Although we still don't know whether this Fatty Zhou is friend or foe, he is certainly bringing us convenience right now.
I couldn't help but wonder, if this agreement is finalized, then we should be able to go back normally.
But if we fail to complete it, we'll probably have to entrust our lives to this fat man.
And then he could exchange his life for his.
But if that's the case, then wouldn't Old Zhou be doing everything he can to stop us from getting the Sea Marrow?
By doing this, isn't he blocking his own path to survival?
I really don't understand.
This is just a forced explanation; it's likely that the person doesn't know the specific details of the contract.
If Fatty Zhou hadn't known, he certainly wouldn't have helped us like this.
Now, in his view, we are just a nuisance sent by Blue Armor.
For him, it was only a burden, not a help at all.
Since that's the case, we won't reveal our trump cards, otherwise, this Fatty Zhou will definitely turn on us immediately.
Seeing that we agreed, Fatty Zhou nodded in satisfaction and then stood up.
"Come on, come upstairs with me to get it."
Remember, no matter what noise you hear, don't turn around.
Don't speak, and don't reveal any of your power.
Take your things down and leave.
This week, Fatty's words were very serious.
It seems that there are some unknown things hidden in the hotel.
Judging from his posture, does he not even have control over himself?
I didn't quite understand, but I did as she said, and called to the girl behind me, and we walked together toward the stairwell.
As Zhou Pangzi spoke, he walked towards the stairwell. Pang Hu's back looked rather heavy under the light.
I quickly followed the girl behind, my heart pounding with anxiety.
To be honest, none of us are very confident about this.
If we had such resources, we wouldn't be in such a passive position.
At this point, Lao Zhou led us up to the third floor, and the wooden floorboards creaked under his feet.
Each step I took seemed to make me feel a little panicked.
And this should be the 2nd or 3rd floor.
The sound of that child crying on the third floor still echoes in my mind.
However, in fact, the sound had already disappeared.
I carefully felt it, and even let the lightning sword feel it as well as I did.
Indeed, the child's breath had completely disappeared.
Before we knew it, we had gone up to the 3rd floor.
The corridor on the third floor was completely quiet, with only the sound of our footsteps echoing.
Fatty Zhou stopped in front of a slightly dilapidated wooden door, glanced back at me briefly, and spoke in a much more somber tone than before.
It was as if they were hiding from something.
"I do have sea marrow here, but let me make this clear first."
This isn't something you can just take and have as you please.
Yiyi and I also quickly exchanged glances.
We were almost all confused.
"Does this thing have a time limit? What does that mean?"
Yiyi couldn't help but ask as well.
"Of course we'll split it."
Boss Zhou slowly pushed open the door.
However, I really don't understand what he meant by that. If he really didn't want to give it to us, he could have just said he didn't have it.
As Old Zhou pushed open the door, inside was a simple storage room, piled high with all sorts of bottles and jars.
Old Zhou slowly squatted down and took out a somewhat sealed pottery jar from the inside.
Upon closer inspection, I realized that this thing seemed somewhat similar to the pottery jar in the blue-armored house at the beginning.
Even the two styles are somewhat similar.
The one with blue armor is relatively normal, while Zhou Pangzi's pottery jar is made of a very hard material, but it is obvious that it is very old.
Old Zhou slowly opened the earthenware jar, and a faint, sweet, fishy smell wafted out.
I suddenly realized that this must be the smell inside the thick fog!
Aside from a moment of alertness, I could still tell that the smell was somewhat similar to that in the fog, but purer.
I'd guess it's because the hotel is quite close to the thick fog.
And these nearby places were basically all affected by the dense fog.
Sometimes, if the fog dissipates too much, it can drift into these households.
At that moment, I suddenly realized that the buildings here were so dilapidated, and that was probably the reason!
As for this Old Zhou, since he wants to escape from here, I think he's pretty much done for; he just can't leave this place.
I leaned closer to look inside the ceramic jar. It was filled with a semi-transparent, gel-like substance that emitted a faint blue light, like some solidified seawater.
I was a little excited for a moment.
This must be sea marrow!
However, just as Yiyi reached out to touch it, Boss Zhou stopped her.
"Don't touch it, untreated sea cucumber is corrosive."
If you touch it, your whole arm will be ruined.
At that moment, Yiyi quickly withdrew her hand.
I felt a surge of emotion as well.
Holy crap.
This thing doesn't seem to be something that can be easily mastered.
I originally thought that seawater could be used directly once it was obtained, but according to Lao Zhou, it should need to be fermented or processed.
However, I never imagined that this sea marrow was also corrosive.
This thing is really not simple.
Immediately, Fatty Zhou put on a pair of gloves that looked like transparent plastic bags.
However, it also emitted a faint glow.
I guess this is specifically designed to isolate corrosive substances from it.
Immediately, Fatty Zhou also kneaded the sea marrow inside, which was like putty, very malleable.
After he rubbed it a few times, the sea marrow became noticeably shinier.
Then, Fatty Zhou slowly closed the pottery jar and put it back.
"What bad luck! The person who collected sea marrow hasn't returned yet. I sent him to collect fresh sea marrow from the ponds on the outskirts of the city. He should have been back yesterday."
But now there's not even a trace of him.
I don't know if he's dead or alive.
Is he dead or alive?
Hearing this, I was completely dumbfounded.
Is this job dangerous?
If you're worried about getting your hands dirty from the corrosiveness of this stuff, you can simply wear the gloves that Fatty Zhou is wearing now.
How could they not know whether someone was dead or alive?
"Is this job dangerous?"
"Of course it's dangerous. It's a nine-out-of-ten chance of death."
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