There's no danger. Don't worry about Miller's plans."

The players on the boat seemed to have realized that it was safe and had already begun to take pictures around the demigod.

Hill could almost feel their salivation through the lens.

"What kind of demigod is coming?" Hill asked, "Why can't you tell?"

The players' cameras have been circling around the outside of the ship, probably trying to find what kind of creature it is.

"The undead really like to eat sea creatures." Fran said inexplicably, "No matter what kind of creature they are, they don't like to be stared at as if they were looking at food."

Hill thought for a moment, so the food must be inedible?

Then, Hill turned back to the giant screen. Miller's legendary endurance is really strong!

The eight-clawed demigod has been beating it like a drum for so long, but apart from the first few sentences, he has no other reaction.

"His Majesty the King really knows people and makes good use of them." Fran seemed to know what Hill was thinking and sighed, "If it were Karl Legend, he wouldn't be able to endure this level."

"I just want to know how many crystal stones he brought." Hill said quietly, "That barrier has not trembled once for so long."

Fran smiled helplessly: "Whoever needs crystal stones, it is not His Majesty the King's turn!

In the past few days, I have heard from the undead chatting that most of the crystals in their hands were actually taken back by the king."

The game official recycles the game currency, which is a basic operation, Hill complained.

"What are those undead doing?" Fran asked with a frown.

Hill looked at the players on the giant screen, with the protective screen attached to them, making faces at the eight-clawed demigod, and was speechless for a moment.

"They seem to be taking pictures." In the past few years, with more and more contact with the undead, people in this world can almost understand some of the common words they use.

At least Adrian already understood that if the player he was talking to suddenly made a bunch of nonsense, he could just kick him out. And it was best not to get to the bottom of it and study what they actually said.

Hill looked at the players on the screen posing in various poses facing the demigods, and felt deeply that thanks to the sea monsters, they still couldn't understand what the players were doing.

Otherwise, he is really worried that this eight-clawed demigod will explode in the small universe and die together with the players.

On the giant screen, Adrian seemed to have the same worry. Hill heard him ask cautiously: "How long will those people continue to shoot? Isn't that young master the leader of your clan? Don't you need to stop him?"

"Mr. Adrian, don't worry." Sweetheart Honey said with a smile, "This ship is actually very safe.

When William gave us the mission, he said that even three demigods on board could not break this ship.

We were worried just now because we counted five of them and we didn’t want them to die before they even got there!”

"Five?" Adrian asked, "I only saw 4."

"Ah! There is also a big lobster squatting under the bottom of the boat." Honey Taoxin added, "We can see a hostile name. The red giant lobster demigod."

Adrian didn't speak for a long time. He probably didn't expect that there was someone who planned to cut the ship in half.

"Then who is coming now?" Adrian was a little confused when he saw that the undead had relaxed.

"A group of mosaic crabs."

"ah?"

"It's what you call the embroidered ridge crab. We call it the mosaic crab."

Adrian was stunned for a while before saying: "A group of people?"

"Yeah, there are so many here, why are they so poisonous? It's really boring."

Hill heard Adrian's heavy sigh and understood very well why his dear uncle would be like this. He felt slightly sympathetic in his heart and tried his best to control the urge to laugh out loud.

Adrian, I still don’t understand, what is mosaic?
Chapter completed!