Sandbox No. 2.

To the east of the central axis of the two continents, on the distant stormy sea, is a deserted island.

Today is rare good weather.

There were no clouds in the sky and the sea was exceptionally calm.

It's a good day to organize books.

But at this moment, Lin Tuo, who was floating above the island, was shocked to find that there were about twenty strange creatures on the island under his feet.

They gathered together and were trying to move the books.

From this height, you can't see the details clearly, but you can also see the human-like body and the fish tail dragging on the ground, swinging back and forth.

"Are they those... fishmen?" Lin Tuo was startled at first, and then suddenly realized.

I remember that those murlocs that were thrown into the sea had a similar appearance, but at the beginning, Lin Tuo just did it casually. Later, he mainly focused on the northern and southern continents.

Gradually, these creatures have been forgotten.

But I never thought that we would meet in this way.

Judging from the number of books on the ground, they must have just started moving, and the way they moved them was quite strange.

They actually wrapped the books in bags or boxes with a round, bubble-like device, and then several fishmen worked together to push them behind...

Well, speaking figuratively, "moving" shouldn't be used to describe it.

It should be said "get out".

At this moment, the entire book-stealing team lined up, with several big bubbles also lined up. A group of fishmen shouted "Hey, hey, hey," and at the front, there was a fishman who looked like a captain cheering them on.

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He looked like he was in full swing.

Already close to the beach.

At the same time that Lin Tuo looked surprised, the group of murlocs on the island seemed to have sensed something keenly. They stopped pushing the bubbles, raised their heads, and then started chirping in surprise.

"There is an enemy!"

"dodge!"

"spread!"

Amidst the shouts, the originally light cyan skin of the twenty or so fishmen suddenly turned white.

Then, they suddenly dispersed and hid behind the surrounding big rocks in a tacit understanding. Then they invariably poked their heads out from behind the rocks and stared curiously at Lin Tuo in the sky.

"Well, three thousand years have passed. Have these fish-men developed their own language?"

In the sky, Lin Tuo first heard a burst of noise in response to the shouting coming from below, but soon he understood the meaning of these words of marine life.

This is the power of "Tongyushu".

He remembered that last time, when he discovered this ethnic group in the wasteland, the other party's shouts were still vague and indistinguishable, and did not belong to "language" in the true sense. But now, the "communication skills" were triggered.

This couldn't help but make Lin Tuo curious, but if he thought about it carefully, it wasn't too surprising.

After all, according to my own guess, this ethnic group originally "evolved" from the humans in the wasteland.

Seeing that he was "exposed", Lin Tuo shook his head, no longer thought about it, and immediately let himself continue to descend, and then jumped off more than ten meters above the ground.

The group of fishmen were so frightened that they all retracted their figures behind the rocks.

Lin Tuo kicked the blisters wrapped in books on the ground and found that the things were quite tough. He didn't know how they were made.

"Come out, I think you should give me an explanation," Lin Tuo laughed in his heart, but on the surface he looked cold, "Who are you? Why did you steal my book collection?"

Hearing his words, the murlocs were obviously surprised, and they boldly stuck their heads out again. Finally, the murloc who looked like a captain mustered up the courage to swim out.

It... well, or at some point, an ice blade exuding cold air appeared in her hand. She stood about ten meters away from Lin Tuo and said cautiously:

"You...you are human? You can speak our language?"

Lin Tuo took the opportunity to observe them. Well, judging from the one in front of him, she still retained the basic posture of the wasteland murloc, but there were many changes in details, probably due to the evolution of the environment.

The upper body is more like a human being. The skin is white and tender, extremely smooth, and there are no pores visible. Well... marine creatures really don't use pores.

For example, humans have evolved so many pores to facilitate sweating, and this is to solve the problem of heat dissipation when running for a long time and chasing prey.

Tracing back to the root cause must involve complex factors such as the terrestrial living environment, habits and so on.

Too far away...

The one in front of me has smooth skin, bigger eyes than humans, and the ears grow in the opposite direction to humans, hanging downward.

However, at this moment, probably because of the nervousness, the ears on both sides of the head were spread open... like the wings of a bird, which was very funny.

Hair actually evolved on the top of the head...and spread down behind him, which made Lin Tuo a little confused.

He really couldn't figure out why marine creatures evolved hair... Could it be to look good?

In addition, two large exquisite shells with patterns on the upper chest are used to cover the key parts, and are tied with some kind of rope, and around the waist is a woven grass skirt.

All this shows that they have evolved civilization, but the level is not easy to measure.

"Yes, I am indeed a human being. What about you?" Lin Tuo said with interest after coming back to his senses.

Hearing this, the fishmen hiding behind the big rocks swam out one after another and gathered behind the "captain", looking like they were all curious about the baby. Well, it's worth mentioning that they all seemed to be females...

"Humans? No way? How can humans fly?"

"That's right... I've seen humans from a distance before, and they all ride on boats."

A few expressed doubts.

Lin Tuo explained calmly: "I am a human wizard. Flying is my ability, and so is language."

As he spoke, he pointed to his black cloak, and then asked in a deep voice again: "Now, who can explain what is going on? You should have read it and know that these are human books."

Hearing his words, these fishmen looked at each other, fell silent for a while, and looked at the leader.

"Ahem, dear Mr. Human Wizard, I think this is a misunderstanding," the team leader explained awkwardly, "You seem to lack understanding of us.

We are a sea tribe living in these waters. Well, we have little interaction with humans, but human society should also have information about us."

The sea tribe...

Lin Tuo's heart moved, he pondered for a moment, and said: "I have indeed heard of the Sea Clan, but I don't know the details, let alone that you have the habit of stealing things."

"No... this is really an accident." The captain of the sea tribe turned red, really turned red... As soon as he waved his hand, the ice blade in his hand disintegrated into a mist of water.

Immediately, he was swinging with both hands desperately, and his tail behind him was flapping back and forth uneasily.

A group of similar-looking sea tribesmen behind them also became restless.

He seems to be quite concerned about this.

Seeing this scene, Lin Tuo couldn't help but smile, thinking that even after three thousand years, this group of species still seems to be the same as before, well, the same cuteness.

"So, I think I need an explanation." Lin Tuo raised his hand and knocked on the colorful blisters beside him under the sun, and said slowly.
Chapter completed!