CFSMS -Chapter 144 The “Sea Tribe Little Prince Fishing Plan” is Underway

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With both the sea tribe and humans combined, a customer capacity of thirty people had somehow produced double the expected performance. Lu Wu was very satisfied with this efficiency.

At this moment, the sea tribesmen were all slumped in their chairs, rubbing their bellies as they basked in the lingering bliss of fullness.

The humans weren’t much different either.

A few “toolmen” were even conscientiously helping clean up the tables.

Watching how attentive the humans were toward that little boss, the turtle prime minister’s expression kept shifting.

As expected.

He hadn’t guessed wrong.

This time, humans were using both a gentle approach and an overt strategy against them.

They were tempting them with food, breaking their will, and then seizing the initiative in negotiations.

But he had to admit—it was working.

Just thinking that if negotiations broke down, they might never taste those delicious little burgers again made the turtle prime minister’s heart ache faintly.

“Dragon King, Queen… this old servant has failed your expectations. This time, humans have the upper hand.”

He wiped away a tear from the corner of his mouth, even considering whether he could delay the negotiations a few more days—just so they could eat more of this delicious food.

Clang, clang.

That was the sound of kitchen utensils colliding.

Stains on the stall were cleaned by Lu Wu, and she snapped her fingers. A strand of glazed flame swept across the surface of the stall.

That beautiful flame made the sea tribe feel a strong sense of danger.

They couldn’t get close—it would turn them into grilled seafood.

Was this another subtle human threat?

The turtle prime minister didn’t get angry. Instead, he felt he understood humanity’s intentions.

They didn’t actually want war either.

After much thought, the turtle prime minister made his decision.

In reality, Lu Wu was simply using the glazed flame for high-temperature sterilization. Little Glaze really was a must-have “kill-and-loot, home-and-travel” utility.

“City Lord Single, we can sign a treaty. Humans must allow our sea tribe to walk on land, and in return we will provide ways for humans to explore the deep sea.”

In the ocean, besides the sea tribe, there were many resources.

Those resources would be extremely useful to humans.

“Also, we want… no, not every day, but at least once a month—we must be able to eat Miss Lu’s food.”

Relying on a mysterious figure to become their exclusive chef was impossible.

But if they could taste it once a month, they would be willing to cooperate, even helping mine underwater spirit ores.

For them, it would be worth it.

“This is easy,” City Lord Single said with a smiling expression, as if it was nothing.

“As long as the sea tribe guarantees they won’t randomly attack humans on land, you can buy Miss Lu’s food anytime.”

“Of course, I also don’t want what happened ten years ago to repeat itself.”

Her gaze turned cold, sharp as a blade stabbing into the turtle prime minister, making him stiffen.

“Agreed.”

It was the sea prince, Long Zhang, who spoke.

As the prince, he had to make the decision.

Although that incident had been an unintentional clash from the sea tribe, it still harmed many humans. Afterward, City Lord Single forcefully entered the sea city and destroyed several underwater cities, causing heavy casualties on both sides.

Both sides suffered losses.

Because of this, they realized how uniquely favored humans were in cultivation.

Sea tribes lived long lives, but their cultivation speed was slow. This time, they came precisely to seek cooperation with humans and find a path forward for their race.

The Heavenly Dao favored humans—they could only actively approach them.

“I understand.”

City Lord Single didn’t care much about the sea tribe’s request.

There is a saying: teach without discrimination.

Cultivation itself is free in the Qingyuan Realm; otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many sects.

What path the sea tribe could take depended on their own fortune—she would not interfere.

But if they used benefits gained from humans to harm humans…

Then she would make them understand that humans can show goodwill to outsiders—but can also draw their swords.

The negotiation that was expected to be full of tension and bloodshed ended easily because of a meal.

Finally, both sides signed a Heavenly Dao Oath.

Two golden lights entered each other’s bodies, and Lu Wu could feel a binding force within it.

It was done.

And then Lu Wu went back to taking orders.

The sea tribe, with their powerful digestion systems after eating seafood, began a third round of “feasting.”

Sea tribe lined up; humans followed suit.

If they couldn’t finish, they could take it home for dinner or midnight snacks.

Or even give it as gifts—it would bring great honor.

Lu Boss’s food was extremely prestigious when gifted.

Because today the beach was closed due to the sea tribe, once everything returned to normal tomorrow, the place would likely be overwhelmed by customers.

By then, it wouldn’t be so easy to casually eat here.

As a witness to the friendship between the two sides, Qin Zhan draped an arm over Long Zhang’s shoulder and kindly shared stories about customers.

Late arrivals, purchase limits, people fighting over food…

Listening to this, Long Zhang grew increasingly uneasy.

“Brother Qin, from now on you are my real brother. I’ll listen to whatever you say.”

Long Zhang clasped his hands, deeply moved.

“I understand, brother.”

Qin Zhan smiled warmly, looking like a cunning fox casting bait. Jiang Yunhe stood in a very strategic position, blocking the turtle prime minister’s line of sight.

The “Sea Tribe Little Prince Fishing Plan” was proceeding smoothly.

Just like Jiang Ziya fishing—those who are willing bite the hook.

Long Zhang was exactly that willing fish.

Compared to humans, the warlike yet simple-minded sea tribe were no match for these foxes.

Even the most intelligent turtle prime minister had been misled.

After watching the drama, Lu Wu said she was full from the show alone and went home to close shop.

At Xiahe Town, in the town lord’s mansion.

People from Yanhai City brought back the tied-up Lou Xiaotian and even offered apologies and compensation to Lou Batian.

Seeing his son suffer, Lou Batian was initially furious—but after hearing the reason, he actually praised them for doing the right thing.

“Brat, so this is what you get for running away from home.”

After sending them off, Lou Batian looked coldly at his son lying like a salted fish on the ground and began his “Dragon Subduing Palm.”

Was he angry because his son ran away?

No.

He was angry because after escaping with his secret help, the boy didn’t even think to bring back some of Lu Boss’s food to honor him.

Recently, Xiahe Town had been busy; otherwise, he would have rushed straight to Yanhai City himself.

Soon, screams like a slaughtered pig echoed through the room.

Half an hour later, Lou Xiaotian walked out of the study. On the surface, he bore no injuries—but internally, he was broken.

A communication device beeped. It was Qin Zhan and the others.

Just a few messages—mostly pictures and videos.

They were enjoying food.

Looking at the glossy, delicious-looking crab burgers and the rich, spicy bowl of snail noodles, Lou Xiaotian suddenly wanted to rush back immediately.

But his father had sealed him in Xiahe Town. He couldn’t leave.

If I can’t eat, then none of you can either—just watch.

“Xiaotian, we miss you.”

That message was from Qin Zhan.

A villain meets his match.

Lou Xiaotian pouted, tears almost falling.

No one loves me!