Chapter 271: Compensate, what do you want

"Go back, go back, where are you going? Turn back and let me see the statue." Naigelis shouted repeatedly in a hurry.

The volume of this Goddess of Redemption statue exceeded Naigelis's imagination, so big that it couldn't see it all at a glance. When it saw the palm, it couldn't see the face; when it saw the face, it couldn't see the waist; when it saw the waist, the palm couldn't be seen.

Admittedly, this was the seabed, and a large amount of water limited its field of vision, but the statue was still too big. It wanted Ang to lean toward the statue so it could see it clearly.

Ang didn't pay attention to its request, but turned to the side and back of the statue.

With Ang's soul strength, his field of vision was much broader than Naigelis's, and he saw more things. He had long since seen what was there.

But the only thing that could attract him and make him ignore even Naigelis was one thing.

"Sure enough, Ku Ba Da, you can't move when you see a field. Why is there a field on the seabed?" After Naigelis saw that position clearly, it couldn't help but curse.

That was a large seabed plain that was clearly planned and trimmed, which could count as a "field." What made up the field wasn't furrows, but gravel pits placed every three or four meters.

The seabed plain was dug into pits with a diameter of about one meter, one every three or four meters, horizontal and vertical, extending to where Naigelis couldn't see.

The pits were filled with gravel the size of a fist. It was clear that the texture was different from the plain. The plain was fertile seabed silt, but these pits were filled with gravel, which was clearly transported by someone from somewhere else.

Most of the gravel pits were empty, and only a few dozen pits had a long type of seaweed growing in the gaps between the gravel.

The seaweed was like grapes, crystal clear and moist, one by one, connected into a string, the longest being dozens of meters, swaying with the water flow.

The seaweed grew out of the gravel, and its roots also extended from the gravel, entangled with the gravel, and then pierced into the surrounding silt.

Naigelis saw the benefits of this arrangement at a glance. The roots of the seaweed could be fixed on the gravel and would not be easily moved by the water flow, and the seaweed could grow as long as possible.

If it were rooted in silt, growing to a few meters, a rush of water flow might cause it to float up from the silt and then float away.

The gaps between the gravel also provided space for its root system to extend, allowing it to contact the fertile soil as much as possible.

This absolutely wouldn't be naturally formed, but was painstakingly reclaimed by someone to plant seaweed, so it was a "field."

"Can things be planted on the seabed too? Who reclaimed these fields? Why are there only a few dozen scattered ones, not planted full?" Naigelis was full of question marks.

Ang was no longer as furious as before. Hearing Naigelis's question, he said, "Field, sea field."

"Yes, field. What are you happy about? It's not your field," Naigelis said irritably.

Being able to save Ang from a state of rage, it was estimated that only fields and planting things could do it.

"Learn, plant it yourself," Ang said, darting forward, darting in front of one of the seaweeds, studying it for a while, and pointing his finger at it.

Under the acceleration of the Speed Death Halo, the seaweed where his finger pointed began to wither and break, and the broken section floated away with the water.

"Didn't it bear seeds?" Naigelis said. Having stayed with Ang for a long time, it could now count as half a planting expert.

Ang pulled off a section, dragged it to the seabed, inserted it into the silt, and pointed his finger at it.

The seaweed quickly grew roots, pierced into the silt, and grew rapidly.

However, after growing for a while, perhaps the nutrition couldn't keep up, it withered. But this also confirmed that seaweed could be propagated through cuttings.

Ang didn't stand on ceremony, pulled out all the few dozen seaweeds scattered nearby, cut them into sections, and collected them into the Palace of Rest, found a pool to dig, poured some water in, and soaked them.

Naigelis looked left and right and said nervously, "Ang, this isn't good, is it? These things are clearly planted by someone. If you pull them all out, what will others do?"

"Compensate," Ang said.

This was indeed a way, but what if others only wanted seaweed and not money? How would you... you could also compensate. With Ang's speed of doing this, it might be possible to compensate the other party with a large seaweed field in three hours.

Forget it, compensate. How much is appropriate to compensate?

Ang didn't care. Even if Harvey came over to chop him, he would have to finish picking first. Just as he was digging happily, Ang suddenly sensed a faint aura, which was crawling toward his position quietly in the silt.

The water flow covered its movements, the elements weakened its aura, and the darkness obscured its form, just like a color-changing octopus hunting on the seabed, quietly touching over.

Such small movements naturally couldn't be hidden from Ang's aura, but sensing that the other party's aura wasn't enough to pose a threat to him, Ang didn't expose it, but tilted his head and watched the other party's movement.

In order to be hidden, the other party didn't even open its eyes when moving, fearing that its gaze or aura would alarm the enemy. It just moved forward in the general direction, moving and moving, moving to about the position, and only then did it quietly raise its head and open a slit of its eyes.

This opening directly scared it out of the silt, because it discovered that the enemy's two hollow eye sockets were right in front of it, staring at it silently.

Discovered?! The guy in the silt jumped up fiercely, revealing a metal short stick that had been pressed under its body, and was about to knock it toward Ang.

However, Ang's movements were faster than it. He reached out and snatched the iron stick from its hand. Its hands holding the stick swung past in front of Ang, swinging into empty air.

Losing its weapon, it immediately became anxious and opened its mouth to say, "Give it back to me, you thief who steals things, return the Star Meteor Staff to me."

In the water, it was originally impossible to speak, but it was very magical that what sprayed from its mouth wasn't air, but a stream of water, which spread out like sound waves, allowing Ang to hear its voice clearly.

Perhaps it should be "she," not "it." The guy who attacked Ang was actually a humanoid creature, looking exactly like a human, with a head of soft long hair, exquisite facial features, and a tall, plump body. The appearance was actually quite beautiful.

Of course, this was from Naigelis's perspective; Ang couldn't tell if humans were beautiful or not.

A few differences told everyone that this wasn't a human, such as the scales on her body, the flesh membranes between her toes, the vertical eyelids of her eyes, etc. This was a humanoid creature with marine biological characteristics.

Star Meteor Staff? Ang looked at the short stick in his hand. Isn't it just a broken iron stick? Why is it called a Star Meteor Staff?

Ang returned it to her.

Picking up the iron stick, the female sea person swung it again, wanting to knock it toward Ang, but just as she swung it, the iron stick was snatched away by Ang.

"Give it back to me, you thief!"

Ang returned it to her.

She swung it again, and Ang snatched it away again. After two or three times, she completely realized that she was no match for this skeleton frame. After taking the iron stick again, she cried out with a "waa":

"You stole the grain of our entire tribe, we will starve to death. You thief, can you stop stealing our grain? You eat me, my meat is delicious."

While tilting her neck and crying, her mouth constantly emitted ultra-high-frequency sound waves, vibrating the water in front of her, colliding out a large amount of air waves, desperately bubbling up, "gurgling."

Naigelis wanted to laugh. This scene of bubbles bubbling from the head was too ridiculous, but it didn't dare. Ang stole other people's tribe's rations, and if it laughed, it would be too inhumane...

Forget it, it wasn't a human anyway, what humanity did it need? Hahahaha...

"Compensate, what do you want?" Ang's voice was transmitted directly into the female sea person's mind.

This female sea person was clearly the owner of these seaweed crops. Ang was so patient just for equivalent compensation, otherwise he would have blown her dog head off long ago.

PS: This chapter is from yesterday, today's is still being coded. ===== CHAPTER 272 =====