The Cursed Ship

"How can you speak the language of the human race?" Zheng Yang looked at A Nuo in surprise.

"Since ancient times, the human language has been the second language we must master!" Arnold said.

It's so awesome, it's a second language!

That's good, there is no obstacle to communication, Zheng Yang said: "It is my promise to them to find another suitable living environment for them. I heard that there are their relatives here, so I sent them here. I hope you can get along with each other." Harmony!"

"We will definitely, we are clansmen! God, are you willing to go to our clan land and accept our worship?"

Zheng Yang sized up the expression of the Winged Demon patriarch, but couldn't see any clues, so he had to ask, "Abu, do they also regard me as a god?"

"Yes, you are our God, we need you too?" Abu responded.

Zheng Yang almost scratched his head. Hearing what Abu said, are they treating their "god" as a tool?

That's what it should mean, right?

After a little thought, he decided to go to the island alone with the Winged Demons to have a look.

After a while, a group of white clouds floated into the sky and flew into the center of the island under the protection of countless Winged Demons.

"Arnold, you and the Kali family...the villains who blocked here before, how did you have conflicts?" Zheng Yang asked the patriarch of the winged demon flying behind.

Anuo's blue-black face with fine scales showed anger: "They came to the island to lure and forcibly arrest the tribesmen, and used rituals to establish slavery relationships. Some tribesmen fled desperately and came back to tell us the truth, so we set traps and killed them." Many of them."

It turned out to be such a revenge!

After flying eleven or twelve kilometers, a basin about 1,000 meters in size appeared below, and a large canyon with a width of more than 200 meters spread across the basin to the north. There are a large number of caves excavated on the mountains of basins and canyons. Most of the caves were filled with fire, and the Winged Demons he had just brought were entering and leaving some of the caves. When they saw him, they immediately threw themselves into worship.

"This is our clan land. Some clansmen originally lived on the mountain near the sea. Since those wicked people came, they all moved back." Arnold pointed to the basin and said.

Zheng Yang looked at it for a moment and said, "The environment here is much better than where Ada and the others lived before!"

On the slightly higher slope on one side of the basin, there is actually an altar more than 30 meters long, with a burning fire pit on the edge, which really looks like a clan place.

At this time, A Nuo invited Zheng Yang to the altar, and then shouted loudly in their native language.

Abu translated simultaneously: "God, Arnold is summoning the tribe to worship you!"

Whenever he heard them call him a god, Zheng Yang always felt weird, especially after he felt that they treated him as a tool just now, the awkwardness was even worse.

worship? I think it's for sharing food!

Arnold's voice spread far away, and there was a Winged Demon interrupting the narration in the distance. All the Winged Demons put down what they were doing and gathered in the basin, and soon there was a dense mass of darkness.

It is roughly estimated that there are close to 40,000 people in total. Some winged demons who are six or seven meters tall occasionally exude an aura of strength, stronger than crystal beetles.

"Arnold, could it be that he has already reached the ninth level of extraordinary?" Zheng Yang thought in shock. These guys are worthy of being a fighting machine race, with a population of only tens of thousands, but their comprehensive strength is so high.

When all the clansmen have arrived,

Arnold took the lead in worshiping, and praised and thanked their gods loudly in the language of the human race to drive away the wicked and send the tribe back. In the end, it led all the clansmen to thank the "God" for giving them good wine and food and keeping them safe...

"Damn, that's the point, isn't it, implying that I will bring food and wine to them in the future, and serve as their umbrella? These dark and evil guys are really cunning!"

Zheng Yang felt uncomfortable, always feeling like he was being used. But then, just like when Ada and the others worshiped before, a lot of strange feelings flooded into his mind and lingered on the thorn ring, and he had to be serious.

He is already 90% convinced that these strange things are beliefs, but his level of strength is too low to really touch and use them. Now, these beliefs are obviously several times more than before.

"Damn it, tool people should be tool people. At worst, bring some food and ordinary drinks to them when you have free time, and it won't cost much!" Zheng Yang decided to treat this grasshead god with a heartbroken heart.

He felt that when he realized the spell of the law recently, his efficiency improved a little bit. On the surface, it seemed that he had become smarter, but in fact...he suspected that it might have something to do with the effect of these beliefs.

Having made a decision, Zheng Yang sent over the frozen internal organs of the deep-sea magic horns in the cabin on the bottom floor, and passed on a message to Abu to ask them, the "messengers", to come forward and distribute them.

The offal is dehydrated and weighs a ton each. In addition to the batch in his cabin, Shen Li, Eva and his father's ship each had 15,000 tons. At this time, they also sent back to let them take it out one after another, and sent it over.

The meat was piled up into mountains, and cheers resounded in the basin, and the Winged Demons worshiped more attentively.

Zheng Yang twitched the corners of his mouth. After dividing this batch of food, each Winged Demon has an average of more than two and a half tons. I don't know if they will stink. But in order to avoid them relying too much on "God-given", it is still said:

"This batch of food was just brought along. Your survival mainly depends on yourself. Don't expect to get something for nothing!"

After accepting the gift from the "God", A Nuo went to his cave to bring a bunch of things to offer to Zheng Yang.

Zheng Yang took a look, what a guy! There are actually two scrolls, and more than twenty red, yellow, purple and black psionic crystal pillars.

He picked up the two scrolls and opened them. They were transformation scrolls, and he asked Arnold solemnly, "Do you know what this is?"

Arnold replied: "I know, it is the transformation scroll of the spirit ship. There were two boat tickets that were used up."

Zheng Yang was silent for a while, and said, "Aren't you planning to transform the spirit ship yourself?"

"God, we cannot successfully transform into a spirit ship. In each world, only one kind of creature is eligible to own a spirit ship. This is determined by the rules!"

Zheng Yang was shocked. This winged demon patriarch knew a lot, even at this level of rules.

On the contrary, he, the "god", seemed so ignorant.

He was embarrassed to ask again.

Only one kind of creature in a world is eligible to own a spirit ship, and in their world, human beings are undoubtedly eligible.

As for the alien creatures he met on the trial ship, some boarded the ship with a ticket, but it is certain that the Bull Demon King is definitely the owner of the spirit ship, because that guy has an exclusive yard.

Only the owner of the spirit ship is eligible to own the exclusive courtyard on the trial ship. This is his feeling after obtaining the courtyard.

Combined with the information obtained so far, in the world of the Bull Demon King, its group is the creatures designated by the boss of the spirit ship system to own the spirit ship.

Even the zombie who was killed by Zheng Yang and seized the exclusive right to the courtyard belonged to the owner of the spirit ship in a certain world. After the other party was killed by him on the trial ship, he provided him with a seal of the wind. In fact, he did not really die, but lost part of his soul power.