"I wonder what she will write next." Looking at the scene in front of him, Yu Dun raised the juice on the table and clinked glasses with Qi Xi.
The latter was using his top-notch props to choose what to eat today: "Who knows."
Yu Dun looked at Zai Jiu Xun Ge, who had already started writing civilization, and asked curiously, "Isn't she going to try to activate the Moon Postman again?"
Qiqi paused, picked out something she didn't want to eat, pushed the dish to Yutun, and ordered a new one for herself before saying, "...Who knows?"
…
The atmosphere on the war cruise was a bit odd.
Strictly speaking, things have been a bit weird since he left with wine and song.
Needless to say, those players who have lost their game qualifications and started to join the group mode, such as Fat Goose, have been giving up since the first day.
Even those players who were very active in the past were a little weird, like students in the math Olympiad class who suddenly started to desert. Most of the players went to the deck to enjoy the scenery and chat after clearing the invasion duel count - sometimes even without clearing it.
Everyone tacitly waited for the next world pier to appear, and while waiting, they talked about their own broken world.
Players formed small groups based on their degree of hatred, and then tacitly took turns being the listener and the talker.
At this time, those who are still alive in the world are excluded.
Ze Lan Ku Fu, Fu Qing Feng Ji, Que Cheng Po Mang and Dong Hai Sha Leng gathered together to keep warm.
Dong Haisha pointed coldly at the Tingzhou Mirror Goose, which was arm in arm with Xie Xie not far away, and asked in disbelief, "How could it get in?"
The other three players turned their heads and looked at him silently at the same time, their eyes clearly showing: Even the Tingzhou Mirror Goose is so pitiful...
Dong Hai Sha Leng understood the looks of several people. Before he could say anything, the looks of the other three players changed at the same time. The three of them looked Dong Hai Sha Leng up and down several times: Why are you here again?
Dong Haisha Leng hugged his arms and leaned against the railing, expressing his attitude through resistance and silence.
He didn't want to discuss the island with other players.
The island is a world of outrageous stupidity.
The players' chatter suddenly fell silent for a moment. Dong Haisha Leng knew that a new world dock had appeared, and he immediately looked towards the end of the long river of time.
A moon with only the outline of the mountains left.
Mountain island.
Mountain Islands and Shark Forest.
At first glance, these two worlds and races seem to be incompatible.
In fact, those who are so compatible seem to be made for each other.
The island is a huge water world with many small hills protruding from the water. This is the home of the shark forest.
Mountains and islands, and a forest of sharks like us who will turn into sharks after entering the sea.
Every shark can find his own island when he grows up. We will live alone on the island and lead our own lives.
We will go to the bottom of the sea to search for magical seeds and bring them back to the island to cultivate and plant them ourselves.
We are very busy!
Go to the bottom of the sea to find seeds, study seeds, cultivate seeds, decorate the island, occasionally visit other shark forests' islands, and occasionally invite other shark forests to come to your own island to see the plants.
As long as we can cultivate plants, vegetables, fruits or trees that cannot be cultivated in other shark forests, we can be happy for a year.
Our biggest and lifelong hobby is to decorate our own island, and we don’t have the idea that after we die, this beautiful island will be given to other sharks.
No, it won’t. The island has spirits.
After the Shark Forest who dressed up as the island died, her island would sink to the bottom of the sea along with the Shark Forest who turned back into a shark.
We are a race whose daily pleasure and routine in life is to decorate our homes, which will become our coffins after we die.
Quiet and happy, watching the sunrise and sunset, sometimes I really don’t know what time means.
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