The Earth Conquers All Worlds

Bucky, what is this? "

Walking slowly in the coral reef at the stone spear, Tutu Cotton Candy suddenly pointed to a place a kilometer away that was blocked by layers of eaves.

There, a thin murloc was pressing another fat murloc on a special stone mill. His sharp claws pierced the fat murloc's neck with a knife. Put the red ice cubes away.

Slowly, the fat murloc's struggling movements stopped, and its eyes lost all vitality.

The skinny murloc was not surprised at all. The sharp claws continued to cut down along the gaps in the scales of the neck, all the way to his crotch, and then separated to the thighs on both sides.

The whole process seemed extremely skillful. The skin, bone, meat, and viscera were easily separated out, and after they were sorted and arranged, they began to grab another fat murloc from the surroundings.

Occasionally there are murlocs coming and going around, so they turn a blind eye to this scene and are not surprised.

The murloc at the pinnacle of martial arts, Baki, glanced suspiciously, and said, "My lord, this is the butcher murloc slaughtering the fatty murloc."

He asked cautiously: "Did he commit a crime? I will deal with him immediately."

"No, just curious."

Tutu Marshmallow paused, and continued: "Talk about the difference between fat bubble murlocs, butcher murlocs, ordinary murlocs, etc., and the basis for their birth and differentiation."

"yes."

Bucky respectfully said: "My lord, the Warm Water Festival every three years is the day for the reproduction of our murloc tribe. At that time, the female murlocs in the tribe will put thousands of fish eggs of themselves in the breeding pool in the center of the tribe. .

According to regulations, only the most powerful male murloc is eligible to sprinkle his life essence on the fish eggs in the Fertility Pond. This person is usually the murloc king in the murloc tribe. This is his natural and sacred right. "

Rabbit Cotton Candy asked curiously: "Are you all descendants of the Murloc King? Why aren't you the red scales of Solankas?"

"Master Solankas's red scales are a gift from the heavens, and other murlocs are not eligible to have them."

Baki respectfully said: "Of course, it is the Murloc King's exclusive right to spray life essence into the Fertility Pool, but the Murloc King is often generous and generous, and he will also grant this sacred right to the brave warriors who have made great achievements in battle. .”

"Millions of eggs hatch out of each spawning pool,

They fight each other and compete for food as they grow up, and they will eventually reach adulthood within three years, with numbers ranging from 10,000 to 100,000. "

"These adult murlocs will face professional differentiation again?"

"Yes, my lord."

Baki explained in detail: "The best murlocs among them will become tribal fighters, receive the best training, and have a slight possibility of being taken care of by kings or warriors. They are the real future of a murloc tribe.

The next-best would become butchers, fish herders, wall menders, spear grinders, and so on.

In the last class, most of the murlocs are mentally ill, they can only eat and drink, and fight. Among these murlocs, the weak ones will be killed, and the healthy ones will be raised as food. It is the fat bubble murloc.

They grow fast, cannot escape, and only eat green moss, which is a good delicacy for the middle and lower murlocs. "

He spoke eloquently, as if human beings were introducing their domestic animals, and they were not at all moved by the fat pao murloc's appearance that was exactly the same as his own, which made some new players' stomachs twitch when they saw it.

"Well, not bad, let's go take a look at the Fat Pao Murloc."

Tutu Cotton Candy nodded, knowing that this might look bloody to humans like himself, but he had to admit that it was part of the laws of nature.

It's like humans and their own pigs and cows, maybe they don't look much different from other completely different creatures.

It's as if there is not much difference between each murloc when I look at it.

Objectively speaking, this is part of the customs of the murlocs, and humans should show respect.

but!

The various harsh laws and the prevailing morality under the order and order established by the blood sea cultivators cannot be changed by respecting the customs and habits of other races.

If it was under the rule of the Blood Sea Immortal Cultivator, the butcher in front of him would undoubtedly have committed homicide and would die. There would be no understanding, because in the eyes of humans, there is no difference between a butcher murloc and a fat pao murloc.

Who will adapt to whom is a question.

The immortal cultivator society built by the entire murloc tribe and the blood sea immortal cultivators seemed incompatible, both in terms of social relations and moral customs.

"Meet Lord Bucky!"

The butcher murloc was taken aback by the Baki martial artist who suddenly appeared in front of him. He prostrated on all fours, not daring to look up.

Bucky nodded slightly, but didn't respond, and looked at Tutu Cotton Candy respectfully without speaking.

Such a lowly murloc was naturally not worth his attention, everything depended on the lord's wishes.

"Mr. Butcher, excuse me."

Rabbit Cotton Candy greeted politely, and the huge spiritual consciousness enveloped the butcher murloc and the fat bubble murloc next to it, and quickly scanned their flesh and soul, and recorded various data and cases.

In a comprehensive comparison, there is not much difference between the butcher murloc, the side, the warrior murloc, and the great warrior murloc. It is the difference between a mortal and a strong human being.

They are similar in essence, but they have different lives due to acquired training and education.

But the fat pao murlocs are very different from the above two. Their souls seem to be flawed, and they are very seriously retarded. The IQ is similar to that of ordinary beasts, and at most they have some hunting instincts.

"Mr. Butcher, get up and talk."

Tutu Marshmallow said gently, and a force lifted the trembling butcher murloc on the ground: "I want to know more about your work, how much do you get paid a day?"

The butcher murloc who stood up stiffly was terrified and puzzled, but under Baki's stern gaze, he replied tremblingly: "My lord, I can get six pieces of fish meat and one piece of fish skin every day."

After hesitating for a while, he said again: "I will also keep some fish bones and internal organs that adults don't want."

"Do you have family? I mean, murlocs who live together and are important to you."

"I live with the grindstone maker Hongshi, and we eat together every day."

"Is this kind of living together common among other murlocs?"

"No, most murlocs live and eat by themselves."

"Is it possible for you to become a murloc warrior in the future? What are the possible channels?"

...

Not only Tutu Cotton Candy, but other players from the Second Battalion also dispersed to every corner of the Stone Spear Murloc Tribe, investigating one by one, and obtained information about the Murloc Tribe's social class, production relations, and the level of scientific development of cultivation, etc.

During this process, there will naturally be some murlocs who don't understand or attack madly, but they all died soon, and the matter of the Blood Sea Guild was not affected.

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