Can't get out?

Chen Shen, who had just witnessed some improvement in the external economy of the Tianyuan Territory, 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 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' 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 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 had 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 have witnessed the development of the fishman city in the future wasteland, and the repeated "rebellions" of the fishman tribe.

What Somo really wants is a completely surrendered murloc tribe.

And now, the opportunity has finally come.

The fish-man 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.

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

Many timid murlocs were so frightened that they fled back inside the building in panic, looking at the outside world in horror, calling out to the Poseidon for blessing.

"Poseidon, this is simply a disaster!"

Standing in the only medical clinic in the fish-man 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 sudden surge of gray fog.

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 brought by it 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.

"Poseidon, 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, and 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 center, 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 and go 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 fishman tribe!

"High Priest, I have sent scouts to Hope Village to look for help from Village Chief Chen."

Yu Chenghai, who followed him out of 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 to his senses, and a faint blue light flashed in the dull fish eyes.

"Yes, didn't Hope Village also say that they would reach a strategic cooperation with our murloc tribe? 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 was different from before was that his cloudy eyes had become completely clear, and he looked 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 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, panting heavily and falling back.

If he hadn't been quickly supported by the fishman guard next to him, there might have been one more wounded person in the medical center at the rear.

"Patriarch, patriarch, I saw it, I saw it!"

"High Priest, what did you see?" Looking at the calm fish tide in the past, he was as excited as a young fishman when he first became civilized.

Yu Chenghai quickly stepped forward and leaned down.

"Poseidon. Lord Poseidon is coming soon!"

"What?!"

The unexpected news not only made Yu Chenghai jump up in fright, but the faces of several guards standing next to him also changed drastically.

The current murloc tribe is in chaos, and it would 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 quickly"

"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 bring his people 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."

"We can 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 clan leader, Yu Chenghai couldn't understand what he meant behind 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.
To be continued...