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Chapter 307: This is really a genius doctor

【3200-word chapter】

Heart of the Ocean?

This should be a special item controlled by the Sea God. It is precisely because of this thing that the Sea God can establish the Ocean God clan and have supreme power and status.

The talking fishman raised his head in admiration, and the fish whiskers on both sides of his mouth were quickly congested and became thicker at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, he quickly lowered his head in disappointment, and the two fish whiskers also drooped wilted.

“This kind of good thing is not something we can enjoy.”

"Yes, the Heart of the Ocean is allocated to Qihaiwu every year, and Qihaiwu will be assigned to his generals. It is impossible for us to be inferior creatures like us."

Inferior creatures?

Yang Muyun was stunned for a moment. When fish people spoke this word, they didn't have much resistance. They didn't feel shame or resentment, as if they had accepted their fate.

So, Yang Muyun asked: "Are the creatures in the ocean divided into many levels?"

The fishman replied: "Of course there are levels. The lower-level ethnic groups are all high-level food unless they can obtain the protection of those generals."

"Yes, I led the tribesmen to fight to the point of being successful, let the generals see our courage, take our family members, protect us, and give us some resources if possible."

Yang Muyun felt it was a bit ridiculous. He tried every means to accept his family members, but the marine creatures turned around. The family members begged to hug their thighs and find a backer.

What is this called?

“Are there many creatures in the ocean?”

The leader of the fishman replied: "There are more creatures in the ocean than on land. The sea is so cruel. It is difficult to live. I dare not close my eyes when I sleep."

After asking this question, Yang Muyun knew that it would be unnecessary.

The creatures on land are like living in courtyards, and the creatures in the ocean are like living in buildings, or even skyscrapers. The number of creatures per unit area is definitely far greater than that on land.

Smart creatures on land generally do not get too miserable, but the group of fishmen in front of them are actually just the lowest-level food.

The ocean's products are so abundant.

A group of the lowest-level fishmen can grow so fat and strong, which shows how generous their daily lives are. After living in the flower planting house for a few days, they have been hungry and lost weight.

Afterwards, Yang Muyun led his family back from the battlefield. The little barbarian practiced again and continued to record the experimental results in his research notes.

"Chief, the fishman has almost finished researching it. Let's have some shrimp soldiers and crab generals next time."

"Yes, Chief, I heard that there is a giant beast called the giant shark warrior. Can you get one to study it?"

"The Neptune whale is not bad either."

Yang Muyun thought to himself: These little shrimps are all things that no one wants, and no one objected to me when I move them back. As for the level of giant shark warriors, they are all elites among the elites. Even if they are injured, the Siren Priest will resume treatment. As for the

Neptune Whale? This thing will not appear on the battlefield at all.

After watching the battle for so long, Yang Muyun could understand that the North Sea patrolman and the Immortal Land did not look like they were killed by life and death.

Both of them also understood that neither can kill anyone, and it is basically impossible to carry out the full development, and no one can bear any consequences.

However, there is no problem with local small fights. Both sides pulled their hands out to train. The soldiers were against soldiers, the generals were against generals, and the winner devoured the loser to gain the opportunity to become stronger.

Take the last battle of fishmen. Both sides were at the level of 10,000 people, and in the end they died only more than 100. Only one hundred people were injured, and few could move.

On average, each survivor can get 100 enemies' corpses. Even if he can't finish it in one breath, he can still eat the essence of his heart and brain. If he spends such a huge amount of resources, he will definitely be able to break through and promote.

Most importantly, if you perform well on the battlefield, you can gain the attention of big people, be taken as your relatives by big people, thus gaining shelter and more resources to become stronger.

To put it bluntly, these two families are Yizi ate each other and exchanged flesh and blood resources with each other.

Just like a sieve, it eliminates all the weak and small dregs, leaving behind all the big elites.

Just like refining a Gu, killing each other and swallowing each other, the one who wins in the end must be the strong.

Yang Muyun picked up all the worthless minions from the battlefield. He was not strong in combat and would not get the attention of big shots even if he won. He was not even worthy of healing.

If it weren't for practicing for the little barbarians, Yang Muyun wouldn't have wasted time, energy, medicine, etc. on the fish man. It was purely a loss-making business and thankless.

But if the little doll likes it, let them play casually.

What Yang Muyun unexpectedly was that the first group of recovered fishmen brought great shock to the sea tribe after returning.

Everyone can see how miserable the fishman clan was at that time. There were few arms and legs, two halves in the waist, and even a broken belly.

These wounded siren priests can also be saved, but the cost is extremely high. Even if they are rescued, it will affect the coordination of the body. If they are not disabled, they are equal to semi-disabled.

But now, all these fishmen are back in a lively manner.

All the members of the sea clan surrounded him and grabbed the fishman's arms and legs to look carefully.

That's right, those wounded people have not fully healed their injuries, and the cuts can be seen on their arms and legs, and the wounds on their belly are also clearly visible.

But now, these fishmen move freely and have a stable breath, just like those who are fine.

A siren priest came on the waves and looked down at dozens of fishmen from a high place.

"Dirty species, what adventures do you have? Tell me."

In the past, when we heard "lowly species", fish people did not have any extra emotional fluctuations, because this is the fact that all species in the ocean are food for the strong, and the only value of survival is to be eaten by more powerful creatures.

However, after being "savored by all living beings" by the barbarians, the fish people had a different feeling.

All beings are equal, the flying dragons that are high above and the earthworms in the mud are all sentient beings, and they are all equal.

Flying dragons can live, earthworms can live, and fishmen can live. No one is born to die.

Therefore, when he heard the arrogant words of the sirens priest, the mermaid leader rose in his heart, but his long-term slavery still made him bow down and lower his head.

"Master Priest, we were saved by the barbarians using magical power. That power is so magical. More than a hundred tribesmen actually rescued forty."

All the marine creatures around were amazed.

More than one hundred wounded people actually rescued thirty or forty. Oh my God, what a magical spell, the healing rate is too high, and he is simply a miracle doctor.

At this time, someone noticed that the wounds on the fishman's body were closely connected, and even the colorful patterns on the skin were neatly arranged.

The marine creature who had been healed by the Siren Priest but had a twisted wound and fell into deep thoughts as he looked at the broken patterns on his body.

This technique is a bit far behind.

All the fishmen proudly raised their chests, raised their arms, showed everyone the scars on their bodies, and waved their arms flexibly to prove to everyone that they were not disabled.

At this time, a group of iron-armored green steel crabs who had just come down from the battlefield clamped their broken limbs and their broken arms to seek treatment from the Siren Priest. There were many serious wounded people behind who had been hammered and exposed the crab roe crab ointment.

"Sir, please help us with some treatment. We are willing to pay. Spiritual Pearl, this is a Spiritual Pearl, which we obtained when we just killed the enemy leader."

Seeing the spirit bead with blood dripping and blood vessels and nerves on the surface, all the onlookers exclaimed.

The spirit bead is formed by the condensation of essences in a creature. It will definitely become stronger after devouring it, and it is highly likely to be promoted. Although it is not as powerful as the power of the Heart of the Ocean, it is also a rare treasure.

The most important thing is that this thing is large and small shrimps can be picked up if they are lucky.

The Siren Priest rolled his eyes and looked at it. There was no need to treat ordinary inferior creatures. Moreover, they could not handle the injuries they were on.

Although the spirit bead is good, it has ruined its reputation for an ordinary spirit bead, and it is not worth the loss.

Therefore, the Siren Priest ignored it, but swam towards the deep sea with his tail.

The iron-armored green steel crab collapsed on the ground in a daze, and then looked at his tribe members with great casualties in pain.

Now, it's all over.

The tribe members behind them were also foaming in disappointment.

"Class leader, you eat the spirit beads. If you can be promoted, you can continue to protect everyone. Otherwise, with our current strength, we will not be able to protect the spirit beads."

When the Iron Armored Green Steel Crab Clan heard this, he immediately hesitated.

If you swallow the spirit beads, you can indeed improve your strength and have a high probability of breaking through and promoting. But what should the tribes do if they do this? It’s okay if your claws are broken, and they can grow out in a while, but those shells are all broken by hammering.

They are all dead.

The iron-armored green steel crab shell is hard and is usually difficult to get injured, but once it is injured, it is almost impossible to heal.

"Class leader, as long as you are alive, you can continue the bloodline of our tribe. It doesn't matter whether we live or not."

Seeing the iron-armored green steel crabs separated by life and death, many races left silently.

If you see many scenes of separation from life and death, everyone will be numb.

Most of the people accumulated around the lake are middle and lower levels, or they are simply inferior creatures, fighting and fighting for the opportunity to be promoted.

Now we are just warming up, and there are thousands or tens of thousands of people fighting. After a while, more and more races gathered, and the scale of the war is getting bigger and bigger. A million-level war is staged every day.

It will be even more tragic at that time, and you can't cry all the time.

And at this moment, the Fishman Chief said: "Captain Iron Armor, why don't you try it out for the barbarians?"

The iron-armored green steel crab came down from the battlefield and had no idea about the fish human race. At this time, when he saw the carefully sewn wounds on the fish human race, a glimmer of hope suddenly arose.

"But... we are not familiar with the barbarians, is it appropriate to just go there like this?"

Seeing this, the leader of the fishman immediately came over and told the crabs about equality of all beings. When the crabs heard this, their eyes lit up, and their mouths squirmed rapidly, spitting out more foam.

"Don't worry, chief of the Iron Armor, these savages are different from those rumored."

"Yes, the Iron Armor Chief. When we were captured by the barbarians, we thought we were going to die, but we didn't expect that we would all come back alive."

"Thirty or forty people of more than one hundred tribes lived, which is incredible."

The iron armored green steel crabs were ready to hear it.

"Okay! Let's go and try to find the barbarians! If we can save the people of the tribe, I will be an equal believer for all living beings in the future."

[Thank you very much for the reward I don't know what it is called - August 14th]


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