(MTL) Me, Sea Otter, make money!

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43.Chapter 43

Yu Huanqing didn't expect the silk to be so troublesome to deal with, she followed Mo Jiu Jiang to bring back the spread silk from the stone close to the magma cave.

It was the first time for her to go to the innermost hole. The bright yellow with scorching temperature was filled with dark black patches. From time to time, there were bubbles churning up and bursting quickly, and the splashing magma solution fell on the stone walls on both sides. Go up, making noises and smoke.

Even when she was wearing protective clothing, she was so shocked that she could hardly breathe or make any noise.

It was too hot, and there was a strong smell of sulfur in the air.

When he got here, even Mo Jiu had to put on protective clothing.

This is also the first time that Yu Huanqing saw him wearing protective clothing. Before buying it, he only roughly estimated his body length, but it was not accurate. It was a little short. The main reason was that his tail fin was too long, and his tail fin spread out over two meters. Three, the tail can only be forced to bend.

Yu Huanqing said guiltily: "I'll make do with this one first, and I'll buy you a new one."

"Don't bother, you can wear it."

"No, what if the tail gets stuck and hurts."

Mo Jiu didn't do it again. Persevere, put the silk thread laid on the stone into the bag, and bake it on this high-temperature stone for a long time. The silk thread has not changed, is not broken, and is still extremely tough.

After returning to the cave with her things, Yu Huanqing was curious: "Is this all right, we can now weave?"

"No, I need to continue processing." As he said, she carried her silk thread and led her out of the cave.

This time it was on the iceberg that had been standing not far from the cave. The two of them dived down the iceberg. The mountain was too huge. They were able to reach the bottom of the iceberg after diving until there was no light around them. , It's colder here than the water.

Suddenly from extreme heat to extreme cold, Yu Huanqing rubbed her paws through the protective clothing, her body pressed against Mo Jiu.

The bottom of the iceberg is not white but a deep blue, like ice crystals, very hard, but when this hard place, I don't know when a long dent was dug out by someone. The dent is very deep, almost winding. A week after the mountain.

Mo Jiu took out the silk thread from the bag and spread it on the ice little by little.

Yu Huanqing curiously reached out and touched it. The nicks were neat, and she didn't feel very clearly through things. She felt a bit like the traces on the cave wall, and it seemed that they were also made by Mo Jiuchi.

"You chiseled this out?"

Mo Jiu hummed. When living alone in this place, it is difficult to find anything to pass the time. The bottom of the iceberg is too dense and extremely hard. It took him a long time to dig out such a place, but he didn't expect it could be used now.