If Lord Poseidon had not returned, they would still be able to maintain a cooperative relationship with those humans.

Then after his return, the fishman tribe should probably realize early on that the relationship between the two is different.

"Help me go to the gate of the tribe. Lord Poseidon should really want to know what consequences this heavy fog will bring."

"Organization. Forget it, whether our murloc tribe can take root depends entirely on our next performance!"

The high priest struggled to stand up and straightened out the dirty old robe he was wearing.

If it were before, he might have been worried that Lord Poseidon would be displeased by all this filthiness.

But just from the startling glimpse during the divination, he suddenly understood a lot.

And when the group of people staggered to the gate of the tribe, they happened to see the Neng car driving leisurely in the distance.

In the heavy fog, the route the car takes is very strange, and it is necessary to avoid the thick gray fog ahead from time to time.

As the forest neared, and as the gray fog increased, the people sitting in the car simply got out.

For just a moment, when they saw the man coming out of the back door, all the fishmen felt that the blood flow in their bodies seemed to have slowed down a bit.

As he stepped closer, an invisible pressure came, which even made Yu Haichao and Yu Chenghai somewhat breathless.

"Supreme Poseidon, your people follow your oracle and are willing to open up the world for you!"

When the distance was close, the high priest shouted loudly and bowed his head neatly.

The fishmen next to him also followed suit and fell to the ground one after another, pressing their wrinkled fish heads tightly to the ground.

Somo had seen this scene several times in his sleep, so it was not surprising at this time.

"Get up, Haichao, in this broken world, we don't need such complicated etiquette."

"In addition, I am not the real Poseidon yet, you just need to call me Lord."

The fish-man on the ground trembled slightly.

The respect on Yu Haichao's face couldn't help but become even more respectful.

He has never doubted Lord Poseidon's identity, but he can call out his name which he has never revealed to the public.

"Lord Sea Lord, your people will always obey your instructions."

"Lord, we will always be loyal to you."

Is this attitude not bad?

The expression on Somo's face was indifferent, but in his heart he felt a little fond of the high priest and clan leader in front of him.

In the future wasteland, whether it is the high priest Yu Haichao or the first generation clan leader Yu Chenghai.

Neither of them could hold on until he arrived, so they ended their short lives and returned to the embrace of the sea.

But there is no doubt that, just looking at the preserved information, both of them can be regarded as full-fledged relatives.

During the four years of Yu Chenghai's reign, the relationship between the fishmen and humans has always been close, and they have collaborated on countless projects.

It wasn't until he died in an accident that the fishmen discovered the fact of the burning and caused a huge chaos.

High Priest Yu Haichao lives in seclusion and never uses his own power to interfere in anything, and he also tries his best to restrain the fishman wizards from causing trouble.

It was also after his death that the fishman wizard gradually lost control and began to use extraordinary powers to do evil.

Before coming, Sumo also imagined several ways to conquer the other party.

Now it seems that these methods should be useless.

But given the power the opponent possesses, it is still necessary to beat and beat.

"Just now I felt someone spying on me with the power of the ocean, couldn't it be you?"

"Lord, Haichao was checking the source of this fog and accidentally saw you coming. Please forgive Haichao for snooping."

The high priest who had just gotten up was so frightened that he wanted to continue kneeling down, but was held back by Su Deben, who had quick eyes and quick hands.

"The lord doesn't like to kneel down and worship. You are his subjects and you don't need these meaningless formalities."

Sumo nodded accordingly.

"The reason why I summoned you is not only because you are loyal to me, but also because you are smarter than other fishmen."

"Yu Chenghai, you have received a complete set of education set up by me, so you should know what I am referring to."

"Chenghai understands that Lord Poseidon wants me to come and deal with the trouble. He does not need a group of obedient slaves to flatter him." The clan leader Yu Chenghai replied with a rich voice.

The burly fish-man clan leader who was still in his prime was obviously flattered by Lord Poseidon's sudden mention of him.

Fortunately, Yu Haichao had been vaccinated before, so he could speak the complete words according to the excitement in his heart.

Seeing his appearance, Sumo struck while the iron was hot and continued.

"Your appearance may be a little different from humans, but don't worry. Whether it's the deep sea world or the wasteland world, as long as you can come here, you are all my people, and I will treat them equally.

You can still maintain some of the habits of the fish people, and I will assign them to respect your habits."

"But on the other hand, your tasks are different from theirs. Most of the time I need you, my loyal fish-men warriors, to carry out some more difficult tasks."

"There may be sacrifices, it may be painful, but I can guarantee that you will grow quickly."

"When I summon more tribes, the Tut fishman tribe may become the deep-sea royal family of this world."

If the first summons were to randomly encounter those powerful and unruly tribes in the deep sea, Somo might still have a headache and think about how to better trick them into working for him.

But the fish-man that randomly arrived was not the most powerful head group in the fish-man tribe, so it would be much simpler.

Sticks and carrots are always the best management method, especially for these "loyal" fishmen.

Just give them an expectation, a promise, and a hope.

Relying on their exaggerated execution ability and hard-working character, these fishmen are very likely to become the most stable basic structure of the territory.

"By the way, High Priest, you just said you were looking at the source of the fog. What did you see?"

Yu Haichao was stunned and nodded quickly.

"Reporting back to the lord, I saw the connection. The mist will connect many strange things and they will appear in places where we cannot pass!"

Pointing to the large cloud of gray mist not far from the entrance of the tribe, the old fishman tribe's high priest tried hard to recall the scene he had seen in a hurry:
Chapter completed!