It is the first step to fool the fishman from going deep into the western wilderness, and it is the second step to make the originally chaotic fishman society slightly orderly.

"Here, here! Standing!"

"You! You! And you! Standing here, you can't look back!" The Gulu Gulu King watched from a distance with his hands behind his back. The fishman chef took advantage of her majesty, holding a fire stick, and constantly beat the fishman around him, just to give the fishman a basic social order.

The relationships in the fishman are too messy!

For example, Xilala and Meilala are husband and wife, at least they look like husband and wife, but this Meilala is always with the lazy lala next door! And what about Xilala? This guy has a bad sense of direction and often gets lost and goes to other people's houses.

This relationship is simply a mess! Vanessa's way is to divide the area for them. Do you like to stay with Xilala or Lalala? You can divide it into a small range for you. Have you seen this big stone? The location of this big stone to the root of the old tree in front is your home! This is the land given to you by King Gulu!

There are many similar operations, whether it is a match or a strong match between mandarin couples. Vanessa feels that after her own adjustment, the fishman may enter the matriarchal society. This is also a kind of progress?

One of the greater functions of dividing the area is to artificially establish a defensive belt that separates the western wilderness and the sea.

How many fishmen are there in the sea? Even the wisest mages do not know this number. However, on the long coastline of the western wilderness, new fishmen come out of the sea almost every day. Vanessa's human wall can play a role at this time. Taking advantage of the fishmen's exclusive characteristics of their territory, these subdued fishmen will destroy those fishmen who come out of the sea because the new fishmen invade their territory.

After two days of busy chatting, she felt that she had done her best and that the results still need time to test.

Sometimes Vanessa didn't have time to come, so she tied the fishman's leather hood to the back of a large turtle. Every day, the big turtle would wander around. The fish people looked like their Guru Guru King was riding the turtle to patrol the territory.

The fishman chef was kept by her for daily management. Everyone liked it. The fishman chef was no exception. He was able to act as a mighty person in the tribe, which greatly reduced his interest in the dreadnought. Vanessa used a peaceful means to take back the management of the dreadnought in his hands.

She returned to the practice of the grand era, with Mr. Taurus Killer as the first mate and the captain herself.

The fish people began to shrink their range of movement. Vanessa didn't care at all. She went over and took a look after it after three or two days. She occasionally wore leather hoods and walked around the fishmen to prevent these guys from forgetting the great Guru Guru King.

She can't speak the language of a fishman, and can only express her meaning with actions.

Push this and kick that, making the fishmen dizzy, and the day's stability maintenance work is completed!

"Can humans really live in peace with the fishman? I have to say, it's a genius idea." A man with a strange accent suddenly rang beside Vanessa, and she was shocked. This was a common word!

Before I could take off my leather case, I made a slightly distorted back jump. The dagger slid into my palm and lowered its center of gravity. Then I looked up.

Haha, a tall and thin man stood there, the other party was looking at her with interest, or looking at the fishman leather hood she sewed.

Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I can't miss out on several features. I'm tall, pointed ears, a little purple in my face, and a slightly yellow pupil. If I guess correctly, the other party is a male elf.

As for whether it is a night elves, a blood elves or a high elves, she can't tell that the features in the game cannot be applied to the real world.

What should I call the other party? Xindore, Chardore, Cardore? Vanessa thought of her character. A thief leader in the western wilderness would not understand the titles of these elves, so she should pretend to be stupid.

Her gaze quickly swept towards the hands and feet of the elves. This was the teaching of the old hunter of Stranglethorn Valley. When he stared at the hands and feet of the enemy, his steps would change. He would definitely use weapons or clench his fists if he wanted to attack.

Seeing that the other party did not attack immediately, she quickly came out of her leather case.

"Who are you? Do I know you?" There are elves in this ghost place in the Western Wilderness? No matter it is Dafan's intelligence or her memory, the other party's identity information was found.

The male elves waved their hands: "Your lives are too short, you don't need to know who I am. It's a heavy burden, and I don't want to know your name."

Vanessa: "???"

How did you show your awesome posture? Can I learn it? Or is bragging a good tradition of the elves?

The arrogance that came out of his bones still made Vanessa frown.

"I just passed by here and found it interesting to see your behavior." The male elf didn't care about Vanessa's alertness.

"interesting?"

"Yes, you know? The fishman is the oldest race on the continent of Azeroth. I have been looking for ways to live in peace with them and help them get rid of barbarism. I have envisioned many ways, and all failed. Young humans, you have provided me with a brand new way, thank you."

The male elf pressed her right hand with a slight salute to her.

Vanessa really wants to say that this is not my innovation. In my memory, there was a druid in Northrend who did this and said it to his mouth. Vanessa felt puzzled. The druid who helped the fishman in Northrend in the future would be the guy in front of him, right?

He looked at the other person's dress, his clothes were ragged, his shoulders were leaves, his cloak was made of bark, and his head was like a bird's nest. This guy was very consistent with Vanessa's definition of druids in his heart. These poor people seemed to be like this ghost.
Chapter completed!