriggling incessantly.

"It looks pretty good." Wu Er picked up a grilled fish and took a bite. "The taste is alright."

Since becoming an immortal, Wu Er has eaten his fill of delicacies and delicacies, and is no longer interested in ordinary gourmet food.

But for him, this fatty and delicious grilled rainbow fish was only considered averagely tasty.

It's just about trying something new.

However, for Cthulhu, this is an exceptionally delicious treat.

He kept exclaiming as he ate, "It's so delicious! It's so delicious!"

Cthulhu's eating manners were also terrible; while others drooled over delicious food, he drooled over ink!

Seeing that scene, even Wu Er felt that the grilled fish in his hand didn't taste so good anymore.

"I'll give it all to you, can't you at least have some manners?" Wu Er said disdainfully.

Upon hearing this, Cthulhu calmed down a bit and quickly thanked him, saying, "Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

Wu Er felt helpless about the mount he had casually acquired; its appearance was simply too unattractive.

However, at this very moment...

Wu Er's consciousness flickered, and he sensed someone approaching him.

This place is quite remote, and Wu Er specifically chose this spot so as not to disturb others.

Why come to this remote place when there are so many good places on the island?

So the people who come here probably aren't doing anything shady...