Chapter 588 Loss or Profit
"It works! See! It works!"
"What do you think of your horse? Block the gap over there first!"
If the ship's new version of the undead walking zombies of Kurogiri Island should be described as disgusting, then this black oil tentacle monster is really a scumbag. It has an incredible resistance to beatings, ignores calcium sucking, has no trauma, and is bloodthirsty. , Super resistant to evil fire.
All things considered, only Li Laixi could deal full damage to this thing.
Li Cang didn't know what kind of mineral or raw material the acid bomb used. He only knew that after the insects corroded the earth and stone with acid, they would produce raw materials for honeycomb building materials and acid fermentation tanks. It can't be said that they can be found everywhere, but there were no insects. The swarm is short of goods, which is theoretically easier to obtain than the hive building materials. The acid pool that the swarm transports back the acid material can be used to make acid bombs at any time after a short fermentation. This thing itself is already better than worker bees and the like. The acid spit out by itself is slightly more corrosive, and the explosive power after being made into an acid bomb should not be underestimated.
All in all, the acid bomb can be said to have done a great job. It is cheaper and easier to use than the Thunderbolt. Apart from a larger side effect and almost no benefits, it basically has no shortcomings.
Li Cang instantly regained his fighting spirit. This battle can be fought!
Lao Wang gave an order, and the overwhelming acid bombs and worker bees carried out inhumane torture on the black oil tentacle monsters.
Yes, it is abuse!
This has nothing to do with whether the young insect swarm has reached the peak of strength. They only need to spit acid and throw acid bombs from a distance and at high altitude. The tentacle monster's short hands of 578 meters can't even reach it. There is nothing the swarm can do.
If there wasn't a sea of black oil underneath the empty island, this battle might be simpler and more one-sided. Li Cang even only had to throw these things under the island. Even if he didn't die, there would be endless lava that would repeatedly ravage and baptize him.
The battlefield situation, which had become precarious due to the addition of tentacle monsters, was instantly reversed. Lao Wang communicated with the queen bee, and the queen bee was very confident that the frequency of airdrops and the density of firepower were not enough to drain the hive's acid pool stock - don't forget , there is a wild island not far away that has not completely sunk for the insects to stop their losses in time!
"Then wait for the hammer and give me a full-scale counterattack, eh?"
Lao Wang choked back half of what he said, because he found that Teacher Cang's decision to never let go of the right to use the acid bomb was very correct. With almost just one intensive airdrop, all the weeds and vegetation on the surface of the air island were instantly wiped out in two minutes. Finally, a whole layer was cut off from the front half of the air island, which had a higher firepower density, at least a 4-meter-thick layer!
This is not a reversal of the war, it's clearly a strategy of mutual destruction.
And it’s not just the thickness of the soil that has been eroded. It is estimated that if you dig a few meters deeper into the soil, you won’t be able to grow any plants in a short time!
Lao Wang almost vomited blood when he discovered the problem. Without weeds, shrubs and other plants, it meant that food had to be used to support meat livestock and Shire horses. This was a huge consumption that almost no one could accept.
"Don't worry about it!" Li Cang gritted his teeth and said, "Hit me! The plants in the underground space can support it for a while, and you can just find some repairs. Kill them all for me, and don't even think about running away!"
Tentacle monsters should be a kind of intensively active creature. After launching several rounds of charges in a swarm, their numbers gradually became less and less, and the zombies of Black Mist Island became the main attack force again.
At the end of the last round of difficult cluster impact, the time has reached noon on the third day.
The two main islands of Li Cang and Lao Wang have shrunk completely, and the altitude has dropped by at least 30 meters. Li Cang's 220,000 destiny coins were wiped out, and Li Lai Si was resurrected 148 times.
There are no black oil tentacle monsters to be seen at all. Without this big help, the walking zombies of Black Mist Island will no longer be able to make waves, and their harvest is high-density energy matrix calculated in tons, bundled in bundles. There are 100,000 zombies with black oily monster skins and piles of zombie corpses piled up in mills.
Lao Wang did a little calculation and found that he could redeem nearly 300,000 destiny coins from Xiaobi Zaizi only by counting the high-density energy matrix!
Of course, Li Cang was reluctant to sacrifice the high-density energy matrix that could feed almost all the servants of destiny and the second son of the bloodline (true) for nothing. No fool would do this, but at least it proved that this time he had fought a fat battle. It belongs to fighting to support war.
"What's the price of these leathers?"
"It's okay."
The skin of the black oil tentacle monster is extremely tough and impact-resistant. Even if it is just draped on the body, it can withstand rifle bullets of average caliber and prevent ordinary people from breaking bones and tendons. That was what Dalei Zi did back then. This is how you get a close-fitting soft leather jacket that can be called a nightclub jersey.
The value of the sacrifice given by Xiaobi Zaizi is roughly between 270 and 500 depending on the size and degree of damage. It is already very expensive. However, Li Cang feels that this thing will definitely not be simply sacrificed in exchange for money. He will use part of it himself and take out the other part. Wouldn't it be nice to exchange a little money with the survivors to spend it?
Teacher Cang even came up with the idea of the little lady. The little lady’s top sewing skills and the little coin boy’s prayers can directly make this thing into an armor lining or a finished product similar to the windbreaker they are using now.
hiss!
I, Timi, lead the capitalist family!
Facing the tyrannical third-level zombies all over the sky island, Teacher Cang was still distracted, drooling and distracted.
Promotion must be done well. You can make a quick profit at the 3/7 base. In the future, you will inevitably encounter various survivors taking advantage of you on the track. Good goods of this quality cannot be called high no matter how high the price is. Kill or cheat?
"Suck."
Just when Li Cang was overwhelmed by the beautiful fantasy of the future, Li Leisi suddenly reminded him: "We should be rushing out of the black oil sea soon. These zombies are just crazy."
"That's perfect!" Li Cang said, "Our coin reserves are almost at the bottom again. If we don't go out, we can only sacrifice some tentacles and energy matrix in exchange for coins to summon the little ones to hold on."
"My God, it's finally over!"
Old Wang was so moved that he almost fell to the ground on the spot. Even if he prayed to return to his body, he would have a mental breakdown if he continued like this.
"Don't be a fool!" Li Cang didn't think so. He roared angrily: "It's not over yet, come on, and make a fortune in the end!"
Losses and gains are parallel, but fighting completely on the main island of Sky Island requires an additional loss, and this kind of loss is the kind that cannot be made up with the coin of destiny, and can only be simply relied on annexation.
According to the simple conversion of Li Leisi's sacrifice of the sky island, each cubic meter of sky island land is equivalent to more than 9 fate coins. After this tough battle, the surface of Li Cang and Lao Wang's 10 square kilometers of sky island was cut off by an average of 30 meters.
He~
This is why Li Cang was furious.
Profit?
There is no such thing as pure profit in Mr. Cang's dictionary!
He always sees how much he has lost!
