What does it feel like to be a tribal chief? Especially when it's not a human race.

A week ago, he was vomiting from seasickness on a passenger ship, and after an inexplicable shipwreck, he became the guy with almost the same name, Connors Seaweed, so he was much luckier than the rest of the ship, but when he saw the fish tail that kept shaking below, he suddenly felt bad, and then thought of the feeling of almost being suffocated by endocrine when he first came, and the feeling of the 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past when the scales in the lower part of his waist suddenly moved magically to reveal his own dingding.

What a.

What's even more speechless is that the thing grows out of itself as soon as it shows its head, you must know that this is the water world! The speed of the diffusion of molecules, the speed at which it swims, and the breathing speed of the gills behind the pointed ears.

I'm not good at math!

......

All in all, Connors had crossed over a week and had become a glorious Hatamu, like a legendary mermaid, with a human-like upper body of human structure and breathing organs like purple eyes, pointed ears, and gills hidden behind it, and a complete fish's tail on the lower body, with a wide tail the width of an adult's fully open arms.

This is the marine world!

But Connors is still a human after all, how can he change back? Could it be that he has used the tail of a fish all his life, and although the mermaid is dreamy, it is completely different when he becomes a mermaid.

That day, he got up from a pile of rubble, covered with injuries, confused, frightened, and instinctively staggered back to the house that should belong to him, closing the door, as if only a completely closed environment could give him a sense of security.

Having gotten through the initial panic, he discovers a completely unfamiliar memory, that of the body's owner, Donus Seaweed.

What made him a little flustered was that this was no longer the earth he was familiar with, but a completely different world, and even the concept of land was completely absent from this memory.

This world is the world of the ocean, there is no electricity, no steel behemoths, no steam, not even fire!

But there's magic here, there's magic! A real magician has an infinite amount of magic in the sea, and a magician can use this magic to cast magic in his memory:

The muffled sound of incantations, the surging water, and the coral stones that can be easily shattered are mysterious and powerful.

Theoretically, any supernatural must represent unscientific and impossible, and perhaps you can rely on magic to regain your legs, or even return to Earth!

Once a person has a belief, he will urgently need a basis to support this belief, Connors began to frantically search for the possibility of this idea, and a text was found in the depths of his predecessor's memory

“...... The ancestors were crazy with magic, trying to use the eyes of the gods to guide the direction of the outside world, time was confused, space was turbulent, and the eyes of the gods were lost in the long river, but instead of opening a rich other world, the door to the abyss began, and the disaster began......"

The memory terminates here, as if it were a screenshot of a passage from a book, which is apparently not remembered by the ex.

What kind of god's eyes, time turmoil Connors didn't know, but one thing made him notice the "other world", that is to say, the magic here has the ability to break through the plane, maybe it can go back?

Now he needs to find the book!

"Bang Bang Bang"

A slight and hurried knock sounded from the first floor of the stone house.

Connors ignored it, he'd been hearing knocks on the door these days, and he wasn't ready to see anyone.

"Sheikh, His Highness Zatkao Kelp has arrived, and I hope you will come out for a while. ”

However, the person who knocked on the door did not mean to give up, and shouted loudly outside the door.

"Litkao kelp!"

Connors instantly remembered that Litkao Kelp, the son of the chief of the Kelp Division of the Middle Tribe, a magical genius, and the sole heir, and his identity was the chief of the Seaweed Department of the Minor Tribe. In other words, the other party is the genius heir of the chairman, a typical rich and handsome, and he is a small package foreman who leads a group of younger brothers, a hard-working worker, and now the leader is coming to see his subordinates, how to hide.

"Bang!"

"Connors, it's such a big shelf, the young master is already waiting outside, you dare to hide in the house!

The coral door on the first floor was violently slammed, accompanied by a shrill sound, penetrating the sea water and pouring directly into the ears.

I'm afraid I'll have to go out.

Some clumsily opened the door to the first floor, and pulled the latch open from the inside, and two Khatam people stood at the door, one of them was tall, with a thick tail fin and Kong Wu's arms containing terrifying explosive power, and a simple back shirt leaking out of his chest full of scars, a battle-hardened fisherman! As for the other one, who looked only half the height of the former, but a circle of huge fat was tightly tightened inside the delicate clothes, two large pieces of fat hung on the face like pork jerky, and the two mustaches were trimmed very delicately, like a pig's pigs with tail fins of the elders.

But the warrior whispered, and the pig's toe was high!

"Hey, you're not dead, I thought you were really stoned to death by a coral stone, and since you're not dead, you're still delaying Your Highness's time!"

Looking at Connors, whose face was still a little sickly pale, Pigpig let out a pig-like mockery.

"Zruva...... Lord Luo, the chief came back from being hit by rubble last week and was covered with injuries, and he still hasn't recovered. ”

The strong man tries to express his meaning in the crappy lingua franca.

"It's Zluvanu, I can't speak well, it's really a temporarily assembled homeless people, and the inferior people are not as good"

Pige pouted in disgust, straightened the tie-like thing that hung on his chest, and the look of the high made the battle-hardened fisherman's head even lower.

"Let's go, Uncle Maypott, minion, I don't think your master wants to waste time."

Connors couldn't help but taunt him, and swam out first, Piggy, that is, Znouano, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, his identity was indeed a minion, and he swam slowly after tidying up his clothes, and the fisherman Mepott followed after both of them left.

It didn't take long for Connors to come to the door of the tribe, and the small square that was rarely visited on weekdays was full of mermaids at this time, and it was not piled up together, nearly a hundred mermaids were scattered around the square and did not dare to take a step forward, and the farther ones were hiding more, and the low cry of a little girl came out of the square.

"Nana!"

Mepott was vaguely aware of what was happening, his bloody face turned white in an instant, his tail fin slapped the surface of the water fiercely, and the strength of the Hatamu warrior's perennial training made it blast out like a deep water*, and the scene he saw when he opened the surrounding merfolk made his eyes split:

His only daughter was curled up at the bottom of the sea at this time, crying in a low voice, and several bloody scars appeared on her rather wide tail fin at this time, and a short and thin mermaid beside her was raising a whip.

"Mepott, you're crazy, that's His Highness in the middle of the kelp!, Lord Sorcerer."

Your Highness, Lord Magician!

These two words made Mepott stop abruptly, and it was only then that he noticed that the whip in the hand of the thin monkey-like mermaid was composed entirely of magical water, and not far away a gorgeously dressed young man was staring intently at the little girl in the middle of the square, his tail gently wagging to indicate that he was in a happy mood.

The whip-wielding man noticed the figure of Maypot grinning at him, and turned to look at the little mermaid who was already scarred on the ground

"Smack!"

The whip was whipped down so hard that the little girl's tail fin was once again covered with a bloody scar

"Woo woo"

The delicate body jerked out, and his voice was a little hoarse from crying for a long time.

Mabel's eyes were bloodshot, the green tendons on his forehead were bulging, and his fists were creaking even more, but he never dared to take a step beyond Lei Chi! He knew that once he took a step, the result would only be worse, but he watched his daughter being bullied by bad people......

This is a lifetime of shame for a father!

"Hit harder, harder! Quick, hurry"

The gorgeously dressed man's eyes were full of hideous excitement at this time, and his whole body was even slightly spasmed due to extreme pleasure, and his mouth was constantly screaming, like a gambler who was enchanted.

"It's the young master"

The whip responded, flicking the whip of the current, and the little mermaid on the bottom of the sea curled up even smaller and shivered with fear because of the instantaneous vacuum of the seawater.

"Hey!" the thin monkey laughed, his face was ruthless, and the whip in his hand waved down again, but a flower in front of him, a figure blocked in front of him.

"Smack!"

The magic whip slammed into Connors's body, causing him to pour a mouthful of seawater in such a sharp pain.

"It hurts."

......

There was no expected pain, Shalena raised her head, and her eyes covered with purple tears looked at the figure in front of her, not tall but as if full of the brilliance of the sea god.

"Little Scale, good, it's okay"

Connors turned around and bared his teeth into a grin, motioning for Mepott to pick up his daughter.

It wasn't until the Little Mermaid was crying in his father's arms that he turned to look directly at the famous 'abuser' - Licott Kelp!

"I don't know what the chief is going to do, but I can't let myself be bullied by outsiders."

Connors thought to himself.