Ice Sea Lord: Starting with Intelligence Update

Crab legs, crab roe, and crab breast meat were displayed in a dazzling array, much like a bustling market.

The crab meat glitters with a star-like sheen, tender and juicy; even eating it raw is enough to whet one's appetite.

The bottom of the pot is even more special, with a reddish sheen floating on the surface, and it takes on a hint of spiciness when heated.

Its main ingredient is the fiery pepper from the crop of the giant crab, which comes from the lava layer of an underwater volcano and is a spicy ingredient that is hard to find in the icy sea.

He Feng and the others found quite a few seeds that had not yet been fully digested inside; these... were considered bonus items.

Anyway, it's still edible after washing.

In this cold winter, what could be more stylish than a crab hot pot?

"Since you've come to my humble abode, I don't have much to offer you. I'll just have these local specialties to make do," He Feng said with a forced smile.

"The dishes are all served, please make yourselves at home."

This shameless and unpretentious talk completely shocked the refugees.

"No, this script isn't right. Shouldn't you be enslaving us, depriving us of sleep, restricting our food, and then exploiting us to death?"

"Good heavens, what am I seeing? This whole table of giant crab meat is enough to buy hundreds of my lives!"

"No, I have to defect. I'm sorry, White Dove, I've decided to join the more authoritative group, Azure."

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell, echoing throughout the cafeteria for a long time.

I thought the Azure crew were all country bumpkins, but it turns out I'm the one who's never seen the world.

In the past, the best food they could access was nothing more than canned synthetic meat and algae bread; they never dared to imagine that they could eat fresh food.

The other party was so generous and magnanimous, serving up food that was rarely seen even on the city lord's table without saying a word. Was there any need to question their intentions?

In short, if you follow him, you'll get what you deserve!

This is a good person, an absolutely wonderful person!

He Feng observed the reactions of the many refugees with satisfaction; many of them had clearly been swayed by the sweet talk and promises.

He had so much crab meat that it didn't hurt him at all to use it as a reward.

If such a large quantity of reserves were to circulate in the market, it would likely affect the price of giant crab meat. It would be more worthwhile to invest in it for the long term.

The allure of crab meat is so strong that many people are already itching to try it.

Some people no longer cared about being reserved; the accumulated hunger on the refugee ship had driven them to irrationality, and their withered hands picked up the huge crab leg meat and began to gnaw on it.

"It smells so good! I've never eaten anything so delicious in my life."

"Waaaah, as expected of the flesh of the Mineral Crab, I have no regrets even if I die now."

This is indeed a way to fully experience the original ecology of food. Although He Feng was surprised by the scene before him, he didn't have much to say.

The crew of the Azure, however, presented a completely different picture.

They sat down in small groups, not rushing to eat, but calmly chatting and quietly waiting for the smoke from the hot pot to rise.

Countless crew members sneered inwardly, quietly refraining from reminding the refugees of the correct way to eat, subtly carrying out the seasoned gourmands' disdain for the novice!

The two rivers are clearly distinct, forming two unique dividing lines.

They ate like wild beasts, just to fill their stomachs, while waiting for the food to ripen, maintaining a dignified and proper demeanor.

This is utterly disgraceful for Lin Qingqing and the others, who come from a more civilized background!

"Everyone, everyone!" Lin Qingqing shouted, but it had no effect in the extremely noisy environment.

She had no choice but to bury her head deeper and deeper into the ground.

Incompetent and a bad husband.

"No, you're not eating like this right." A shout came from the refugee table, catching He Feng's attention.

He Feng looked around and, in the noisy hall, caught sight of the young man named Ji Chun frantically snatching food from the mouths of other refugees.

"Go away, go away! If you're not eating, don't bother others. I don't need you disturbing my last meal!"

A fat refugee suddenly shoved Ji Chunqi to the ground.

Perhaps due to the immense impact, the young man grabbed the tablecloth and pulled it sharply, spilling food and the bottom of the pot all over the floor.

"You idiot, if you want to starve, don't drag me into it. It's all your fault that such good ingredients have been wasted." The fat man was aggressive, his face bulging with veins.

"What kind of person are you? This heating structure is meant to enhance the flavor of food. Aren't you just ruining it?" Ji Chun retorted, still trying to argue her point.

After saying that, the fat man grabbed Ji Chun's collar and grinned maliciously.

"Kid, you're pretty tough. Back in the inner city, nobody dared to mess with me. I've been caught today, but I'm not going to survive anyway."

"You'll just have to be my scapegoat!"

The fist is raised, ready to strike fiercely.

"Stop!" He Feng stood up high in the front hall, his roar turning into a wave of sound, his momentum overwhelming.

The noisy scene was immediately silenced, and everyone fell silent.

Such a powerful aura from Fang Bo is not something that can be generated simply by having a loud voice; it is a suppressive force unique to evolved beings.

The many refugees present were all horrified, their jaws clenching as they chewed.

"This guy's in trouble."

"Isn't that right? To actually make the boss angry, they must be tired of living."

The crew members of the Azure around them whispered among themselves, trembling with fear at He Feng's rage.

"Evolvers! Their lord is an evolved being!"

Upon seeing this scene, someone immediately exclaimed in shock.

Evolver.

The refugees' legs went weak at the mere mention of the word.

Some even vomited suddenly, their faces covered in sweat and tears, their reverence bordering on panic!

The Evolvers are extremely expensive beasts to cultivate on the icy sea, and their individual strength is evident to everyone.

Powerful, terrifying, and expensive.

Because their recently deceased city lord was a powerful evolved warrior who had fought in numerous battles.

His strength has reached the terrifying level 3. It is rumored that his full-force strike alone can penetrate a 10-millimeter-thick steel plate!

It can be said that evolved beings are not very useful in naval warfare, but once both sides need to engage in large-scale melee, evolved beings are undoubtedly a war machine that kills without hesitation.

The old city lords were renowned for their military exploits, but their enemies were also left with countless corpses.

His power made these survivors even more afraid of the evolved beings' tyranny!

Keep your head down, don't look. Only by not being watched can you have any hope of survival.

All the refugees did this in unison, desperately trying to hide their sobs.

What He Feng hates most are these brainless troublemakers.

And you even dared to lay a hand on my precious talent, how dare you?

He Feng stood there imposingly, taking a small step forward.

In a moment of stunned silence, he was already standing in front of the fat refugee.

The fat refugee felt nothing but a gust of wind that swept over him, filled with the intent to devour him alive.

The fat man was terrified, and Ji Chun, whom he was holding, cried out as he was knocked to the ground.

The overwhelming fear rendered him speechless; he knew what kind of thing he had provoked.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, please don't..." the fat man pleaded desperately.

He Feng's entire body erupted with a faint white light, and blood light ran through his muscles, making him look like a ferocious god!

A white light flowed, and the power gathered at the tip of the fist, bursting forth with a roar.

"Someone like you doesn't qualify as my guest," He Feng said, raising his eyes.

"Go to hell!"

The force of the punch suddenly erupted in the fat man's chest, but it did not actually touch him; rather, it was the immense pressure of the punch.

A powerful strike through the vacuum.

The fat man bled from all seven orifices, convulsed for a while, and died a gruesome death.

"Carry this guy away, don't spoil the guests' enjoyment of the meal," He Feng ordered coldly.

Several crew members carried the body away, and with a splash as the heavy object fell into the water, the fat refugee's existence vanished into thin air.

As the white light faded, He Feng withdrew his oppressive aura, and his approachable and kind face returned to normal.

He helped Ji Chun, who was still groaning in pain, to her feet, his face full of guilt: "If you're alright, come eat at my place."

The hotpot hasn't boiled yet, so this prime time is perfect for discussing important matters.