Chapter 50: Preparing for the future

The soul of the prophet finally survived because no one present could resist the temptation spoken by the prophet!

Leaving Turtle Island is the dream of the Annihilation clan for a thousand years, and it is also the goal that every dark elf can devote his life.

The Prophet is now a dead soul, but the space ring that Qin Jian owns miraculously put him inside.

Even the three girls were shocked!

You should know that the principle of all space rings is to use space magic to open up and compress a unique space on special materials. Theoretically, there is no living thing in the ring, even a dead soul cannot do it. But Qin Jian's ring did it. The Prophet was grateful and lived in the ring was extremely nourishing.

The body of the Prophet was also taken into the ring.

If you want a donkey to work well, you must hang a bunch of vegetables for it in front.

The body of the Prophet is the string of green vegetables, because Qin Jian told the Prophet that there was a bottle of pill called the Soul Recovery Pill in the ring, which could revive the dead. It was just that he did not have the strength to take it out now.

Follow me obediently and do your best. When one day, I think you are sincere enough and my strength is achieved, you will be resurrected! Qin Jian's words moved the old fish man so much that he was so moved. I immediately swore to follow the great God envoy in this life to serve the work of a dog and a horse.

The three girls didn't know if Qin Jian was fooling the fishman prophet, but seeing Qin Jian's serious expression did not seem to be lying.

Soon, Qin Jian secretly thanked that he did not impulse to destroy the soul of the Fishman Prophet, because the Fishman Tribe had already taken all the items negotiated last time to the territory of the Anmo clan. The speed of the action was beyond anyone's expectations, but this also showed in disguise how much they hoped to rescue their Prophet.

Hundreds of fishmen were either resistant or resisted, and it took them half a day to pile up mountainous items on the open land of the territory.

These fishmen were pointed at by the dark elves' bows and arrows, and they were all trembling one by one. Those who were more timid were almost sitting on the ground.

A leading slightly stronger fishman warrior was holding a stone hammer in his hand and shouting at the dark elves, no one could understand what he was saying.

Qin Jian asked Shu Ya to come over, then put the body of the fishman prophet on it, then released the soul of the prophet, attached it to the ring, and separated dozens of meters away, looking at the fishman warrior.

"Old man, tell them that I want more, otherwise I will wait to collect the corpse for you!" Qin Jian pinched the prophet's chin with his hands. As his fingers moved, the prophet's mouth also opened and closed, and the sound of the prophet's soul spread tens of meters away.

The fishman warriors were turbulent again and started shouting loudly.

"They said you are not trustworthy!" The prophet's soul attached to the ring to act as an interpreter, and the figures of Shuya, Monica and others blocked him tightly.

"You told them that because you tried to escape last night, I discounted my integrity to you!"

Shu Ya felt ashamed.

The Prophet did not dare to disobey Qin Jian's orders, so he had to translate the words. Now, the fishmen warriors stopped commotion and looked at each other.

"Tell them again that I am the messenger of the moon god, and will naturally keep my promise. If they send me the same amount of items, I will release you."

"You are such a devil!" The Prophet smiled bitterly.

"Thank you for your praise!"

The Prophet of the Fishman was still communicating with the leading Fishman warrior, and Shu Ya asked quietly: "What do you want so much jewelry under the sea for?"

"Look at it a little longer, my Queen!" Qin Jian smiled confidently, "I am planning for the future. When we leave this Turtle Island and reach the Tans continent, what can we do if we have no money? We are not thieves in the mountains and forests, but the dark elves have to eat and drink and change clothes. We can't always appear on Tans continent in this way. If we still want to rebuild a territory in the outside world, it wouldn't work without a lot of money. And the Fishman Tribe just happens to have something we don't have."

Shu Ya nodded and had to admit that Qin Jian had considered it very far! Perhaps it was because the An Mi clan had been imprisoned for too long. He had forgotten the most basic rules of survival!

"You are indeed far away, but don't forget that the outside world is thousands of times more dangerous than Turtle Island. If you want to rebuild a territory, you may have a conflict with others!" Evelyn transferred a basin of cold water.

"That's why we want money, a lot of money! Think about it, our soldiers' weapons are already corroded and are not sharp at all. The archers now have arrows made of ebony. Once they leave Turtle Island, where can we find ebony? Should we buy arrows? Iron tools, horses, and strategic supplies, which one does not require money to burn money?" Qin Jian looked at Evelyn squintly, "Little girl, although your hair is a little longer, your knowledge is much shorter."

Qin Jian's words hurt the hearts of several girls...

On the other hand, the conversation between the prophet and the fishman warrior was over. The fishman warrior waved his hand and led hundreds of fishman numbers to slowly withdraw from the territory of the Animi clan.

"Fortunately, I have not been disgraced! God's envoy! The tribe has agreed to your request." The Prophet's tone was a little sluggish and ashamed. After all, it is not an open and honest thing to think about helping outsiders to blackmail his compatriots.

"Good job!" Qin Jian waved his hand and put the body of the fishman prophet into the ring to prevent it from rotting outside. "Now, Lord Prophet, can you tell me the method and route to leave Turtle Island?"

"But you have to promise not to hurt me!"

"I want to kill you, it's just a blink of an eye. I don't need to deal with a dead soul who does not threaten me at all. Besides, you are a space magician, and I am still very interested in space magic." Qin Jian's words comforted the fragile heart of the fishman prophet.

"Young Master!" Shu Ya looked at Qin Jian with a hint of sadness on her face, "Before leaving, you should think about how to increase the spring of life with Monica first."
Chapter completed!