Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 181 Arrogance
The three of them didn't walk far before they turned into a yard that smelled damp.

The yard is close to the sea, and the air is filled with salty sea breeze and the smell of rotting wood. The yard wall is made of rough stones, covered with wet moss.

Shi Fei did not go in, but found a high place outside and listened to their conversation.

"Dragon King bless you, you are finally back!" A deep and mature voice came from inside the house, with a sense of relief in the tone.

Shi Fei heard it clearly. The voice seemed to be their leader. However, the next sentence made him dumbfounded.

"If you don't come back, we won't be able to make ends meet."

…………

No, you are servants of Cthulhu after all. What's the point of not having enough to eat?

"The locals are too cunning and too rude!" The deep voice complained slightly, "The Dragon King's voice doesn't seem to have much effect on them. Only eggs can make them believe in the Dragon King."

"But the eggs here are too expensive. When others see us collecting eggs, they sell them to us at a high price. The eggs we distribute, they sell them to egg dealers, who then sell them to us."

"After all this time, even sand and cement are no longer affordable."

…………

Hearing this, Shi Fei couldn't hold it in any longer.

It turns out that Cthulhu also has to give away eggs to recruit believers!

But when he thought about the fact that the Supreme God Church also gave away eggs, he couldn't laugh anymore.

"This is the territory of that being. Although he has declined, the pressure we face is still very strong!" The deep voice nags: "And the money to build the Dragon King Temple must be given to the Dragon King by the people here from the bottom of their hearts, otherwise the Dragon King Temple cannot be built!"

"You have done a great job this time, far exceeding my expectations and greatly alleviating our difficulties. I will give you a great credit, and Father God will reward you!"

"For the Dragon King, this is what we should do!" the three missionaries said in unison.

In order to get the money into the hands of the elders, they avoided trouble and endured it in silence.

"Elder, the money we're making this time also includes killing a person!" The missionary holding the Cthulhu shrine suggested, "Perhaps, we can do some business here..."

The elder said: "It's best not to cause any trouble! There are people who want to do this kind of business. We should build the Dragon King Temple first to relieve the oppression on us. The most important thing is to gain a foothold here!"

"Our life span is based on the existence of the great Dragon King. For humans, it is infinite. As long as we put down roots here, whether it's ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years, this place will always be ours!"

"You are right!" said the missionary. "Then I will promise others..."

"Since you have agreed, you must do it! After you are done, ask him for a fee! Tell me his name and the Dragon King's dream, and I will find him tonight!" said the elder coldly.

"Yes! That man's name is Zhang Dafu!" said the missionary.

"Okay! I'll do it. The foundation will be built soon, and you go and guide them on the next step! Those idiots can't even understand the blueprints." said the elder.

"Yes, sir!" The missionary turned and was about to leave.

"Wait..." The elder suddenly called out to the missionary.

"Elder, is there anything else?" the missionary asked puzzled.

"Um... I just tried. There are too many people named Zhang Dafu here, and I don't know which one you said." The elder's deep voice could not hide the embarrassment: "You should deal with that person!" In this land, there are still many people named Zhang Dafu.

It is normal to have the same name.

"Yes!" the missionary responded.

Shi Fei felt that this elder was too useless!

When the missionaries left, only the elder of the Deep Divers and several other Deep Divers were left in the courtyard, talking in low voices. Shi Fei climbed over the courtyard wall like a ghost and quietly sneaked into the courtyard.

His movements were so light that it seemed as if he had not disturbed the air. However, he was still discovered by the Deep Diver Elder.

"Who?" the elder shouted, and then his body suddenly swelled up and turned into a terrifying half-human, half-octopus monster.

His upper body still retained the outline of a human, but his skin was covered with slippery scales and wriggling tentacles. His lower body had completely turned into the shape of an octopus, with eight thick tentacles extending from his waist, each of which was covered with suction cups and exuding a disgusting fishy smell.

His head was twisted and deformed, with fish features mixed with octopus tentacles. His mouth was split to the base of his ears, revealing densely packed fangs, and a low growl came from deep in his throat.

He is a senior elder among the Deep Ones, the direct descendant of Dagon and Hydra, and also the nightmare of the deep sea!

Shi Fei sneered, showing no fear at all.

He suddenly raised his right palm, and a ball of blazing flame suddenly condensed in his palm. The flame was dazzling golden, as if the core of the sun was compressed in his palm. The surrounding air was distorted by the high temperature, and even the ground began to slightly burn.

"Go!" Shi Fei shouted, and the flame in his palm turned into a blazing pillar of fire, heading straight for the elder. Wherever the flame passed, even the moisture in the air was evaporated, making a "sizzling" sound.

Seeing this, the elder's cloudy eyes flashed with a trace of suspicion. He said in a strange and obscure tone: "Sun God? Vairocana Tathagata? We don't interfere with each other!"

His voice seemed to come from the bottom of the deep sea, with a thick dialect accent and a distorted and weird tone.

Shi Fei barely understood the meaning, but did not stop his attack. The flaming palm wind whistled towards the elder's face.

The elder's tentacles danced quickly, trying to block the scorching flames, but the temperature of the flames was too high. The tentacles were burned black as soon as they touched, giving off a pungent smell of grilled squid.

The elder let out a painful roar, retreated rapidly, his eyes full of fear.

Shi Fei stood where he was and said, "Mind your own business? Have you guys asked for my opinion before you do these things here?"

Before rebelling against the Qing Dynasty, he had to first understand this world and get rid of these foreign evil gods' lackeys.

"Which god's messenger from Fish City are you?" the elder asked in a strange and distorted tone. The voice seemed to come from the deepest part of the sea, with a creepy echo.

Shi Fei responded proudly: "I am not a messenger of any god, I am myself!"

When the elder heard this, a trace of rage flashed in his turbid fish eyes, and his tentacle-like limbs danced wildly in the air, making a "hissing" friction sound.

He roared in an obscure tone: "You are not a messenger of God, so you dare to interfere in the affairs of God? Arrogant!"

Following his roar, other deep divers also began to let out low and eerie chants.

The sound was like a whisper rising from the depths of the sea, or like countless unknown creatures whispering in the darkness.

The air was filled with a strong fishy smell, as if the pressure of the deep sea had descended in an instant, shrouding the entire yard in coldness and dampness.

(End of this chapter)