Chapter 737: Sleep

Various strange marine creatures were encountered in the process of continuing towards the conch salvage point.

A thick fog swept across the deck.

A woman, beautiful in figure, clad only in seashells appeared... However, compared to ordinary people, she had a massive snail shell strapped to her back.

Perhaps she was imbued with the charming ability,

Or perhaps the crew members, who spent most of their lives without coming into contact with the opposite sex, were unable to suppress their desires born out of such deprivation.

Even knowing that something was off, they still extended their arms, wishing to embrace this snail woman closely...

When the embrace was initiated,

The woman's body would split open from the middle, countless hard-shelled little feet firmly clasping the embracing individual, all the while secreting a thick acidic substance to pre-digest the 'food'.