You Jiali fell silent and turned to look at Ling Chu, seemingly trying to judge whether the Captain was serious.
"A normal sea crab only yields around ten milliliters of crab blood. If we want to make a crab blood feast for six people, factoring in Clumsy Bear's appetite and the losses during cooking..."
You Jiali quickly did the math in his head.
"We'd need at least a thousand crabs."
Ling Chu: "..."
The image of over a thousand crabs lined up while You Jiali drained their blood instantly appeared in her mind, and she suddenly felt that this meal was not absolutely necessary after all.
"Besides, crab blood tastes different depending on the species. The sweetness, fishiness, and mineral taste all vary. If we're making a whole table of dishes, it's best to use the same kind."
People sold seafood at the Trading Post every day, but one person would sell Green-Shell Crabs while another sold Flame-Marked Crabs. At most, there would only be a dozen or so. Forget a thousand crabs of the same species—even gathering several hundred at once would depend on luck.
The same went for their Automatic Fishing Net. Although it caught crabs every day, they were always different species.
Ling Chu still refused to give up. "Then when can we eat it?"
You Jiali thought seriously for a while before giving a conservative answer.
"Depends on fate."
"Unless we run into a massive crab migration, or an enormous crab like the Shrimp King..."
As they spoke, the group had already returned to the second deck below the deck along the stairs.
This place had just been swept through by the test subjects and was now a complete mess.
More than half the wooden crates had been knocked over. Several Wine Barrels had broken apart,