Ice Sea Lord: Starting with Intelligence Update

The eight-nautical-mile voyage ended quickly, taking only half an hour for the Blue Ocean to operate at low power.

The all-new Tier 2 Phantom Engine is mounted at the rear of the Fortress, providing so much power that even those in the seat experience a strong sense of being pushed back into their seats.

It has a rather wild and unrestrained feel to it.

During this time, someone reported that the fishing team had caught a big catch using basic equipment such as the newly added harpoons at the fortress.

The glistening flesh and blood were dissected and dissected, covering a large open space.

It weighed a full fifteen tons. Luckily, it was a sub-adult Starfire Hornwhale, otherwise, how could they have gotten it so easily?

A second-tier monster will always have an elemental core inside its body, and the quality of the elemental core produced inside its body varies depending on its racial attributes.

The higher the quality rating, the more noticeable the durability and effectiveness.

In the production of enchanted weapons and certain technologies, the more good raw materials the better.

Just then, he pulled a large, full, vermilion crystal from his pocket.

It was about half the size of his fist, glowing with a red light, and was lying steadily in his palm.

Just like the one He Feng found inside the first-tier BOSS he killed, it's definitely a high-quality breed with low impurities.

It was handed over by a few overly enthusiastic fishermen who shamelessly offered it to them.

Perhaps it was because they thought that having produced such a valuable treasure, they should show off to the lord, as if that would make him favor them more.

They recounted the fierce battles they fought with sea monsters, seemingly eager to claim the credit and bestow fame and fortune upon me in just a few words, displaying an unreserved attitude.

After feigning shock, He Feng expressionlessly ordered the group to leave, leaving behind only one sentence.

"We'll discuss it again." After saying that, you could see the disappointment on their faces from behind.

However, that has nothing to do with him.

He handles official business strictly, and if he wanted to, he could use the intelligence system to see clearly when someone is living beyond their means.

Ensuring absolute fairness is also one of the necessary factors for the healthy development of the fortress.

Suddenly, the clicking sound of the ship's walls rubbing against the ice stopped abruptly.

The Azure, which was still slowly moving due to inertia, had come to a stop. Its position was just right, and it was only a few meters away from the corpse of the man in black.

You can't see it at all unless you stand on the nearest platform.

He Feng rushed out of the captain's cabin, nimbly leaped down from the gangway connecting the upper and lower decks, and landed steadily on the bridge.

After walking several dozen steps, they finally arrived at the terrace closest to the scene of the crime.

It was surrounded by a huge crowd, but was eventually separated by a cordon by armed personnel.

The crowd left a wide gap for He Feng, who walked to the cordon with a smile on his face.

"You've worked hard." He Feng smiled and patted the shoulder of the crew member dressed in armor.

The crew member nervously pulled back the safety tape for He Feng, trying his best to hide his overjoyed mood.

"My lord, you've finally arrived."

He Feng nodded politely, then peered through the opening, leaped a few steps, and jumped onto the second deck.

Looking down.

From here, you can clearly see a group of people in full white protective suits handling a corpse.

The viscous blood had frozen solid, and scraping the flesh off the ice would be a delicate task.

They could only work crouching on the ice, and had to be constantly on guard against the possibility of death.

Moreover, the stench emanating from the corpse, resembling athlete's foot, caused those people to complain and gag even while wearing masks.

Besides.

There is also Fang Tianan, who is currently watching over this group of people to prevent any unexpected changes.

In case of any unforeseen circumstances, at least a few people can be saved.

But he didn't seem to pay much attention to his surroundings; his gaze was fixed on the corpse, as if he wanted to stick his whole body to it.

His seemingly serious and taciturn personality actually contains a subtle sense of solemnity.

"So, have you figured out what it is?"

He Feng climbed down the rope ladder hanging down by himself, found the right spot, and jumped precisely onto a fairly thick piece of ice, asking eagerly.

Seeing He Feng's reckless actions, the group exclaimed in unison.

"Sir, how could you come down onto the ice? What if a sea monster attacks you?"

He Feng waved his hand casually to indicate that he was fine. After all, his current strength allowed him to face any sudden disaster without fear, and besides, he did not want to be treated specially.

He walked quickly to the body that had just died.

The corpse was sitting on the ground, its entire body in a kneeling position, and the piece of flesh that was missing from the abdomen, which I remembered, was now perfectly intact.

Moreover, they had no means of keeping warm. Considering the extremely poor quality of the purple robe, it's hard to imagine how a person could move in such extreme cold.

Pushing aside the hood that covered the face, a sallow and somewhat malnourished face came into view.

"That's strange?" He Feng rubbed his chin, marveling.

He clearly remembered that on the high platform, he was confronting a humanoid creature that resembled an octopus.

Where are the tentacles? Where is the purple blood? And where is the purple lamp that the Taoist priest wore on its forehead?

One question after another flooded He Feng's mind, making him eager to find the answer.

"Get the scissors," He Feng said to the crew member beside him.

One of the crew members immediately handed He Feng a pair of scissors that were tucked into his waistband.

Taking the scissors, He Feng held his breath and made a vertical cut from the top of his hat.

The dry linen coat was pulled open, revealing the full contents inside.

His body was emaciated, the flesh on his bones was deeply sunken, and the skin on his ribs covered the bones, forming several grooves.

All the structures in the body are like medical teaching aids in a laboratory covered with a layer of skin.

Apart from a gaping hole in his head, there were no other wounds on his body, leaving only one fatal injury.

"Well, at least we've confirmed that this thing is still a person."

Even the pool of purple blood that he had clearly seen gushing out of this guy had now turned into normal red bloodstains.

A large pool, yes, a large pool of blood from a emaciated person.

But how could that be!

The investigation results contradicted his memory, and everything seemed out of place, which made He Feng even more resentful.

"Have you found anything else here?" He Feng took a deep breath and turned to ask the onlookers.

"No, my lord, it's been like this ever since we arrived," a staff member holding a shovel replied immediately, his tone casual.

Seeing that he couldn't get any details out of him, he paced back and forth for a few steps in despair, resigning himself to having come up empty-handed.

But at this moment, Fang Tianan, who had been silent, spoke up.

"Perhaps I should know something."