The next day, Connors got up from the bed and rubbed his brow, his head still a little dizzy.

"I didn't expect there to be such a thing as alcohol at the bottom of the sea. ”

Unlike the earth, which takes a lot of time to brew with grain, it is very simple to produce, and a strange fruit is fermented in a closed container, and after about half a month, the seawater in the bottle will be mixed with a certain amount of alcohol, but the concentration is not high, and it is somewhat similar to the taste of fruit wine.

The alcohol is absorbed through the gills behind the ears of the Khattam, creating a feeling of drunkenness.

Yesterday everyone in the seaweed department was very happy, and the atmosphere was strong, and Connors also drank a little, but he didn't drink much, and after a few glasses, he returned to his room in a daze, and slept until now.

"In the future, there will be fewer things like wine, and it is easy to make mistakes, there are a few people watching the magic seaweed, there will be no problem, but it is definitely not a long-term solution, and the people of the fishing team are also responsible for hunting fish, and they can't be guarded all the time. ”

This period of time is completely Connors's previous savings to support the tribe's livelihood, at most it can only be about another month, but in a few days, the hundred golden scales that kill the ten-meter-level monster will be in hand, and there is no need to worry about the money in the short term.

In addition, the coral rocks that are suppressed by the fertile soil must also be removed quickly, which will require a large number of manpower, not to mention that if the magic seaweed starts to be planted, it will definitely need a large number of people, and the fishing team will also need to expand......

"There aren't enough people!"

It really made him very unhappy to wake up in the morning with so many troublesome things, but he also had to think about it.

After a few simple snacks, Connors came to the office on the first floor, Mabel took the people of the fishing team to inspect the new territory early in the morning to see what places are the places where you can fish, after the death of the demon shark, the begonia fish has just begun to swim back and is not suitable for hunting, and the coral gravel belt cannot be used as a fishing ground for a short time, so you have to quickly find a new source of fish meat.

As for the news that the demon shark was killed, it has already been passed on to most of the warrior officers of the sea whale. It won't take long to buy them, distribute rewards, and upgrade all participating fishermen of the tribe to warriors.

So the whole fishing team is now grinding their fists and looking forward to it.

"I still need someone to help me deal with government affairs, and the city hall can't be built in a short time, and there is no need for this, but a clerk is still desperately needed. ”

Looking at the empty layer, Connors thought again

But clerks are not easy to find, not to mention those who can skillfully calculate accounts in the seaweed department, there are not even a few literate ones, Mabel counts one but he has to deal with the affairs of the fishing team, and Jerle also knows how to read, but the fishing team is now understaffed and cannot be transferred.

The small tribe is completely a temporary gathering place, what foundation Du no, thanks to the dead cheap dad still hard development to see thirty years.

"In short, everything is based on the number of mermaids"

Bending the tail fin and sitting in a chair, Connors thought for a moment, pulled out two white fish skins, and thought about it for a moment before he began to write

"Notice on the Recruitment of Displaced Persons in the Seaweed Division"

"Notice on the Recruitment of Seaweed Small Department Talents"

......

Hanging far behind the crowd, Bul Little Redwood wandered aimlessly at the bottom of the sea, his face covered in dirt, his body was petite, and his tail fin was only half that of a normal Khatam, just like the long legs of a human, and the scales had shed a lot of blue and red flesh inside, which was the sequelae of not eating sea rice for a long time.

In addition to her tattered clothes, there was only one fishskin bag with all her belongings inside.

Five years ago, there was a problem in the eyes of the little mahogany small part of the potion, the little red wood small part was forcibly disbanded, his parents and brother were escorted to the hanging table, and she escaped by the chaos, the little princess of the tribe became a homeless person overnight, from most of the sea lions to most of the sea whales, and only she knows how much she suffered in the middle.

Everything depends on herself, many places have long been occupied by tribes, once you enter, even if you are not careful, you will be killed, and occasionally get a little will be snatched away by strong homeless, as for the necessary sea rice for life, it will take a long time to eat, and what is even more terrifying is that there will be some extremely disgusting homeless people coveting her appearance, for these hungry mermaids, even her short tail fin can't stop them, she has to cut off her long hair and smear it on her face with filth.

Without Haimi, her physical strength is getting weaker and weaker, and sooner or later, she will become a dry skeleton at the bottom of the sea without waving her tail fin.

Life is really difficult, originally she could continue to have the courage to live, but a few days ago, the only good sister was finally chased and bitten to death by a fierce knifefish without eating sea rice for more than half a year, and the blood of that day seemed to remain in the middle of her nose, which finally made her lose hope in life.

"Maybe I'll just disappear to the bottom of the sea. ”

No matter how hard she tries, she can't catch up with even a small fish now, and all that awaits her is death.

But when she thought of death, she couldn't help but tremble, closed her eyes, didn't know anything, and was forever silent in the night, unable to move or make a sound, and the thought would make people forget to breathe.

She doesn't want to die, but she can't live, which is the sorrow of all the displaced people.

Suddenly, a whole exclamation erupted from the mermaid group in front of her, and quickly dispersed, she vaguely heard the words 'seaweed small part', 'small magic potion', 'recruiting homeless people' and so on, and then the mermaid school quickly turned in one direction, pushing and shoving, it seemed that the water was not far behind.

Even a few words led Boole to the general conclusion that a small tribe had found a small potion and was now recruiting outcasts!

The cultivation of small potions requires a large number of people, and every time a tribe finds a new potion it will recruit a large number of outcasts, and the potion will make their lives more comfortable for the tribesmen, but it is a turning point in the fate of the tribe for the outcasts.

Even being inferior means that you can at least live, which is a luxury for someone who is struggling on the edge of life and death.

Bull shook his head and shook his tail fin as hard as he could, trying to keep himself as fast as he could, desperately following the troops.

The small tribe recruits people like young and strong merfolk or mermaids with experience in potion cultivation, although she is young, according to the standards of the Khatam people, she can only be regarded as just an adult, and she can not occupy the edge of strong, as for potion cultivation. She hadn't seen any potions other than the little mahogany in her memory, let alone any cultivation experience.

But this is her last hope, if it doesn't work, then her next step may be to find a place where she can see and wait quietly for death.

Coming to the door of the tribe, near the edge of the Abyss Ridge, there were already thousands of mermaids waiting outside, almost firmly surrounding the gate of the tribe, Bull had no chance to get closer, only swam to the sky and look at the proposed tribe from afar, not much like the small redwood tribe that was about to forget, this was a relatively weak tribe, at least until they found the second potion.

However, in the middle of the tribe was a seven-meter-long skeleton of a white shark, and the smell on it made everyone feel suffocated.

This is an extremely powerful monster, and the only thing that can be placed in the center of the blue to represent glory is probably the seaweed Xiaobu who hunted it himself!

"Oh my God!"

Bull covered her mouth, she had seen monsters from afar a few times in her ten years of homeless life, and she had a clear understanding of their power!

As for robbery, it is simply looking for death! The outcast robbers are destined to be exterminated.

The flow of people is still pouring in, and for the wandering homeless, no one will give up this opportunity, scrambling to squeeze forward, the front means that it is easier to be noticed, and you can even use the little wealth on your body to bribe the tribesmen, so that your success rate is greater.

Abusive and even brief beatings took place all over the crowd, and everyone was desperate for a way to survive

Bull didn't have any advantage, she could only be squeezed farther and farther, and in the end she was already the end of the crowd, and it was difficult for the people in the small part of the seaweed to see her, and her mood was getting heavier and heavier, and she had basically lost the opportunity.

Two days passed, during which Bull only secretly ate a piece of black fish meat, and it was common for so many homeless people to rob the place, although they were not strong enough to be wandering for ten years, and he still knew the skills of survival.

In the past two days, the people of the seaweed group are still living a normal life, everyone's face is full of happy smiles, Bull looks at these people and is also envious in his heart, who will be unhappy if he finds a small potion in time?

Ten years ago is almost forgotten, but even if it is vague when you think about it, it is still painful.

During this time, she heard the name of Connors Seaweed, the chief of the Seaweed Lesser Division, more than once, all of them singing praises and praises, and there were always some residents of the Seaweed Lesser who came to talk to them about the changes in the past two months after their work, and then spread wildly among the homeless, and Bull also heard it.

The twists and turns were simply thrilling, and it was hard for her to imagine that just two months ago, Seaweed Kobe was almost in the same danger of disbanding as Little Redwood Kobe because of the potion problem.

"You don't know how frightened the whole tribe was when the edict of most of the sea whales came down, I almost fainted in that moment, the neighbor's old Ge'er took advantage of the chief's coma that night and fled with his money, fortunately I believe the chief, now the old Ge'er doesn't know what it looks like to regret it......"

Not far away, a homeless testimony told him the news he had inquired about, as if he were a tribesman himself, and Bull sat not far away, holding his tail fin in both hands, listening intently.

The man had a talent for storytelling, and he was very detailed about Connors waking up from a coma to solve the problem of the little potion, leading the fishing team to win a big battle against a ten-meter monster in the begonia forest not far away, and fighting again in the monster's lair, successfully killing the monster and discovering a small potion plant, all of which was explained in detail, as if he had personally experienced half of it and caused everyone to exclaim from time to time.

"That's great!"

Bull didn't know what he meant by saying it.