Chapter 1068 - 627: The Fishman Uprising_2
Compared to the land, the ocean doesn’t have many resources; those valuable to humans are basically pearls, corals, and water attribute gems.
The sailors examining the fishman corpses occasionally let out exclamations of surprise, as if they’ve found some significant gains.
The captain stood at the bow of the ship, not participating in the search for wealth.
As the captain of the Mayflower, all the sailors’ gains had to be handed over to him in part, but now he faintly felt something amiss.
These fishman corpses in front of him seemed somewhat different from the fishmen he had seen before.
Besides the fish spears and spears used as weapons, these fishmen also wore simple metal armor.
This was too unusual!
Metal is difficult to preserve in the corrosive seawater, and due to limited conditions, the fishman clan’s casting skills aren’t great.
So typically, fishmen only fought with simple fish spears and spears, and protective gear was very rare.
Some fishmen could only fight with polished fish bones.
Yet these fishman corpses not only wore metal armor but were also somewhat more robust than normal fishman warriors.
Clearly, these corpses must have been elite warriors among the fishmen.
The captain furrowed his brow slightly, feeling an ominous premonition.
This internal conflict among the fishmen seemed more serious than he had thought.
Although the battlefield was not yet fully cleared, the captain was already growing impatient.
Just as he was about to order all the sailors to return to the ship, a sailor on a small boat not far away seemed to have discovered something and shouted back loudly:
"Captain Smith, there’s a living fishman here!"
"But it seems to be severely injured?"
Hearing the sailor’s shout, the captain’s eyes flashed, and after a moment of hesitation, he directly said:
"Bring that fishman over!"
"Everyone else! Return immediately; we must leave right away!"
Although there was still a small portion of the battlefield left unsearched, the scattered sailors quickly followed Captain Smith’s orders.
After all, Captain Smith was the most powerful person on the entire Mayflower, with over twenty years of maritime experience, making him extremely experienced and hence trustworthy to all sailors.
After a brief stop, the Mayflower hoisted its sails and continued its voyage towards Danerluo Port.
On the Mayflower, Captain Smith looked at the only surviving fishman that the sailors had brought onboard.
This fishman was somewhat different from the others; its equipment was relatively more exquisite, and the weapon beside it was a particularly special azure trident, and its appearance was somewhat more "delicate" compared to other fishmen.
Although this fishman was still alive, its sturdy body had many wounds, but the most fatal was a penetrating wound on its chest, with scarlet blood slowly seeping from it.
Captain Smith only needed a few glances to realize that this fishman was not simple.
It was very likely a Golden-stage fishman, and its status was undoubtedly unusual.
However... this had nothing to do with Smith.
The fishmen’s internal matters were something he did not intend to get involved in.
To him, capturing a Golden-stage fishman was already a great gain.
Taking it to Danerluo Port to sell as a slave would be more profitable than running several voyages.
Captain Smith nodded satisfactorily, and instructed the sailors to lock the fishman in the hold’s cage.
While treating the fishman, Captain Smith also used precious potions to keep the fishman in a state of unconsciousness.
Otherwise, if left unchecked, a Golden-stage fishman could sink their merchant ship.
Now, the Mayflower was not far from Danerluo Port, so Captain Smith ordered the ship to sail nonstop day and night towards the port.
During the following days of the voyage, Captain Smith occasionally observed fishman sightings on the surrounding sea, as if they were searching for something.
The fishmen also noticed the Mayflower, but upon seeing the Sea Goddess Church’s protective banner on the ship, they left after a few looks.
During these past few days, Captain Smith’s nerves had been on edge; his experienced self was well aware that the fishmen were searching for the special fishman he had captured.
Whether the fishmen intended to rescue or to kill, if they discovered the target was on the Mayflower, the ship and everyone on it would undoubtedly be doomed.
However, thankfully, the most dangerous future Smith envisioned did not materialize.
When he finally spotted signs of the continent on the distant horizon, and the magnificent city floating above the blue sky, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Here, the Mayflower would be under the protection of Kane Floating City.
Even those fishmen who roamed the ocean wouldn’t dare to act recklessly here.
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In Danerluo Port,
Zhao Zhao was strolling leisurely along the dock of Danerluo Port.
Ever since becoming a guard for Kane Floating City, he had been completing tasks set forth by Kane Floating City, earning contribution points from Kane Floating City.
Before, he and Mo Yun had recruited quite a few professional players to pass the Kane Floating City trials, earning considerable benefits.
But that was just a one-time deal; those who could become professional players weren’t fools and soon found their own paths.
However, Zhao Zhao didn’t mind, since this was a business without any capital outlay, making the first bucket of gold allowing him and Mo Yun to upgrade to a set of exclusive Kane Floating City equipment, which was already a huge profit.
A quick step and you lead the way! Step by step!
The advantages brought by Kane Floating City propelled his strength to the forefront among players, though he was constantly pushing himself to maintain this leading edge before the professional league arrived.
With time being tight, visiting the port’s marketplace was one of Zhao Zhao’s few ways to relax.
With Lis’ development of Danerluo Port and the emergence of Kane Floating City, Danerluo Port was increasingly becoming the busiest port on the eastern coast of the Fanor Continent, with more and more merchant ships choosing it as their destination for oceanic trade.
Because of this reason, the variety of goods transported here was increasing, and the probability of finding good things was quite high, with many sailors setting up stalls to sell valuable items they obtained during voyages at the dock for relatively cheaper prices after completing their work.
Zhao Zhao came here to find materials for casting Magic Puppets and also to use his database-like memory to find steals.
But this time, Zhao Zhao didn’t find any valuable steal targets; however, a scene caught his attention.
He saw several sailors huffing and puffing as they carried a fishman that was noticeably much larger than a normal human.
This fishman seemed to still be in a state of unconsciousness, appearing somewhat weak.
Listening to the boastful conversations between the sailors carrying the fishman and the surrounding onlookers, it seemed the fishman was their harvest from the voyage to be sold as a slave.
Alien slaves were rare, but merchant ships from time to time did bring alien slaves to Danerluo Port for trade.
Normally, Zhao Zhao wasn’t very concerned, but he remembered a recent commission from the Kane Floating City Guard.
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[Silver Commission: Root Cause of Near-Sea Fishman Mutation]
[Commission Content: Recently, fishmen have been appearing frequently near the seas, causing disturbances, affecting many merchant ships coming to and from Danerluo Port. Investigate the cause of the fishmen’s unusual behavior near the sea.]
[Commission Reward: Determined by commission completion status]
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If it were just an ordinary fishman slave, Zhao Zhao wouldn’t have cared much, but upon hearing that the fishman had Golden-tier strength, his interest was piqued.
How could a Golden-level fishman become war booty for merchant ship sailors?
Having been active in Danerluo Port for a long time, Zhao Zhao instinctively felt something was off, turning his steps toward the direction of the sailors.
Zhao Zhao walked past the sailors carrying the fishman, casually brushing against the fishman.
The sailor noticed, gave Zhao Zhao a glance but didn’t pay much attention.
Just a touch, right? It won’t lose a piece of flesh?
Plus, many were curious about the fishman; many had already come to gawk and touch here and there.
Zhao Zhao stepped back a few paces, watching the system panel as it refreshed with investigation prompts.
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[Based on your level, you have obtained the following information.]
Name: Berion Pearl
Race: Suo Luo Fishman (Royal Family)
Level: 110
Life Value: ???
Mana Value: ???
Main Profession: Shallow Sea Hunter
Secondary Profession: None
Talent: Call the Sea (Gold Level Talent)
Attributes: ???
Status: Extremely Weak
Danger Level: Extremely Lethal!
Evaluation: The difference between you and him is just "a little bit" (finger count)!
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Hmm?
This is actually a Fishman Prince?
Zhao Zhao suddenly looked up, his eyes fixed on the fishman named Berion, who had been carried to the center of the dock and was being awaited for sale, feeling secretly alarmed.
There’s an issue here!
Quickly report to the boss!