Chapter 5

But this was just the beginning. Lin Xiao secretly loaded the skills of all the True Believers around the altar, then loudly called all the Gray Fog Fishmen to gather at the altar, repeating what he had just said.

Then, a fishman who had just been promoted from a Shallow Believer to a True Believer grabbed a bone spike and rushed out with a "whoosh," his speed so fast that it startled the surrounding fishmen.

Under the watchful eyes of all the fishmen, this Level 0 fishman, who had yet to advance to a Level 1 fishman warrior, suddenly burst forth with unprecedented speed and crashed into a seawall not far from the altar. With a loud "boom," the seawall, as strong as a brick wall, was instantly shattered, leaving a hole large enough to fit a thigh, with countless sand fragments scattered on the ground.

Compared to Lin Xiao's earlier performance, this fishman's display was more convincing. After all, he was the tribal chief, and everyone knew he was powerful. But this fishman, who everyone knew was weak, could unleash such formidable combat power, completely颠覆了他们的认知.

Especially as the skills of the True Believer fishmen were loaded one by one, they all tried to burst forth with combat power that was terrifying for fishmen. Seeing the intense gazes of the other fishmen, Lin Xiao immediately jumped out and shouted:

"This is the power granted by the Great Lord of the Gray Fog. By believing in the Great Lord of the Gray Fog, we will be granted great power!"

The facts were right there. It wasn't just one or two, but so many fishmen who had gained great power. These were the fishmen who had the deepest faith in the Lord of the Gray Fog. The effect of so many examples was astonishing. In less than a minute, the remaining thirty-four False Believers all became True Believers.

And of the original forty-three True Believers, two-thirds became Devout Believers. Most importantly, eight of the original Devout Believers became Fanatical Believers.

Before this, he had only one Fanatical Believer.

In total, Lin Xiao now had nine Fanatical Believers, thirty-eight Devout Believers, and the rest were all True Believers.

With this, all the clan members were eligible to load the 'Salted Fish Thrust' skill.

Loading skills in this way, compared to directly and crudely loading them, also brought additional benefits.

Of course, this didn't mean that Lin Xiao was particularly skilled in managing believers. These were all the first batch of clan members when the divine domain was opened, and they had a faith bonus. Any player could do as well, and some even better. The real test for them would be the new clan members added in the future, or the future conquests of other realms, and how to civilize the conquered native races of other planes. That would truly test the abilities of a new deity.

And Lin Xiao's new test came immediately. After loading the new skill for the entire clan, he began to load the species card. Four hundred new Gray Fog Fishmen suddenly appeared on the northern beach of the tribe, and under the influence of an unknown force, they were moving towards the Gray Fog Fishmen tribe.

With a thought, a golden light disappeared from the head of the fishman chief, and then he issued a divine decree in the name of the Lord of the Gray Fog.

The moment the divine decree was issued, a golden light shot from the central holy emblem on the altar into the forehead of the recovered fishman chief, who was also the part-time priest. He suddenly raised his bone knife and shouted:

"The Great Lord of the Gray Fog just told us that a group of fishmen has come to our waters. Children, follow me."

Lin Xiao had a major class every seven days, so the invasion from other realms almost came every few years. The fishmen were used to it. Although this time the interval was short, the fishmen did not suspect anything. They were eager to try out their new powers and were full of confidence.

More than a hundred Gray Fog Fishmen, led by the fishman chief, rushed out of the tribe along the beach to the north. Halfway there, they saw four hundred Gray Fog Fishmen, who looked very ragged, walking south. Both sides stopped at the same time.

Although the other side had more Gray Fog Fishmen, they looked very pitiful, with yellowish, emaciated bodies and bones showing through their skin. They seemed to be refugees, and most of them didn't even have weapons.

The Gray Fog Fishmen tribe, though fewer in number, at least had good food. There were seven or eight groups of fish and shrimp in the divine domain, enough to feed more than a hundred fishmen well.

Moreover, after the battle and having just gained their skills, they had a stronger presence, which overpowered the four hundred Gray Fog Fishmen.

Unlike facing other invaders, possibly because the invaders were also Gray Fog Fishmen and due to Lin Xiao's mental suggestion, the fishmen tribe did not immediately shout to fight. After a standoff, the fishman chief approached to communicate with the group of Gray Fog Fishmen.

Lin Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that a real fight would result in a significant loss of fishmen.

Since the fight didn't start at the beginning, it wouldn't start later. After all, Fang Ning didn't say it was an enemy invasion, and the clan members didn't have a strong desire to fight, though they had a strong desire to show off.

As they led the ragged group of Gray Fog Fishmen back to the tribe, the tribe's fishmen constantly displayed their skills, causing many fishman refugees to be shocked. When they saw the altar in the center of the tribe, nearly a quarter of the fishman refugees immediately knelt down in worship. Lin Xiao immediately sensed more than a hundred threads of faith.

Although they were all very thin and were only general believers, this represented a good start, indicating that these fishman refugees were highly receptive to faith.

As long as time passed, with constant exposure and occasional displays of miracles, converting these fishman refugees into believers would not be difficult.

Time flew by, and ten days passed. The large catches of fish and shrimp transformed the appearance of the fishman refugees, and they quickly integrated into the new tribe.

Under the daily influence of the original tribe, more fishmen joined the faith of the Lord of the Gray Fog. His number of believers rapidly increased, and soon more than two-thirds of the new fishmen established a faith connection with him, indicating that they were his new believers, though their faith was not strong, mostly Shallow Believers.

But he wasn't in a hurry. Faith was something that couldn't be rushed. He had plenty of time, so he could take it slowly, with daily fixed prayers, monthly large gatherings of believers, and especially after a period of testing, which would be a good opportunity to spread the faith.

On this day, under Lin Xiao's conscious guidance, the tribe began to collect seawater and gravel from outside to expand the tribe.

At this point, Lin Xiao stopped observing. Confirming that the clan members were developing well and the two groups had successfully integrated, he logged off with satisfaction.

Exiting the divine domain login pod, Lin Xiao was still thinking about the situation in the divine domain. He realized that the food for the fishmen in the divine domain might be insufficient.

The divine domain itself only had four groups of one-star sturgeon, one group of two-star sardines, one group of one-star blue shrimp, and two groups of one-star swimming crabs.

The quantity was not too much or too little, enough to feed a few hundred fishmen.

But the problem was that the new fishmen had twice the fertility rate and survival rate of their kind, which meant that the number of fishmen in the divine domain would soon increase rapidly, and this amount of food might not be enough.

What to do if there's not enough food?

Of course, buy cards and feed them!