However, this huge group of fishmen is divided into countless branches.

Among them are shark people, whale people, octopus people, swordfish people, etc...

They are not a group, they even kill each other and devour each other.

Although they are an intelligent race, their intelligence is somewhat lower than that of humans.

But the fish-man in Rand's claw is actually a sardine-man.

One of the weakest murlocs in the ocean, and one of the food for most other murlocs!

His intelligence is not high. According to research by some scholars, it is only equivalent to the IQ of a seven or eight-year-old human being.

Ah la la la.

The sardine man screamed in fear

Rand has inherited memories, and language is one of the more important memories. Naturally, he has fish-human language, so he can understand what the other party is yelling.

The general idea is to beg for mercy from him.

With a roll of his eyes, he took the sardine man and flew out of the volcano.

The little female dragon followed behind and asked in surprise:

"Rand! You don't want to eat this little thing? I've tasted it before, and it actually tastes good. If you don't want to eat it, just give it to me!"

After the little female dragon said this, she couldn't help but glance at the fish man.

The malicious look on his face scared the sardine man's originally dry lower body into a pool of water stains.

"What nonsense are you talking about! This fish man! But it can be of great use!"

Rand roared, flew outside the volcano, dropped it directly on the ground, and then threw a dragon head mushroom to it.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The fishman didn't understand the meaning, but instinctively raised his hands, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed.

They are surrendering.

The sardines are too weak because of their strength.

There is no fighting heritage.

Under the guidance of the elders of the clan, they only know that after being caught by other creatures, they must surrender as quickly as possible! Only in this way can they survive by chance!

"Eat it!"

Rand didn't care about the fish-man's behavior, but kept talking to himself.

The language used is the common language of Mainland China.

The little female dragon on the side was stunned when she heard this, then smiled happily, opened her mouth and bit the fish-man!

"Wow!"

This sardine man was so frightened that the space between his legs became even more wet!

Seeing that the little female dragon's mouth was only half a meter away from the sardine man, Rand grabbed her neck, lifted it up, and glared at the red dragon cub.

"I made this fishman eat dragon head mushrooms! What are you doing, you idiot?"

"I...I thought you let me eat it! It looks delicious." The little female dragon felt aggrieved.

"What I'm saying is that this fishman looks like his brain is not working very well, and he doesn't understand what you are saying! You should speak fishman language to the fishman!"

The little dragoness argued.

Rand immediately gave her a brain massage.

The little female dragon was left foaming at the mouth, rolling her eyes, and passed out. Rand threw it aside.

Then, he turned his attention to the little black dragon.

The little black dragon shivered all over, and without Rand opening his mouth, he smartly screamed.

He's acting as a translator for the fish-men!

This smart dragon cub certainly knows why Rand is unwilling to speak Murloc!

Simple! Because the language is stupid! The objects are weak!

Lowering one's own style and communicating with such idiots will definitely be a devaluation and shame in the eyes of the dragon!

Such shame! How could Rand, the elder brother, bear it?

Of course, we, the younger brothers and sisters, can only bear it!

Fiona is an idiot! She deserves to be beaten by Rand!

You don’t know how to look at your eldest brother at all! How do you deserve to be your eldest brother’s sister?

"Wow!"

The little black dragon Ed held his throat and let out a strange scream.

The sardine man was stunned for a moment, then let out a roar again.

It seemed a little unbelievable that the giant dragon in front of me was so kind and would give them food!

"Wow!" The little black dragon screamed again.

Until now, the sardines were not sure.

Then he picked up the dragon head mushroom and ate it. After only a few mouthfuls, he was full, and then he continued to raise his hands high and kneel down to beg for mercy.

Rand ignored him and just told the dragon people to keep an eye on him before returning to the volcano.

Until the fifth day, apart from taking care of them, they only fed dragon head mushrooms.

The scales of this sardine man have darkened a lot, and its body length seems to have grown a few centimeters.

When Rand appeared in front of it again.

At this time, the fishmen bowed their heads and screamed wildly.

A pair of big fish eyes were full of excitement and admiration.

It has felt the changes in just five days! It has become stronger!

This is easy to handle!

"Ed! Tell this fish man! Let him bring all his people! I will give them more of this to make them stronger."

Rand grabbed the dragon's head mushroom and waved it.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

After hearing the translation, the fishman immediately jumped on his short legs and happily agreed.

The three dragons, as well as some dragon people, watched it leave.

About half a day later, the waves rolled along the entire coast, and a large group of sardine people jumped out of it. When they came to the ground, they bowed their heads to him and bowed.

Wah-la-la! The cries of wah-la-la-la are endless.

Rand made a rough calculation and found that there were at least two to three thousand sardines.

According to Rand's memory, sardines are the weakest race in the sea.

Once ashore, a human can easily defeat dozens or even hundreds of sardines.

Use data to show the strength of the sardine people, that is level 0.1! Waste among waste.

But there are so many of them! There are thousands of people in small tribes.

The medium ones cost tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, and the large ones cost millions!

Rand saw this clearly from the beginning.

He doesn't need these guys to be strong, but as long as there are enough of them and some wisdom! That's enough for him to use!

What he lacks most among his family members now is quantity.

As for quality?

He picked up a faucet mushroom on the side and told the dragons to feed it to the sardines.

After eating, these fishmen rested near the island.

The next day, it would scream loudly again and be fed by the dragon people.

On the first day, the second day, and even the fifth day, these fishmen began to change one after another, and they danced excitedly, but on the tenth day, the failures appeared again.

After experiencing the initial panic, they put it behind them.

As a group with a racial advantage based on numbers, their reproductive capacity is extremely astonishing, and their annual casualties are also huge. The death of one or two sardines is not a big deal at all!

They are used to it!

The twentieth day has passed, and nearly a hundred sardines have died! But it still doesn’t matter!
To be continued...