Today, the Hanjiang River was very lively. Smoke was rising from the chimneys by the river, and the spicy smell of chili and cumin was permeating the air. Who else could it be but Fang Ziyu and the others who were roasting fish?
Beside them, there was a huge ice crystal that was three meters tall and five meters in diameter. There were about 10 fish frozen inside. There were red carps, snow-white loaches, and some other strange mutated fish. These were all Type 2 existences.
Fang Ziyu had picked out some fish with decent meat quality from the hundred-plus fish. The rest of the fish had been fed to Xiao Bing with their crystal cores. Xiao Bing threw the ones that she couldn't finish into the river and were soon eaten by the other fish monsters.
Actually, the fish could be sold for money, but Fang Ziyu called someone and asked him to move it over. After weighing the pros and cons, Fang Ziyu gave up.
