Chapter 197 Black Water Strider on the Dining Table

In a high-end restaurant in Saniluo.

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

“Dear Jyoti, is everything okay at the Fairy Lake? With your intelligence and ability, there should be no problem. I’m just worried that you might be annoyed by these black water striders.

Those monsters are very aggressive and eat everything. The adults in Salina have announced the relevant information about these monsters, and now everyone knows about them.

Don't worry. The hunting groups from Sanilo have already rushed to the south, with a large number of man-eating crab warriors, flocks of wild fire birds flying across the sea, groups of white tits, and a legion of fishmen.

The fishmen were well-equipped this time, carrying a new potion made from anesthetic juice called [Sleeping Agent] - which allowed their bows and arrows to put the monsters to sleep.

They also bought special iron cages and copper mouth plugs from the Dwarf Fortress, which can lock the sharp mouth of the black water strider and prevent it from spitting out its dangerous tongue hook..."

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

"In Sanilo, after being developed by Lord Filus, the King of Bones, and the dwarves, the black water strider has become a strategic resource.

They are full of treasures. The thorny toes are the highest-grade arrowheads and nails, which can penetrate most metals and are extremely strong. The long tongue is an extremely elastic tool with excellent elasticity. According to the craftsmen, it is far better than cattle tendons. It can not only drive huge hammer handles and stone mills, but also ease strong collisions and keep large equipment flexible and agile...

In addition, the black water strider is covered with hard black shells, but the meat under the shells is very delicious, comparable to the highest quality prawns. Because the shell is thick and hard, it is particularly delicious when fried in oil. This is also the recipe first developed by gourmet Mr. Nongchan, and I will never forget it after eating it.

It is said that Mr. Nongchan went to the south because all the black water striders in the western continent were captured... If you meet him, please help him if you can.

Oh, right. I made a set of gadgets, including a feather pen and smoke ink. The feather pen is made of the feathers of a walking bird, and the smoke ink is made of ash, carbon black, glue and tree oil. The writing is very clear and can be preserved for a long time. However, it is still under improvement. They also have many problems. The color is not uniform enough, the success rate of adjustment is low, and it is difficult to produce in large quantities. "

At this time, the restaurant's fishman waiter brought a ceramic plate.

"Mr. Pava, here are the grilled oysters you ordered."

"Thanks."

The fish man whispered, "Mr. Pava, I am a fan of your books. May I ask, when will the next volume of Pava's Bizarre Adventure be announced?"

"I remember you said five years ago that the next one would be released soon, and you said the same thing three years ago..."

Pava said vaguely: "Soon, soon."

Can I be blamed for the delay? I wrote the passionate and exciting "Dragon's Nest", but the Dragon's Nest turned into a super ranch and a farmer's market. The Dragon's Nest, which originally represented the pinnacle of adventure, became the pinnacle of the secular world.

The ice monsters carrying earthworms into boxes, feeding livestock with various grains on the ranch, suddenly became free of oppression...

This resulted in the scrapping of the first draft, and caused Pava to shut himself off for quite some time.

He finally cheered up and turned to writing the first draft of "Heroic Chapter".

It includes the heroes of this era who are passed down by word of mouth: Tong Hai who destroyed the slave system, Yan Jiu who challenged the limits of human practice, the Blast Furnace Strange Adventure Group, Fabiani who dug out earthworms and displayed the old gods in the museum, Lie Yu who brewed the latest extraordinary wine [Blast Furnace Honey Wine], the Medicine Spoon Prophet who developed the magic potion [Anesthetic Juice] and [Sleeping Potion], and Qiu Biluol and others, and the genius prophet Shi Bao who opened the [Ghost Tower]...

More and more heroes emerged, which made Pava write more and more.

As a result, when Pava was collecting folk songs with the dwarves in the Valley of Gods in the East Continent, he saw the holy and magnificent white roses, as well as the nearby Canopy City and the busy squirrels.

So Pava excitedly opened a new project called "Strange Things", which will record all kinds of magical and strange lives or objects he has seen and heard.

Before I could write two strokes, the white rose disappeared.

Instead, a melancholy and low-key apostle, Lord Pinkman, took his place. White Rose also became his attendant. They began to plant roses in the Valley of Gods and even stopped accepting visitors.

Pava was helpless.

He could only put aside "The Strange Things" temporarily and return to Sanilo to sort out "The Heroes".

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

Pava could only pretend not to see it.

At this time, a traveler with a backpack came in from outside, looking exhausted.

He took off his hat, revealing a slightly reddish face and stubble on his chin.

"The carriage broke down on the way. I'm unlucky today."

The visitor took the grilled oysters without saying a word and started to wolf them down with his hands.

Pava didn't care at all. He just smiled and said, "Fabiani, you are not young anymore. Can you bear being exposed to the sun and rain all day long?"

The archaeologist opposite grabbed a napkin and wiped his mouth: "I'm sure I'm not as comfortable as you. I don't have a wife who is as rich as a country, and I have to rely on subsidies from the Salt City Council."

"But I have also trained some apprentices in the past few years, and now there are finally more archaeologists. Compared to the past, people are much more enthusiastic about history now... although many of them want to unearth treasures from the past."

"My apprentices and I have just restored the statue of the Pine-Shoe God and placed it in the Old Gods Showroom. This is extremely difficult... Fortunately, the Pine-Shoe Rat Prophet helped us, otherwise we would have no idea where to start."

"Tell me about your story. I'm the only one doing the talking. How's the manuscript going?"

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

"What else can we talk about if not work?"

"Let's talk about this today."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Pava pointed forward.

The fishman waiter came over carefully with a plate, opened the lid, and revealed a steaming meal inside. On the plate was a crab-like creature that was coated in flour and fried to golden brown, but it only had four legs.

"This is the deep-fried black water strider you ordered. This is also the last portion of our restaurant today. Please eat it with the dipping sauce and sea salt on the side. Have a nice meal."

Fabiani's eyes widened as he watched. He said somewhat sourly, "It's good to be rich. I heard this thing is extremely expensive, and the price is still rising. I have to pay a deposit in advance..."

"Eat it first, or it will lose its flavor if it gets cold."

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

"Thanks to God Yao for his gift."

They both prayed quietly and then began to tear the meat into pieces with their hands and eat them with the sauce.

Fabiani chewed the meat and said, "In fact, I recently found a very deep cave in the mountains. Deep underground, there is an ancient cave-dwelling tribe. They are said to be the remnants of the Rose Kingdom... They still retain some of their writing and customs. I have been working on this recently."

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

"Come with me some other day to have a look."

…

After having a good meal and a good drink, Fabiani said goodbye and left.

It is strange that he and Pava first met because of field research, but later they kept in close contact and gradually became close friends. Both of them have a strong desire for knowledge, as well as passion and concentration in their hobbies.

Many times, when Fabiani was short of money, he would ask Pava for help, and the latter was never stingy and always donated generously.

Fabiani couldn't help but wonder.

On that afternoon that determined his future, God Yao gave himself freedom and choice, allowing his narrow vision and thoughts to truly open up for the first time and realize again what he wanted to do.

This is the kindness and tolerance of God.

He touched the clothes.

While the bag was still warm, I wrapped some fried black water striders in straw paper and took them back for the apprentices to taste.

Archaeologists live in poverty and their work in the field is extremely hard. They cannot afford such luxurious food if they rely on subsidies.

With this, hopefully the kids will have a little more fun today.

Fabiani couldn't help but smile and quickened his pace towards the hotel.

(End of this chapter)