Chen Wangping took an iron rod, scooped out a small bucket of oil, hung it on the end of the rod, and slowly placed it on the surface of the black oil. He explained, "This processed black oil will easily attract the mutant octopus, but it will take some time. Just watch."
As soon as he finished speaking, a young mutant octopus, which happened to be about 20 meters deep nearby, smelled the scent and floated up in circles, stretching out its tentacles to grab the finished oil.
As its tentacles emerged, Chen Wangping immediately instructed, "Xiao Tieniu, push the iron rod towards its tentacles. Once it has a firm grip, pull it up together. As soon as it emerges, smash its head!"
"Okay!"
Xiao Tieniu obeyed and did as he was told. He asked four people to carry the iron pole over together. After the octopus's suction cup sucked it, he immediately pulled it towards the shore.
The young octopus was suddenly pulled to the surface of the black oil by this great force. Before it could react, four large iron rods slammed onto the young octopus's head, instantly blowing its head off.
Seeing the young mutant octopus come ashore, the people who attacked it were still a little slow to react.
"This, this mutant octopus died so easily?"
"That's all thanks to my benefactor's good instructions. Without this special black oil, the mutant octopus wouldn't have come up!"
"What does this thing taste like?"
"I don't know what it tastes like, but this small octopus looks better than the big one."
"Yes, yes, your body is very clean, not even black."
Chen Wangping looked at the happy and excited expressions on their faces and felt a little touched.
As long as they master the method, the productivity of the Volcano Tribe can be rapidly improved.
What about the entire wasteland?
Is that the case too?
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