Chapter 899

The selection of the High Priest of the Murloc Race is not based solely on the ability to communicate with the power of the sea.

Similar to the previously developed sea god cells with special abilities, what the high priest needs more is a magical cell that is born with them, which can give them a strange ability.

Divination!

Turn on the divination, and you will be able to see many special screens that automatically appear within a certain period of time.

The stronger the strength, the longer the time to maintain the divination, and the more things you can see.

Of course, divination is not without cost, and every time it is used, it will cause irreversible damage to the user's body.

During the 20-plus seconds of snooping just now, the high priest Yu Haichao saw a lot of things for no reason.

"The gray fog is not a wall that blocks us. On the contrary, wherever it appears, many things that I have never seen before will be generated!"

"It may be buildings, or it may be flowers and trees. I also saw... ferocious looking beasts."

As he recalled, he kept pointing to the gray fog that appeared around the tribe, and successively said what would appear there.

Most of the gray fog that gathered around the murloc tribe was low-rise buildings that looked like ruins.

It sounds unbelievable, but standing opposite, the expression on Su Mo's face became more and more weird.

"Wait, isn't this randomly refreshing resource points?"

Excluding this weird generation method, what Yu Haichao said is exactly the same as the logic of refreshing resources in the game.

If you are lucky, a "gold mine" may be refreshed directly around the village and take off on the spot.

Unlucky, a new monster lair appeared, and I had to abandon the village and run away overnight.

but

The game is benevolent?

Want to create more rising opportunities for the New World?

According to the information collected from the wasteland of the future, the human beings developing overseas are simply not too comfortable, and there is no need to worry about the impact of the disaster at all.

Temporary factories sprang up one after another, and more and more reserves filled the warehouses.

In contrast, these humans and other alien races in the New World not only have to work hard to clear the snow, but also find ways to survive the next disaster.

Could it be that the game doesn't want to see the big battle at the end of the year?

Su Mo guessed in his heart, and looked at the high priest who was still chattering.

"Did you see anything around Hope Village?"

Yu Haichao shook his head and replied like a rattle.

"Lord, divination can only randomly see some things that will happen in the future, and it is not completely limited to me."

"It won't be long before the new continent under our feet will become even bigger, and a giant tree will appear there, and new enemies will come, and it will be even bigger than it is now."

"The war is about to begin, more brutal competition!"

The further down the story, the more chattering Yu Haichao became.

After listening for a while, Su Mo could only get some clueless information.

It is not complicated to sum up, the general idea is that more strange resource point refreshes will cause more and more local wars.

"This is normal. The game definitely doesn't want to see us develop steadily, but it also doesn't want to see us fight each other until we are wiped out."

"The appearance of resource points may be a softer way to stimulate."

Not blowing or blacking out, having resource points is much better than dry snow.

As long as one or two buildings from the civilization era can appear, even ruins can bring a lot of help.

"My lord, I also saw the opening time of the black building next to the village."

"When the fog dissipates, we can enter inside!"

The tide of fish provided another important message.

This building, which contains some chip manufacturing equipment, was opened in the future wasteland at the end of the second wasteland.

Now in the wasteland of reality, the time has been advanced by a whole year? !

"Not bad, your divination is indeed of great strategic value."

Su Mo sincerely praised him.

This is much more practical than those fancy witchcraft that require the power of the ocean to release.

If it can be released multiple times and the information obtained is collected, it will undoubtedly save the territory a lot of detours.

"Can you continue divination? What are the conditions?"

Yu Haichao quickly replied.

"It takes time, there is an interval of thirty days between each divination."

"But it's best to release it every 45 days, otherwise it will put a lot of pressure on my body."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head carefully, and secretly looked at the expression of the lord lord.

Showing value is not just about being a licking dog to show your ability and dedicating yourself unconditionally.

To prove one's own importance and irreplaceability to a certain extent, that's what smart fish do.

But to his surprise, after hearing the time, Su Mo was even more surprised.

Divination once in forty-five days?

In other words, wouldn't it be possible to divination up to eight times a year?

This ability is simply too awesome!

Using it well is completely comparable to the harvest of a relic.

"My lord."

"The tribe has prepared your divine pavilion." Pointing to more and more murlocs who came out of the building and knelt on the ground, Yu Haichao weakly suggested: "It will take some time for these uncivilized little murlocs to accept their The identity has changed, the patriarch will let them know their mission, do you still need to accept the worship ceremony they have prepared for a long time?"

"Okay, I know what you mean." Su Mo nodded slightly.

This high priest is simply too fine.

Compared with those veterans in the workplace who are more slick, how can they be as stupid as they got the news before.

If he rushed over ignorantly before, it might be really difficult to balance the relationship between humans and murlocs.

Now he is clear about the role he wants the murloc to take on, and his awareness is still so deep.

Su Mo waved his hand.

A blue light flashed in the air, and the sound of waves one after another was mixed in the white mist.

In the eyes of all the murlocs, there seemed to be a vast ocean behind him.

Above the ocean, a golden figure with an invisible face floated, exuding a strong divine power.

"Sea God. It's Lord Sea God!"

"God of the Sea, I actually saw Lord Seagod!"

"The supreme being who brought us enlightenment, the towering giant who created the era of the new gods, under the crown of the great sea god, your citizen Yu Chenghai will always be loyal to you!"

"The great existence that protects us and allows us to survive and multiply, Yu Haichao, the high priest of the Tute murloc tribe, is willing to offer you our most devout faith!"

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The real coercion from the authority of the ocean is rooted in the genes of every marine creature in the deep sea world.

Seeing these murlocs becoming more pious, Su Mo coughed lightly, and the golden figure behind raised his hand and tapped lightly towards the front.

A faint blue light flashed and poured into the body of the high priest.

In an instant, the threat level on the system panel rose sharply by 0.9%, quickly climbing to 9.1%.

The effect is that twenty units of the power of ocean belonging emerge in Yu Haichao's body.

Using virtual reality to disguise the scene of the Sea God's coming will not be monitored by the game, but using the ocean authority is a naked provocation.

But fortunately, this price is still acceptable.

"The sea. I feel more of the sea hugging me. This."

Feeling the changes in his body, Yu Haichao has completely fallen into a state of bewilderment and ecstasy.

The improvement of the power of the ocean represents a direct change in talent.

In the deep sea world, the number of water groups of the power of the ocean that he was able to establish contact with was exactly one hundred.

After coming to this strange wasteland, due to the restriction of world pressure, only eighty-two regiments remained.

But start now.

In the future, the power of the ocean that he can control and connect will increase by another 20 units, exceeding the previous upper limit.

This magical skill can change the upper limit of the murlocs, and only

"My lord, your most loyal servant, Yu Haichao, the high priest of the Tut murloc tribe, will always follow you!"

He fell to his knees deeply, his head almost buried in the soft soil.

Seeing this, the patriarch Yu Chenghai next to him also smashed his head on the ground heavily, making a small hole.

After a few seconds, the two stood up with even more respectful expressions.

"My lord, the ancestor of the Tute murloc tribe, one of your most loyal followers, the leader of the Sixth Fish."

"According to the arrangement before you left, the ancestor still devoted all his energy to plant research and population reproduction until his death. He left a lot of precious materials and distributed them to our branches to continue the research. I look forward to one day in the future. Help the lord again."

"The research results of our Tute tribe are now placed in the Shen Pavilion. Do you want to take them away now?"

"Fish Six?"

Su Mo was slightly surprised, and the various arrangements in the Baisha ruins could not help appearing in his mind.

Yuyi who followed him first arrived at Yujiu. Except for Yusi who died in an accident, the other eight murlocs managed to survive until after the war.

Before leaving, he just arranged different research tasks for the eight murlocs in order, and entrusted the research institute to them to maintain continuous development.

Didn't expect it to come out now?

"Tsk."

"Plant research, take me to have a look."

The value of these things that will be completely castrated in the wasteland in the future cannot be bad.

Follow the high priest Yu Haichao all the way to the tallest building in the tribe.

Just like when Chen Shen visited here for the first time, Su Mo was also a bit eye-opening all the way up.

At least every building in Murloc City is equipped with a water tank, and Murlocs can sit and work in it to avoid the risk of dehydration.

But now this murloc tribe is purely learning from humans.

"The living conditions of these ordinary murlocs are too bad. You shouldn't follow my previous arrangement and build these decent concrete buildings, confining yourself to suffer inside."

Many murlocs in the room had already entered a semi-dehydrated state, and the fish skin almost dried out on their bodies.

And just now, seeing him walking over, she still lay down on the ground and bowed devoutly.

Compared with the gangsters in Murloc City, the current Murlocs are so pitiful that it makes people feel distressed.

"Lord Lord, we are already sending little murlocs to dig river ditches around the tribe and fill up the snow. When the weather gets hot and the snow melts into rivers, the murloc tribe will be much better off."

The patriarch Yu Chenghai shrank his head.

"In the past, these buildings were built in the shallow sea, and the climate was humid. Even if ordinary fish people lived in dry land, they would not be short of water. I didn't expect to come here suddenly, and they encountered a rare dry winter, which caused the current situation. .”

"I know what the lord means, but after all, there are many inconveniences in living underwater. The seawater is very corrosive, and the technology of the murlocs is far from being developed to the point where they can build buildings underwater, let alone study them. If we want to continue scientific research, we must get used to these pains and come to shore."

"Besides, the hundreds of generations of murlocs since you left have made us much more comfortable than when we first went ashore. These flesh and blood pains may seem serious, but we've already gotten used to them, so you don't have to worry about them."

"So it is"

Hearing the truth that was not in the materials, Su Mo suddenly felt a little admiration.

Only a few murlocs can bear this kind of pain, so it can be attributed to individual cases.

But the entire murloc tribe is like this, which to some extent already shows the excellent qualities they possess.

The heart is like an iron stone, with the ambition of pines and cypresses.

Can bear hardships and stand hard work, can bear the burden of hard work.

If it weren't for the innate life limit that would make it difficult to pass on knowledge, and the lack of IQ limit the lack of creativity.

Maybe this group of murlocs can really create a new era of science and technology outside of human research.

At noon, the fog thickened again.

After seeing the sumptuous lunch prepared by the murloc tribe, Su Mo praised a few words with "satisfaction", and ran away with an excuse.

Su Deben wanted to stay for another meal, but after seeing what was on the dinner plate, his complexion changed wildly.

You can't run away.

Although he thinks that he has a high ability to accept food, who would have thought that the murlocs would have developed to the point where they can produce and sell their own food?

horrible.

No wonder their food consumption is much lower than humans and their food requirements are extremely low.

This is the ability to hastily digest food, expel it, and eat it for a second fine digestion.

I'm afraid that only their universe, the famous mother who is known as the king of the wilderness, can stand up to it, right? !

"After the disaster is confirmed, I will send someone to notify the murloc tribe."

"Village Chief Chen Shen has prepared a whole set of cooperation plans with the murlocs, and will come to discuss with you in detail then."

When getting on the energy car, Su Mo gave a few more instructions.

The few hours that should be said are almost finished, and the rest can be left to Chen Shen to deal with the follow-up.

If there are resource points refreshed.

In the early days of the fog, Hope Village may be too busy to take care of itself, and it still has to wait for a while to develop jointly.

"Lord, don't worry, the fearless murloc warriors will guard the tribe and wipe out all foreign enemies who dare to provoke them."

"As long as the expedition team we sent returns, the murlocs will continuously provide the territory with stable marine food resources."

"I hope so."

Su Mo shrugged, and took back the words that almost came out of his mouth subconsciously.

At present, the territory is still more than 500 kilometers away from the ocean on the east coast of the New World.

Even if the expedition team did find it, it would not help. The distance between the two sides is too far to establish a transportation route.

However, the resource points are refreshed.

Who can say for sure whether there will be lucky ones who can find valuable resources in the wild.

The car started, and under the devout eyes of the murlocs, it drove towards the village.

When they stumbled all the way back to the vicinity of Hope Village, the countdown on the game panel was almost at the end.

00:23:19

In the last 20 minutes or so, the details of the disaster will be announced.

"Director, what's the situation, those murlocs?"

Chen Shen chased them out from the village, obviously he had discovered the "potential" of this group of murlocs long ago.

"It's settled, and it will be included according to the plan when the time comes."

"Great!"

The few people who followed Chen Shen also became excited at the thought of hundreds of thousands of hard-working laborers.

Especially Qiao Yuansheng, who has not yet come out of the shadow of the failure of the introduction of the identity system, his eyes light up a little now, and he doesn't know what bad idea he is holding back.

"The gray fog should not be lethal. After the details of the disaster are announced, you send veterans who are familiar with the terrain to mark the location of the fog on the map, and count the number and specific location as soon as possible."

"No problem!" Chen Shen nodded.

In Su Deben's vivid description of the details of negotiating with the murlocs, a group of people walked along the village road to the slightly poor meeting room of the board room, quietly waiting for the last time to pass.

Fog appeared at 8:00 am, eight hours apart.

As the hour hand gradually points to "4".

In an instant, the game panel popped up automatically, and the familiar sound of beeps began to sound.

"An announcement has appeared!"

"I see the tenth disaster is"

"Thousand Illusion Fog, huh? What is this?!"