After a few minutes, a small seabird flew over like a bolt of lightning, circling back and forth over his head. The crown feathers on its head were black, and the coverts on its back, shoulders and wings were light gray and white, and it suddenly followed him.
It was the same as the black-billed crested tern he had seen in the Gray Island waters before, but it was a little bigger!
He stretched out his hand tentatively and said, "Come down, little one."
The tern seemed to understand what he said. It flapped its wings and flew down. It was not afraid of him at all. It landed on his shoulder and pecked his cheek with its dark yellow beak, like a naughty child.
Like a spoiled child.
"Ah, this is the Black-billed Crested Tern, a mythical bird! It is extremely close to the most dangerous level of extinction. Brother Dongzi, why do I think this little guy knows you?"
Wang Erjun, the second grade boy in middle school, was the most careless. He didn't have the anxiety of his parents at the moment, and shouted with surprise on his face.
The fishermen who make a living in the sea also know something about the black-billed crested tern, which is listed as a critically endangered species. Knowing that this seabird is the rarest bird in China, they are also curious and come over to take a look.
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The black-billed crested tern also let them look at it, not afraid of animals, because Yin Dong was combing its feathers, and there was a trace of dragon essence on his fingers, which made it enjoy it extremely.
Yin Dong teased the little seagull for a while, threw it away, waved his hand and said, "Go and play."
The little tern circled three times above his head, chirped softly, flapped its wings and flew away.
Wang Erjun said with great regret: "Brother Dongzi, this is a black-billed crested tern, a rare bird. Why don't you raise it? I think it should be willing to let you raise it."
"How can a domesticated sparrow survive the wind and rain?"
Yin Dong finished speaking with a faint smile, then glanced around and found that except for Wang Erjun and a few other heartless fishermen, the other fishermen all had sad expressions on their faces. They obviously felt that they were out of the protection of the fleet and had no confidence in their hearts.
, no sense of security.
In fact, if such a mess hadn't happened today, he really wouldn't have thought of taking everyone away.
It can be said that he made an impulsive decision on the spur of the moment without any plan or arrangement.
Even so, his father and fellow villagers followed him without hesitation, without flinching or complaining. They just followed him to the vast sea and headed towards more dangerous sea areas.
In the future, there will no longer be safe warships for them to rest, nor will there be a round-the-clock supply of hot meals, dishes and hot water. If they are injured, there will no longer be medical staff to treat them.
There are even medicines!
Everyone knew it, but they still followed!
This was a kind of silent trust that was heavy on his heart and made his whole heart warm.
Yin Dong smiled, his green face reflected the golden sunshine, and his smile was particularly bright.
He said in a relaxed tone: "Uncles and brothers, next we need to get a group of sea monsters for everyone to contract with. You can choose the species. From now on, we will be beast-controlling fishermen. We will eat and drink from the sea."
Perhaps it was the expectation of becoming a beast-controlling fisherman, or perhaps it was Yin Dong's relaxed tone that made the sadness in everyone's brows fade away, and the somewhat solemn atmosphere instantly became lively, and everyone spoke.
"Ahaha, beast-controlling fishermen, so cool!"
"Erjun, you are a bastard, your spittle flew into my face!"
"Stop making trouble! Let's get down to business!"
"Yeah, stop arguing and let Dongzi explain the next arrangements."
"Dongzi, it's easy to eat. You can catch shrimps from the sea, but where's the water to drink?"
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Amidst the commotion like a duck frying, the boy in middle school said in a tone that didn't deserve a beating: "You have been fishing for half your life, why should you ask Dongzi about such a trivial matter?"
Yin Dong couldn't help but look at Wang Erjun and smile, wanting to see what solution he could come up with.
Wang Erjun still had a bright mind and said logically: "There must be islands in the sea. If you find the islands, you will have fresh water. There will also be rainwater. Let's go back and build some stone troughs for water storage to collect the rainwater. Old
Dad, if you are timid, just contract a big turtle, float on the sea, and take care of everyone's logistics supplies."
This was in retaliation for the strong potsticker his father had rewarded just now, but Wang Erjun's suggestion did make the fishermen think it was reasonable.
"Yes, we need a big turtle. When we can't find an island, we can rest on its back, practice training, and use it as a storage room."
"Brother Fulin, Erjun's proposal is very good."
"That's very good. Then you can make a contract with Turtle."
"How can that be done? This is a good job that your own son snatched for you. Hahaha, we all think that you are the most suitable to contract with the Turtles. Everyone, don't you think so?"
"Yes, Uncle Fulin, it's you. You are highly respected. Only with you guarding our base camp can we feel at ease!"
"I also have an idea. When we encounter an island with trees, should we get some rafts and tie them to the turtles to put the collected resources on them?"
"You can have this, take note! Does anyone have any other ideas?"
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Listening to everyone's discussion, the atmosphere was warm and cheerful, and Yin Dong couldn't help but laugh.
The super soldiers who followed also listened with interest, gradually joined the fishermen's discussion, and soon formed a detailed action plan.
Yin Dong said to the old hairtail monster: "Take us to find a big turtle."
The old hairtail fish monster actually knows the nest of an old sea turtle. It is also an old sea monster that has lived for several disaster eras. It is said that it may live longer than the stone fish monster. It is an old sea monster with a trace of dragon blood.
Old Dragon Turtle.
Yin Dong was puzzled: "This is a sea area in the secular world. How come there are so many old sea monsters that have lived for several disaster eras? Why don't you go to the cultivation world?"
The old hairtail monster said that before the advent of the Disaster Era, sea monsters like them would find places to sleep, and their nests were usually chosen in the spiritual veins. As for the distinction between the cultivation world and the secular world that Yin Dong mentioned, it could not
clear.
It only knows that after the era of disaster has passed, the spiritual veins will not be nourished and the spiritual energy will become increasingly exhausted. Only by closing the entrance to the spiritual veins and entering a state of slumber can they ensure that they can survive until the era of disaster comes.
Yin Dong asked in shock: "So, after the era of disaster passed and the spiritual veins disappeared, is it because you sealed the spiritual veins?"
The old hairtail monster said no, saying that the planet was shrouded in formations, and the appearance and disappearance of spiritual veins were all controlled by the formations.
This statement made Yin Dong feel very fantasy and he was doubtful about it.
Chapter completed!