Chapter 898 Conquer the fishmen and connect with the fog!
Can’t get out?
Chen Shen, who had just witnessed some improvement in Tianyuan Territory’s external economy, could not help but see a fine layer of white sweat on his head.
But then I thought about how after the natural disaster, not many caravans could still pass by.
Coupled with the fog that blocked the transmission of electromagnetic waves, he suddenly felt that being sealed was not a big deal?
At least when facing that tough group of dwarves, the territory will have far fewer points to defend than before.
“Don’t be anxious yet, Chen Shen, take your people to calm the villagers’ emotions, try to control the flow of people, and don’t let them come into contact with this gray fog. Wait until the disaster information is fully announced.”
"Li Hu, arrange for the militia to start patrolling the territory, and always pay attention to the movements of our surrounding neighbors."
"Tianmin, prepare to get out of the vehicle, we have to go to the fishman tribe, they are still There is no information about the impending disaster."
"Others returned to their posts and waited for the countdown to end according to the temporary disaster response arrangements.
After coughing, Sumo quickly arranged what he was going to do next.
The reason why I have been refusing to go to the Murloc Tribe these days, even when the other party came to invite me several times, I found excuses to shirk it.
All these arrangements are prepared to completely conquer the other party.
The Tianyuan Territory does not need a group of murloc tribe brothers who sit together and sit together, nor does it need friends from the murloc tribe who cooperate closely with each other.
I witnessed the development of the fishman city in the future wasteland, and the repeated "rebellions" of the fishman tribe.
What Sumo really wants is a completely surrendered fish-man tribe.
And now, the opportunity has finally come.
The fishman tribe is about 60 kilometers away from Hope Village in a straight line.
There are mysterious and cold black buildings in the tribe, with their closed doors and windows rattling in the wind.
Light gray and light white mist has occupied the surrounding area, tightly wrapping the entire tribe in it.
From a distance, the two combinations look like man-eating monsters in the fog.
Many timid fishmen were frightened and fled back into the building in panic. They looked at the outside world in horror and shouted for the blessing of the Poseidon.
"Poseidon, this is simply a disaster!"
Standing in the only medical clinic in the fishman tribe, the high priest Yu Haichao kept praying.
Wherever he looked, there were already a dozen injured fishmen lying groaning on the hospital bed.
In the heavy fog that had just suddenly arrived, they were pressed down by the gray fog that suddenly surged down.
Had it not been for other fishmen who passed by and found out in time and pulled me, many people would have returned to the embrace of the sea first.
"High Priest, can you sense what this sudden mist is? Is it because Lord Poseidon is dissatisfied with the punishment we have imposed?" Yu Chenghai, the leader of the tribe, also rushed over and said worriedly as soon as he entered the door.
The sudden heavy fog made the entire fishman tribe a mess.
Especially the group of small fish people who were learning about human farming outside. Fortunately, they had the courage to trot quickly, otherwise they would have almost been wiped out in this disaster.
Different from the stable deep sea world, since traveling to this desolate new continent, the life of the fishman tribe has become worse day by day, and the food inventory they brought has also been declining.
As the leader of the clan, Yu Chenghai has now begun to worry about the murloc adventure team sent out to explore the road a few days ago. They took risks to find food sources. Now that the fog is coming, I am afraid it will be a disaster. .
"Poseidon above, Chief Chenghai, this is not a punishment only for us. This is a natural disaster! It is a reincarnation natural disaster involving the entire world! And I can feel that there are more difficult things, I’m afraid the heavy fog will come.”
After comforting the injured fishman for a while, the high priest Yu Haichao walked out of the medical clinic, with confusion written on his slightly old fish face.
Limited by the rules of Advent, he and the clan leader Yu Chenghai cannot leave the tribe to the outside world for the time being.
On the first day when the news came, the two of them happily put on their costumes and arranged for the fish people to prepare a welcoming scene, fearing that they would bump into the incarnation of Lord Poseidon in the mortal world.
But the result was cruel. They waited all night and did not wait for any miracle to happen.
And in the next half month, even though they have sent messengers to invite them again and again to explain the situation, they have not been able to get an audience with Lord Poseidon.
“Is Lord Poseidon dissatisfied that I can’t come to see you in person?”
“But.”
Yu Haichao himself began to have some doubts.
After traveling to this strange land, the power of the ocean contained in his body has not recovered much yet.
The only remaining ones were all used for divination to find people.
In other words, now he does not have the strength of the high priest in the ocean world at all, he is just an ordinary old fish man.
If we cannot get the guidance of Lord Poseidon, the future fishman tribe
No, even this sudden disaster is a disaster for the fish-men tribe!
"High Priest, I have sent scouts to Hope Village to look for the help of Village Chief Chen."
Yu Chenghai, who also walked out of the medical center behind, glanced at the mist The chaotic fishman tribe sighed softly.
What surprised him was that the wise high priest in the past was still staring blankly ahead, as if he had not heard him.
"High Priest?"
"Don't worry, didn't Village Chief Chen and those humans say that they will always be our fish-men's best friends, and they will definitely help us!"
"Best friends?"
Yu Haichao finally came to his senses, and a faint blue light flashed in the eyes of the dull fish.
“Yes, didn’t Hope Village also say that they would reach strategic cooperation with our murloc tribe, and they would teach us how to farm and teach us murlocs to live on land?”
"It's just because they have received too many immigrants these days that they are too busy to continue communicating with us. After this wave of disasters, we will wait"
Yu Chenghai stopped talking as he spoke.
In front of him, the high priest had fallen into a daze again.
But what is different from before is that his cloudy eyes have become completely clear, and he looks into the distance with faint rays of light.
As the leader of the clan, he knew exactly what he was doing.
Divination!
An ability that can only be used by the high priest of the fishman tribe.
The high priest is checking the results of this fog disaster?
Yu Chenghai was a little unpredictable and could only wait beside him in a daze, walking around anxiously.
Time passed slowly, just when he could no longer bear the irritability in his heart.
Yu Haichao finally came out of the divination state, panting heavily and falling back.
Had it not been for the sharp eyesight and quick hands of the fishman guard next to him, there would have been one more wounded person in the medical center behind.
"Patriarch, patriarch, I saw it, I saw it!"
"High Priest, what did you see?" Looking at the steady tide of fish in the past, he was excited and excited at this time Young fishmen are normal when they first become civilized.
Yu Chenghai stepped forward quickly and leaned down.
"Poseidon. Lord Poseidon is coming soon!"
"What?!"
The sudden news not only scared Yu Chenghai to jump up, but also made the faces of several guards standing next to him change drastically.
The current murloc tribe is in chaos, and it will take at least half a day to organize a decent welcoming ceremony.
Once Lord Poseidon arrives, he mistakenly thinks that the fishman tribe is disrespectful.
“Quick, send someone to prepare”
"No, Patriarch, it's too late." High Priest Yu Haichao smiled bitterly and was silent for a while.
He looked left and right at the fishmen on the street who were still carrying the wounded into the medical center, and said in a hoarse but still loud voice:
"Chief, Lord Poseidon is going to take him. The tribesmen are here to save his people! ""We must show our own value next, which is completely different from the value of the humans in the village, otherwise Lord Poseidon will not be as kind as the legend."
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“We must never forget what methods Lord Poseidon used to bring peace to the world.”
Yu Haichao said it very cryptically and did not say it directly.
But as the leader of the clan, Yu Chenghai couldn't understand the underlying meaning of his words.
The cold mist cut into his face like a knife. Staring at Yu Haichao's eyes that had returned to cloudiness, Yu Chenghai's Adam's apple moved and he felt as if his neck was frozen.
After a long while, he nodded heavily.
".High Priest, I understand."
On one side are the tribesmen, on the other side are the people.
Everything Yu Haichao wants to convey is most vividly reflected in these different names.
Not sure what the high priest had just seen, Yu Chenghai stood up and after thinking about it, he quickly accepted the change in mentality.
If Lord Poseidon had not returned, they could still maintain a cooperative relationship with those humans.
Then after his return, the fishman tribe should probably realize early on that the relationship between the two is different.
"Help me go to the entrance of the tribe. Master Poseidon should be very interested in knowing what consequences this heavy fog will bring."
"Organization. Forget it, whether our murloc tribe can take root? Let’s see what happens next!”
The high priest struggled to stand up and straightened out the dirty old robes he was wearing.
If it were before, he might have been worried that the dirty things would displease Lord Poseidon.
But just the glimpse of the divination made him suddenly understand a lot.
And when the group of people staggered to the gate of the tribe, they happened to see the Neng car driving leisurely in the distance.
In the heavy fog, the route the car takes is very strange, and it is necessary to avoid the thick gray fog ahead from time to time.
Lin tribe was approaching, and as the gray fog increased, the people sitting in the car simply got off.
For just a moment, when they saw the man coming out of the back door, all the fishmen felt that the blood flow in their bodies seemed to have slowed down a bit.
As he stepped closer, an invisible pressure came, which even made Yu Haichao and Yu Chenghai breathless.
"Supreme Poseidon, your people follow your oracle and are willing to open up the world for you!"
When the distance was close, the high priest shouted and bowed his head neatly. .
The fishmen next to him also followed suit and fell to the ground one after another, pressing their wrinkled fish heads tightly to the ground.
Sumo had seen this scene several times in his sleep, so it was not surprising at this time.
“Get up, Tide, in this broken world, we don’t need such complicated etiquette.”
"In addition, I am not the real Poseidon yet, you just need to call me Lord."
The fishman on the ground trembled slightly.
The respect on Yu Haichao’s face couldn’t help but become even more respectful.
He has never doubted Lord Poseidon’s identity, but he can call out his name that he has never disclosed to the public.
“Sir Lord Sea Lord, your people will always obey any instructions you have. ”
"Lord, we will always be loyal to you."
Isn't this attitude not bad?
The expression on Sumo's face was indifferent, but in his heart he felt a little fond of the high priest and clan leader in front of him.
In the future wasteland, whether it is the high priest Yu Haichao or the first generation patriarch Yu Chenghai.
Neither of them could hold on until he arrived, so they ended their short lives and returned to the embrace of the sea.
But there is no doubt that, just looking at the preserved information, both of them can be regarded as full-fledged relatives.
In the four years since Yu Chenghai has been in office, the relationship between the fish people and humans has always been close, and they have collaborated on countless projects.
It wasn't until he died in an accident that the fishmen discovered the fact of the burning and caused a big mess.
The high priest Yu Haichao lives in seclusion and has never used his own power to interfere in anything, and he also tried his best to restrain the fishman wizard from causing trouble.
It was also after his death that the fishman wizard gradually lost control and began to use extraordinary power to do evil.
Before coming, Sumo also imagined several ways to conquer the other party.
Now it seems that these methods should not be used.
But considering the power the opponent possesses, it is still necessary to beat and beat.
"Just now I felt someone spying on me with the power of the ocean. It couldn't be you, right?"
"Lord, Haichao was checking the source of this fog and accidentally saw you. Come, please forgive the tide for snooping."
The high priest who had just gotten up was so frightened that he wanted to continue kneeling down, but was held back by Sudeben, who had quick eyes and quick hands.
"The lord doesn't like to kneel down and worship. You are his subjects and you don't need these meaningless rituals."
Sumo nodded.
“The reason why I summoned you is not only because you are loyal to me, but also because you are smarter than other fish people.”
“Yu Chenghai, you Having received a complete education set by me, you should know what I am referring to.”
"Chenghai understands that Lord Poseidon wants me to come and deal with the trouble. He does not need a group of obedient slaves to flatter him." The clan leader Yu Chenghai replied with a rich voice.
For Lord Poseidon to suddenly mention him, the burly fish-man clan leader who was still in his prime was obviously flattered.
Fortunately, Yu Haichao had been vaccinated before, so he could speak the complete words according to the excitement in his heart.
Seeing his appearance, Sumo struck while the iron was hot and continued.
“Your appearance may be a little different from humans, but don’t worry. Whether it’s the deep sea world or the wasteland world, as long as you can come here, you are all my people, and I will treat them equally.
You can still maintain some of the habits of the fish people, and I will assign them to respect your habits. "
"But on the other hand, your tasks are different from theirs. Most of the time I need you, my loyal murloc warriors, to perform some more difficult tasks. "
"There may be sacrifices, it may be painful, but I can guarantee that you will grow quickly. "
"When I call more tribes over, the Tut fishman tribe may become the deep-sea royal family of this world. ”
If the first summons were to randomly summon those powerful and unruly tribes in the deep sea, Sumo might still have a headache and study how to better deceive the other party into working for him.
But the one that randomly arrived was a murloc, and it was not the most powerful head group in the murloc tribe, so it would be much simpler.
A stick and a carrot are always the best management methods, especially for these "loyal" fish people.
Just give them an expectation, a promise, and a hope.
Relying on their exaggerated execution ability and hard-working character, these fishmen are very likely to become the most stable basic structure of the territory.
“By the way, High Priest, you just said you were looking at the source of the fog. What did you see?”
Yu Haichao was stunned and nodded quickly.
"Reporting to the lord, I have seen the connection. The mist will connect many strange things and they will appear in places where we cannot pass!"
Pointing to the large group not far from the entrance of the tribe In the gray fog, the old high priest of the murloc tribe tried hard to recall the scene he had seen in a hurry:
“I saw there, there was a strange room there!”
(End of this chapter) )