The twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, the end of the year.

Light breeze, light rain.

When the fleet led by Mo Xiaobai successfully arrived at Zhendao and anchored in the port, it happened to encounter an oncoming drizzle.

The large port in the southwest, which is named 'Warm Ocean Port', at this moment, in addition to the fleets of Mo Xiaobai and Perch, there are also many fleets of other lords around.

The most conspicuous thing is a large battleship with seven guns on one side, and the Qingyuan City flag on the top of the battleship flutters in the wind, which looks even more swaggering than the Great Dream City warship.

In addition to the sheep and sheep, the fleet of the Dragon Slaying Alliance also arrived in port, and Mo Xiaobai also saw three small sea ships belonging to the Sun and Sky Alliance.

Mo Xiaobai walked along the dock and looked, and at this time, Gan Ning, who rushed to hear the news, trotted and leaned: "The last general, see the lord." ”

"Xingba has a lot of tanning here."

Mo Xiaobai smiled, raised his hand and held up the general in front of him: "It's the end of the year, everyone is still busy in the concession, and the relationship here is very big, and I can't transfer you all back to Big Dream City for the New Year, so I brought some specialties in the city, and at the end of this year, I will have fun with the soldiers on the island." ”

"Everyone will be overjoyed to be able to come." Gan Ning clenched his fists again, and it was not difficult to hear the joy in his words.

Mo Xiaobai turned sideways slightly, looked at the fleet and said, "First arrange manpower, settle the people on the ship, and move all the goods into the warehouse." Let my friends inform you again that I will have a dinner for them tonight. ”

"Whoa!"

Gan Ning took the people to get busy, and Mo Xiaobai was not idle, and went straight to the fishing ground on the east side of the port.

The person in charge of the fishery is a fisherman with A-level qualifications in the early days of Big Dream City. Seeing Mo Xiaobai's arrival, without saying a word, he directly took his father-in-law to the breeding area: "Lord, please look, the ten miles in front of you are all within the scope of recuperation." ”

A small boat emerges from the fishing grounds, and what you see is a hierarchical farm.

There are heavy iron nets around the entire farm, the purpose is not to be afraid of leaving, but to prevent the rest of the creatures passing by, and the marine ecology in the farm is responsible for its own fishing farm, which Mo Xiaobai began to plan when he left before.

From the outside to the inside, the outermost five miles are all deep-sea areas, and they like to search for food in areas below 100 meters of the seabed, and put all the food in the deep-sea area, which is considered to be their favorites.

The middle five to two miles is a shallow sea area with a water depth of 80 meters to 30 meters, Mo Xiaobai has not been completely built before leaving, but now it has been formed, and the sand and gravel transported from the island are all piled up here, this water depth is the most ideal small squirting area, and there are also a small amount of soil spars transported from the infinite pit, which almost completely simulates the real spawning hatchery of the spawning ground.

Walking further in, the center of the entire breeding area is a light area of more than 20 meters, Mo Xiaobai only glanced at it and knew that it took more manpower and material resources to transform this large sea area, not to mention that there is a huge pebble island in the center, specially prepared for the backs of the monks.

When Mo Xiaobai's boat gradually approached the island, he saw at least twenty or thirty swaggers of different sizes lying lazily on the pile of stones. The largest one occupies the highest point of the island, as if it were the size of a high-rise building, while the smallest one is next to Mo Xiaobai's feet, which is only the size of a palm.

The three little scumbags were not used to being completely out of the water, and they were far more active than the elders, and when Mo Xiaobai got off the boat, he saw them crawling back and forth on the shore in the water.

Mo Xiaobai wanted to reach out and grab it, so he might as well let a low roar come into his ears from the shore.

If you look sideways, you can see a three-meter-long waiting for gray eyes to stare at you.

Withdrawing his hand, Mo Xiaobai opened his mouth and asked, "When were these little ones born?" ”

The fisherman replied, "My lord, four days ago in the middle of the night, we heard the cry of the female, and when we came to check it, we found that two of the eggs had broken their shells. ”

"Good life to take care of it, the first molting of the little squirm will come soon." Mo Xiaobai said as he walked towards his mother, who was staring at him.

Shaped like a sea turtle, it not only has a hard shell, but also has a different 'tumor' growing on the shell, which is the source of the bloodline power of the Turtle clan.

Stone stele with a black pattern.

In terms of body size, this branch is three meters long, and the stone tablet on its back is half a meter high, and it has undergone at least five molts, so its strength should be comparable to the level of an elite snow monster.

It's just that he's lazy, and he doesn't have a high desire to attack except in specific circumstances.

"If it's the Xuanjia that has been shed off for the sixth time, it's an SS-rank refining material."

Thinking so in his heart, Mo Xiaobai had already gone to rely on the mother's tuan, because Mo Xiaobai did not touch her baby, so at this moment, Mo Xiaobai reached out to touch her back, and did not provoke the mother's resistance.

Pieces of armor brushed by, and when Mo Xiaobai touched a slightly elastic back armor, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

This is a sign that the shell is about to molt, once the 30-centimeter dorsal armor is completely softened around it, it will fall off the turtle's back, and when the entire back of the hundreds of dorsal armor is all gone, the female will also enter the next growth period.

Looking at them one by one, Mo Xiaobai finally came to the highest point of the island.

The big stump in front of you is two meters tall just on the back of the stele.

"Senior, can you hear me?" His right hand pressed on the edge of the back armor of the big man, and Mo Xiaobai smiled and said, "It stands to reason that my people shouldn't be able to catch you, right?" ”

Lao Xun didn't move, but Mo Xiaobai received a mental fluctuation in his mind: "Human, I have seen countless moonrises and sunsets here, and you have disturbed me. ”

"That junior has to apologize, but I think you're enjoying the sun here." Mo Xiaobai laughed, and was a little surprised at the bottom of his heart, because the big sage in front of him gave him the feeling that he looked like a unicorn clan.

Although it is not as strong as the divine beast, it is also close to the immortal beast.

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Xiaobai suddenly thought of something, and brushed his right hand over the surrounding back armor: "Senior, if I'm not mistaken, you can't suppress these back armor from falling off." ”

Although the more times the Gang clan molts, the stronger they become, this is not necessarily a good thing.

For example, the old man in front of him, if he continues to transform, he will reach the immortal level, and it is easy for him to molt, but once he molts, the energy he needs to absorb will be increased by dozens of times, or even a hundred times.

Once it enters the molting stage, there is not enough food to be found, and it is very likely that the old man will die on the way to the advancement, even if this advancement process can be said to be without the slightest danger.

"Human, you're smart."

In the transmission of the old man, there are endless vicissitudes. Mo Xiaobai shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "Each other, but if I help you advance to the immortal beast, you have to give me something in return." ”

"If you can be promoted to the immortal rank, the old man can protect this place for you."

"How long?"

"One year, one year later, the old man will go to find a way back to the clan land."

"That's not a good deal." Mo Xiaobai pursed his lips, how is it possible for you to be such a big foodie for a year, in exchange for me to prepare so many resources for you.

"Guarding this place for ten years, and in these ten years, I can help you find the true clan land of the Gan Clan. If there is no news after 10 years, the seniors can leave. ”