The potion executive of most of the sea whales is a big fat man, fatter than Znuva that Connors saw that day, but unlike Znuvanu who pretends to be noble but has an inferiority complex in his heart, this fat man is arrogant from the bones, just like some children of wealthy families, he has overwhelmed others from the precipitation, no need to speak, everyone present involuntarily lowered their heads.

Connors secretly sighed to himself, this aura is too powerful, if he hadn't experienced life and death, he might not be able to withstand such an aura if he hadn't been reborn and reincarnated.

The Potions Executive of the Great Tribe, Thomas Sea Whale, is not only a high position, but also a powerful magician!

"I heard that your seaweed department killed a ten-meter demon shark. ”

To put it mildly, it seemed that the executive cared more about the monster than the little potion.

"My lord, the tribe did kill this ten-meter-level monster a few days ago. ”

Connors replied respectfully, what kind of person you face, you should say anything, don't look at calling Licourt His Royal Highness, this title can only be valid in the middle of the kelp, but Tumas even if Licourt sees it, he has to shout an adult.

Of course, both of them are magicians, and they can still use the title of magician.

"Yes, it is rare in the history of sea whales to be able to kill a ten-meter-level monster with only more than twenty people without the participation of a magician. ”

"It was just a bit of trickery and some luck, and even then we lost a few fishermen"

"No matter what the reason, it is the ability to kill a ten-meter-level monster, there is nothing shameful in strategy, there is no wisdom and brute force, that is the mind of a fish. ”

Wisdom is needed to study magic, and in the eyes of the magician, wisdom is the most important, which is why he looks up to this tribe that is not known at all.

"What the Lord said is that the sea created the Khatam people, but it was the wisdom that changed the Khatam people."

Hearing this, Tumat suddenly raised his eyebrows

"Wisdom has changed the people of Khattam...... Well, it makes sense, it's not easy for you, a small chieftain of a remote tribe, to have such an opinion, but it's a pity that you don't have a talent for magic, otherwise you will definitely become a seeker of truth. ”

The lifelong dream of all magicians is to pursue the truth, so it is highly regarded as a seeker of truth in the mouth of a magician.

"Thank you, sir."

Unexpectedly gained the favor of Tumas.

"Take me to see the little potions. ”

Toumas finally got down to business.

"Your Excellency, these little potions were found in the cave of the Demon Shark, and they were preserved by growing in a crack in the stones. ”

Long before the tribesmen arrived, he had opened the area that was about to be recessed, revealing the potion inside, otherwise he would not have been able to explain how to tell that there was a potion inside the rock, even a magician would not be able to detect it, and Jer, who knew about it, had already been ordered by him not to say it.

Even if he said it, it didn't matter much, no one could have imagined that he actually had the ability to see magic power particles, and he could be said to have guessed according to the intention of the demon shark, in fact, he guessed it, and Poseidon's words only played a definite role.

The fishy smell in the Demon Shark's lair had almost dissipated, but Tumas still frowned slightly when he entered, but fortunately, his attention was quickly attracted by a few small potions that had been carefully cared for, compared to the glittering magic ribbons in the 'horizon', the small potions on the naked eye were not so beautiful, and several filamentous purple bodies grew from one root.

It was this hollow in the middle of the surrounding coral rocks, and the continuous reproduction of these small potion plants that gave Connors such a big surprise.

With his own hands, Tumas cut off a small section of potion with his fingernails and put it in his mouth to savor it

This is the biggest difference between the Eye of Poseidon and the mage, the mage can sense magic, but even the most genius cannot directly sense the mana particles.

It is self-evident how important clarity is, for example: Leeuwenhoek, if he did not polish lenses and microscopes, he would be an insignificant government official, but his polished lenses can make people see tiny creatures clearly, so he is a microscopist, a pioneer of microbiology!

The well-known "there are a lot of bacteria in raw water, and it will hurt alone if you drink it directly" and "wash your hands before eating and after using the toilet" were put three hundred years ago, even the emperor didn't know about it!

That's the magic of the Eye of Poseidon, if Connors wants to, he can even count how many mana particles are in the little potion!

"Yes, it's a small potion, and it's nice to be able to have such magic power next to a monster."

Toumas's words undoubtedly had a decisive effect, and Connors exhaled heavily.

"Give me the edict. ”

Tumas didn't say anything and began to write the edict directly, and did not avoid the intention of the crowd, the mermaid's eyesight was excellent, and Connors could clearly see what was written on it.

"Seaweed Minor discovered a small potion at the end of April 150 in the Sea Whale Calendar......"

Writing this, Tumas suddenly raised his head:

"Connors, you're the discoverer of the potion, and the naming power is in your hands, what are you going to name it?"

Looking at the little filamentous potion Connors thought for a moment

"Let's call it Devil's Seaweed."

Seaweed egg soup is his favorite soup when he is still on earth, but unfortunately there is no condition to eat it in this marine world, although the begonia fish tastes good, but after all, there are still some regrets, this little potion does not look like seaweed Connors still intends to call it that.

It's just a name, and Tumas doesn't care, and continues to write;

“...... The small potion of Magic Seaweed, owned by Connors Seaweed, the chief of the Seaweed Division, as a reward for the discovery of the potion, with the potion as the center within a radius of thirty miles......"

Writing this, Thomas stopped again, thought for a while, and then picked up the pen again on the white fish skin to change the word radius to thirty miles southwest, and the original address of the small part of the seaweed is in the southwest direction, thirty is almost just connected with the original territorial integrity of the tribe, otherwise although this territory belongs to the small part of the seaweed, but the middle belongs to the middle of the kelp, and the middle of the kelp can easily cut off the connection between the two sides of the tribe as long as it is inserted horizontally, but the change of the two words has helped Connors a lot

“...... Ten miles to the southwest is the territory of the small part of the seaweed, and at the same time, the first three extremes, as the need for the development of potions, can not be offered to the potion, after three quarters, half of the harvest will be offered to most of the sea whales every quarter, and the population limit of the small part of the seaweed will be raised to two thousand - most of the sea whales"

After writing it, Tumas took out a magic seal printed with a whale from his jacket pocket and pressed it on it, and a whale that kept rolling appeared on it, representing the authority of the sea whale, someone dared to ignore the edict of the Sea Whale Ministry is challenging the authority of the Sea Whale Ministry, the last edict almost sent Connors to hell, and this edict sent him back to the world, now even if the problem of the magic seaweed is not solved, the Seaweed Division will not be disbanded, of course, there is no way to get the territory if the merits and demerits are offset.

"Good luck, Connors Seaweed. ”

......

Tumas went back, and the matter was finally hammered, unless someone felt the majesty of most of the sea whales, no one could snatch this magic seaweed from Connors, and the middle of the kelp also became a tribe with two small potions!

Because the small part of the Tibetan seaweed in Tumas passed by, the news that the chief found a small potion spread far and wide, and the successive good news has completely overwhelmed everyone in the tribe, first solving the potion incident that has plagued the tribe for more than three years, and then killing the ten-meter-level monster that came to attack, and now he has found a small potion!

There are so many surprises!

When Connors returned, what awaited him was a warm welcome from all the tribes! Little Scales rushed over to hug him, making Mepott, who had already opened his arms on the side, embarrassed and jealous, feeling that he was so wronged as a father.

Touching the little one's head, Connors smiled knowingly, this feeling of being needed and welcomed by others was really comfortable.

"Hello everyone, I'm your chief Connors Seaweed!"

The last time he spoke in public, the tribe was crumbling and the hearts were scattered, and he kept the inhabitants like a duck on the shelf, this time it was the same beginning, but it was not to relieve the tension in his heart but to be happy from the heart

"I have fulfilled my promise to you, now the tribe will not be disbanded no matter what, and everyone will have a stable residence and be protected by the tribe!"

"Chief!"

"Chief!"

I don't know who started, almost everyone shouted loudly to the chief, less than five hundred, but shouting in unison was also deafening, Connors couldn't help but take a deep sip of seawater, and opened his mouth loudly

"And the tribe now has two potions, and the harvest each quarter will be twice as much as it was three years ago! The territory has doubled, although the land is still barren, but there are still a lot of fertile places in such an area, especially a large area of coral rock gravel, you don't have to worry about fish and meat in the future, you can have as many as you want, you used to leave the tribe when the tribe was in the most critical situation, and now it's time for me to report to you in the city, all the inhabitants of the tribe now enjoy a harvest of potions every quarter in addition to the original salary! ”

Fifty percent of the small tribe's quarterly harvest is given to most of the sea whales, one percent is given to the middle of the kelp, and the remaining forty percent is the chief, but the chief needs to pay the salary of all the tribe owners, as well as various expenses, and often he can leave two percent in the end, which is already a good year, after all, the small part of the seaweed has no other harvest except potions.

And for the people in the small part of the seaweed, one more benefit is equivalent to doubling the salary, and the more work is more!

"Long live the chief!"

Everyone cheered from the bottom of their hearts, and the entire seaweed department swept away the haze of the past three years and completely fell into a carnival.