Even a dragon soul would not be happy to eat moldy biscuits.

Fang Yu scratched his head when he saw this: "I can't help it. Most of the food has become moldy due to the bad weather on the ship for more than a week. I have preserved these biscuits well. When I get to the town, I will definitely get some fresh food."

Tata raised his head and looked at him: "Actually, I don't need to eat, Mr. Knight."

But Fang Yu shook his head: "You're already used to it, aren't you? I like to watch you eat."

The goblin lady was slightly startled, but remained silent and did not refute.

In this world full of water vapor, neither of them could sleep. Fang Plover hung on the hammock, like an inchworm weaving a cocoon. He quietly looked at the dark roof of the tent and suddenly asked: "

Any news in the community?”

Facts have proven that if a person is lazy once, he will become lazier and lazier.

Ever since Fang Yu discovered that Miss Goblin could obtain information from the community and was much better than him in intelligence collection and analysis, he had handed over this job to the latter, and he had become more and more neglectful of browsing the community.

Information.

This is actually something that can't be helped, which is why professional drafters rarely log into the community like ordinary drafters and fans, because they always feel that they don't have enough time.

In fact, Fang Yu often feels like this these days. There is not enough time and there are too many things to do. If he didn't have to eat and sleep, he would like to study and make things 24 hours a day.

After listening to his question, Tata replied very calmly: "I have noticed some abnormalities in the community recently, but I need more observation time to be sure."

"abnormal?"

“I feel like there have been significantly fewer ‘topics’ in the community recently, but I’m not sure if this is an illusion.”

"Less?"

Fang Plover was stunned, then turned over and sat up, opening the community. However, he was different from Miss Goblin. Miss Goblin couldn't be sure because she spent relatively little time in the community, but before Fang Plover came to this world, he was almost

Spending time in the community every day.

As soon as he took a look, he understood what the problem was.

The community entered a state of control.

He vaguely remembered that six years ago, he had experienced a similar situation in the community. That time seemed to be due to the problem of stowaways. Could it be the same this time? When Fang Yu thought of this, his hair almost stood up.

Only then did he realize that the trouble he had caused might be a bit big, but when he was in a state of distress, he suddenly found a reply in his mailbox.

Fang Yu subconsciously retracted his hand, but suddenly he was stunned and his eyes widened slightly:

"So many replies?"

"Hey," he just clicked, and suddenly his eyes widened in surprise: "Miss Scarpet!?"
Chapter completed!