Ocean Lords: Start Harvesting Double from Dice Rolls Chapter 674 - 336: Outer Realm Captain Crisis_2

The elder’s vitality waned, yet he maintained his posture, gazing intently at Fang Yu. "Do not hold my past hostility against me. It was solely to safeguard my home."

"Now, after much contemplation, I've understood..."

"Integration is superior to suppression!"

"Instead of attempting to control and eliminate the Outer Realm Captains, allowing them to fully embrace this world is the wiser path. Once they form bonds and develop affections for this land and its people, the desire to destroy or enslave it will diminish."

"That is why I wish to support your growth."

"I am willing to give it a chance..."

With a faint sigh, the old man reclined, appearing utterly drained.

Noticing the elder’s frail state, Fang Yu couldn't refrain from interjecting, "Old man, your health is paramount. We can speak more later."

But the old man was resolute. With considerable effort, he retrieved a page from the Ocean Scripture and presented it to Fang Yu:

"Cough, cough... young one..."

"This represents my sincerity. I hope that in the future, when you are able... you will aid the South Island Continent..."

Fang Yu faltered, observing the elder’s imploring gaze.

After a moment's pause, Fang Yu extended his hand, accepting the Ocean Scripture. He then replied,

"I cannot make absolute promises, but... should the Outer Realm Captains ever turn hostile, I will leverage my influence amongst them to assist Mr. Kong."

A comforting smile touched the old man’s lips upon hearing Fang Yu's words, and he whispered softly,

"That is sufficient... cough, cough..."

He coughed again, prompting Fang Yu to cast a worried glance at the elder.

The old man’s life force was indeed alarmingly low.

It seemed only sheer willpower kept him going; otherwise, he might have already met his demise.

Even so, his condition was dire.

Shortly after, as if an invisible lifeline had been established, the door swung open and several medical personnel in white coats hurried in.

Without delay, they administered an injection to the old man’s hand.

After a short while, his breathing stabilized, and the coughing ceased, though the exhaustion etched on his face was undeniable.

Witnessing this, Fang Yu promptly stated,

"Old man, please rest well. I shall go and carry out the task you've entrusted me with."

The elder looked towards Fang Yu. Though too weak to speak, his gaze conveyed a clear message that Fang Yu understood.

Nodding and offering a salute, Fang Yu turned and left with brisk steps.

Kong Huaao was waiting just outside the door and, upon seeing Fang Yu emerge, beckoned him over.

"How is the old general?"

Fang Yu walked towards him, shaking his head. "Not well, but it doesn't appear to be immediately life-threatening."

He paused, then inquired, "What happened to the old man? How did he sustain such severe injuries, leaving him nearly deceased?"

"That is an old story."

Kong Huaao walked alongside Fang Yu, pausing briefly before continuing. "The old man is truly courageous. He recognized early on the Central Continent's apprehension towards the South Island Continent and the president's intention to eradicate South Island's culture, subjugating its people to the Central Continent's authority."

"The vision was for a Central Continent that stood supreme, drawing support from both southwestern continents, creating a nation with a rigid, stratified hierarchy."

"When the old man perceived this looming threat, he immediately began his preparations."

"He led his forces into the Sea Race territories, bringing a portion of them under the South Island Continent's dominion as tributaries."

"For the remaining Sea Races, the old man adopted a diplomatic approach, assisting them in establishing their settlements."

"As a result, many Sea Races developed a dual sense of fear and affection for the old man, readily obeying his commands."

"Therefore, in addition to the visible forces and armies, the seven major Sea Races of the South Sea must also be considered."

Fang Yu listened to Kong Huaao’s explanation, a sense of astonishment dawning upon him.

Within the Ocean World, humanity formed the core governing power, but other intelligent species like Aliens and the Sea Race also existed.

He recalled his visit to Star Moon Island, where he had aided mermaids, a sub-group of the Sea Race, in defeating a Star Beast.

Connecting these thoughts, Fang Yu mused aloud, "So, even with his declining health, the old man can still command the respect of several Sea Kingdoms due to the Sea Races' loyalty?"

"Precisely!"

Kong Huaao nodded, explaining, "The various Sea Races hold respect and admiration for me. This is because, when they faced enemy tribes from the deep sea, I led our forces to their aid. We shouldered the pressure from the Deep Sea Extraordinary Clan, compelling them to retreat and thus safeguarding the territories of the Sea Races."

"However," Kong Huaao continued softly, "it was during that very conflict that I sustained grave injuries, which is the reason for my current condition."

"I see..." Fang Yu murmured in understanding.

"The elder previously informed me that those Sea Races are deeply indebted to him," Fang Yu recalled.

"Therefore, should we require assistance in the future, we can undoubtedly venture into the southern deep sea to seek their aid."

Upon hearing Kong Huaao's words, Fang Yu couldn't help but nod slightly, acknowledging the information.

The world beneath the waves, the Ocean World, is indeed vast beyond measure.

Humanity has managed to explore less than twenty percent of its entirety.

Within those regions perpetually shrouded in fog and subjected to extreme weather conditions, unknown tribes make their dwelling.

All these tribes are collectively referred to as the Deep Sea Tribes.

The exact number of Deep Sea Tribes has never been precisely determined; it is only known that these groups, surviving in unforgiving environments, have developed formidable survival capabilities to conquer their surroundings.

Should the Deep Sea Tribes decide to rise against the established order, it would undoubtedly precipitate a catastrophic disaster.

Fortunately, the Deep Sea Tribes appear to harbor no interest in terrestrial affairs.

Yet, their attention is frequently directed towards the ocean tribes situated closer to human settlements, with the intent of seizing territory and resources from them.

Consequently, the ocean tribes serve as a crucial bulwark, separating humanity from the Deep Sea Tribes. Every year, the Ocean Court dispatches troops to bolster their defenses, working in concert to repel the incursions of the Deep Sea Tribes.

Grasping this situation, Fang Yu's spirits noticeably lifted.

The elder's foresight and meticulous preparations surpassed even Fang Yu's wildest estimations.

While Fang Yu remained uncertain about any other stratagems the elder might have conceived, the mere prospect of support from the Seven Great Sea Races was sufficient to provide considerable aid to the South Island Continent.

Realizing this profound potential, Fang Yu felt a surge of immense confidence in the elder's grand designs.

The aged man reclining on the hospital bed possessed an aura of formidable authority for a very valid reason.

After a period of further discussion, the two parted ways.

Kong Huaao disclosed his intention to journey to the Central Continent to engage in a meeting with the president of the Duorong Federation.

He viewed the current conflict as a matter of national importance: unity externally, with internal affairs to be addressed subsequently. This approach seemed entirely sound.

Regardless of the president's personal sentiments towards the elder or the South Island Continent, such matters could be resolved following the successful resolution of issues with the Lanyun Sea Country.

Fang Yu trusted that the president, being no fool, would undoubtedly comprehend this necessity.

Therefore, Kong Huaao's expedition, carrying the elder's perspective to the Central Continent, was anticipated to proceed without significant hindrance.

As for himself...

Fang Yu recognized the need to consult with the arms dealer, [Sky Dome Technology], and the resource merchant, [Essence Feast], in order to secure vital war material support from both enterprises.

With the elder's implicit backing, this undertaking was expected to be far from arduous.

However, as it was already afternoon, by the time he concluded his visits to both companies, evening would likely have descended. Thus, it would be more prudent to postpone the formal signing of the war procurement contracts until the following day.

For the present moment, he resolved to dedicate his time to consolidating his recent acquisitions.

With this resolution in mind, Fang Yu moved forward, swiftly reaching the Meditation Room situated aboard the sea vessel.

He eagerly retrieved two pages of the Ocean Law Codex Fragments from his inventory.

These particular fragments were a reward earned from the successful completion of a prior task. The remaining page had been personally bestowed upon Fang Yu by the elder himself during a separate private consultation.

Gazing upon the two pages held within his hands, Fang Yu let out a soft sigh.

The elder, he mused, could have chosen to impart the second page at a later juncture, perhaps after Fang Yu had fully honored his commitments. Alternatively, he might have waited until Fang Yu fulfilled his promise.

But he had opted to present it to Fang Yu prematurely.

Evidently, the elder perceived that his remaining time was finite.

A deep-seated concern lingered within him: what if, one day, he could no longer persevere, and there simply wouldn't be enough time left to transmit the Ocean Scripture to Fang Yu?

Contemplating this, a somber weight settled upon Fang Yu's heart.

Nonetheless, he swiftly shook his head, dispelling the intrusive thoughts and redirecting his full attention to the two pages of Ocean Law Codex Fragments.

He began to scrutinize the attributes detailed on these two pages of the Ocean Scripture:...