This scene is likely to be a psychological shadow for Dean throughout his life.

The thick smell of the sea and the yellow viscous liquid looked like someone had "painted the wall with feces" at first glance, which gave rise to all kinds of bad associations. Dean, wrapped up in these elements, felt like he would be the next second.

Feeling like suffocating.

He pinched his nose and called Kana in a changed voice.

"Pull me...out!!"

Kana, who was also covering her nose with her small claws, managed to gather a giant shadow claw from behind, grabbed Dean's waist, and dragged him out of the room.

After taking a few breaths of fresh air, Dean kicked the open door shut, and without caring about Chef Crab inside, locked the door directly to block the spread of the smell.

"Here~"

After releasing her paws, Kana's legs felt weak and she staggered to the ground. After a while, she even lay down on her side. Under the action of gravity, her ears slid weakly to the side of her face.

Covered in front of the nose.

Then Kana, who had completely collapsed into a salted fish, looked at Dean and couldn't help but make a sound of surviving the disaster.

"I didn't expect that the crab roe would be so powerful if there were too many of them."

Breathing fresh air frantically, Dean rubbed his swollen and painful forehead and said with lingering fear.

Thanks to this guy, he felt like he would never be greedy for crab roe again in his life.

"There's also something wrong with this crab. What's wrong with it? Does your ancestor have husky blood? It wanted to demolish the house right after it was born, and I didn't even stop it!"

Thinking of the horrific scene just now, Dean couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach.

It's really like a cesspool exploding.

This damn [Crab Roe Spurting] is really too powerful. A baby crab that is only as tall as his calf, less than an hour old after being born, can actually spray out an amount of crab roe several times its own volume. It’s simply

It's just rubbing science on the ground.

The key point is that if you only care about science, why should you also care about breeders?

Propping up his body, Dean looked at the closed door and couldn't help feeling worried.

After he left, there was no one to stop Chef Crab's mischievous behavior. I can't even imagine what the room is like now.

Even the act of opening the door is terrifying.

The only thing worth celebrating is that this room was specially prepared for hatching baby crabs. The equipment inside is not very complete, at least the overall value added together is not high. Otherwise, Dean would be spoiled by the crab roe.

I really suffered a big loss today.

After pinching two devil floating fish awake from the yard outside, Dean put on a mask and gave the order to the two demon pets that had almost no sense of smell. Let them enter the room and take out Crab Erha, while he took out

I picked up a large water tank and received a box full of water in preparation for general cleaning.

Soon, two devil floating fish flew out, and the crab Erha, which had made a lot of noise, was brought to Dean like a crab ball tied by their tails.

"...You really deserve it."

Opening the information panel, he saw the word "overconsumption" as expected. Dean twitched his lips, resisted his desire to curse, and let the devil floating fish throw away Crab Erha who was also stained with a lot of crab roe.

Into the water tank.

Then he took a brush and carefully cleaned the big crab's body, and used some detergent for washing clothes to adjust its smell before sending the careless cub into a newly dug hole in the yard.

In a small pool.

"I will call you Erha from now on. You will tear down the house when you are born, and your big brain will almost spit out along with the crab roe!"

After cleaning the room, it was almost dawn. Dean, who had not slept all night, stood in front of the pool with two big dark circles under his eyes, sneering at Crab Erha who was spitting bubbles inside.

He had been busy all night, but this guy was really good. In order to make up for the consumption of vomiting so much crab roe, he took three tubes of nutrient solution, and now he is still happily spitting bubbles.
Chapter completed!