Fang Han tried to tap the crab shell again with his tentacles. With just one tap, the crab shell turned into powder.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The skills obtained by killing crabs greatly improve his defense.

At least the existence of the hardness of crab shells is no different from potato chips to me, and I will no longer have to be afraid of such opponents in the future.

But he also discovered his own weakness, that is, if he wanted to hunt, he had to fight hand-to-hand, which was too dangerous for him.

In the long run, he will have to face the huge sea tribe sooner or later, and relying solely on physical combat is too inefficient.

A cold wave made Fang Han's whole body tremble.

He realized that it was already late at night and the light underwater was very weak. It was best for him to find a place to rest before continuing to hunt.

Under normal circumstances, Octopus doesn't need to sleep for too long, but the battle just now has left Fang Han exhausted, so he still needs to replenish his physical strength.

After a while, Fang Han found an empty wine bottle. When he looked carefully at the words engraved on it, he was a little happy:

"Haha, it's actually Lafite from 1982. From a fish's point of view, this is considered a luxury house, right?"

Thinking like this, Fang Han got in and stuck to the bottom of the bottle.

He knows a lot about the natural world, and he also understands that the seabed at night is many times more dangerous than on land. It is no exaggeration to say that if you choose the wrong place to sleep, you will become food.

But think about it from another perspective, if you can survive in such a difficult environment, or even stand at the top of the deep-sea food chain, then you will become a terrifying existence that is feared by all aquatic species and even land creatures!

Thinking like this, Fang Han fell asleep.

"Zi——!"

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Han suddenly heard an unusual noise coming from outside. Through the wine bottle, he saw that there seemed to be something emitting light in the reef cave, which flickered on and off.

The cold sea water was still pitch black, and Fang Han's nerves were tense.

He stretched out a tentacle vigilantly, and the wine bottle slowly moved that way, like a knight advancing with a shield.

At this moment, the thing rushed over like lightning, opened its huge mouth, and at the same time dazzling electric sparks were emitted from both sides of the fish's gills.

With the faint light, Fang Han could see clearly that it was an electric eel, and he might have been targeted by it a long time ago.

This guy had been waiting patiently at the entrance of the cave, and launched an attack the moment Fang Han stretched out his tentacles.

Fortunately, Fang Han reacted quickly, otherwise he would have been stunned if his tentacle was bitten by it just now.

This thing is much larger than a swimming crab. It is roughly estimated to be more than half a meter long and as thick as an adult's arm. Now it has bitten the entire wine bottle.

It kept hitting the wine bottle, trying to get Fang Han out.

But no matter how hard it tried, Fang Han stuck to the bottom of the bottle with his suction cup, not giving it the slightest chance.

Fang Han smiled contemptuously: "If you have the ability, why don't you come in? Silly."

"Wait a minute...discharge?"

Fang Han was stunned. Isn't this the hunting skill he dreamed of? Ordinary fish and shrimps can't be as smart as him to hide in a wine bottle. Even if they hide in a small place, he can get in and catch them.

come out.

After all, being able to drill wherever you want is a racial talent!

If you can get this skill, you can beat whoever you want, and you can be as familiar with it as you want.

Thinking this way, Fang Han saw that the mouth of the electric eel was facing the mouth of the bottle, and his tentacles were aimed at the fish's mouth and stabbed it.

Because he met a crab before, he almost forgot that he had another skill - poison.
Chapter completed!