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#289 - Chapter 289 Fireworks

After hearing about a checkpoint that could appear at any time, Yan Cheng and the others spent the following time in trepidation, fearing that some super-large sea monster would swallow their ship.

Time passed slowly, but nothing happened.

"Old Miao, it's going to be dark soon. If this trial doesn't come, we're going to lose a major combat force."

Yan Cheng looked at Miao Kui, who had used Gaia foundation to return to his original appearance, and said:

"Why don't you transform a little longer? Use more skills, enjoy it. What if you can't use skills for a month, how uncomfortable would that be?"

Miao Kui thought about it, and it seemed that was indeed the case.

If he didn't release some skills today, in the next few days, or perhaps dozens of days, he probably wouldn't even be able to empty his source power.

"Let's wait until 11 PM. I'll have a blast then."

It was just getting dark, and there were still several hours until 12 AM. He needed to maintain maximum vigilance.

"Alright, then you watch the radar for a while, I'll go draw for a bit."

Yan Cheng handed the radar to Miao Kui and then went down to the ship's cabin.

Miao Kui looked at his back and muttered:

"It's late at night, and the ship is still shaking so much, can he draw well?"

"Maybe he's practicing some kind of swing-style painting. He still has hundreds of shells to draw."

Song Jiang walked over with his phone and said:

"Tonight, do you want braised fish, steamed fish, pickled fish, fried fish fillets, fish fillet porridge, or sweet and sour fish?"

Miao Kui glanced at his phone and found that he was actually searching for a hundred ways to cook fish.

"You've really fallen in love with cooking."

Song Jiang turned off the phone screen and said, "I'm just bored, finding something to do."

There was a danger that could come at any time, and exercising now would waste energy; if he played games, he wouldn't be able to concentrate.

It was better to cook a meal. There was still a large portion of the fish from last night left.

As for whether the fish made without concentration would be delicious, he hadn't really considered it. After all, with Qi Jing's space supermarket as a backup, they wouldn't go hungry.

Besides, who cooks with full concentration? We're not real chefs.

"Meow ~"

Hearing that there was more fish to eat, Meow Pass in Miao Kui's shirt pocket excitedly poked its head out.

Don't underestimate this little guy's small size, it can really eat. It and Teacher Cen Xi devoured half of the fish in the basin this morning, and the rest of the people combined only ate a quarter.

As for the rest, it all went into Kirby's mouth.

"By the way, there's also this little guy, what kind of fish do you want to eat?" Song Jiang took out his phone, held it in front of it, and asked in a coaxing tone.

"Meow meow ~"

Meow Pass stretched out its small paw and clicked on the pickled fish picture.

Song Jiang turned the phone over and saw Meow Pass's choice:

"Pickled fish, that's a bit difficult."

He turned to Qi Jing, who was reading a novel on the deck behind him, and asked:

"Qi Jing, do you have pickled vegetables?"

"Yes, does pre-made count?"

"Who cares if it's pre-made or not, where can you find freshly made pickled vegetables?"

Song Jiang took a large bag of pickled vegetables from Qi Jing and then went to the kitchen.

At this moment, only Miao Kui was left on the bow of the ship looking at the radar in his hand, and Meow Pass.

Actually, he wanted to watch anime more. Over the past two days, nine episodes of the updated anime had been saved.

But now he was the only one here, and it was more important to guard the ship.

He could just speed it up.

As for watching the whole series in one go, that was absolutely impossible. He would never watch a series in one go, even if he saved it for later.

"I'll keep watch for a while."

Tan Zuoyin walked over and took the radar from his hand.

When she was listening to the sound of the sea just now, she vaguely heard Miao Kui's desire to watch anime, so she took this opportunity to grab the electronic radar screen.

She had wanted to take a shift for a long time, but Qi Jing just stopped her, saying not to disturb his brothers' training.

Who would believe that?

Qi Jing, this bad friend, just wanted to see his good roommates suffer.

As for training? Although he had that intention, it wasn't much.

So she came to rescue Miao Kui.

She couldn't let them think Qi Jing was too arrogant, what if their dormitory relationship soured because of this?

In fact, Tan Zuoyin's worries were completely unnecessary. The kindness of 100,000 points, these three people could still remember who to thank in these few days.

As for a few days later?

The identity of the older brother would be rekindled in their hearts, they would call the younger brother the younger brother, and the son the son, who would remember these things?

You have to enjoy it early, otherwise there will be no chance later.

"Thanks, Sister-in-law, I'm going down first, bye-bye."

Miao Kui ran down to the cabin as if he were escaping, opening his phone as he ran, and seeing the familiar 22 and 33, his heart felt much more comfortable.

"Zha Yin, fire a couple of shots?" Qi Jing didn't know when he had stood behind Tan Zuoyin.

Tan Zuoyin asked, "What if we run out of shells? Are you going to make them?"

After Yan Cheng's high-density bombardment, less than half of the shells were left.

You have to know that it had only been a day and a half.

"I'll make them, I'll make them."

Qi Jing took out a blue shell from the space and put it on the ground.

Then he took out a red one, a green one, a brown one, and a black one.

"I have plenty of shells, we can even play billiards."

He actually had many shells in his space that were the required model for the cannon on the ship, and they were all enhanced versions, much stronger than the ordinary version Miao Kui bought.

This was his custom-made ship, how could he not know what model of shells it needed?

When he bought these, he originally planned to have a luxurious trial, but Teacher Wen Jing's proposed competition made him give up this idea, and those shells were not revealed.

"What I was thinking was, on the last day, I would take these out to tease Yan Cheng. When the time comes, he would have drawn shells for several days, and then I would tell him that he didn't actually need to draw them, I have them here, it would be so satisfying."

"Be a decent human being."

Tan Zuoyin couldn't stand it anymore.

To have such a captain, Yan Cheng and the others were truly lucky.

"Which one has the most power? Quickly fire them all, don't let them come up and see."

Tan Zuoyin picked up a red one and weighed it in her hand:

"Should it be this one?"

"No, it's this black one."

Qi Jing took out a box of black shells from the space and poured them into the automatic shell slot of the cannon on the bow.

Then he smiled and said to Tan Zuoyin:

"You're really bad, you actually want to fire the one with the most power, you're even less human than me."

"Isn't that what I learned from you?"

Tan Zuoyin glanced at him with a smile, and then started firing cannons into the distance according to the radar.

The explosion produced by contacting the water surface was huge, and the water column was several times higher than what Yan Cheng and the others fired.

"Firing cannons is so satisfying."

Art!

Tan Zuoyin continued to fire cannons at the farthest point, and the edge of the map was clicked wildly by her for several seconds.

Qi Jing watched from the side, his hands also itching a little:

"Let me try too."

Just as Qi Jing and Tan Zuoyin were playing with cannons on the deck, a message came from Cen Xi's bracelet:

[The sea monster has been killed by unknown shells. Given that the team is relatively strong, a random checkpoint will now be re-drawn.]