Chapter 898: Conquer the Fishman, Connect with the Fog!

Can't get out?

Chen Shen, who had just witnessed some improvement in Tianyuan Territory's external economy, couldn't 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. You and your people should quickly calm down the villagers, 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 keep an eye on the movements of our surrounding neighbors."

"Tianmin, get ready to get out of the vehicle. We have to go to the fishman tribe. They don't know yet about the impending disaster."

"Others returned to their posts, followed temporary disaster response arrangements, and waited for the countdown to end."

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.

He witnessed the development of the fishman city in the future wasteland, as well as 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 within it.

From a distance, the two combinations look like man-eating monsters in the fog.

Many timid fishmen were so frightened that they fled back inside the building in panic, looking at the outside world in horror and calling out for the blessing of the sea god.

"Poseidon, this is simply a disaster!"

Standing in the only medical clinic in the fishman tribe, the high priest Yu Haichao couldn't stop 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.

If other murlocs hadn't found him in time and pulled him away, many of them would have returned to the sea first.

"High Priest, can you sense what this sudden mist is? Could it be that 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, they may be in danger.

"By the God of the Sea, Chief Chenghai, this is not a punishment just 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 to deal with. I am afraid that with this... The fog is coming."

After comforting the injured fishman for a while, High Priest Yu Haichao walked out of the medical clinic, with confusion written all over his slightly old fish face.

Due to 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 had sent messengers to invite them again and again to explain the situation, they were still unable to receive an audience from Lord Poseidon.

"Is Lord Poseidon dissatisfied that I can't come to see him 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 will

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 followed from the medical center, glanced at the messy fish-man tribe in the mist and sighed softly.

What surprised him was that the wise high priest in the past was still staring blankly ahead, as if he hadn't 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 friend?"

Yu Haichao finally came back to his senses, and a faint blue light flashed in his lifeless fish eyes.

"Yes, didn't Hope Village say that it would reach a strategic cooperation with our fish tribe? They want to teach us how to farm and how to live on land?"

"It's just because they have received too many foreign populations in recent days that they are too busy to communicate with us. Wait until this wave of disaster is over, wait until..."

Yu Chenghai stopped talking.

In front of him, the high priest had fallen into a daze again.

But unlike before, his turbid eyes had completely cleared up, emitting faint rays of light and looking into the distance.

As the patriarch, he knew very well what he was doing.

Divination!

An ability that only the high priest of the fish tribe can use.

Is the high priest checking the results of this fog disaster?

Yu Chenghai was a little confused, and could only wait beside him blankly, 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, gasping for breath and falling backwards.

If the fishman guard next to him hadn't been quick to support him, there would have been another injured person in the medical center behind.

"Chief, chief, I saw it, I saw it!"

"High priest, what did you see?" Looking at the usually steady Yu Haichao, he was as excited as when the young fishman was first civilized.

Yu Chenghai hurried forward and leaned down.

"The Sea God is coming soon!"

"What?!"

The sudden news not only scared Yu Chenghai to jump up, but also made the guards standing next to him change their faces.

The fishman tribe is now in chaos, and it will take at least half a day to organize a decent welcoming ceremony.

Once the Sea God comes, the fishman tribe will mistakenly think that they are disrespectful.

"Quick, send someone to prepare"

"No, chief, it's too late." High priest Yu Haichao smiled bitterly and was silent for a while.

He looked around at the fishmen who were still carrying the wounded into the medical center on the street, and said in a hoarse but still loud voice:

"Chief, Lord Poseidon is going to bring his people to save his people!"

"We must show our own value next, which is completely different from the value of those humans in the village, otherwise Lord Poseidon will not be as kind as the legend says"

"We can never forget what means Lord Poseidon used to make the four seas peaceful back then"

Yu Haichao said it very obscurely and did not say it directly.

But as the chief, Yu Chenghai could understand what he wanted to express in his words.

The cold mist cut on his face like a knife. Staring at Yu Haichao's eyes that had recovered from the turbidity, 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, and on the other side are the people.

Everything that Yu Haichao wanted to convey was fully reflected in these different titles.

Not sure what the high priest had just seen, Yu Chenghai stood up, and after thinking it through, he quickly accepted the change in mentality.

If the Sea God had not returned, they could still maintain a cooperative relationship with those humans.

Then after his return, the fish tribe should have realized early that the relationship between the two was different.

"Help me to the gate of the tribe. The Sea God should be very curious about the consequences of this fog."

"Forget about the organization. Whether our fish tribe can take root depends on our performance next!"

The high priest struggled to stand up and straightened the dirty robe he was wearing.

If it was before, he might still worry that these little dirt would displease the Sea God.

But the glimpse of the divination just now made him suddenly understand a lot.

When the group staggered to the gate of the tribe, they happened to see the energy car driving leisurely in the distance.

In the fog, the route of the energy car was very strange, and it had to avoid the thick gray fog in front from time to time.

Lin tribe approached, and as the gray fog increased, the people sitting in the car simply got off.

In just a moment, seeing the man coming out of the back door, all the fishmen felt that the blood flow in their bodies seemed to slow down.

As he stepped closer, an invisible pressure came, even making Yu Haichao and Yu Chenghai a little breathless.

"Supreme Sea God, your people follow your oracle and are willing to open up the four seas for you!"

When they got closer to Lin, the high priest shouted and bowed down.

The fishmen next to him also learned to do the same, and they all fell to the ground, pressing their wrinkled fish heads tightly to the ground.

And this scene, Su Mo had seen several times in his dreams, so it was not surprising at this time.

"Get up, Haichao, in this ruined world, we don't need such cumbersome etiquette."

"In addition, I am not a real sea god yet, you just need to call me lord."

The fishmen on the ground trembled slightly.

Yu Haichao's face was full of respect.

He never doubted the identity of the Sea God, but he could call out his name that he had never revealed to the public.

"Lord Sea Lord, your people will always obey any instructions from you."

"Lord, we will always be loyal to you."

Is this attitude good?

The expression on Su Mo's face was indifferent, but he had some good feelings for the high priest and the patriarch in front of him.

In the future wasteland, whether it was the high priest Yu Haichao or the first generation patriarch Yu Chenghai.

Neither of them could hold on until he came, so they ended their short lives first and returned to the embrace of the sea.

But there is no doubt that, looking at the preserved information, both of them can be regarded as full relatives.

During Yu Chenghai's four years in office, the relationship between the fishmen and humans has always been close, and they have cooperated on countless projects.

It was not until he died in an accident that the fishmen discovered the fact of burning and caused a big chaos.

The high priest Yu Haichao lived in seclusion and never used his power to intervene in anything. He also tried his best to restrain the fish wizard from making trouble.

It was also after his death that the fish wizard gradually lost control and began to use extraordinary power to do evil.

Before coming, Su Mo also envisioned several ways to subdue the other party.

Now it seems that these methods should not be used.

But given the power of the other party, it is still necessary to knock them.

"Just now I felt someone using the power of the ocean to spy on me. Could it be you?"

"Lord, Haichao was checking the source of the fog and accidentally saw you coming. Please forgive Haichao's spying."

The high priest who had just climbed up was frightened and wanted to kneel down again, but was dragged by Su Deben who was quick-eyed and quick-handed.

"The lord doesn't like kneeling. You are his subjects and don't need these meaningless rituals."

Su Mo nodded.

"The reason why I summoned you here is not only because you are loyal to me, but also because you are smarter than other fishmen."

"Yu Chenghai, you have received a complete set of education I set up, and you should know what I mean."

"Chenghai understands that Lord Poseidon wants us to come and deal with troubles, not a group of obedient slaves to flatter." The clan leader Yu Chenghai answered in a deep voice.

The burly fishman leader who was still in his prime was obviously a little flattered by the sudden mention of him by the Sea God.

Fortunately, with the vaccination given by Yu Haichao before, he was able to speak a complete sentence despite his excitement.

Seeing him like this, Su Mo continued to speak while the iron was hot.

"Your appearance may be somewhat different from humans, but don't worry. Whether it is the deep sea world or the wasteland world, as long as you can come here, you are my people, and I will treat you equally.

You can still keep some of the habits of the fishmen, 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 fishmen warriors, to perform some more difficult tasks."

"There may be sacrifices, and it may be painful, but I can guarantee that you will grow quickly."

"When I summon more tribes, the Tut fishmen tribe may become the deep sea royal family of this world."

If the first summon was randomly selected from those powerful and unruly tribes in the deep sea, Su Mo might still have a headache and study how to better trick them into working for him.

But the fishmen randomly selected were not the most powerful head group in the fishmen tribe, so it was much simpler.

The stick and carrot are always the best way to manage, especially for these "loyal" fishmen.

Just give them an expectation, a promise, and a hope.

These fishmen, relying on their exaggerated execution and hardworking character, are very likely to become the most stable basic structure of the territory.

"By the way, High Priest, you just said to check the source of the fog, what did you see?"

Yu Haichao was stunned and nodded quickly.

"Reporting to the Lord, I saw the connection, the fog will connect many strange things, they will appear in places where we cannot pass!"

Pointing to the large group of gray fog not far from the entrance of the tribe, the old fishman high priest tried to recall the scene he had seen in a hurry:

"I saw there, there will be a strange house there!"