Pirates of the National Comics Inheritance System

After Clay finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards his home.

After he left, the hut was instantly filled with people, all discussing the feasibility of this matter.

Clay naturally heard it, with a smile on his face, and then continued to walk forward.

In his mind, he was constantly replaying how he lived here when he was a child.

Clay was born into a relatively miserable family. Perhaps this is the sadness of the fishmen, as their strength and worth are completely unequal.

He has never seen his mother since he was born, and can only see her true appearance from the photos that have been preserved.

His father said that she was captured by the people on the slave ship.

The human traffickers on the sea are becoming increasingly rampant, but because of him, his father did not choose to abandon him and go find his mother, but raised him up.

When he was 12 years old, his father got the news of his mother from somewhere, and hurried to the sea to find his mother, but naturally there was no news, and it was likely that she was captured by human traffickers.

He was the only one left at home, and when he was 12 years old, he began to survive alone in Fishman Street.

He had gone through all kinds of dirty and tiring work, and all kinds of hardships. He never complained, because he knew that even if he complained, it would be useless, and no one would help him. He had experienced too many cold eyes.

But even so, he still thrived in this dark land. As his body grew bigger, he gradually had the right to speak here and became the so-called superior person.

Maybe this is the so-called being untainted by the mud. After becoming the superior person, he did not bully the weak, but took care of those fishmen who had suffered humiliation since childhood, and held up an umbrella called protection for them.

Clay looked at the broken room in front of him, and his mind was constantly recalling the scene when his father played with him when he was a child.

After practicing the ability that Carl taught him, he could clearly feel that his strength was constantly improving. He believed that one day he could find his parents with his own strength, even if it was just a corpse.

Clay clenched his fists in an instant and said viciously.

"I must find you. No matter who caught you, I must make him pay the price."

This place was once full of his childhood memories, and he could even recall his father's earnest teachings to him.

It's a pity that I can't go back.

Clay rolled up his sleeves and first dismantled some of the broken structures of the dilapidated house.

Then he moved new reefs from farther away. With his busy work, he soon repaired the house to the way he remembered it, but it was a pity that the person in his memory didn't come back.

Clay knew that he had a heavy task now and he didn't have time to stay here for too long.

After repairing the house, although he had a lot of thoughts, he soon fell into a deep sleep. But looking at his twisting body from time to time, you know that he didn't fall asleep. He had some insomnia tonight....

There is a special way to record time on the seabed. At about 8:00 the next morning, the exit of Fishman Street was full of all kinds of fishmen. Some were tall, up to seven or eight meters, and some were small, even just over one meter. They were all fishmen who wanted to go out to sea to escape from here.

"Haven't they come yet?"

"They should be here soon. It seems that the time is almost up."

"Really? We can join the Rocks Pirates."

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, there are so many of us, so we are not afraid that he will deceive us."

Just then, Zack saw a figure in the distance, walking towards this side step by step.

"Here I come!"

He knew that it was Clay coming from afar, after all, he saw Clay returning home yesterday.

"Clay, come here!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Do you all want to go out to sea?"

Clay released his weak observation Haki. In his shock, he couldn't see the end at a glance. What he didn't know was that these were only those who knew the news. There were 50,000 fishmen, and a large number of them were on the way. The total population of Fishman Island was more than 4.5 million, and there were more than 1 million fishmen exiled to Fishman Street.

He didn't know if so many people would cause any trouble to Carl.

But looking at the people in front of him, it was obviously not the time to communicate with Lord Carl.

Clay cleared his throat and said to everyone present in a deep voice.

"If you want to go out to sea

, you have to risk your life. I hope everyone knows this.""If you don't obey my orders after going out to sea, I don't know what kind of punishment you will receive."

Zack was the first to reply.

"Don't worry, Master Clay."

Soon more people began to echo.

"We don't want to continue to live in the darkness of this fishman street."

"Yes, if there is a better life, we will not choose to go out to sea."

"In this case, then well, our first place is here."

Clay called over the leading fishmen with the loudest voices, namely Zack of the Swordfish Clan, Brin of the Giant Whale Clan, Cassia of the Electric Eel Clan, and Norman of the Sea Dragon Clan.

Then he took out the map that Carl gave him and pointed out the direction to them.

"We have to find this place first, and then I will contact Master Carl through the Den Den Mushi."

"Are you clear about the mission?"

The four people nodded one after another.

"Clear."

Clay saw them nod and put the map away.

"Okay, then let's go."

Norman of the Sea Dragon Clan immediately stopped them.

"Wait!"

"There are still some people on the way, can we wait for them?"

Clay was a little shocked. It seemed that something big happened on Fishman Island.

"More?"

Clay thought for a while, made a decision first, and then contacted Carl through Den Den Mushi.

"Then let's do this first."

Clay pointed at the four of them.

"You four will be the team leaders first, each leading a team to the target location."

He pointed at himself and Zack first, because time was tight and he couldn't waste too much time on Fisherman Island. He didn't have time to wait for those tribesmen who had not arrived yet. He had to complete Lord Carl's task first.

"Zack and I will go first."

"Brin followed behind."

Then he looked at Norman who had spoken at the beginning and stopped him!

"As for Cassia and Norman"

"You wait here for the follow-up tribesmen."

"If there are too many people, Cassia will lead some people here first."

"If there are not many people, you two can organize the people going out to sea and go out to sea together."

Finally, Clay still reminded him with some worry.

"Do you understand?"

"Don't worry, Lord Clay."

"See you at Cake Island."

They stretched out their right hands and waved in the middle. The fishmen at this time were still relatively united. They had just been swept to Fishmen Street not long ago. Many people knew each other and the conflicts between them were not that deep.

"Let's go!"

Clay took the lead, followed closely by Zach.

"Follow us."

Tens of thousands of people took the lead in following Clay to Cake Island.

After Clay left, Cassia said to Norman hesitantly.

"Do we really want..."

Norman questioned Cassia instead.

"Do we have any choice?"

"The number of our tribe is increasing day by day, and you should also know that Fishmen Street can't accommodate them."

"If there is really a good place to go, why stop it?"

Norman watched them go away, sighed softly, and his face seemed to have aged a lot.

That's right. If they really had a choice, they wouldn't have ended up like this. After all, no one wants to see their people living in dire straits and living in fear every day.

An hour after Clay left, the scene was instantly filled with fishmen again.

Brin knew he had seen him.

"Okay, I'm leaving too. Remember to follow me."

Cassia and Norman kept reminding Brin. Brin was the youngest among them, so they were afraid that if he couldn't find the way, the people behind him could still take him a way, so they let him go second.

"Have a good trip!"

"Be careful."

Cassia patted his chest and said confidently.

"Don't worry, I'm leaving first."

A few hours later.

No one came from farther away.

Cassia and Norman looked at each other without saying anything, and silently led everyone out of the Fishman Island.

"Well!"

Three groups of people came one after another, with a terrifying number of 390,000. If it was at the beginning of the original book, it might not have had such a great influence, but it happened to be stuck in this period when they were just driven to the Fishman Street by the mermaids.

This led to a large number of fishmen leaving the country, as they wanted to fight for a better future for their next generation.