Chapter 25: Shell !????!!

Thanks to Nangong Di's hard work, everyone finally managed to strand the ice claw turtle on the beach. Fishing nets were wrapped around its exposed claws, while Nangong Ding created an artificial ice path to guide it. Luo Zheng and five soldiers then hauled the massive turtle, weighing hundreds of thousands of pounds, away from the sea.

This ensured that even if the turtle managed to break free from the ice, it couldn't return to the sea without Nicotine's approval. Nicotine's lightning magic would be weakened across the water, unable to stop the turtle from escaping, but once it reached the shore, they'd have the upper hand.

Ten minutes later, most of the ice around the turtle had melted, leaving it emitting green smoke with a burnt smell. Nicotine proudly stood beside it, arms crossed.

Lei Jiu praised Nicotine first, knowing that verbal praise often worked better than tangible rewards with him. Then he sent someone to call the Fire Defense Brigade to deal with the turtle spirit in Huanghuang Island's sea area before heading out to sea again with the group.

Although they suspected the claw turtle was behind the attacks on the fishing spots, Lei Jiu didn't want to take any chances with the fishing team's safety. He decided to repeat the bait and trap operation to confirm.

Nangong Ding could only be exhausted by now. Lei Jiu urged him to rest on the boat while they continued their mission.

At dusk, after more than three hours of drifting at the fishing spot, Lei Jiu signaled the end of their mission. "It seems the threat is over. Everyone's done! Tomorrow, Lao Tang can go back to fishing as usual."

With Lei Jiu's order, the six fishing boats began to return. Luo Zheng and several militiamen even discussed the taste of the turtle's meat and whether it was delicious.

Lei Jiu, tearing at a piece of cooked claw turtle meat, asked Nicotine if it was really useless, feeling disappointed by Nicotine's previous statement. He had hoped that such a big claw turtle would have more value beyond its shell.

"Islander," Nicotine explained, "this clawed turtle's only remarkable feature is its longevity and size. Its shell might have value as a rare magic material, but its other parts are worthless."

"Oh, sorry, it seems there's a use for it after all," Nicotine pointed to the piece of meat in Lei Jiu's hand.

"What?"

"It can exercise the muscles around the mouth!"

"Nicotine, be honest!"

"What?"

"You weren't really resealed because you wanted to complete the task of finding the inheritor for Brakada, right?"

"Huh? What do you mean, Island owner?"

"Your humor is too cold, and it's easy to freeze people, so those archmages have to accept you for their own health!"

"So you're saying any magical beast is more powerful than this claw turtle?" This seems inconsistent with what Luo Zheng said before!

He mentioned that the weakest beast can be defeated alone if its combat strength exceeds 50, but today, this big turtle, even though they seem easy to deal with, has combat powers of 80+ and 90+.

"You can't compare them like that. It depends on the species. A clawed turtle that can grow to such a large size is not weak, and it's harder for ordinary people to deal with. If it becomes a monster, its strength is stronger than that of ordinary monsters. Just like for humans, a rabbit monster isn't necessarily easier to deal with than a mad elephant."

Oh!

Lei Jiu understood, meaning he had to look at the basics.

If the basics aren't good, even if you transform, you won't be able to fight against the rich and handsome.

If you want to successfully counterattack, you must either possess the system or go back to the past; otherwise, you can only reincarnate and start over. I'm going, even World of Warcraft is so realistic?

Well, don't complain here. Originally, he wasn't a pure loser. In terms of background, he was a standard rich and noble son, but he screwed everything up.

Now, he's given up everything on Earth and boarded the colony spaceship. He's about to welcome a brand new beginning. The past is like smoke, let it drift away with the wind!

Uh, just after scolding Nicotine, he got a hypocritical disease. Lei Jiu immediately reflected. For some unknown reason, his mind would automatically wander from time to time.

This won't do; think more about realistic things and less about these things.

Looking at the old piece of meat in his hand that he had only taken a small bite of, Lei Jiu decided to continue eating it and finish it as soon as possible. This is also part of the real struggle, right!

"Ding! Players are sincere for the people; their deeds are spread among the islanders, they are deeply loved, and the islanders' hearts are +5."

Huh? What happened?

Lei Jiu was confused when he heard the system prompt. Although he felt what he did was okay, he shouldn't belong to the type of people who needed to be overthrown.

But... the deeds spread among the islanders? When did he do something big, and how could he not know?

In fact, there must not have been any major events, but the fishermen, touched by the sincerity of the island owner and his care for the wounded earlier in the day, spontaneously promoted Lei Jiu during dinner in the evening.

In addition, over the past two weeks, Lei Jiu and the islanders have shared weal and woe, worked together, and eaten together, which is very convincing in their actions, and finally contributed to the occurrence of this unexpected incident.

Of course, after thinking it over a few times, Lei Jiu could probably figure it out. What he couldn't figure out was why it was tonight? And what triggers or catalyzes the occurrence of the popular sentiment-raising event?

After thinking about it for a long time, the conclusion is... I don't know, I don't know, anyway... it's just right to keep it up, (*^â–½^*).

The next day, Lei Jiu recruited Nangong Di, Nicotine, Luo Zheng, and his party who were with him yesterday.

In front of them was an oversized turtle shell covered with mottled and simple textures.

Lei Jiu felt that if this thing was brought to Earth and he pointed to the lines on the back of the turtle shell and said it was Hetu Luoshu, many people would probably believe it.

"How do we grind this thing?" Nicotine glanced at Lei Jiu and said nothing.

Looking at Nicotine's loyalty, which had just climbed to 70, Lei Jiu wasn't very happy. If loyalty is low, it's not good, especially for those with strength who love to ignore him.

Nangong Di, who was nearby, stood up to help the island owner. "It's not too much trouble; just use a sledgehammer to break it into small pieces, then continue to use a small hammer to break it into even smaller pieces, and then just use a roller to grind it. It's a delicate activity, which doesn't require any skills, just more time."

After speaking, Nangong Di glanced at Luo Zheng and his militiamen, and the meaning was self-evident. Look, there's ready-made labor force here.

Lei Jiu, "..."

Luo Zheng's six people, "..."