Necromancer cutting down trees

Chapter 132 Murloc Village
After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Wang Yue finally saw the coastline.

He no longer cared why the road was so peaceful, now he just wanted to go ashore quickly and find a hotel to sleep on a soft mattress.

"Sith, it seems that these 100 years have brought the kingdom back to life."

Not far from the coast, Wang Yue could already see dense buildings.

These buildings are all made of wood, with some grass and leaves piled on top, as if they are products of backward technology.

"My impression of the town is on the hillside. Be careful, kid. I guess the front is the territory of other races."

When the waves pushed the raft forward, Wang Yue could vaguely see several black shadows swimming towards him under the sea ahead.

A creature's mark suddenly appeared on the map of the evil spirit. The pattern was yellow, indicating that the approaching target was only a neutral creature.

"The neutral creatures approaching me are not monsters, they should be able to communicate with me."

After approaching the raft, colorful fish fins rose from the sea, followed by huge fish heads and iron weapons in the monster's hands.

[Northern Sea Murloc Guards: Warriors who guard the North Sea Murloc Village, unable to communicate with them]

【Level: 15】

"Woo la la."

The murloc jumped onto Wang Yue's raft, yelling incomprehensible words.

Because of the sudden increase in the number of people, the raft could not bear the weight and immediately sank.

"Which shore will you swim to? Destroy my raft as soon as we meet!"

It was the first time Wang Yue fell into the water along the way. He should have taught these reckless murlocs a lesson, but thinking of the village of murlocs in the distance, he had no choice but to ignore it.

"Forget it, I'm almost on the shore, so I'll spare you this time."

Although Wang Yue let the murloc go, but facing outsiders, the murloc guards did not intend to let Wang Yue go.

They continued to speak murloc language, and the sharp knives slowly approached Wang Yue's body.

"Oh, are you telling me to avoid the village?"

"Gulu, Guru Gua la."

"But you've sunk my raft, and I can't get around it."

"Woo la la!"

The two successfully communicated in different languages, thanks to the direct translation function of the game system, which allows players to communicate with humanoid NPCs of any race.

The group of murloc guards discussed in a low voice, which was finally overheard by Wang Yue.

They decided to hand over Wang Yue to the prophet of the murlocs. If it was a bad person, they would execute it, but if it was a good person, they would treat it kindly.

"Meet the village chief, right? I have no objection, you take me with you."

In order to prevent Wang Yue from escaping, the murlocs surrounded him one after another. At the same time, a murloc held Wang Yue's belly forward, fearing that he would drown in the sea half way through the swim.

The group came to the beach very smoothly, where there are all free-running murlocs.

The murlocs had short arms and legs, but their running speed couldn't even catch up with Wang Yue.

He remembered that when he was making this creature, he deliberately made the murloc the lowest-level creature, roughly equivalent to the position of the lemur in hell.

"Individual combat effectiveness is not good, but fortunately, its reproductive ability is outstanding, and it is good at group fighting. It is a species I admire."

Different from the cannon fodder monster that Wang Yue originally designed, the murlocs have learned to use weapons, and can build their own huts by hand, even turning from a brainless monster into a faction.

"That's great, Xiao Nuo, did the murlocs grow to where they are today by relying on themselves in the past 100 years?"

"Unified reply, the development process in the game has also undergone self-iteration, and the evolved plot has almost deviated from the design of version 1.0."

"Really? It seems that I still have some freshness."

The entire continent was designed and produced by Wang Yue himself. Sith had told him most of the situation when he was drifting. The world 100 years ago was no longer the game world Wang Yue was familiar with.

In the last version, Wang Yue added all races and map features to the game, just like the stage is set up and waiting for the actors to play on their own.

"Now I have also become an actor, but it's just to see when the audience will find out that I am a director mixed into the show."

After admiring her masterpiece, Wang Yue has been taken to the largest murloc hut.

This is a two-storey hut. The murloc hut built with coconut trees is open. Only the roof of the upper and lower floors is covered with leaves, and the rest are only supported by branches.

"Murlocs shouldn't be afraid of the rain, right? In fact, we don't even need a roof. Making a house like a bird's nest saves trouble and materials."

When Wang Yue was looking at the hut, a murloc with a wooden stick in his hand jumped down from the second floor.

Not only was its staff inlaid with a white stone, but it was also wearing a robe made of fish scales. After seeing Wang Yue, it muttered something, and the whispered words could not be translated by the system.

[Northern Sea Murloc Prophet: The wisest elder in the Murloc village, with a longer lifespan]

【Level: 18】

"You wear clothes made of fish scales, don't you feel that the scales on your body are redundant?"

Wang Yue didn't understand the taste of murlocs, and she didn't know why the prophet had to wear a piece of clothing. It's not a good murloc to break away from the masses and engage in special murlocs. This prophet must have some brain problems.

"Ula, I saw it in you, the story of the brave man."

The prophet thrust his staff into the sand, and the white stone shone brightly.

The murloc guard who brought Wang Yue here hastily turned his head to avoid it, but Wang Yue didn't feel how glaring the light was.

After verifying the authenticity, the Prophet pulled out the staff from the sand, and then drew the rune most familiar to Wang Yue on the ground, the rune of light.

Only then did Wang Yue notice that there was a pile of sand in every murloc hut, and the patterns carved on the sand were all runes of light.

"Apostle of the gods, Ula, the great brave man."

The prophet put down his staff and knelt down towards Wang Yue.

The other murlocs also imitated the Prophet and knelt down to Wang Yue, and the other murlocs running on the beach stopped when they saw it, and all moved towards Wang Yue in unison.

"Don't pray, this behavior will shorten your life. You don't want to learn everything from humans, just learn technology, and don't touch other things that are too esoteric."

100 years later, even the murlocs have believed in gods, and the prophets have also possessed divine power. Wang Yue looks forward to what the human world will look like even more.

"By the way, is there any room available? I really want to rest and sleep now."

The Prophet pointed to the two-storey cabin behind him, and invited the brave man to rest on the second floor.

To go upstairs, you need to step on a wooden stick inserted into the coconut tree. Wang Yue supported the tree with one hand, leaning her feet against the inner side and slowly exerting force step by step, finally reaching the highest point of the murloc village.

From here, he can see the same wooden huts built all over the beach, and the number of huts he can see has already reached 100.

Except for the prophet's house, the other huts are packed with a dozen murlocs, so there should be 2000 murlocs on the beach.

There is a stone statue near the land. The statue is a human man. Wang Yue guesses that it is someone from Liberty Town.

He looked at the direction he was drifting from, and he couldn't see the castle at all, because the sun had set and the east had begun to turn blue.

(End of this chapter)