In the dark passageway, the white fishman followed the path he came from.

After a night, the surrounding environment was still very cold, but it was already within the range that the Whitefishman could bear, and the Whitefishman could clearly feel that the temperature was still rising.

It was only after climbing more than twenty meters along the pitch-black passage that the white fish saw the blue ice lake, and then realized how deep he had run into the underground space.

How lucky I was to be able to meet Prophet Kai.

"It's a pity that the Prophet and his people live in the deep sea, otherwise it would be a good choice to live with them. "Because the conversation with Prophet Kai was very pleasant, the thought crossed the Whitefish Man's mind.

Amphibious fishmen can move freely in the water and on land, but it is more in line with their living habits to survive in places such as reefs and shores.

Living in the deep sea for a long time is not suitable for amphibian fish-people.

The Whitefishmen quickly climbed out of the black passage and came to the glacial lake, where they learned from the mouth of the Prophet Kai that the lake was called the Jewel Lake by the nearby Sea Tribes.

The water of the Jewel Lake has not yet thawed, but you can already see the sunlight shining through the ice, lighting up the entire body of the ice lake, ignoring the extremely low temperature, it is like a fairyland.

The feeling in the ice was not pleasant, and the white fishman quickly followed the path he had come, through the ice, and quickly turned to the hole he had dug into the ground.

The Whitefishman found that the hole he had dug had poured into a large amount of light, and instead of being in total darkness, he could see the clear blue sky above when he looked up.

The Whitefishman deftly crawled out of the burrow, and a blazing sun was already hanging in the sky, which made the Whitefishman feel very good, although the mud on the swamp was still hard, and the surface of the Gem Lake in the distance had become a piercing ice.

"I should go that way. The White Fish Man stood still, his heart struggling.

The Whitefish Man remembered the words of Prophet Kai.

"In this world, there is no race, and you will have a hard time living unless you are strong enough to make most creatures fearful. ”

"If your tribe really can't accept you, then go to the other side while the lake is frozen. Sometimes, it's not a good thing to just want to fit in. Stay, be ostracized, and you'll only get hurt more. The Prophet Kai's meaningful words swirled in the minds of the Whitefish Man.

The Whitefishmen looked into the depths of the swamp, the direction where the bluefishmen who had only seen each other disappeared, and their gathering place should be there.

Although the sun had risen, they had not yet appeared on the swamp, which was clearly the territory of the bluefishmen.

"Am I going to try to fit in with them?"

"Maybe my biological parents are in that gathering place. ”

As the Whitefishman hesitated, a shadow flashed in the sky, blocking the sunlight shining on the Whitefishman.

The white fishman raised his head vigilantly and saw a shocking scene.

Huge flying birds, no, maybe call them flying dragons!

A huge flying dragon with a wingspan of twenty or thirty meters wide flew through the blue sky above the white fish man's head, his whole body was dark brown, his streamlined body, and his posture flying in the air was full of unparalleled momentum!

Even on the ground, the Whitefish Man could feel the intense coercion emanating from it!

This powerful creature is enough to make most creatures fearful, and a deep longing rises in the hearts of the white fish people.

"Boom~......" The flying dragon creatures in the air chirped freely without any scruples, and the sound was heard far away in the empty and dead frozen world, and some weak creatures began to gradually wake up under this long cry, and the cold world slowly regained its vitality.

The Wyvern didn't notice the tiny white fish-man on the ground, or maybe he saw it, but he didn't pay attention to it at all.

The white fish-man below could not see the front of the wyvern, but the white-fishman could feel a deep unruly or free breath from the wyvern.

This is undoubtedly also a class of intelligent beings.

"Even though I don't have wings, I'm going to be like him. The Whitefishman looked in the direction where the Wyvern had gone, glanced back at the depths of the swamp, and made up his mind to follow the Wyvern's direction.

In fact, the white fish man was still proud in his heart, because he had just been born with a wisdom that surprised even the great creature of the Crab Prophet.

The Whitefish people know that they are special.

Gifted with some knowledge from the Prophet Kai, the Whitefish Man sketched a little of his surroundings and formed a rough map in his mind.

Centered on the Jewel Lake, the White Fish Man is located in the middle of the western side of the Jewel Lake, with the estuary to the south and a large piece of land bordered by the depths of the Jewel Lake to the north.

The location where the Wyvern left, the direction that the Whitefishman chose to go, was the opposite shore where the Whitefishman was located, east of the Gem Lake.

What was there, there was nothing, the Whitefish people didn't know anything.

But the white fish people did not have the slightest fear, but instead rose a faint sense of anticipation.

The body of the white fish-man, because it absorbs a lot of energy before it hatches in the eggshell, is actually much stronger than the ordinary adult fish-man.

The Fish-Man is definitely not a weak creature, but a ferocious carnivorous predator, and the White Fishman is the best of them all, the mutated Fish-Man, and it is not difficult to provide for itself by ordinary hunting.

With his decision ready, the Whitefish Man came to the lake and stepped onto the ice, feeling a chill as soon as his flippers touched the ice formed by the surface of the gem lake.

"It seems that before you go, you have to make yourself a pair of shoes. ”

It's okay to just step on it for a while, but the white fish-man has to cross this endless lake, and the time to walk on the ice will definitely not be short.

After stepping on the ice for a long time, his flippers are estimated to be frostbitten even if they are protected by hard skin.

The Whitefish Man didn't know how he knew the concept of shoes, but he had just had the idea of protecting his flippers and the concept jumped out on its own.

The white fish-people don't delve into the reason, just think that this is the ability that the mutant fish-people have.

The Whitefish Man looked around and quickly found what he was looking for.

In the midst of a few frozen lifeless bushes, a few frozen hard dead branches were picked up by the Whitefishmen, and were easily broken to an equal length under the brute force of the Whitefishmen.

Pulling out some vines, the Whitefish-Man tied the equally long branches together.

Although the white fish man's palm was only three fingers, he still completed the task very nimbly.

When tying up, the Whitefish Man didn't have any lag in his movements, as if this was a skill he was born with.

In the last step, the Whitefish Man put the simple gloves and shoes he made on his hands and feet, tried them, and felt okay.

Fishmen usually like to walk half-bent backs, but when hunting and moving quickly, they will choose to land on all fours, which will improve their agility and be more conducive to defense and explosion.