Chapter Ninety-Nine: Godson
"That's good. The Whitefishman nodded.
"You've had enough training, and I'll have something big to announce in the evening. "The Whitefish Man sold out.
Scar and Lan Yan heard something, and glanced at each other, both of them seeing excitement and eagerness in their eyes.
Behind them, the slightly sluggish Fishman warriors began to talk about the big things that the Whitemen might announce in the evening.
Stimulated by the large amount of wind dragon meat, the two names of Scar and Blue Fish have become the strongest fish-man warriors in the tribe except for the white fish-people.
Both of them have the strength of the quasi-lord level, their muscles are irritable, and their height has increased to two meters three.
Agility is a bit higher than that of a normal Setters.
Scar's strength is even better between the two.
It's just that the two of them didn't master special abilities.
"Everyone hurry up and go home to rest, and come to the Fishman Hall in the evening to hold a dinner. ”
"Let the fish-man elder Lan Qi bring in the little fishmen. ”
"Aren't the little fish people always clamoring to come to the Fishman Hall to play? ”
"Today, the first floor of the Fishman Hall allows everyone to come and go at will. The Whitefish Man commanded.
On weekdays, in order to be clean, underage little fishmen are not allowed to enter the fishman hall.
The Fish-Man Elder Lan Qi is an old man who is now in charge of the logistics of the huge Fish-Man Town, mainly with the help of two female Fish-Man warriors, with some goblin slaves.
The other female fish-man warriors jumped into the battle sequence as soon as they gave birth, practicing non-stop every day.
Including the little fishman at the beginning, Lan Ji, who has just come of age, has also become a member of the gatekeepers.
The task of leading the little fishman naturally fell on Lan Qi.
Soon, with the sound of chirping and quarreling, Lan Qi, the elder of the fish-people, came in with a group of more than thirty small fishmen more than half a meter high.
The little fish people were particularly excited when they first entered the wide fishman hall, which was usually not allowed.
The wide hall and the tall pillars are all fun places for the little fish.
The largest building in town has always been a popular place for the little fish.
The little fish people, who were originally full of interest, couldn't help but silence themselves after seeing the adults in the main hall, especially the tallest white fish man, under the pressure of the momentum of the warriors.
The white fishman looked at the future new force of this group of tribes, and unconsciously smiled, and while he was happy, he couldn't help but sigh at the adaptability of the fishmen.
These little fish, who have been born for less than two months, have grown blue skin that is more suitable for living on land.
Due to the environment, instead of inheriting the green skin of the green fish people, they evolved blue armor.
The blue armor has less function than the green armor, but it has stronger defense and is more easily constructed to move around the land.
"Scar, my godson is here, go and bring him here. The Whitefishman patted Scar's shoulder beside him.
Perhaps not seeing his son, Scar followed the other tribal warriors to the side of the little fishman.
"Shiratori, come here. Scar beckoned to the small fish-man pile.
A small figure quickly ran over at the sound and hugged Scar's thigh.
"Father, you're back. Shiratori rolled his big eyes and looked up at his father.
"This is your godfather, why don't you call it?" Scar pointed at the white fish man and patted the white bird's little head.
Hearing this, Shiratori turned his head to the side of the White Fishman.
It's a pity that the little fishman is only half a meter tall, and the terrifying height of the white fishman ceremony is four meters, and the white bird can't see the whole face of the white fishman at all.
For this godfather who was recognized by his father as a newborn, Shiratori has a faint sense of fear.
This is because the strength of the Whitefish People is so terrifying that ordinary creatures can easily develop an instinctive awe of them.
Shiratori's surname is Bai, not only Shiratori, but also the newly born fish people of the entire tribe are all surnamed Bai.
This is a new family name taken by the Whitefish people in order to eliminate the influence of the Deep Blue Clan.
Shiratori was considering whether to speak, when he suddenly felt his body being lifted up in the air.
In a panic, a big face appeared in front of his eyes.
"Godfather...... " Shiraoba rolled his eyes and shouted crisply.
It turned out that the white fish man gently held the body of the white bird with his palm and grabbed it in front of his face.
Shiratori's eyes widened as he looked at the only white-skinned fish-man in the clan, and in addition to awe, there was also curiosity in his eyes.
The adults all say that he is the patron saint of the Nightkin tribe, the great fishman venerable of everyone, and the people of the clan need to protect and admire.
"Enough observation, Shiratori. The white fish man blew into Shiratori's face in one breath.
The white bird closed his eyes in the wind, and his face turned slightly red.
Shiratori, the godson that the White Fishman adopted, is Scar's only son.
The fish-man eggs laid are all descendants of six male fish-man warriors in the tribe.
The small fish that hatch from the eggs fully demonstrate the heritability of the organism.
At a young age, it can be seen that Shiratori has inherited his father's bravery, and is the strongest and agile among the little fishmen.
Below are Lan Xu's three sons.
One reason for accepting Shiratori as his godson is that Shiratori is indeed the most outstanding of the little fishmen.
Another reason is that the white bird has a slight tendency to mutate.
On the back of the white bird, there are two white marks, one on the left and one on the right, which are imprinted on the top like a pair of wings.
The White Fishman speculates that when the White Bird grows up, he may be born with a special ability and become a real mutant Fishman.
"Shiratori, have there been any changes in the little wings on your back lately?" the white fishman stretched out his paw and lightly tapped the white mark on Shiratori's back.
"No, godfather!" Shiratori quickly shook his head.
The White Fish Man himself carefully examined the marks on the White Bird's body.
Indeed, as Shiratori said, there is no major change on the top.
"Elder Fishman has taught you something lately. After thinking about it, the White Fish Man changed the subject.
"Hmm...... The elders taught us literacy, halberd and knife skills. "Shiratori 1510 said.
"Yes, did you learn almost?"
"It's almost recognizable. Shiratori replied.
"Okay, then you can stay with your godfather every day. The Whitefishman gently placed the White Bird on the ground.
"Ah, Venerable, how is this going to work, will Shiratori disturb you?" Scar said hurriedly.
"Don't bother, I want to help Shiratori develop his mutated parts, and if successful, he will most likely become the second mutant fishman in the tribe. ”
Hearing the words of the white fish man, Scar, who knew that His Holiness would not talk nonsense, unconsciously showed excitement on his face.
Can his own son also become a mutant fishman?
Can you become a strong person like His Holiness? No, as long as you have one-third or one-fifth of the strength of Your Holiness, then you are already extremely powerful.