Starting today, the freshwater transport pipeline under the sea has been officially opened to water, and the water tank located on the island has been refilled.According to the water supply agreement signed by the Governor’s Office of the Ring Island and the French Fries Port City Hall, the import price of fresh water is only 08 silver coins per ton!The prices of living and industrial water for the circular island will be restored to the end of the destruction of the current power station, and there will be no monthly water limit.
Baiyue Strait Branch of Survivor Daily reported for you!
Recently, Survivor Daily also opened a branch in French Fries Port. Although the newspaper is not big, it only has a small wooden house of twenty or thirty square meters.
The president is a Yue tribe girl named Misa. This man was a teacher before the Xilan Dynasty initiated the purge of the Yue tribe.
After learning about the Survivor Daily, she decided to set up a branch in French Fries Port to report local anecdotes and enhance cultural exchanges among all ethnic groups, and at the same time help her Yue tribe compatriots improve their literacy rate.
Some things do not have to wait until the literacy rate rises. On the contrary, it is because of this that people have more motivation to take the initiative to learn knowledge.
As for the access principle of "Survivor Daily", it is quite relaxed. As long as you swear to speak from the standpoint of all survivors, you can get recognition from other branches and Shuguang City Main Office. You do not need to post a rubber stamp personally taught by the administrator to be considered orthodox.
Of course, if one day a branch no longer stands on the survivor's side, the Shuguang City General Office and other branches will issue another statement to fire him from the team and will no longer reprint or cite any news from the newspaper, which is also a mechanism for exit.
If it is from the perspective of profit or publicity, this management and exit mechanism is of course problematic, but in the words of managers, the alliance is not the only one newspaper.
If all the "Survivors" quit one day, or only the one in Dawn City is left, it means that its historical mission is over and it is time to go to the museum to retire, and people at that time will naturally find new things to replace it and continue to move on.
Since there are no paper mills and printing factories in French Fries Port, the Survivor Daily Baiyue Strait Branch is temporarily manufactured by the printing factory on the ring island.
Some fishermen, sailors, and docks who often travel to and from the French Fries Harbor and the Circular Island occasionally bring newspapers back to the island from the shore.
Therefore, even if the Survivor Daily was not sold on the Circular Island, the shadow of this newspaper could still be seen on the dock.
08 silver coins?!What they sold us was 1 silver coin!
Looking at the newspaper in his hand that seemed to be able to wrung out water, the repairman standing on the dock widened his eyes and couldn't help but curse.
Because of the frequent landing, residents of the circular island are no strangers to silver coins and can easily convert the latter into the money in their pockets.
After all, people who operate water tanks and faucets also need to make a little profit. The middle-aged man squatting next to him grinned and said with a smile, "Do you expect them to drink the northwest wind to work?"
I'm not saying they can't make money, the problem is that it's too easy to make money!The repairman shook his head, closed the newspaper in his hand, and stuffed it back to the place he picked it up.
It's time to start work soon.
Recently, there have been some orders from French Fries Port and Golden Gallon Port, and the factories and ports on the circular island have become lively again.
In order to improve loading and unloading efficiency, the port office even loaded the gantry crane that was almost rusted in the warehouse, sent some of the young men who were carrying boxes on the dock, and asked them to return to the factory to go to work.
And the old skilled workers who were unemployed along with the large current power station finally had work to do.
To be honest, if there is no more job they can do on the circular island, they all plan to try their luck at the French Fries Port.
I heard that port automation upgrades are also being carried out there, and the salary is not low. The only risk is safety.
The middle-aged man squatting next to him smiled, threw the towel on his shoulder, and stood up with the repairman.
No matter what, even 1 silver coin is much cheaper than before!And there is no limit on the amount of water used... The day of taking a shower once a day is finally back.
This is tropical.
Not taking a shower for a day is enough, especially when working at the dock.
Shortly after the two middle-aged men left, a group of idle young men also wandered here from the settlement, and happened to be squatting in the position they had squatted before.
Not everyone found work in the factory. Although the dock no longer needs them, they still come here to wander around.
After all, many of them still work here, and occasionally some interesting boats pass by here.
Anyway, they are not very anxious to make a living when they receive the relief funds. They are always dazed everywhere, so it is better to find an interesting place.
Hey!There is something here!
A sharp-eyed young man soon discovered the stack of newspapers stuffed under the ladder, pulled it out and spread it out, and shouted to his companions in a show of fashion.
See what I found!Newspapers brought back by the sailors!
Hearing this surprise shout, the young men who had just squatted down against the shadow immediately stood up and surrounded him with interest.
The latest issue of Survivor Daily, newspapers from the French Fries Port!Let me see what I wrote... What a good guy, the freshwater transportation pipeline under the sea has officially been opened!
True or fake?!
No wonder my mother said yesterday that the water fee was reduced... It was this thing that happened after a long time!
Oh, I knew it yesterday.
I heard that the pipeline will pass through the minefield...will it affect the ongoing war?
war?If you don't say it, I'll almost forget this.
I have never seen a person from a 70 refuge before.
A group of young men gathered in front of the newspaper, talking about the news in the newspaper, and the topic quickly changed from the water-opening submarine pipeline to the bar advertisement on the third page of the newspaper.
There is the densest color illustrations in the entire newspaper, and although not something particularly exciting, it has a fatal appeal to these young men at the age of commotion, just like the old guys' cigarettes and alcohol.
But not all of them are interested in the nutritional advertising illustrations, such as Suni sitting here thinking about other things.
A few months ago, he produced canned herring at the canning factory on the circular island. Later, a series of things happened. The canning production line and the port’s automated loading and unloading equipment were forced to be closed. He went to the port to do odd jobs at the call of the Governor's office.
Now that the trade on the circular island has resumed, the port's automation equipment and factory production lines are no longer a loss of money, and the Governor's Office hopes that they will return to the factory to work.
He always feels like a convenient and easy-to-use machine, walking around in the nose.
It's not pretentious.
At the age of seventeen or eighteen, you are a person who loves to think randomly. You don’t waste your time on beautiful girls, and you can only think about where to come from and where to go.
When he saw the news of the completion of the freshwater transport pipeline under the sea from the newspaper, he felt a lot of emotion.
Especially when he learned that the pipeline was designed by the survivors of Coral City, he felt even more so.
Very good.
While the people of the circular island were still busy with the confused war and being led by the nose for inexplicable things, the most unlucky guys had already emerged from the disaster a few months ago and started a new life.
He also wants to live a more meaningful life...
Finally made up his mind, he suddenly raised his head without warning and said to the guys surrounding the newspaper.
I want to go to Golden Gallon Port.
The young men talking about the news became quiet, and only the seagulls' gurgle were left on the dock for a moment.
A little fat man with a red face turned red from the sun stared at him for a long time, confirming that his expression was not a joke, and his eyes widened.
What nerves are you experiencing?!
Golden Gallon Port?!
The difference between the French Fries Port there and the next to them is not just a few words, but another continent is more than 2,000 kilometers away!
A piece of wasteland that looks more like a wasteland than Haiya Province!
There is neither unemployment allowance nor insurance, and even the most basic safety of life cannot be guaranteed, and the oldest and most primitive slavery in the history of human civilization is still being implemented.
In such a ghost place, killing individuals is as common as killing fish.
The scream broke the silence at the scene. Seeing that the friends were all looking at him like crazy, Suni quickly explained.
Wait, don't rush to laugh at me... Do you still remember the ship before?
A young man with freckles on his face and a strong body was stunned.
You mean those thighs and wait, aren’t they just in French Fries Port?
A few months ago, when the cargo ship from Golden Gallon Port was docked at the port, the beautiful figures on the deck moved into the dreams of many adolescent boys at night.
They were sitting on the dock drinking beer, and even sitting in the same position.
As soon as they heard the ship, everyone immediately understood which ship this guy was talking about.
But there are more big coughs in the Golden Gallon Port, I mean, there are huge changes in the entire wasteland, and people outside are acting for a better life, but I am here to kill time!Suni coughed hard, looking at his friends with a serious look on his face. Don’t you think this is a waste?
Everyone exchanged blank gazes and turned to look at him again, more convinced that something was wrong with this guy's head.
Is there anything wrong with it?
It's actually good to watch their jokes here.
I agree, the fat man whose face was sunburned into wax red nodded, just look at the things on the wasteland, I really go... I'm afraid I'll be stewed into soup.
I can't explain clearly to you, Suni sighed weakly and looked in the direction of the port with agitation. I have learned so much knowledge, not to move boxes at the port, nor to put cans on the assembly line, those tasks can be left to the machine to do... Just say it, I don't actually need me here, but I feel that I may need it there.
The companions looked at each other, and it seemed that they understood this time.
Good guy.
After a long time, this kid wanted to go to the indigenous people in the wasteland to pretend to be a great man.
By the way, I will cheat on a few beautiful girls.
Then...what job do you want to do?
He also wanted to persuade this whimsical guy again, staring at his eyes seriously, but he didn't expect that this guy had even thought about what he did after going there.
teacher.Without avoiding the inquiring sight, Suni answered without hesitation.
Everyone was surprised again when they heard this.
teacher?!
What can you teach them?
You can't find a job yourself!
Language, arithmetic, even physics and chemistry, everything taught in the school, Suni counted with her fingers and looked at everyone and said, "The knowledge that is not available in the factory may be useful there. I heard that many people there haven't even learned to cook with fire."What's more, it was written in the newspaper before, and teachers were needed there, and as long as you can read, the alliance... For those friends in the north of the strait, they planned to run a school for literacy in Golden Gallon Port, and their salary would be paid in silver coins!There must be one or two thousand a month!
Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't expect that he had planned for so long and even knew the salary of working there.
Knowing that his friend was serious, the freckled face didn't say anything else, but just reached out and grabbed his shoulder.
I will not advise you to give up this idea again, but it is wasteland, and you must think it clearly before boarding the boat.
Seeing that someone finally understood him, Suni breathed a sigh of relief and said with a relaxed smile.
I will discuss it with my family.
While talking, a whistle sound came from the direction of the port, and a huge cargo ship was slowly approaching the dock.
The young men sitting on the steps subconsciously looked up at the other side, with surprise expressions on their faces.
Rougu?
Those people are back?
Looking at the direction of the dock, Suni's eyes suddenly became brighter, and her dark eyes were filled with rays of light.
What a coincidence.
Just as he was determined to step onto the wasteland, the sea breeze that brought his dreams blew into this lonely port again.
Maybe this is God's will...
……
welcome!Friends from French Fries Port!Friends from the league!
Pier at the Circular Island Port.
Surrounded by a group of soldiers wearing exoskeletons, Governor Channing walked to the midnight chicken with a smile.
However, after seeing the appearance of the commander of the Jungle Corps, the smile on his face was somewhat tense.
I saw this guy's body was covered with prosthetic bodies. Not only was he welded with a huge chain saw and barrel on his arms, but his whole body was replaced with steel.
Others were wearing exoskeletons on their bodies, but this guy seemed to have moved his head home.
If you pretend to have so many prosthetic bodies, will your brain really not be broken?
I don’t know what the NPC in front of me was thinking, so I smiled honestly and stretched out my right hand to the Governor.
I’m very happy to have a deeper collaboration with you!Our manager asked me to say hello to you on his behalf!
Holding his hand and shook it, Channing quickly let go of his hand, continuing with a bright smile on his face.
We are the same, and we are very happy to work with you!Also, allow me to take back my previous words... I didn't expect you to really gain a foothold in that incredible land. We have made many attempts in the past century and failed.
This is what he said in his heart.
If he was more concerned and worried about the arrival of the league two months ago, then now he can only say that it is really delicious.
The water supply agreement brought the circular island far more than just a few hundred or tens of millions of tons of fresh water. The currency swap clause attached to the agreement made nearly half of the factories on the island closed due to the war re-operate!
Especially recently, French Fries Port and Golden Gallon Port are engaged in infrastructure, and a huge market is opening to all the alliance's allies.
The profits earned from exporting industrial products and equipment not only solved the financial pressure brought by unemployment subsidies and war taxes to the circular island authorities, but also turned the subsidized coal-fired power plants into profits because coal mines priced in silver coins are cheaper!
It would be even better if these blue jackets on the shore could solve the power problem together.
Of course, he had already negotiated this matter with the CEO of Baiyue Company before.
Soon a submarine high-voltage cable would climb to the island along the water pipe, and then they could shut down the coal power plant and use silver coins to do more things.
As for the Tiangong and the mother nest located at the bottom of the sea, although it is naturally the best to solve it, even if it cannot solve it, life will continue to be the same.
Moreover, the River Valley Province has already had successful cases of solving the maternal problem.
They didn't have to use the torch church's method...
……
After shook hands with Governor Channing, he followed him to the square where the port and the pier were connected.
Here is a fountain carved in marble, and a hammer symbolizing order stands in the center of the fountain.
The statue of this fountain was completed in Dawn City, delivered by a freight airship to the French Fries Port, and then transferred here by a cargo ship.
As a blessing for water access to the subsea water pipeline and as a symbol of friendship, the alliance presented this never-ending fountain to local survivors.
The fountain is connected to the submarine freshwater transport pipeline. As long as the freshwater from the French Fries Harbor is still being sent to this island, the pool water in the fountain will not dry up.
At the same time as the two of them boarded the port, two hundred players affiliated with the Jungle Corps gathered on the deck also stepped onto the port of the circular island with the two of them.
The shiny armored K10 iron wall exudes a bloody light in the sun, just like the fierce sun walking on the land.
The port was crowded with onlookers, and the dense lattice buildings along the island also opened the windows.
Both young men and girls, both the elderly and the children, cast curious eyes on the well-moved and well-equipped troops.
Even some operators sitting in the crane operation table stopped their work and looked over there.
This was the first time they had seen an army on land, and the first time they had seen such thick armor and so many combat exoskeletons.
Although the federal navy also has exoskeletons, most of them are for underwater operation, and only a few sailors are equipped with combat exoskeletons with bulletproof plug-ins.
Even the combat exoskeleton designed for close-range exchange of fire is still as small as a toothpick in front of this walking chariot.
The scratches printed on the paint are like medals. These cruel people are soldiers who have truly walked down from the battlefield and have experienced countless battlefields!
The pair of eyes couldn't help but bring some admiration and admiration, after all, the direction these people were coming was where they had escaped.
However, even though there is enough capital to show off, these iron men did not show off their power with great fanfare.
They didn't even bring weapons, nor did they make deafening footsteps, but walked forward neatly with alliance badges and jungle-colored paint.
Compared to the stern and solemn feeling, the survivors standing on the harbor who were watching were more of safety and reliability.
No one doubts that they came with the purpose of peace!
The players of the Jungle Corps stopped at the entrance of the dock and stood in a row at the front of the fountain without continuing to move forward.
Not only the residents of the circular island were watching this army, Channing was also looking at the tiger and wolf army armed from steel to teeth, and secretly admired it.
No wonder that empire is not their opponent.
I'm afraid these people didn't even use their full strength when fighting back.
but
Channing's eyes fell on the shabby cargo ship behind these soldiers, and she couldn't help but sigh softly in her heart.
What a pity.
Although their power on land is strong, their power on sea is still a shortcoming and is obviously not enough to compete with the Navy of the Southern Islands Federation.
The reason for making such a comparison is not that he has some intentions or wants to take the family members here to separate, but that it would be great if this big tree could be taller and stronger.
In that case, the strategic value of the ring island within the Federation can also be higher.
I am afraid that these people are a potential threat to the Federation, but the threat is not that great...
However, although Channing felt a little disappointed, she did not show that little problem on her face.
He is a contented person.
Overall, he was quite satisfied with this ally.
With the Jungle Corps landing, the bands on the shore played welcome music, and the ceremony entered a critical stage.
Looking at the Alliance Corps commander standing next to him, Channing smiled and said solemnly.
May our friendship last forever!
Midnight Killing Chicken also put his right fist on his chest and said in a urn.
May our friendship last forever!
Witnessing this historic moment, the crowd around the port burst into warm applause and whistles, as well as excited cheers.
The staff in the square threw the pre-prepared ribbons and fireworks into the air, and the music played by the band pushed the atmosphere to a climax.
The port is filled with joyful and celebratory atmosphere, and it is as lively as a festival.
At the same time, the hammer standing on the fountain spewed out water, and a rainbow that appeared faintly fell down with the dripping water droplets.
Everyone's eyes gathered on the rainbow, and their faces also showed a ray of excitement and expectation.
The lack of water is finally over!
And tomorrow will be better!
Channing and a group of port officials also clapped with smiles, and the concerns and worries hanging in their hearts fell along with the splash of water.
However, at this moment, a harsh alarm suddenly sounded over the port.
The celebration atmosphere and music came to an abrupt end like a piercing balloon. The band's blowers and drummers stopped their movements and looked in surprise in the direction where the sirens came.
The same was true for the survivors surrounding the port, with panic and confused expressions on their faces, looking around in a crowded manner, not knowing what was going on.
Generally speaking, an alarm will only be triggered when the ship of Refuge No. 70 attacks a fishing boat, cargo ship or underwater facility in nearby waters.
But this is a circular island located on the border of the southern waters. Apart from special circumstances such as exercises, the alarm here has not sounded for a long time.
So much so that without thinking about it, most people forget that they are still fighting.
Governor Channing was also confused, looking blankly at the direction of the alarm, unable to figure out what was going on.
Just when everyone was panicked, only the players standing next to the fountain showed a look of eagerness to try.
Good guy.
Is this a job?!
This plot has been a while since CG. Don’t wait for the promotional PV of the new map to be made. Cute new and cloud players who are not sure about the situation still think they are NPCs.
All the players were ready to go back to the deck and picked up their weapons immediately.
They can't wait to show off their skills to these guys who have never seen the world!
At this time, a staff member from the port office ran over and hurriedly approached Channing's ear and said a few words.
Channing was slightly stunned, then changed his face instantly, looked at the commander of the Alliance Corps standing aside, and said in a serious tone.
Our patrol patrol teams near the minefield detected the explosion signal...the area of water seemed to be the area through which the water pipeline passed.
He paused, and he continued.
We suspect that the ship at Refuge 70 may have hit that location.
While speaking, his eyes couldn't help but glance at the fountain, but saw that the splashing water had no intention of stopping.
The water was still pouring out further, not seemingly affected at all.
Looking at Governor Channing, who looked nervous as if he was facing a great enemy, he said with a hearty smile at midnight.
Don't be nervous, a small problem.
Channing was stunned for a moment, suspected that he had heard it wrong, and couldn't help but ask again.
A small question?
Midnight Killing the chicken nodded, and explained with a simple smile.
We expected this situation two months ago. You may have solved the problem after making a fuss.
After a pause, he looked at the stunned staff member, quietly pointed the direction of the band, and continued in a low voice.
Can you please pinch off the alarm and let them continue playing music...
We are recording videos.
Channing: …?
Staff: ???
Baiyue Strait Branch of Survivor Daily reported for you!
Recently, Survivor Daily also opened a branch in French Fries Port. Although the newspaper is not big, it only has a small wooden house of twenty or thirty square meters.
The president is a Yue tribe girl named Misa. This man was a teacher before the Xilan Dynasty initiated the purge of the Yue tribe.
After learning about the Survivor Daily, she decided to set up a branch in French Fries Port to report local anecdotes and enhance cultural exchanges among all ethnic groups, and at the same time help her Yue tribe compatriots improve their literacy rate.
Some things do not have to wait until the literacy rate rises. On the contrary, it is because of this that people have more motivation to take the initiative to learn knowledge.
As for the access principle of "Survivor Daily", it is quite relaxed. As long as you swear to speak from the standpoint of all survivors, you can get recognition from other branches and Shuguang City Main Office. You do not need to post a rubber stamp personally taught by the administrator to be considered orthodox.
Of course, if one day a branch no longer stands on the survivor's side, the Shuguang City General Office and other branches will issue another statement to fire him from the team and will no longer reprint or cite any news from the newspaper, which is also a mechanism for exit.
If it is from the perspective of profit or publicity, this management and exit mechanism is of course problematic, but in the words of managers, the alliance is not the only one newspaper.
If all the "Survivors" quit one day, or only the one in Dawn City is left, it means that its historical mission is over and it is time to go to the museum to retire, and people at that time will naturally find new things to replace it and continue to move on.
Since there are no paper mills and printing factories in French Fries Port, the Survivor Daily Baiyue Strait Branch is temporarily manufactured by the printing factory on the ring island.
Some fishermen, sailors, and docks who often travel to and from the French Fries Harbor and the Circular Island occasionally bring newspapers back to the island from the shore.
Therefore, even if the Survivor Daily was not sold on the Circular Island, the shadow of this newspaper could still be seen on the dock.
08 silver coins?!What they sold us was 1 silver coin!
Looking at the newspaper in his hand that seemed to be able to wrung out water, the repairman standing on the dock widened his eyes and couldn't help but curse.
Because of the frequent landing, residents of the circular island are no strangers to silver coins and can easily convert the latter into the money in their pockets.
After all, people who operate water tanks and faucets also need to make a little profit. The middle-aged man squatting next to him grinned and said with a smile, "Do you expect them to drink the northwest wind to work?"
I'm not saying they can't make money, the problem is that it's too easy to make money!The repairman shook his head, closed the newspaper in his hand, and stuffed it back to the place he picked it up.
It's time to start work soon.
Recently, there have been some orders from French Fries Port and Golden Gallon Port, and the factories and ports on the circular island have become lively again.
In order to improve loading and unloading efficiency, the port office even loaded the gantry crane that was almost rusted in the warehouse, sent some of the young men who were carrying boxes on the dock, and asked them to return to the factory to go to work.
And the old skilled workers who were unemployed along with the large current power station finally had work to do.
To be honest, if there is no more job they can do on the circular island, they all plan to try their luck at the French Fries Port.
I heard that port automation upgrades are also being carried out there, and the salary is not low. The only risk is safety.
The middle-aged man squatting next to him smiled, threw the towel on his shoulder, and stood up with the repairman.
No matter what, even 1 silver coin is much cheaper than before!And there is no limit on the amount of water used... The day of taking a shower once a day is finally back.
This is tropical.
Not taking a shower for a day is enough, especially when working at the dock.
Shortly after the two middle-aged men left, a group of idle young men also wandered here from the settlement, and happened to be squatting in the position they had squatted before.
Not everyone found work in the factory. Although the dock no longer needs them, they still come here to wander around.
After all, many of them still work here, and occasionally some interesting boats pass by here.
Anyway, they are not very anxious to make a living when they receive the relief funds. They are always dazed everywhere, so it is better to find an interesting place.
Hey!There is something here!
A sharp-eyed young man soon discovered the stack of newspapers stuffed under the ladder, pulled it out and spread it out, and shouted to his companions in a show of fashion.
See what I found!Newspapers brought back by the sailors!
Hearing this surprise shout, the young men who had just squatted down against the shadow immediately stood up and surrounded him with interest.
The latest issue of Survivor Daily, newspapers from the French Fries Port!Let me see what I wrote... What a good guy, the freshwater transportation pipeline under the sea has officially been opened!
True or fake?!
No wonder my mother said yesterday that the water fee was reduced... It was this thing that happened after a long time!
Oh, I knew it yesterday.
I heard that the pipeline will pass through the minefield...will it affect the ongoing war?
war?If you don't say it, I'll almost forget this.
I have never seen a person from a 70 refuge before.
A group of young men gathered in front of the newspaper, talking about the news in the newspaper, and the topic quickly changed from the water-opening submarine pipeline to the bar advertisement on the third page of the newspaper.
There is the densest color illustrations in the entire newspaper, and although not something particularly exciting, it has a fatal appeal to these young men at the age of commotion, just like the old guys' cigarettes and alcohol.
But not all of them are interested in the nutritional advertising illustrations, such as Suni sitting here thinking about other things.
A few months ago, he produced canned herring at the canning factory on the circular island. Later, a series of things happened. The canning production line and the port’s automated loading and unloading equipment were forced to be closed. He went to the port to do odd jobs at the call of the Governor's office.
Now that the trade on the circular island has resumed, the port's automation equipment and factory production lines are no longer a loss of money, and the Governor's Office hopes that they will return to the factory to work.
He always feels like a convenient and easy-to-use machine, walking around in the nose.
It's not pretentious.
At the age of seventeen or eighteen, you are a person who loves to think randomly. You don’t waste your time on beautiful girls, and you can only think about where to come from and where to go.
When he saw the news of the completion of the freshwater transport pipeline under the sea from the newspaper, he felt a lot of emotion.
Especially when he learned that the pipeline was designed by the survivors of Coral City, he felt even more so.
Very good.
While the people of the circular island were still busy with the confused war and being led by the nose for inexplicable things, the most unlucky guys had already emerged from the disaster a few months ago and started a new life.
He also wants to live a more meaningful life...
Finally made up his mind, he suddenly raised his head without warning and said to the guys surrounding the newspaper.
I want to go to Golden Gallon Port.
The young men talking about the news became quiet, and only the seagulls' gurgle were left on the dock for a moment.
A little fat man with a red face turned red from the sun stared at him for a long time, confirming that his expression was not a joke, and his eyes widened.
What nerves are you experiencing?!
Golden Gallon Port?!
The difference between the French Fries Port there and the next to them is not just a few words, but another continent is more than 2,000 kilometers away!
A piece of wasteland that looks more like a wasteland than Haiya Province!
There is neither unemployment allowance nor insurance, and even the most basic safety of life cannot be guaranteed, and the oldest and most primitive slavery in the history of human civilization is still being implemented.
In such a ghost place, killing individuals is as common as killing fish.
The scream broke the silence at the scene. Seeing that the friends were all looking at him like crazy, Suni quickly explained.
Wait, don't rush to laugh at me... Do you still remember the ship before?
A young man with freckles on his face and a strong body was stunned.
You mean those thighs and wait, aren’t they just in French Fries Port?
A few months ago, when the cargo ship from Golden Gallon Port was docked at the port, the beautiful figures on the deck moved into the dreams of many adolescent boys at night.
They were sitting on the dock drinking beer, and even sitting in the same position.
As soon as they heard the ship, everyone immediately understood which ship this guy was talking about.
But there are more big coughs in the Golden Gallon Port, I mean, there are huge changes in the entire wasteland, and people outside are acting for a better life, but I am here to kill time!Suni coughed hard, looking at his friends with a serious look on his face. Don’t you think this is a waste?
Everyone exchanged blank gazes and turned to look at him again, more convinced that something was wrong with this guy's head.
Is there anything wrong with it?
It's actually good to watch their jokes here.
I agree, the fat man whose face was sunburned into wax red nodded, just look at the things on the wasteland, I really go... I'm afraid I'll be stewed into soup.
I can't explain clearly to you, Suni sighed weakly and looked in the direction of the port with agitation. I have learned so much knowledge, not to move boxes at the port, nor to put cans on the assembly line, those tasks can be left to the machine to do... Just say it, I don't actually need me here, but I feel that I may need it there.
The companions looked at each other, and it seemed that they understood this time.
Good guy.
After a long time, this kid wanted to go to the indigenous people in the wasteland to pretend to be a great man.
By the way, I will cheat on a few beautiful girls.
Then...what job do you want to do?
He also wanted to persuade this whimsical guy again, staring at his eyes seriously, but he didn't expect that this guy had even thought about what he did after going there.
teacher.Without avoiding the inquiring sight, Suni answered without hesitation.
Everyone was surprised again when they heard this.
teacher?!
What can you teach them?
You can't find a job yourself!
Language, arithmetic, even physics and chemistry, everything taught in the school, Suni counted with her fingers and looked at everyone and said, "The knowledge that is not available in the factory may be useful there. I heard that many people there haven't even learned to cook with fire."What's more, it was written in the newspaper before, and teachers were needed there, and as long as you can read, the alliance... For those friends in the north of the strait, they planned to run a school for literacy in Golden Gallon Port, and their salary would be paid in silver coins!There must be one or two thousand a month!
Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't expect that he had planned for so long and even knew the salary of working there.
Knowing that his friend was serious, the freckled face didn't say anything else, but just reached out and grabbed his shoulder.
I will not advise you to give up this idea again, but it is wasteland, and you must think it clearly before boarding the boat.
Seeing that someone finally understood him, Suni breathed a sigh of relief and said with a relaxed smile.
I will discuss it with my family.
While talking, a whistle sound came from the direction of the port, and a huge cargo ship was slowly approaching the dock.
The young men sitting on the steps subconsciously looked up at the other side, with surprise expressions on their faces.
Rougu?
Those people are back?
Looking at the direction of the dock, Suni's eyes suddenly became brighter, and her dark eyes were filled with rays of light.
What a coincidence.
Just as he was determined to step onto the wasteland, the sea breeze that brought his dreams blew into this lonely port again.
Maybe this is God's will...
……
welcome!Friends from French Fries Port!Friends from the league!
Pier at the Circular Island Port.
Surrounded by a group of soldiers wearing exoskeletons, Governor Channing walked to the midnight chicken with a smile.
However, after seeing the appearance of the commander of the Jungle Corps, the smile on his face was somewhat tense.
I saw this guy's body was covered with prosthetic bodies. Not only was he welded with a huge chain saw and barrel on his arms, but his whole body was replaced with steel.
Others were wearing exoskeletons on their bodies, but this guy seemed to have moved his head home.
If you pretend to have so many prosthetic bodies, will your brain really not be broken?
I don’t know what the NPC in front of me was thinking, so I smiled honestly and stretched out my right hand to the Governor.
I’m very happy to have a deeper collaboration with you!Our manager asked me to say hello to you on his behalf!
Holding his hand and shook it, Channing quickly let go of his hand, continuing with a bright smile on his face.
We are the same, and we are very happy to work with you!Also, allow me to take back my previous words... I didn't expect you to really gain a foothold in that incredible land. We have made many attempts in the past century and failed.
This is what he said in his heart.
If he was more concerned and worried about the arrival of the league two months ago, then now he can only say that it is really delicious.
The water supply agreement brought the circular island far more than just a few hundred or tens of millions of tons of fresh water. The currency swap clause attached to the agreement made nearly half of the factories on the island closed due to the war re-operate!
Especially recently, French Fries Port and Golden Gallon Port are engaged in infrastructure, and a huge market is opening to all the alliance's allies.
The profits earned from exporting industrial products and equipment not only solved the financial pressure brought by unemployment subsidies and war taxes to the circular island authorities, but also turned the subsidized coal-fired power plants into profits because coal mines priced in silver coins are cheaper!
It would be even better if these blue jackets on the shore could solve the power problem together.
Of course, he had already negotiated this matter with the CEO of Baiyue Company before.
Soon a submarine high-voltage cable would climb to the island along the water pipe, and then they could shut down the coal power plant and use silver coins to do more things.
As for the Tiangong and the mother nest located at the bottom of the sea, although it is naturally the best to solve it, even if it cannot solve it, life will continue to be the same.
Moreover, the River Valley Province has already had successful cases of solving the maternal problem.
They didn't have to use the torch church's method...
……
After shook hands with Governor Channing, he followed him to the square where the port and the pier were connected.
Here is a fountain carved in marble, and a hammer symbolizing order stands in the center of the fountain.
The statue of this fountain was completed in Dawn City, delivered by a freight airship to the French Fries Port, and then transferred here by a cargo ship.
As a blessing for water access to the subsea water pipeline and as a symbol of friendship, the alliance presented this never-ending fountain to local survivors.
The fountain is connected to the submarine freshwater transport pipeline. As long as the freshwater from the French Fries Harbor is still being sent to this island, the pool water in the fountain will not dry up.
At the same time as the two of them boarded the port, two hundred players affiliated with the Jungle Corps gathered on the deck also stepped onto the port of the circular island with the two of them.
The shiny armored K10 iron wall exudes a bloody light in the sun, just like the fierce sun walking on the land.
The port was crowded with onlookers, and the dense lattice buildings along the island also opened the windows.
Both young men and girls, both the elderly and the children, cast curious eyes on the well-moved and well-equipped troops.
Even some operators sitting in the crane operation table stopped their work and looked over there.
This was the first time they had seen an army on land, and the first time they had seen such thick armor and so many combat exoskeletons.
Although the federal navy also has exoskeletons, most of them are for underwater operation, and only a few sailors are equipped with combat exoskeletons with bulletproof plug-ins.
Even the combat exoskeleton designed for close-range exchange of fire is still as small as a toothpick in front of this walking chariot.
The scratches printed on the paint are like medals. These cruel people are soldiers who have truly walked down from the battlefield and have experienced countless battlefields!
The pair of eyes couldn't help but bring some admiration and admiration, after all, the direction these people were coming was where they had escaped.
However, even though there is enough capital to show off, these iron men did not show off their power with great fanfare.
They didn't even bring weapons, nor did they make deafening footsteps, but walked forward neatly with alliance badges and jungle-colored paint.
Compared to the stern and solemn feeling, the survivors standing on the harbor who were watching were more of safety and reliability.
No one doubts that they came with the purpose of peace!
The players of the Jungle Corps stopped at the entrance of the dock and stood in a row at the front of the fountain without continuing to move forward.
Not only the residents of the circular island were watching this army, Channing was also looking at the tiger and wolf army armed from steel to teeth, and secretly admired it.
No wonder that empire is not their opponent.
I'm afraid these people didn't even use their full strength when fighting back.
but
Channing's eyes fell on the shabby cargo ship behind these soldiers, and she couldn't help but sigh softly in her heart.
What a pity.
Although their power on land is strong, their power on sea is still a shortcoming and is obviously not enough to compete with the Navy of the Southern Islands Federation.
The reason for making such a comparison is not that he has some intentions or wants to take the family members here to separate, but that it would be great if this big tree could be taller and stronger.
In that case, the strategic value of the ring island within the Federation can also be higher.
I am afraid that these people are a potential threat to the Federation, but the threat is not that great...
However, although Channing felt a little disappointed, she did not show that little problem on her face.
He is a contented person.
Overall, he was quite satisfied with this ally.
With the Jungle Corps landing, the bands on the shore played welcome music, and the ceremony entered a critical stage.
Looking at the Alliance Corps commander standing next to him, Channing smiled and said solemnly.
May our friendship last forever!
Midnight Killing Chicken also put his right fist on his chest and said in a urn.
May our friendship last forever!
Witnessing this historic moment, the crowd around the port burst into warm applause and whistles, as well as excited cheers.
The staff in the square threw the pre-prepared ribbons and fireworks into the air, and the music played by the band pushed the atmosphere to a climax.
The port is filled with joyful and celebratory atmosphere, and it is as lively as a festival.
At the same time, the hammer standing on the fountain spewed out water, and a rainbow that appeared faintly fell down with the dripping water droplets.
Everyone's eyes gathered on the rainbow, and their faces also showed a ray of excitement and expectation.
The lack of water is finally over!
And tomorrow will be better!
Channing and a group of port officials also clapped with smiles, and the concerns and worries hanging in their hearts fell along with the splash of water.
However, at this moment, a harsh alarm suddenly sounded over the port.
The celebration atmosphere and music came to an abrupt end like a piercing balloon. The band's blowers and drummers stopped their movements and looked in surprise in the direction where the sirens came.
The same was true for the survivors surrounding the port, with panic and confused expressions on their faces, looking around in a crowded manner, not knowing what was going on.
Generally speaking, an alarm will only be triggered when the ship of Refuge No. 70 attacks a fishing boat, cargo ship or underwater facility in nearby waters.
But this is a circular island located on the border of the southern waters. Apart from special circumstances such as exercises, the alarm here has not sounded for a long time.
So much so that without thinking about it, most people forget that they are still fighting.
Governor Channing was also confused, looking blankly at the direction of the alarm, unable to figure out what was going on.
Just when everyone was panicked, only the players standing next to the fountain showed a look of eagerness to try.
Good guy.
Is this a job?!
This plot has been a while since CG. Don’t wait for the promotional PV of the new map to be made. Cute new and cloud players who are not sure about the situation still think they are NPCs.
All the players were ready to go back to the deck and picked up their weapons immediately.
They can't wait to show off their skills to these guys who have never seen the world!
At this time, a staff member from the port office ran over and hurriedly approached Channing's ear and said a few words.
Channing was slightly stunned, then changed his face instantly, looked at the commander of the Alliance Corps standing aside, and said in a serious tone.
Our patrol patrol teams near the minefield detected the explosion signal...the area of water seemed to be the area through which the water pipeline passed.
He paused, and he continued.
We suspect that the ship at Refuge 70 may have hit that location.
While speaking, his eyes couldn't help but glance at the fountain, but saw that the splashing water had no intention of stopping.
The water was still pouring out further, not seemingly affected at all.
Looking at Governor Channing, who looked nervous as if he was facing a great enemy, he said with a hearty smile at midnight.
Don't be nervous, a small problem.
Channing was stunned for a moment, suspected that he had heard it wrong, and couldn't help but ask again.
A small question?
Midnight Killing the chicken nodded, and explained with a simple smile.
We expected this situation two months ago. You may have solved the problem after making a fuss.
After a pause, he looked at the stunned staff member, quietly pointed the direction of the band, and continued in a low voice.
Can you please pinch off the alarm and let them continue playing music...
We are recording videos.
Channing: …?
Staff: ???
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