The total annual food production of the empire is only 617.91 million tons.

If the mixed-race Kunpeng in front of him is fed once a month, it means that it will eat more than 120,000 tons, which is almost one-fifth of the total annual output value of the empire's grain.

Even the empire that is famous for garrisoning the world cannot afford to support pets.

"Fortunately, according to it, it should not have to eat, otherwise even if the sea accounts for 71% of the world, the creatures in the ocean will sooner or later be eaten by her."

The beard said in his heart lightly.

"However, you still have to suppress the food, otherwise there will be problems sooner or later. It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality."

...

On the third day, after the meal ended, Xiao Kun, who had been full for the first time in his life, was floating on the water and basking in the sun.

The warm wind blew across the sea, making Xiao Kun feel particularly comfortable.

It felt that this was the happiest moment in his entire life except that the owner came to take the monkey to see it.

"So this is full!"

Xiao Kun's voice was still so deafening.

Influenced by it, the soldiers on the aircraft carriers have become more than a dozen decibels larger in the past few days.

You should know that because it is above the sea, the voices of communication between them are louder than those of the military people on the ground.

But now Xiao Kun is training to speak louder.

It can be seen that Xiao Kun has been talking about these days.

The wind blows through the aircraft carrier.

Anyone on the aircraft carrier can hear the comfort in Xiao Kun's words.

This giant, which is more than 350 meters long and about 100 meters wide, is now a full fat man basking in the sun on the sea.

Well, it looks much more pleasing than fat people.

No wrinkles and excess skin.

Sure enough, in the whole world, except for humans, all animals are cute when they are fat.

The demon is no exception.

The soldiers on the aircraft carrier were enjoying this leisurely noon with Xiao Kun.

However, at this time, Hu Ziming turned on the loudspeaker again, breaking the silence and said, "Mr. Kun, are you full?"

Even though Hu Ziming turned on the loudspeaker, the voices in front of Xiao Kun were still not enough.

But he didn't prepare Xiao Kun's voice, as long as he could communicate.

"So full and so happy!"

Xiao Kun's voice was like a dream, but the vibrating sea water flipped.

"Then can we talk to you about our agreement again?"

"Can't you wait for me to sleep for a while?"

It’s sleepy after eating, which is simply the instinct of all living things.

Xiao Kun, who was floating above the sea, half-squinted his eyes and said sleepily.

"You can sleep after we're chatting, right?"

Hu Ziming still wanted to fight, and he had basically figured out the character of this "Sea Demon Leviathan".

Really cute.

"Okay, tell me!"

Xiao Kun yawned, not too big or too small.

The air she exhaled made the entire sea surface ripples again.

"The amount of food you eat once was beyond our expectations. We may have to change our agreement, otherwise we will not be able to afford it."

"Ah? Then will I not be full in the future?"

When Xiao Kun heard about eating, the whole fish became a little awake.

"We can still eat enough. We want to change once a month to once every three months so that we can afford it."

“Is there any difference?”

Xiao Kun said in a daze.

"That's right, Mr. Kun may eat less."

"Why do you need to change?"

"Because our fellow citizens still need to eat on earth, and they cannot leave their meals."

"Is this how?"

"All right!"

Xiao Kun said as if he was exhausted.

After Xiao Kun agreed, Hu Ziming let out a breath.

He found that the "Sea Demon Leviathan" in Western legends is not as cruel as the one in Western legends.

Is there anything unspeakable hidden in the US submarine incident?

Hu Ziming's gossip fire burned in his heart, and he said:

"Have you ever encountered a submarine before?"

"What is a submarine?"

"It's moving forward in the water, with a rotating tail behind it."

“See.”

"Then what?"

"I started to think it was a dead fish, and I was going to taste it, and then the monkey came to me and I didn't eat it."

Xiao Kun paused after saying this before saying:

"Then, the second time, when I saw them, I put them all onto an island to see if they were submarines."

Hu Ziming was shocked at this moment.

He probably knew how the Mi Jun was in trouble.

"Then what?"

"Then, I'll leave."

Leaving?

The Mi Army said that, they said that you threw his submarine onto the shore and launched an inhumane attack on it.

Hu Ziming felt that the mixed blood Kunpeng in front of him was fine.

This common sense is really lacking.

"Zheng Kaixuan, please add some common sense to it later."

"I?"

Zheng Kaixuan pointed to his nose and said.

"It must be you. I'm not at sea every day. I have taught it common sense and established relationships. This is equivalent to the East China Sea, with an additional aircraft carrier battle group and the kind that can also dive."

Hu Ziming winked at Zheng Kaixuan.

Zheng Kaixuan looked at Xiao Kun, then at the aircraft carrier under his feet.

For some reason, he was moved in an instant.

"Okay, but what if I need it?"

"You should have a dedicated military satellite phone here. When the time comes, I will tell him about it."

"Okay, but I'm not sure."

"You just treat it as a new recruit in military training."

"Military training? New recruits?"

Zheng Kaixuan looked at Xiao Kun, who was like a small island in front of him.

Then I recalled the appearance of ordinary recruits in my mind.

"It's a daily routine to fuck the recruits, but I think I must be crazy."

"Who said the recruits must be fucked?"

Hu Ziming frowned and said.
To be continued...