Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 562

Of course, Hill wanted to taste what this whitebait was worth the effort of the narwhal family.

You know, they still have to swim for half an hour every day to eat at the ocean currents farther away from the iceberg, and then come back to hit the mountain in shifts, but no whale has ever planned to quit this job.

Hill controlled his strength and hit an iceberg after a break with his whale friend. He tried his best to keep his power in line with his friend, but he had already been appreciated by the whale patriarch.

It seemed that they had originally regarded Hill as a messenger, but they didn't expect to be able to work, and Hill could feel that patriarch was particularly pleased.

After another three days of chiseling, a big hole cracked at the bottom of the iceberg, and countless silver fish rushed out frantically.

Hill quickly received hundreds of them and stopped. He said nothing else in the pendant. The ecological cycle of the water system was very complete, which was perfected by Aglaia when he was bored.

If these whitebait can survive normally in the sea, they will definitely survive in the pendant.

What made him even more surprised was that the freshwater flowing out of the iceberg with the whitebait turned out to be fresh water.

Hill glanced at some old silver fishes desperately jumping to escape. Is it possible that these fish are freshwater and saltwater amphibians?

Or, like a salmon, migrate to the iceberg to ovulate and hatch, and then wait for the whale to hit the iceberg and return to the sea?

Do you trade your own delicious meat for the continuation of survival?

Hill couldn't help his curiosity, he must go and take a look inside the iceberg.

The seemingly endless whitebait is still flowing out, but the first batch only escaped with some dexterity, the old and cunning are all in the middle, while most of the whales are closing their mouths to taste the first taste. Also ran away.

Hill estimated that hundreds of thousands of silver fish had actually escaped, while the iceberg was still rushing out.

However, Hill estimated that the last batch would be wiped out. Even if they escaped the containment of thousands of whales, some other giant fishes have begun to appear outside.

This can be regarded as a biological chain on the northern ice sheet.

Hill greeted the whale friend, and rushed into the glacier in the iceberg when the speed of the whitebait falling began to slow down.

Although Hill could not feel the temperature change in his body, his familiarity with ice and snow allowed him to make the most accurate judgment.

This is a river with a temperature of minus ten degrees, but not freezing.

This is not normal.

Hill was swimming slowly, sensing the concentration of magic in the water, and finally found that subtle vein in the wider and wider river.

The diminishing concentration of magic told Hill that if he didn't hurry up, it would be too late. He quickly flicked his leg and shot diagonally upward like an arrow.

Looking at the clusters of pale yellow crystal clear shrubs at the top of the iceberg in surprise, Hill quickly picked the transparent fruits that were beginning to wither.

Seeing that it was too late, Hill summoned the Wood Elemental Elf without thinking.

Small **** of light soon appeared next to Hill, and then began to help Hill pick fruits.

When they were about to pick the fruits together and Hill was about to send the wood elemental spirits back to the elemental world one by one, he was stunned to find that the elemental spirits were mixed with a few different little **** of light.

He didn't know how to tell these little fairies who were holding the fruit and waiting to receive the elemental spar from Hill. Although you all have wings and look good-looking, you don't seem to be a creature at all.

But Hill still took the few berries in the little hand and gave them the elemental spar in his hand, but replaced it with the wood element spar instead of the non-attribute spar like the wood elemental spirit .

The wood element elves have discovered these alien creatures. Although they have been to the main material plane before, Trashir does not have such little fairies wearing fairy skirts. In fact, they seem to like to call themselves little flower fairies. They all grow in the forest.

Hill thought it was an ice fairy at first, but after taking a closer look, he was sure that these little fairy wearing snow white fairy skirts were indeed Little Flower Fairies.

He began to look around the transparent bushes, hoping to see what kind of plant it was. You know, it can support the existence of several little flower fairies. This kind of magical plant is very rare in the Supreme Forest of the elves.

But no matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was the cloudberry on the highest wasteland!

The fruit of the shrub grows on long, whip-like and filamentous vines, forming dense intertwined bushes. It is more difficult for a big man like Hill to pick it, so he will ask the wood element elves to help.

It's just that different from ordinary raspberries, these fruits are transparent with a slight yellowish color.

Hill watched for another circle, and a little flower fairy who was a circle older than the other companions flew over, pointed at an inconspicuous ball in the middle of the bush with her small staff, and said: "That's the plant's The source of mana is the reason we can survive here. You can take it away, but in exchange, you have to take us out.

The Supreme Wasteland is no longer fighting, right? At the beginning, we didn't escape back to the King of Joy, but finally we had to pray for his help, and then we traveled through space and fell into this iceberg together.

Although safe, but also lonely for thousands of years.

Even the gods can't find it here, even if we want to summon Titania to take us away.

We no longer think about returning to the House of Trees, but we want to see the outside world. "

"I can take you away, and I don't need you to stay in my territory. If you want to go back to the House of Trees, you can leave at any time.

My territory does not worry about the eyes of the fairy queen Titania, nor does it care about your friends coming to play. Hill gently stroked the branches and leaves of cloudberry and communicated patiently with them. It took a long time for these bushes to open the way for Hill.

The fairies in the King of Joy are all little fairies, and Pike fairies and little fairies are already very big ones, and they are generally small palm fairies such as flower fairies and household brown fairies.

Compared with their older relatives, the demon elves, their pranks are to the point where a child throws a water polo on your head, and Hill doesn't think these little elves are too troublesome.

"Why do they listen to you?" Xiaohuaxian asked unwillingly, "We can go in, but that thing has a stronger ability to control cloudberry than us, and doesn't let us control cloudberry at all. Otherwise, it won't come so many every year. Whitebait grabs the fruit."

"This fruit is full of vitality and can help the whitebait reproduce." Hill smiled and calmed her. "Although there are a lot of them, they taste too delicious and are a favorite food for many large fish.

For you, it's just a year's food. For them, this is the hope that the race will not be annihilated.

Don't be angry. "

That is, it also brought more deaths to myself.

Hill already understood why the whales would choose to have a blind date here. Such soft vitality can also make the whale mother's pregnancy easier.

The breeding of whales is actually very difficult, no wonder they gather so many.

But without the help of narwhals, these whitebaits would die if they could only stay in fresh water. Although they reproduce in fresh water, they would eventually survive in sea water.

Not to mention, these fruits will wither and will not provide them with food for the whole year.

Probably in the memory of the whitebait's inheritance, although many children will die in this way, it is much stronger than the fate of waiting for destruction in the past.

After eating so many magical fruits, there are many whitebait that live for several years, and they have evolved, and they still reproduce with the group.

But as long as you escape the whale's mouth, unless you are born weak and small, you will no longer die in the mouth of other big fish.

Xiao Huaxian seemed to fantasize about the life of the whitebait, and her whole body trembled: "You really are a good person. I know that even if we find that we are different from them, the Son of Nature will not hurt us easily.

I will never complain about those fish grabbing food, it's just that they can't make wine anymore, life is more important.

Hello, sir, my name is Vera. My name is actually very long and very long, but I still remember my original friends on the wasteland. Please don't report my full name. "

Hill couldn't help smiling: "You pay it back, villain. My name is Hill."

This little flower fairy is still following the tradition of the past to communicate with Hill, but now Toril has rarely seen these natural elves.

After the destruction of the Supreme Wasteland, when humans took the place of the elves in the past, their destruction of the forest has caused these little fairies to hide in the center of the large forest that still exists, and even return to the house of the shade.

Little fairies don't deal with dwarves, and humans make them uncomfortable, so now only the dwarves and elves can see them occasionally.

Hill looked at the glass studded with jewels in the center of the opened vine, and couldn't help showing a wry smile.

This time, the benefits he got are a little too big~www.mtlnovel.com~ he may not be able to take it back.

It was a marble cup, about the size of two fists. Three golden bands surround the edge of the cup, and the sides are inlaid with topaz, hyacinth stone, and fire opal. There is a tear-off seal on each side of the middle strap.

Hill suspected that it was the retribution that he intervened in Ransendel's affairs, otherwise how could the Holy Grail of Amannatha suddenly appear in front of him, the divine instrument of the sun **** who has been sleeping for a long time.

This high-level artifact has its own consciousness. He should still be asleep now, and when he wakes up, he may start to work hard to resurrect Amanata.

Hill suddenly understood why Ransendall's impersonation plan finally turned into a scumbag for people to make fun of. Wouldn't this cup fall into his hands?

However, increasing vitality is only the lowest performance of this cup, as long as this cup is filled with pure water, it can be transported with the human plane.

No wonder they brought Xiaohuaxian and their residence to cross the space to the inside of the iceberg.

Hill sat directly on the ice, lost in thought.

Chapter end