I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 238 The Limitations of Murlocs

"Humans are a very obedient race, and the alchemists are not fools. Soon no one will ask about eternal life."

"What the Chali Clan said is very clear. Eternal life has an unbearable price for humans, just like humans cannot change the pros and cons of divination."

"Although humans are stubborn, they will not go against the rules."

"The most important thing is to live better in the crisis-ridden abyss."

Bai Zhou said slowly.

"However, the secret of eternal life has always been with the Chali clan and has never changed. Can you fish-men clan bear that kind of price?"

Bai Zhou's words caused Jeff to fall into a long silence.

His face still had that calm expression, without a trace of entanglement, as if these things could not cause any fluctuations in his heart.

He just looked ahead silently, looking deeply past Bai Zhou and into the endless abyss.

"You go ahead and do your work. I have use for these two prisoners."

Mo Ling didn't know why Jeff would call him, but since he could continue to obtain information, he certainly wouldn't refuse.

"Come with me."

Jeff led the two of them to a staircase in a swaggering manner and walked up slowly.

On the platform, clouds and mist were floating, and the wind was howling.

When it is bright, it looks like majestic dragon scales flashing with golden light.

Only then did Mo Ling see clearly that they were not on the ground.

After a dazzling light flashed, the three of them had already stepped up the stairs and arrived at an empty platform.

Section after section of the body was looming in the clouds, causing the white clouds to escape, like steam ejected from the body of the giant dragon.

But in the sky I don’t know how high!
Outside the protective shield was a thick layer of clouds, and the platform they were standing on was traveling through the clouds at high speed.

"The Cub Clan members will also follow."

As soon as they left the prison, the two prisoners quickly attracted the attention of many fishmen, but after seeing that it was Jeff who was leading them, these eyes were quickly withdrawn, for fear of attracting attention.

After looking at each other with Bai Zhou, the two followed Jeff and walked out of the prison.

Jeff did not answer Bai Zhou's question, but after saying this to Bai Zhou, he turned around and left.

A mechanical dragon made of those strange rune parts!
The giant dragon moved vigorously through the swirling clouds and mist. It did not appear bloated at all because of its heavy and huge body. Instead, it was very flexible and twisted lightly.

Outside the streamlined outline, runes like stars sparkled in the clouds.

In other words, this is a slender mechanical dragon!

As soon as Jeff stretched out his hand, the runes on the entire platform began to tremble and glow, and an invisible protective shield rose out of thin air, instantly shaking away the surrounding clouds and fog, and the original strong wind disappeared instantly.

Jeff didn't explain anything to the other fishmen, but with a simple sentence, those fishmen left voluntarily.

Mo Ling looked back and realized that the thing flying in the sky was not a building, but a winding air fortress!

When dim, it looks like the eyes of some unknown creature hidden in the clouds.

In addition to the body, there are many individual parts traveling at high speed. They are like birds surrounding the dragon, or like gold flakes peeled off from the dragon's body, slowly circling along the edge.

As the protective cover opened, these parts quickly gathered nearby, and they were arranged in an orderly manner. The light of the runes was like breathing, scanning and alerting the platform.

When Jeff waved his hand again, these sentinel-like parts slowly floated away and returned to their original patrol route.

Jeff walked to the edge of the platform and looked down at the retreating clouds.

"I don't know why, but both of you give me a familiar feeling." He suddenly said this: "Maybe it's an illusion."

"Where did you know the restrictions of our fish-men?" Jeff asked calmly with his back to the two of them.

"Someone talked about it in prison before." Bai Zhou replied quickly. "This is not a secret, how much do you know?"

"Not much." Bai Zhou thought for a while: "It is said that the fish people have encountered limitations in their development, their strength is limited, and they have never been able to break through, so they continue to invade..."

Having said this, Bai Zhou stopped and looked at Jeff carefully.

"go on."

"That's why they keep invading other races, plundering other races' knowledge and power, and using the most brutal means to maintain their strength."

Bai Zhou gritted his teeth and said exactly what he wanted to say.

However, upon hearing such an offensive comment, Jeff showed no dissatisfaction and just shook his head lightly.

"not like this."

"You are thinking too simply. That kind of restriction cannot be broken by simple invasion and plunder."

Jeff didn't seem to care about Bai Zhou's words. He just seemed to think Bai Zhou didn't understand it well enough.

"That is an extremely targeted restriction. We generally call it a racial lock..."

The development of a race will inevitably choose a path, either physical strength, technological research, or some other...

The fish people chose the path of technology.

Their rune parts can fulfill any function and can even replace the role of relics.

It can even be said that every part made by the fishmen is a relic.

The functions of these parts cover various aspects, and their capabilities are extremely powerful.

But for such a powerful race, when component technology reached its peak, a strange phenomenon occurred:

Every time they develop a new part function, an old part function is forgotten.

It was a complete forgetfulness.

The fishmen didn't notice it at first. It wasn't until one time that they lost a function to control the movement of the armor parts and the entire fishmen came to a standstill that they realized this strange phenomenon.

"No one can remember how to manufacture and control that kind of parts. Its principles have completely disappeared from the minds and records of the entire fish-men tribe."

Soon, they discovered that this was not just a knowledge phenomenon, it was a limitation covering all aspects of the fish-men.

Whenever the fishmen learn a new skill, such as synthesizing a certain metal, they will randomly forget another skill, which may even be something as simple as fishing or drilling wood to make fire.

Although they no longer need such primitive skills as fishing and making fire, since they can forget these, it means that the impact of this restriction is extremely terrifying.

"Maybe one day you will forget to sleep, eat, and breathe?"

After conducting in-depth research on this phenomenon, the fishmen found a suitable description to explain this phenomenon——

Their skills have "slots".

Just like the skills in the game, ten is ten. If you want to increase it, you must replace the original skills.

Putting one skill will randomly replace another skill. This is a complete replacement.

Perhaps, the fishmen originally had a lot of "skill slots", so they could keep moving up.

But now that the slots are full, there is no other option but to replace them...

Jeff's fish eyes looked into the distance, and the flying parts surrounded him, spinning like satellites.

He had never expressed any emotion, but when he talked about the limitations of the fishmen, there was a hint of despair and powerlessness in his words.

"The fishmen are locked..."

(End of this chapter)