Mo Gan was speechless for a moment.
Although I was somewhat aware of such comments in the Imperial City, after all, my parents were both fighting maniacs, but I was not that impatient.
But he really didn't know where this "dislike of martial arts" came from. He seemed to be a scholar who had no power to restrain a chicken.
After all, he is still half a dragon.
Isn't it just asking a few more people? How many times have you read a book? How many libraries in the imperial city have you plundered?
In fact, Mogan can't fully understand other people's thoughts, he can only understand them slightly. In his view, knowledge is the foundation for walking outside. It is not only a side effect of curiosity about magic when coming to this world, but also a very necessary preparation process.
He had never taken the initiative to show off...but this man took the initiative to pay, so there was nothing he could do.
After all, this is not a big secret. It is too far away from the limit of Mogan's vigilance. There are people who can tell it. If you miss this village with gold coins, you will miss this shop.
Morgan also sometimes reflected on his occasional excessive greed. He is clearly at ease with his own gold coin box, so why can he always find it difficult to restrain himself when looking at other people's gold coins? He even ignores the risks of long-term plans and is obsessed with small gains.
The blame came and went, but it could only be attributed to the dragon's blood - why can't you get tired of these dazzling little things?
An undercurrent surged in his heart, but Mogan's face did not change color and he just silently accepted the gold coins.
"Now that you know the past of the Sharman Clan, what else do you want to know?"
Once you pay, you become a customer. Mogan's hospitality has always been very good, and there is nothing wrong with getting repeat customers.
"I'm not that simple."
The middle-aged man's tone suddenly became playful, and he suddenly raised his voice, "Hey! What's the difference between a mermaid and a mermaid? They both look like fish and people, how can they be different? Does anyone know where I am? One gold coin, come and tell everyone!"
This Schrödinger's talent is really easy to say. Mo Gan also realized that these words were obviously not addressed to him, but were mixed into various questions and attracted the attention of all the people around him in a tempting way.
Their previous communications were within a certain range. Realizing that the unidentified fisherman seemed to have used a spell to contain the sound waves when he mentioned the sensitive topic of "Queen", Mogan also silently recited a spell with the same purpose to keep their conversation confidential.
If anyone else from the outside world pays attention here, they will only see two lunatics facing each other with their mouths open.
But now, the middle-aged fisherman has taken off his spell and speaks directly like the crowd.
...It’s really not a big deal to watch the excitement.
It’s already reached this point, so it’s not impossible, but it’s a different price.
Just as Mo Gan wanted to keep his voice down to negotiate the price, he saw the middle-aged man, as if anticipating his hesitation, took out another gold coin from his cuff. With a slight movement of his index finger, the gold coin drew a parabola and landed on Mo Gan's subconsciously stretched out hand. Catching hand.
One plus one, a total of two gold coins.
In the eyes of others, the middle-aged man who threw the gold coin to Mo Gan also gave him the task of explaining the problem.
Feeling the gazes from others, Mogan sighed slightly.
"This is a story that spans a long time. Mermaids and mermaids are two different races now, but they were not like that before..."
Mogan was quite surprised when he first heard about the truth behind this.
It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, the Shark Tribe and the Mermaid Tribe, both of which were intelligent marine races, did not exist.
They are entirely from the same origin.
It is a race that has disappeared. Its real name is hidden in history, and only the results of archaeological research remain. The ancient texts in the lingua franca of the fish people and shark people can pronounce a few obscure syllables, so they were simplified by later generations. Called the "Kuran tribe".
The Kuran people who live in the deep sea are actually a variant of marine life. The magical power gave birth to limbs and racial intelligence. With the motivation of reproduction and the desire to survive, they gradually mastered the use of tools in the dark depths of the sea. ability.
In fact, even the body structure of the Kuran people is not fixed.
Perhaps originating from the influence of high pressure under the sea, it is also a unique attribute that the magical creatures obtained by the Kuran people have. Just like dragons can breathe fire, elves and nature can symbiotically exist, and vampires are immortal. The characteristics of the Kuran tribe are strange, but their uses are somewhat subtle.
The Kuran's ability is called "Entity Mimicry", which means they can define the shape and growth direction of their own limbs.
Rather than attacking or strengthening their own abilities under certain conditions, in the dangerous depths of the ocean floor, this talent allows them to "learn" the structures of other creatures and use them for their own purposes.
The newly born Kuran tribe is just an egg-shaped life with complete organs. They can communicate with each other through frequencies, but it is difficult for them to survive in the mouths of marine animals that clearly have no magic. At first, they just used this to avoid enemy pursuit, perhaps hiding in small gaps to survive.
After discovering other uses, they used their wisdom to combine the undersea life together and no longer obsessed with escaping.
Fins, tentacles and fangs, suckers, tails and cilia for eating, as well as ink sacs, antennae, etc...
There are even "trends" within the Kuran tribe. After a useful structural combination is invented, it will spread at a very fast speed within the tribe and become a trend of deformation promoted within the tribe for a while, until the next new thing. The combination appeared, once again leading a slowly transforming trend.
Endless permutations and combinations give rise to bizarre existences. Although due to individual energy limitations, they cannot transform into larger and more agile giants, as magical intelligent creatures that can change with the environment, it is more difficult for the Kuran people to reproduce than non-intelligent groups. The power of survival.
Even though they live under endless darkness, the Kuran people are still optimistic. After mastering the ability to survive, they gradually established a vast clan with the help of magic, occupying a vast territory tens of thousands of miles under the sea, and breeding descendants who also live and work in peace and contentment.
The Kuran people on the sea floor have even realized the benefits of limb-like structures to their survival. They have developed a powerful tribe and have extensive wisdom. They have not only developed and developed their own structures, but also used more dexterous joints to carve out their own settlement on the sea floor, digging out the land under the ocean. The caves allow the more vulnerable or young tribesmen to have a refuge that cannot be invaded by terrifying large creatures.
At the same time, a group of warriors who changed their aggressive organ structures also developed, trying their best to guard their peaceful home.
Of course, magic is also an important tool for them - spells come from nowhere, but they can still form a complete chant.
It's just that the environment at the bottom of the sea is not as easy to obtain recording tools as on land. Ocean currents wash away existing traces every moment. The number of mages of the Kuran tribe is rare, and learning spells relies more on oral transmission.
This peaceful development lasted for an unknown number of years until the human race appeared in their field of vision.
