I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I accidentally sent it twice -- that, adults who bought it don't have to worry, I'll change it in one more chapter tomorrow afternoon! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

The fish-man's egg looks small from a distance, but in fact it is the size of a basketball in another plane, and the root is connected to a fixed rope like an umbilical cord, the gray-white fixed rope is very strong, and many thin tendons are scattered at the end of the fish-man egg, covering the entire egg, and the soul of the other world reaches out and pulls it, and finds that the other end of it is deeply embedded in the dark black stone, and with his strength, he can't even pull it out for the first time. Of course, he didn't want to pull it out, who knows what it would do, and he didn't want to ruin a living little life because of his curiosity.

The surface of the fish-man's eggs is smooth and elastic, the skin is translucent, thin and flexible, through which you can see the gelatinous gel like fish skin jelly, the gelatin contains luminous components, the light of the fish-man eggs comes, the soul of the other world revolves around it, his fingers gently caress one of them, and he is surprised to find that it is actually warm.

- Be careful, said the lich.

A harpoon flew almost against the mage's cheek - the water had more resistance than the air, but the harpoon's speed seemed completely unaffected by it, and the black-haired spellcaster didn't dodge as if he were in hundreds of deep waters, and not only dodged the unannounced attack, but also grabbed the murder weapon that attacked him with his backhand—the steel harpoon was deliberately iron-dusted so that it would be difficult to spot it in the deep black water, and it had six sharp teeth, each with ominous barbs.

But this may not be a harbinger of a small war, at most it can only be said to be a warning, because after layers of fluctuations. No less than fifty fish-people emerged from the deep darkness - the fish-people were not as sweet and lovely as the mermaids in the other plane, and in terms of appearance, they could even be said to be a little ugly and fierce - their upper bodies and faces were quite similar to those of humans, except for their flat features, especially the fin-like ears, which could be said to cling to their triangular skulls. There were no obvious scales on their skin, but rather a dolphin or killer whale, gray in color, and the otherworldly spirits presumably to ensure that predators wouldn't find them in the water all at once - fish in deep water were generally not too bright unless they were poisonous or spiky.

They have five rows of horizontal cleft cheeks, necks as thick as the trunks of coconut trees, and considerable muscles in their arms and chest, proportional to the lower half of their bodies. The Otherworldly Soul remembered seeing two fishmen selling seaweed for water purification at the square market at Cape Fortress, they certainly didn't have the big tails that looked beautiful but weren't practical, and they had the same legs as humans. But the skin of their legs can only be described as rough compared to the relatively smooth upper body skin - Cremar's sharp eyes could see the tiny shield scales, the sharp scales of the sharks, which felt like caressing a large particle of solid stone sandpaper, and their feet were as wide as fishtails, and without toes, and looked like flat pieces, with only a terrible hook growing at the end. Just like those crooked nails.

"You shouldn't be here," said one of the fishmen. His voice sounded like that of a human old man, hoarse, low, and slow, "This place belongs to us. He also looked like an old man, with white scales, broad cleft cheeks, and a thin and cuffy body. It also needs a fish-man to support you to barely "stand firm".

"If I'm not mistaken," the otherworldly soul politely replied, "I'm the master of the side island." ”

"The side islands have had many owners," said the old fish-man, the folds more densely furrowed than the others shaking as he spoke, "but they all know that the bottom of the Poseidon's eye is a fish-man." He swung his feet. "We've been here longer than humans, and we're in the service of the lords of the Eastern Crown. ”

"I hadn't heard of it before I came here. ”

"Maybe they forgot," said the old fish-man slowly, "but now I can relay this deed to you in detail—you have given us a place to lay eggs, and we can guarantee that there will be no disgusting snake people on your island." ”

"Snake people?"

The surprise of the black-haired spellcaster misled the fish-people, who thought that the new owner of the side island had never seen or heard of the snake people, and although they were confused by this (a spellcaster should understand the value of a snake man), he patiently spread the knowledge to Kremar - The Dragonfire Islands were a paradise for snake people when humans had not yet set foot in them, but a thousand years ago humans left the continent because of a catastrophe and came here, snake people are cunning and vicious, but these two are no comparison with humans in any way, snake people quickly disappeared into the dense juice, and the rest of the hunters who were not raised by humans to be dogs became a page in the recipe - The snake people were more like snakes than people, they didn't have legs but snake tails below the waist, and when the hungry mercenaries killed a snake man, they quickly learned how to stew their enemies into a fat hot soup,

But there are still some snake people who sneak into the deep jungle village to survive, they often drag away those slaves, although the flesh and blood of these slaves have a bad smell of medicine, but it is easy to catch, even the young snake people who have just been born for two or three years and the old, slow old snake people can easily catch them, which makes the "bridle" and the eunuchs very headache, and the advantage of the side island is that it has the "eye of the sea god" Although they spend most of their life in the sea, they must lay eggs in fresh water, wait for the eggs to hatch and become small fish-people before returning to the sea - most of the fish-people are looking for safe spawning sites at the estuaries of Silver Falls and several other rivers, but the water under Silver Falls is turbulent, which is not conducive to the growth of fish eggs, and the estuaries of other rivers gather a lot of humans, who will salvage fish eggs and sell them as a delicacy.

Fish-people in the area around the side islands can climb up through the crevices at the bottom of the islands. Then dive into the lake to spawn, where it is quiet, the water is clear, and there is an abundance of fish - the same fish that the black-haired spellcaster had seen before, these are freshwater fish with small, numerous bone spurs. The fat is not as fat as the saltwater fish from the outside world, but they have nothing to be wary of except speed, which is very suitable for the small fish people to try their teeth and claws for the first time, and they can also minimize the distance when they return to the sea, so the fish people and the previous owners of the side islands have a contract, which states that the fish people will help the owners of the side islands to drive away the wild snake people, and the latter must allow them to spawn in the "Poseidon's Eye" without any disturbance.

"But this contract doesn't seem to say that you can own this place. The Otherworldly Spirit said that he was actually a little embarrassed after touching someone's "child", if it weren't for the lich's insistence that he stay. He may already be in his room now: "You can lay eggs here, but that's all. ”

"Humans are always so greedy," the old fish-man muttered in the language of the fish-men, "the fish-men are not rich," he replied - in the lingua franca, "we may be able to find you some tourmaline, and amber ......" he said, staring with his cloudy eyes at the new master of the side island, who might be more dangerous than any of the previous masters, for the others were mortals. They wouldn't want to dive to such a depth just to see the fish-people's eggs unless they had to. Although they asked for a Fish-Man offering: "You might want to taste the fish-man eggs?"

For a moment, a soul from another plane almost let its gluttonous heart leap out of its lips, but thankfully it stopped in time, but that didn't stop it from fantasizing about the taste of fish roe—though it was also a little disgusting, as it felt a bit akin to eating unshelled chicken chicks and pink mice.

-- Like an egg. Said the lich.

――What?

-- It's just a big egg.

――Have you ever eaten?

- By chance, as a reward, said the lich, but don't think it's a good thing, the fish-man is a thief of the sea. Their lies are more abundant than the foam in the sea.

――How do you say that?

- Do as I say, the lich commanded.

The fish-people were very dissatisfied with the new contract proposed by the new owner of the side island, and they shook their heads one by one, and slapped their feet in turn (which means wrath in the fish-people), "This is impossible," said the old fish-man, "We are not humans, nor are we snake-people, we are not employed, nor are we raised, and you are afraid that we will not be able to provide the loyalty you want." ”

"So you're going to choose a new spawning ground?"

"You can't do this, this is given to us by the lord of the Eastern Crown," said the old fishman, "and you don't have the right to veto it." ”

"It's a pity that he gave it to me, and the whole of it," said the black-haired spellcaster, "and he didn't mention that some of them needed to be removed." ”

"We can give you more mermaid eggs, the price of mermaid eggs on the mainland is 500 gold coins each, you can also use it to exchange for some of the things you need. ”

"But I'm not short of gold," said the Otherworldly Spirit, and then he paused for the message the lich had given him, "And not everyone has ever been fooled by you - these fish-man eggs are worthless in the eyes of some, they have no life. ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about. The old fish-man said softly.

The lich smiled slightly in the sea of consciousness, he was a little worried that the souls of the other plane would not be able to grasp what he meant, but it could be said that it immediately understood the mystery: "These are unfertilized eggs. He said, causing a slight fluster, "For you, or for those who really need the eggs, the unfertilized egg has no meaning, it's just an untreated piece of meat," the otherworldly soul said as scripted, "Your children are not these...... Ovum. ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about. The old fishman insisted.

The spirit of the other world did not say anything, but reached out and cast a small spell before all the fishmen could react, and the spell shook the ground, lifting a dark stone out of its original position and throwing it into the caster's arms. The fishmen panicked, and some of them even threw harpoons, but the black-haired caster vanished in a flash, some of the harpoons piercing the eggs, some more rocks, and the fishmen let out a cry of grief.

"This is your child. The otherworldly spirit said, and he waved his finger slightly, and only then did the fishmen realize that his spell had caused the harpoons to not really pierce the stones—the eggs had cracked quite a bit, and the water had a faint fishy smell, but the fishmen's faces were only indifferent, as if the broken eggs had nothing to do with them.

The old fish-man has been staring at the "stone" in the caster's hand, it looks like a stone, cold, irregular edges and corners, and it is heavy in the hand, but as long as you compare it with the real stone, you can immediately detect the clues, in any case, its weight is much lighter than the stone.

- It's amazing, the souls of the other world praise that the eggs of the fish-people are like most saltwater fish and freshwater fish, they are fertilized in vitro, and the unfertilized eggs are only the future food and camouflage of the fish-people in the eyes of the fish-people - they use those shiny unfertilized eggs to hide the fertilized eggs that can hatch the fish-people, and when humans or other creatures are confused by the useless waste, their fertilized eggs have been coagulated into black lumps of bodily fluids and sunk to the bottom of the water, piled up into pieces of "stones" People know that the place where there are black stones is the spawning ground of the fish-men, but they don't know that the little fish-people come out of these "stones", and those unfertilized eggs are really no different from eggs in one way - if it weren't for the lich who was deceived in this regard, he would probably be confused by the attitude of these fish-people today.

The resolute reluctance of these fish-people to sign a new contract is also based on the idea that if the new owner of the side island does not know about the fish-people, then he will only order his people to remove the soft glow of the fish eggs and turn a blind eye to those that can really threaten the fish-people, and the fish-people can still use this freshwater spawning ground if they are more cautious.

"Think about it," said the black-haired spellcaster, "I only ask you to work for me for one year." ”

"We agreed," said the old fishermen, "but only for a year." ”

"Deal. The soul of the other world said lightly.

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Mei Mi jumped up as she soaked in the bath, "Hell, this is so hot!" she screamed angrily as she stared at the milky white water. (To be continued.) )