Sorcery Monarch

Chapter 153: Recycling Murlocs

Chapter 153: Recycling Murlocs

After eliminating the elite Murlocs led by the Murloc Tidecaller,

the remaining Murlocs, half-destroyed by the "Delicious Potion," scattered like frightened birds, fleeing for their lives.

Old John surveyed the battlefield, holding a pile of broken junk in his hands, muttering helplessly:

"Even Kobolds aren't as poor as Murlocs!"

Apart from the decent amount of experience points, the slain Murloc warriors and diviners offered almost no useful loot.

Even the Murloc Tidecaller's ebony staff was merely a good-quality raw material.

It could only be sold for 2000 gold coins, not even enough to cover the cost of the "Concealment" scroll.

Although it wasn't profitable, Matthew didn't consider it a loss. He returned to the city and issued new orders:

"One silver coin for each recovered Murloc corpse."

"Some Murlocs aren't dead; have the Kobolds dig some large pits and corral them."

This was just a temporary solution; Matthew planned to have the Kobolds dig and build large underground "breeding" farms.

Since Murlocs reproduced so easily, it would be wasteful not to take advantage of that.

Additionally, Murlocs had a broad diet.

They could eat algae, water plants, small fish and shrimp, or even food scraps, and thrive quite well.

They were excellent scavengers!

Plus, the cultivation of magic taro required large amounts of flesh and blood.

Now there was a clear supply!

Even Murloc waste, after proper processing, might serve as excellent fertilizer, Matthew speculated.

Hmm, a multi-purpose resource—perhaps more functions will reveal themselves in the future...

Ralph's eyes lit up, and he immediately began organizing the arrangements.

Although he didn't know Matthew's exact intentions, Ralph would support and execute them to the fullest.

After briefly explaining the Murloc "breeding" plan and notifying the Kobolds to begin work, Matthew prepared to return to the manor.

He needed to prepare quickly—Bay Territory needed to seize the next opportunity for growth.

Watching Matthew's departing figure, Aelios felt a sense of relief wash over her.

Before she could process her emotions, Old John waved her over:

"Come on, it's time to distribute the spoils of war at the barracks."

Blinking in surprise, Aelios could clearly sense that no one cared about her "appearance"—only her strength mattered.

Whew!

Yaya glided down gently and followed Matthew into the study, yawning as her illusionary form faded away.

Without Rebecca around, Yaya had been sleeping much more frequently.

Fortunately, Yaya could meditate while she slept, so it didn't hinder her growth.

Matthew set aside his cloak and weapons, dismissed his illusionary clone, and emerged from the hidden chamber.

As usual, he activated detection magic to ensure there was no surveillance before recording the information about the "Naga" and the "Deep Sea."

The early Naga activity gave Matthew significant insights.