After Naga left, Mudscale quickly organized the villagers to hunt for food.

At a great distance from the shoreline, they smelled wild fish. Following the scent of the wild fish in the sea, Mudscale and the other hunters spotted the same wild fish that was also feeding. In general, fish-people rarely hunt wild fish, and hunting wild fish often comes at a great cost. But now that food is scarce, Mudscale and his companions have to take the risk of hunting these wild fish.

It is better to die in battle than to die of starvation.

After hunting five mad fish, Mudscale found himself exhausted. He lay on his back on the water, breathing in the air, letting the sea breeze cool his hot body.

What should I do?

Their harvest today is not enough for a meal for the villagers.

Damn!

Why are the fish-people so weak!

If only the fish-man and the naga and the undead were equally powerful creatures.

If that's the case, mud scales don't have to worry about it. Entire coasts and hills can still be roamed by them, and they can go to areas where food is plentiful and hunt without worrying about hunger. The feeling of hunger is terrible, and I don't have the strength to think about anything other than survival.

Those damn spiders better all go extinct.

This will allow the villagers to hunt on land, which is home to all sorts of strange seaweeds and should have an abundant source of food.

But mudscale knew that spiders could not be extinct. Cave spiders are more fertile than fishmen, can weave webs, have deadly fangs, and live longer than fishmen.

"But what if we could really domesticate these spiders?"

Father said that spiders are a curse on the land.

The fish-man in the funny costume says that spiders are the greatest resource in the land.

Who's right, exactly? Who's wrong?

The waves crashed against the fish-man's body, distraught the scales, and he swam to a bare reef, on which he sat cross-legged and began to think about complex questions he had never thought about in his life.

The path advocated by the mudscales is to become like his father, and to defeat his enemies with his own strength.

Taming spiders to fight? That doesn't sound like anything an orthodox fish-man would do. The fish-man heroes in the story don't do that either.

So just keep the status quo?

But he knew better than anyone else in the village that the food stored in the village would not last long.

Is it really glorious to starve to death with your own people......

Mudscale sat on the reef and pondered these questions, far more exhausting thinking than defeating any enemy. He sat on the reef all night, and at dawn the next day, Mud Scale was the first to rush out of the village.

Mudscale knew that his choice was crazy and would set himself on a completely different path than his parents.

But Mud Scales had no choice.

……

It was dawning, and Mochi stretched.

After leaving the village of Broken Fin Mud, the trio chose to spend the night next to a small hill in Hillsblad. Avena is still asleep, and for some reason, every time Moqi sees Avena asleep, he feels very steady. Akalin is gone, and last night he seemed to hear Akalin say that he was going to collect some hot pot ingredients and would be back before dawn.

Mochi didn't doubt this, and was not at all afraid that Akalin would leave the two fishmen and run away on his own. For this companion who is very similar to his teammates in his previous life, Moqi is full of trust. Xiao Zhou in his previous life was like this, although his sense of existence was very low, and he often couldn't remember what he promised himself, but as long as it was something that Xiao Zhou promised, he would definitely be able to do it.

Moch climbed to the top of the mountain and continued to plan his route for the day. The next destination is Hinterland, where the heart of the Hillsbrad Hills begins with the crossing of the Sodoril River, bypassing the elemental Castle of Dunhold and finally entering the Hinterland region from the Alterac Valley.

It's a long route, and it's worth checking the situation along the way.

"Wait, what's that?" Mochi had just climbed to the top of the hill when he saw a dark shadow moving towards them at a very fast speed.

Mochi hurried down the hill to wake Avena up.

Anvina's movements were too slow, and they were caught up by the shadow before they left the camp.

Only then did Mochi see that the person who had come was panting mud scales.

"I'm rubbing! What are you doing? Seeing the mud scales coming menacingly, Mochi stepped back in a panic.

The tall fishman tossed his trident aside and fell to his knees.

"Please teach us how to domesticate spiders! Please! ”

A tall fish-man kneels down to a short fish-man, and others may find it amusing. But Mochi doesn't think so, a warrior who values honor can humbly ask others for advice with the dignity of being a warrior at a critical moment, which is a more courageous act.

Mochi began to think that the fish-man village was not hopeless. Mochi laughed for a moment, then said slowly, "Okay." I promise you, but we're going to collect a few things first. ”

When Akalin returned to the camp, the four of them came to the Gentle Break near the Jasper Mine again.

The sun has risen and the warm morning light is shining on the hillside. After a night of low temperatures, the animals in the forest can't wait to come to the hillside to bask in the sun and keep warm. Among them, there are many animals infected by spider eggs.

"Cave spiders lay their eggs on other animals, so that the larvae can get nutrients effortlessly when they emerge from their shells." Mochi said, pointing to a giant bear covered in spider eggs.

"So you mean ......," Mudscale asked.

"Kill the infected animals and collect the eggs." Mochiji explained.

"Do you have to do this?" The dense spider eggs of the mud scales asked with some uncertainty.

Mochi replied firmly, "It has to be done." To domesticate spiders, feelings must be cultivated from the egg stage. ”

"But aren't you coming?" Mud Scales said as he looked at Mochi.

Mo Qi shook his head and said, "We're not going." Those parasitic animals are weak, and you can handle it alone. ”

"But ......"

Mud Scale wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Moqi-

"You can't be scared, right?"

"I'm not afraid. It's just that the animals make me feel very uncomfortable. With that, Mudscale lifted his trident and charged at an infected bear.

In fact, Mo Qi fully understands the distress of mud scales, and in his previous life, he was tossed to death by this task of collecting spider eggs. Speaking of the scenery on the bear's back, Mochi can only describe it in the words "welfare of the dense phobia".

After collecting enough eggs, Mudscale returned to the village with the trio.

When the villagers saw the mudscales walking into the village with the spider eggs of the white flowers, their eyes were full of confusion and anger.