Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

Monkey Kingdom officials recently heard from fishermen that a Chinese ship had arrived. Based on the fishermen's description, they speculated it was a ship exploring for oil on the seabed. Since it's so close to our country, we should be the ones to mine it, even though we can't do it yet. What's been theirs since ancient times is ours!

So they dressed up the navy soldiers as fishermen and equipped them with Molotov cocktails and stones to harass the probe ship.

But the Chinese probe was too persistent. After being harassed several times, it still refused to leave. So this time, they dispatched six fishing boats, loaded with Molotov cocktails and rocks, ready for a major attack.

I never thought that before I could achieve anything, two of them would be sunk. That was the boat I rented from the fishermen, and I had to accompany the boat when I returned.

Tragically, the diesel fuel for the remaining four boats had mysteriously vanished. Could the enemy be protected by divine intervention? Although China had dispatched two large ships to protect the exploration vessel, they believed they wouldn't dare fire at their fishing boats. Internationally, it would tarnish their reputation, with accusations of bullying. Surprisingly, they didn't, but the outcome was even more unacceptable.

Watching the boat drift eastward, further and further from home, despair washed over them. It was dinnertime, and their stomachs rumbled. They had no gas and couldn't get home, but they still had to eat. Who knew in a few hours the army wouldn't see the boat and send a boat to pick them up? So the eighteen people gathered on the middle boat started preparing food, and the youngest was assigned to cook. He slumped over as he prepared to start. They too believed in the saying, "Eighteen monkeys travel together, and the youngest suffers!"

This guy's name is Ruan Zhonghua. He walked to the kitchen on the boat, took out an iron pot and came to the bag of grain. A strange smell came into his nose, and Ruan Zhonghua frowned. What's going on? Who brought snacks?

He opened the bag of food and took a look. He was stunned. Oh my god, a bag of cow poop. He shouted, "Come here quickly!"

The others thought the boat was leaking again, so they all ran over and looked in the direction of Ruan Zhonghua's finger. They were all confused. What kind of treasure was this to hold the food? Do you want us to steam it or stew it?

Their supplies were all loaded by troops, and when they were loaded, the army leaders were giving them a pep talk to boost morale. So no one was paying attention to what others were loading. "Oh my god, how can we eat this? I can't eat it. We don't have the skills of the Indians."

As soon as the bags were opened, the smell immediately spread out, and two guys immediately leaned over the side of the boat and vomited! The group of people scattered and ran to their respective boats. When they opened the food bags, they were dumbfounded, thinking to themselves, "This is over, it's really Barbie Q!"

While the eighteen monkeys were desperately guzzling cold water to satisfy their hunger, Mo'er organized everyone to go fishing again. She scanned the sea with her mind and saw a large group of groupers wandering around looking for food. So she immediately got some spiritual spring water around the boat, and the fish rushed over as if they had found delicious food, circling around the boat!

The grouper, renowned for its delicate texture and delicious flavor, is a treasure of my country's South China Sea. Whether braised, steamed, or in soup, it perfectly captures its delicious flavor. Steamed grouper is particularly delicious, its flesh as tender as tofu, melting in a single sip, leaving your mouth filled with the freshness and sweetness of the ocean, a truly unforgettable experience.