Mag's eyes lit up, and he looked at the crayfish in the big tank. It was a circle larger than ordinary crayfish, turned over, and the belly was red, which was exactly the kind of shrimp he was looking for.
Moreover, it should have just been caught from the sea, and its activity is very good. It was a joy to beat with a pair of large pliers.
Mag counted them carefully, and there were 45 in total.
Including the shrimps he received from the fishermen these days, the number of shrimps in his hands has reached 62, completely exceeding the number of shrimps that was halved after bargaining with the system.
"There are forty-five in total. When I go back in a few days, I will prepare five thousand mud shells and send them to you as soon as possible." Mag looked at Dexter in a good mood, and said with a smile: "This shrimp The number of them is enough, please take this trip.”
"It's our honor to serve you, Landis, thank you for your generosity." Dexter said with a smile, although in order to catch this little shrimp, he dispatched almost all Landis who could leave the seal The people, including ten tenth-level top powerhouses.
But for Lantiste, getting 5,000 mud shells means getting 5,000 places and opportunities to leave the seal. This is a very worthwhile deal.
"Do you want to go in and have a meeting?"
"No need, Mr. McGonagall should also rest. I will visit you in Chaos City in person after a while." Dexter glanced at the pajamas McGonagall was wearing, smiled and left.
McGonagall was indeed just polite, watched Dexter leave, and then returned to the restaurant with the outline.
The shrimp catch schedule in my mind has become 62/50, which means that the catch task has been completed, and the only thing left is the successful promotion of crayfish and the habit of eating crayfish from the success of the crayfish eradication task .
Crust Island eating crayfish is in the limelight, and its influence is rapidly expanding.
Although the progress of the cooking skills of the ten apprentices is different, the progress is still gratifying. After the last study tomorrow, the students who pass the assessment can start a new stove and open their own crayfish restaurant.
"System, what do you do with these seedling shrimp?" Mag asked in his mind, looking at the hard-earned seedling shrimp in the big tank.
Previously, the system used a chance to use the submarine to exchange one species of shrimp from Mag. If the extra twelve species of shrimp could be exchanged for some benefits from the system, it would be better than a barbecue.
"Please host the pollution-free disposal." The system replied.
"Huh? You don't want it anymore?" Mag was a little surprised.
"These crayfish that have left the crayfish farm are no longer pure, and may be infected with some unknown viruses and carry foreign parasites. This system will not recycle them." The system replied.
"If it is handled without pollution, it can only be eaten." Mag sighed, it seems that it is impossible to knock a penny from the system.
"At the same time, in order to respond to the call of heaven and cultivate the host's awareness of environmental protection, this system has decided to classify and recycle the garbage generated by the host starting today. The host needs to sort the garbage before putting it in, otherwise the system will not recycle it, and Fine the host."
"???" Mag was taken aback.
After all, he has studied abroad for many years, and Mag is no stranger to garbage sorting, but the system has never had such an excessive request before, and now he suddenly responded to the call, which really caught him off guard.
In this world where plastic bags have not yet appeared, it is really strange to sort out garbage.
"System, what kind of trash are you?"
"This system...how does it know!"
"Okay, you said you want to sort and recycle garbage, then I'll test you." The corner of Mag's mouth curled up.
"Heh, this system has thoroughly studied the spirit of Heavenly Dao's instructions." The system is full of confidence.
"What types of garbage classification are there?"
"Recyclable, Hazardous, Wet, and Dry."
"What kind of garbage are dried nuts?"
"Dry trash?"
"Wrong, it's wet garbage."
"Question: What is glue?"
"This must be wet garbage!" The system said firmly.
"Wrong again, it's dry garbage."
"Question: What kind of garbage are dried meat, red dates and flour?"
"Dry trash, dry trash, dry trash!"
"Wrong, they are all wet garbage." Mag shook his head, and smiled contemptuously: "Perishable biomass and domestic waste are all wet garbage, system, you are not professional in your studies? At your level , let’s pack them up and deal with them together, and careless handling will easily lead to secondary pollution.”
"No, this is just a small mistake. This system must strictly implement the requirements for garbage classification." The system refused, "You ask again."
"Okay, then let me ask you the last question. Now I have a plastic bowl filled with leftovers and rat poison from the past few days. I plan to throw it away after poisoning the rats. May I ask, how should I dispose of it and classify it when putting it in?"
"squeak-"
There was a burst of electrical noise in Mag's mind, the system interface in his mind turned blue, and meaningless numbers slid past.
"Although garbage sorting is beneficial for thousands of years, there is still a long way to go to implement it." Mag sighed, and was too lazy to care about the dead system. He poured the remaining crayfish into the water tank in the kitchen and planted shrimp. The taste of the crayfish is better than that of ordinary crayfish. It is hard to catch, so let's keep it for yourself.
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The abyssal demon clan encountered very tenacious resistance to the landing battle on Lieyan Island. Thousands of abyssal knights charged on Lieyan Island, tearing apart the line of defense of Lieyan Demon time and time again, but they were all blocked back. The roasted pigs were left all over the place.
The dawn sun gradually rose from the sea level, and the abyssal demons who fought fiercely all night finally heard the clarion call to retreat.
The fireballs flying from the Flaming Island also became sparse, and the equally exhausted Flaming Demon Clan did not chase the Abyss Demon.
This was a sudden war, and neither side had made sufficient preparations, but last night they fought an extremely tragic offensive and defensive battle, leaving corpses everywhere on Lieyan Island where they could land.
No race expected this sudden war, which broke the tranquility before the racial peace talks. You must know that just a few days ago, when they gathered under the abyss, Alfred and Simmons were still drinking happily.
Of course, they did not expect that they would be so easily involved in this dispute.
Because none of the diplomatic demons they sent to the scene of the war came back.
It's not a big deal, and it's not a small thing.
But no matter what, it still represents the face of the family, and the major races can't just pretend that it didn't happen, so they sent solemn inquiries to the Abyss Demon Clan and the Flame Demon Clan.
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"It's a good weather again." Mag opened the window, the sun was shining on his face with a gentle smile, and after staying for at most two days, they should go back to Chaos City. I don't know if Mia and the others are okay. .