Chen Changhe's Ocean Campaign

After summoning three hundred thousand followers, Chen Changhe did not advance toward the center of the continental shelf as Zheng Dongfeng had imagined.

Instead, he kept building bases along the coastline, establishing more than a dozen mines and manufacturing plants of varying sizes.

In addition to the three hundred thousand Snotling Orks, Chen Changhe also dispatched two thousand Gretchin Orks.

The two looked very similar, however, and Zheng Dongfeng failed to notice the difference between them.

"I want first place, but I also want the resources in this plane!"

The second phase of this assessment would last a long time—half a month by Blue Star Civilization time.

Only a little over half of that time had passed.

Even if he was temporarily behind, Chen Changhe was not worried about catching up.

"Compared to the crowded Central Continent..."

"The ocean is the true treasure trove!"

In this plane, the ocean covered more than three times as much area as the land.

As long as he could solve the problem of working beneath the sea, the region below the surface would become an inexhaustible treasure trove for Chen Changhe.

Compared to land, the ocean had only one intelligent race: the Sea Folk.

They were also spread over a vast area, making effective control difficult.

During his landing, Chen Changhe had slaughtered countless Sea Folk creatures without drawing the attention of any truly powerful Sea Folk.

"Stockpile grain, delay claiming the throne!"

He would leave the Main Continent to the others for now and monopolize the ocean's resources.

A steady stream of minerals was transported into the processing plants, and before long, one Gretchin Submarine after another was manufactured.

They were called submarines, but in reality, they were merely iron cans.

A few air-storage tanks were placed inside to replenish the Snotling Orks' air supply.

There were no pressure-release devices at all. If the passengers had not been Snotling Orks...

They would likely have turned into fireworks under the crushing water pressure before doing anything at all.

They could only travel slowly and simply, while their weapons were enlarged versions of Goblin Horn Guns.

Furthermore, every Snotling Ork riding in the submarines had a small iron can strapped to its back.

The cans contained air, allowing them to operate on the ocean floor after leaving their vessels.

"Has this kid gone mad?"

"He's going up against the ocean!"

"If anything goes wrong, every follower aboard those vessels will become an underwater ghost."

"Not a single one will escape!"

"There won't even be any bodies left!"

"How could the ocean possibly be conquered so easily?"

Even Zheng Dongfeng and the other true deities...

Had no plans to develop the ocean region in the short term.

Yet Chen Changhe's performance soon forced him to shut his mouth.

One crude Gretchin Submarine after another entered the ocean, extracting massive quantities of seabed minerals without pause.

When many of those Snotling Orks returned, their faces had changed from green to bluish purple.

They looked as though they were about to breathe their last, yet they remained alive.

Before long, they would regain their vitality, shouting Waaagh! as they frolicked with the other Snotling Orks.

"...This is ridiculous. They eat so little, so why do they have such terrifying regenerative abilities?"

Zheng Dongfeng muttered to himself.

I reckon this isn't very scientific.

He did not know that Orks did not actually need food.

They could obtain all the energy they required through photosynthesis.

Chen Changhe had merely ordered all the Orks to eat fixed meals every day in order to keep up appearances.

Some Snotling Orks even simply gnawed on turf to make up the numbers and save themselves the trouble.

Zheng Dongfeng simply had not noticed this.

"The submarines' performance isn't good enough..."

"They can only operate in shallow waters."

"But even so, the minerals obtained are of higher quality than those found on land."

"And they're easier to mine as well."

Seabed minerals was a collective term for mineral deposits found in seabed sediments and rock strata.

Because of the way they formed, vast quantities accumulated on the ocean floor.

They could be acquired without specialized production tools, and their purity was exceptionally high.

They only needed to be picked up directly.

After acquiring massive amounts of minerals, Chen Changhe's armory production efficiency increased considerably.

Before long, the number of submarines had exceeded three hundred.

During the mining process, Chen Changhe naturally encountered quite a few Sea Folk.

However, the Snotling Orks easily defeated every one of them.

Not only did this raise Chen Changhe's score to 660 points, successfully placing him among the top ten in the class.

It also allowed him to capture a large number of Sea Folk prisoners.

They were Lobster People.

They came from one of the Sea Folk's major races.

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Chen Changhe watched the Lobster People before him as they continued shouting.

They had enormous lobster heads and two antennae growing from their heads, making them look extremely fierce.

Their weapons were a pair of enormous pincers. The two dark claws opened and closed with what appeared to be tremendous crushing force.

"Quiet down!"

Divine light flashed as Chen Changhe pressed one finger against a Lobster Person's forehead.

The creature immediately fell silent.

As the divine technique took effect, Chen Changhe began to obtain information about this plane from the Lobster Person's mind.

Sea Folk was not a specific race, but a collective term for all intelligent beings living beneath the ocean.

Different races held different faiths.

The strongest faith had naturally belonged to the former Sea God, Peter Wilson.

He possessed the faith of all Fishmen and their affiliated races.

That was why he had risen above the rest to become a Demigod.

After Peter Wilson died, his faith was inherited by the Fishman Demigod Katherine Dobbs.

However, the other races also had their own Demigods.

And without Peter Wilson's suppression...

Those Demigods had begun to grow restless.

Through the divine technique, Chen Changhe obtained the memories in this Lobster Person's mind.

A new idea came to him.

His previous plan had been simple: kill his way through.

Eliminate all the native Demigods.

And obtain greater benefits.

But now, it seemed entirely unnecessary.

"I can fully exploit the conflicts between these otherworldly Demigods."

"The principal's mission only targets the Fishman Demigod Katherine Dobbs and her Fishman tribe."

"The Demigods of the other races are not mission targets."

If he could contact the other Sea Folk Demigods in this world and use their strength to attack the Fishman Demigod Katherine Dobbs and her Fishman tribe together.

Things would become much simpler.

Although he had Gretchin Submarines, the Orks were not an aquatic race.

They had little advantage in underwater combat.

But the native Sea Folk were different.

His eyes gleamed as his thoughts raced.

If he could obtain the assistance of some Sea Folk Demigods.

He could quickly take down the Fishman Demigod Katherine Dobbs.

The sooner he seized the ocean region.

The more time he would have to deal with his classmates.

"By then, they should have accumulated enough points too."

According to the assessment rules.

If a student was forced to leave the plane.

Half of their total points would belong to the student who defeated them.

This was also an important reason Chen Changhe was not in a hurry to make a move against them.

"Sheep need to be fattened up nice and plump before they taste good..."

Chen Changhe took out a Divine Emblem obtained from those Lobster People and began contacting the Demigod behind them.