Jungle, beach, and sea!
My grandfather is back!
In the airship's cabin, I looked at the pleasant scenery of the French Fries Harbor through the glass window, and a smile of secret joy appeared on the corner of my mouth.
good.
This time I finally got the City Lord's addiction.
But that's it, in fact, he didn't have the final say in this French Fries Port.
Most small development projects are subcontracted to each specific unit or organization, while large development plans and project approval are jointly decided by the board of directors of Baiyue Strait Development Co., Ltd.
This joint-stock company, which is located in Shuguang City, is currently jointly held by multiple player institutions interested in the development of the Baiyue Strait. It divides equity according to the investment ratio and develops the Baiyue Strait coast under the framework of alliance laws.
As for Niuma Group, its business is mainly responsible for infrastructure construction and logistics and transportation.
And this is what they are best at.
Two airships hovered above the French Fries Harbor, one after another, and then slowly lowered the pod.
Looking at Fang Chang walking down from the pole, the man from the knife Liu, who was the construction project manager, walked forward and glanced at the airship behind.
Good guy, you bought another one?!
Why buy another one? That's from the scientific research team!In the future, the work of recycling salvage will be handed over to those professionals, and we mainly transport goods.
Fang Chang smiled and patted the brother on the shoulder, then took him to the pod, pointing to the boxes of goods unloaded from the pod.
...I bought these good things, and I will give them to you ten sets of cypress-type engineering armor and twenty-five cross spider robots!
Hearing this sentence, a surprise expression suddenly appeared on the face of the knife.
The performance of the snail-type armor in Camp No. 101 and the renovation project in the southern urban area of Xizhou City is obvious to all.
That thing can be regarded as the integrated production of personal construction auxiliary equipment, the crystallization of construction experience in Sanctuary No. 100 over the past two hundred years!
It is like an SCV that can travel freely through complex terrain. It not only can switch the tools needed by workers according to construction tasks, but also can provide them with visual digital guidance services.
If the K-10 iron wall exoskeleton is the pinnacle of heavy exoskeletons for battlefield purposes, then the skeleton-style engineering armor is the K-10 iron wall exoskeleton designed specifically for the construction sitemen.
With a cross spider robot that can transport materials directly up and down on vertical walls, the engineering team of ten people can even exert the work efficiency of a construction team of 100 people, even professionals like him who have worked in the civil engineering industry for many years were shocked after going on field inspections.
It is precisely because of the excellent construction performance of this equipment that its price has always remained high. Not only are players rushing to buy it, but NPCs are also placing orders, and even the construction companies of Ideal City are full of interest.
Unexpectedly, this guy actually got a whole set of equipment!
I couldn't wait to walk forward, and the knife-snatcher quickly asked the staff next to me to help open one of the two-tall cargo boxes.
Looking at the crab-shaped engineering armor, he was so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth. However, after a while, he soon realized the new problem.
Wait, I remember this thing needs training to be used, right?
It seemed that he would ask this question, Fang Chang said with a smile as if he had already been ready.
Don't worry, I hired the trained workers, and they will come down in a while.Remember to protect their safety and they only build within the safety zone according to the contract.
That's a must!Can I let them go out to work?The knife left the person with a smile and said, "Don't worry, leave it to me!"
With you here, I will definitely feel at ease!Fang Chang said with a smile.
Brother Dao, like him, is the first group of old players to enter the game. He was a group member of the cattle and horse herd a long time ago.
However, this guy's gameplay genre is too hardcore, or niche, and his combat power is mainly reflected on the construction site, so he is rarely noticed by other players.
If it were someone else, he might not be so relieved, but it would be reliable to leave it to this guy.
The two walked towards the center of the camp.
While on the road, Fang Chang suddenly noticed that there were bundles of fur stacks tied into tofu blocks on the pile not far from the beach.
Among them are furry and non-furry. The shapes and sizes are different, and there are all kinds of colors.
There must be at least thousands of pieces in total!
...Good guy, have you caught so many prey these days?
Looking at the surprised expression on Fang Chang's face, the person under the knife made a helpless expression.
We didn't take the initiative to fight this, but the prey was sent by ourselves.
It's okay to send it to yourself...
When did Brother Guang become so generous?
Fang Chang was surprised, but soon he thought of the rumors he had heard from the scientific research team before, and said after thinking for a moment.
...This rainforest is a bit strange. I heard that the alien species and mutant slime mold here are relatives, so maybe there is a mother nest not far from us.Remember to be careful during construction and be sure to pay attention to safety.
Just let it go, I will be careful whether there is a mother nest or not!He patted his arm and said with a smile from the knife. But then again, if he could dig the mother nest, he would make a lot of money.Just discovering the location is one million silver coins, which is a huge reward!
Indeed, even I was moved.
Fang Chang smiled, looked at the pile of fur-covered goods, and suddenly noticed the blood and mucus on it, and asked in his heart.
By the way... are these untreated skins?
The person left under the knife nodded.
I guess it took a lot of time to deal with these raw skins. I heard from the players in the fur business that the salt in the camp was almost out of stock, so I still leaned against the beach.
Fang Chang was stunned.
Is it so exaggerated?
No, the knife left the man helplessly, I see that they have opened two more salt fields recently, but the manpower is still a problem.I heard that those players in the fur business are thinking about whether to send the raw skin back to Shuguang City to find someone to process it.
There are only more than 300 players in French Fries Port.
Although the Niuma brought more than 200 good brothers who came here this time, many of them were dead and resurrected before, and this number of people was not even enough for the construction team and the scientific expedition regiment.
What's more, hiring players to do fine jobs like leather is somewhat underused, and it is not economically appropriate.
If this is sent back for processing, I am afraid that it will be smelly on the road... Fang Chang thought for a moment, then suddenly felt a move in his heart, and looked at the person under the knife and said, "By the way, aren't there anyone on the tail?"
The person who is left under the knife: Are you talking about... those moon tribe refugees?
Fang Chang smiled slightly and said.
The work intensity of these tasks is not very strong, so it should be no problem to those people.And it's not just tanning leather, but also some prey handling work. If it can be handed over to NPCs, it will not only save costs, but also release more quality labor from those simple and repetitive tasks... You know what I'm talking about.
The guy under the knife looked at the guy in front of him with a strange expression.
When he heard these words, he always had an illusion that the way this guy thought about problems was becoming more and more like an NPC he knew.
Is there anything on my face?Seeing that the person under the knife kept staring at him and didn't say anything, Fang Chang reached out and touched his face, but couldn't touch anything.
The knife-stricken man who came to his senses coughed softly and cleared his throat and said.
Nothing, I just think... your idea is pretty good.
This idea is indeed good. Although the facilities in French Fries Harbor are still a bit simple, at least the wall has been built.
As long as you don’t leave the camp, safety is guaranteed.
I'll go to the forum to ask their opinions... By the way, there's something else.Halfway through, he suddenly remembered something again.
Fang Chang cast a gaze at him for inquiries.
What's up?
Regarding the work of clearing the rainforest, I paused for a moment, and the person who left the knife scratched his head and said in an uncertain tone. According to the situation reported by some construction teams, they found that this forest had a peculiar self-repairing ability when clearing the rainforest.
Fang Chang frowned slightly.
Self-repairing?
The man at the knife nodded and continued.
I don't know if this is accurate. In short, the area they had just cleaned the next day, and during the acceptance the next day, I found that some shrubs, grass leaves and vines grew, which seemed to spread out from nearby forests.At first I thought it was the construction teams that took on the task who were lazy, but similar situations occurred in various work areas... This is very strange.
In the case of rain and light, most forests naturally expand towards areas with fertile soil, which is not surprising in itself.
However, such things are often carried out in units of years, and only by observing them on the time scale can some clues be found.
But this tropical rainforest is different.
It was like living, recovering its wound at a speed visible to the naked eye...
Looking at Fang Chang who was in deep thought, the person who stayed under the knife suggested.
I suggest you mention this matter to the Alliance Biological Institute next time you go back and see what their opinions are.
Fang Chang nodded cautiously and turned his eyes to another airship in the sky.
There is no need to wait to go back, they came with the scientific research team.
You just report the situation here to them later.
……
Just as the two airships arrived at the French Fries Port, a dry bulk cargo ship full of cargo was slowly sailing away from the turbulent Bharat Sea and sailing from the west into the quiet Baiyue Strait.
...Look for me for a while.
After yawning out of the cab, the old man in a brown jacket gave the door behind him to the young man in a white shirt. He walked to the lounge chair under the gangway and sat down, picked up the beer bottle that had not been finished in the plastic basket next to him, took two mouthfuls, and squinted his eyes and blew the sea breeze.
In the past, he would never allow others to move his boat, but it was an exception when driving to the Baiyue Strait.
Compared with the open Bharat Sea and the southern waters, this strait that runs through the Baiyue Province cannot be called the sea, but is more like a quiet river.
In addition, there are reference objects on both sides of the strait to determine the course, so it is still a bit difficult to drive the ship back.
It is precisely because of this that he handed over the work of driving the boat to his young men, and he came down to relax and rest for a while.
The old man's name is Song Haining, who is a resident of the Ring Island, but he lived in Silver Moon Bay much longer than on the Ring Island.
Of course, the time he spent in the two places combined was definitely not as good as when he was floating on the sea.
The wind and sun are always blowing, making his face look like a freshly dried rag, and it is the kind that has been wiped with black dust on the bottom of the pot.
He had worked on the ship with his father since he could remember, and he didn't have his own cargo ship until he was thirty.
And now this Northwest Wind has been following him for twenty years.
Whenever he saw the mottled rust on the deck, he couldn't help but think that maybe he should seriously start thinking about retirement.
In the wasteland, the age of over 50 is definitely considered an old age...
It's still so quiet here.
Walking to Song Haining, the young man in a gray jacket put his arm on the railing on the side of the boat and said with a smile.
His name is Mogave, he is a merchant in Silver Moon Bay, the Hump Kingdom, and the owner of the 5,000-ton iron and coal mine on the cargo ship, as well as the employer of 30 mercenaries.
Recently, the Southern Archipelago Federation and Shelter No. 70 have fought hard, and the offshore mining stations have been closed due to the impact of the war. However, the production of factories on each island cannot be stopped, and the prices of various resources have almost increased rapidly.
Although there are considerable risks in doing business in this sea area, there are still many people who are not afraid of death who decide to trek into this muddy water.
For example, this one is one of them.
Song Haining didn't know his background, but the possibility of buying and selling issues introduced by the port was not high, and it was a familiar route.
Even though this guy occasionally looks a little off-line, he doesn't care, as long as the dinar gives him enough.
Hearing the sound from the side, the old captain who squinted his eyes and looked at the scenery, smiled faintly and put the empty beer bottle aside.
I really hope this place has been so quiet.
Will definitely!
The man showed a confident smile on his face and continued, I specially asked someone to do divination before going to sea!The fortune teller told me that as long as we move forward in the direction of the sun rising, and then forward... the gold-covered earth is waiting for us.
The earth covered with gold...
Hearing this interesting statement, Song Haining couldn't help but smile, raised his eyebrows and glanced at the thin sunlight, and then turned his gaze back to the green shore in the distance.
He has been busy in this sea for most of his life, and has never heard of any island covered with gold.
As for the land on both sides of the Taiwan Strait?
Not to mention that.
The treasure hidden in that dense rainforest is absolutely impossible, only death.
Even if the ships traveling to this sea area are exhausted, they will never consider trying their luck on the shore.The forest there is like a monster's open mouth, swallowing everyone who is trying to go deeper.
...You should take that fortune teller on the boat so we can ask him how far away the land covered with gold is from us.
Song Haining replied lazily.
However, just as his voice fell, two incredible screams suddenly came from above the gangway.
Front!Look at the sky!
What is that?!
In the sky?
Hearing the sound from above the gangway, Song Haining and Mo Gavey who were on the deck were both stunned.
The latter came to his senses first, and called out in surprise. The Silver Moon Goddess was on the way, and then hurriedly ran towards the gangway.
Did the prophecy come true?
Looking at the overjoyed guy, Song Haining had a weird expression on his face.
Although he instinctively did not believe in the mysterious style, he still stood up from the recliner and followed the merchant from Silver Moon Bay to the ladder.
What have you seen?What's in front of heaven
Walking to the guardrail of the observation deck, Song Haining was about to ask the shouting seaman what he had found, and he stopped at his mouth halfway through his words.
Looking in the direction the seaman pointed, his eyes passed through rows of ore-stacked cargo boxes, and two white spheres floating under the clouds quickly caught his eye.
Because of the distance, the thing looked as small as a balloon, but he wouldn't think it was just two balloons.
That thing is an airship!
But why is the airship here?
Just as Song Haining was stunned, Mo Gavey shouted happily.
airship!It's an airship!
I know that thing is an airship... I want to know why there is an airship in this ghost place!
After all the surprise, Song Haining always came back to his senses. There was no trace of excitement on his face, but instead he gradually wrote a hint of worry or fear.
The southern waters are not peaceful now. The Southern Islands Federation and Shelter No. 70 have been fighting for more than two months. Both sides are red-eyed and have long abandoned the bottom line.
Before he went to sea, he heard about it in a tavern near Silver Moon Bay Pier.
In order to cut off the supply of the federal islands of the Southern Archipelago, the submarines at Refuge No. 70 are attacking ships indiscriminately in the southern waters, and many ships have been killed in the past month.
If that airship was an observation airship released from Shelter No. 70, they were afraid they would have been marked on each other's nautical chart now.
He pushed open the door of the cab and walked out. The young man who had been helming for him hurriedly ran behind him and asked.
Captain, do you want to continue driving forward?
Before Song Haining could speak, Mo Gavey, who was standing beside him, said excitedly.
I think we should lean over and take a look!Maybe there are surprises waiting for us there.
After glanced at the guy who had not realized the seriousness of the matter, Song Haining pondered for a moment and looked at the young man behind him.
...Continue to drive forward.
At this time, it was too late to turn around.
What's more, if they change their course at this time, they will have to detour from the southernmost end of Baiyue Province. Not only will the voyage double, there will be no so many supplies on the ship.
The young man nodded nervously, turned around and ran into the cab.
Song Haining took out his telescope and stared at the two silver-white airships, trying to see some clues from above.
Unfortunately, there is no obvious identity on the airship.
The only thing that made him a little relieved was that the two airships had wide cargo holds, which were obviously cargo airships, not the observation airships he thought.
and
The rough design doesn't look like it was from Sanctuary No. 70, perhaps something made by the Southern Islands Federation.
But the problem followed.
What does the Southern Islands Federation do to release balloons in the Baiyue Strait?
Song Haining couldn't figure it out.
Just as he was staring at the two airships, the Northwest Wind cargo ship continued to move forward, constantly pulling the distance between the two airships.
When the horizontal distance between the two sides was less than three nautical miles, a scenery he had never seen before suddenly appeared on the yellow and green coastline.
He is not the only one who noticed the situation on the coastline.
The seamen and mercenaries standing on the side of the boat watching the fun almost made more surprised screams than before.
Someone is there!?
And there are quite a few!
The Spirit of the Sea of Sand is above... Do they want to die?!
There are no ships on the shore.
Those people should have gotten off the airship.
Looking at the camp on the shore in a daze, Song Haining couldn't help but open his mouth wide and couldn't speak for a moment.
Mogave, who was standing next to him, screamed excitedly.
port!It's a port!
It is definitely a bragging to say that something is called a port. There is not even a pier extending to the deep water area. The golden beach is completely original.
However, the rows of tents and tin houses, as well as the earthen walls and whistle towers surrounded by them, did not seem to be built just now.
A long time ago, there was a rumor circulating in the tavern in Silver Moon Bay that the Baiyue Province lived in demons exiled by the spirit of the sand sea, and no one could live in this land with a rotation of the sun and the moon.
Song Haining did not believe in the spirit of the sea of sand, but he believed in the second half of this rumor.
The Camel Kingdom tried to colonize the land a long time ago, but all attempts ended in failure without exception.
Not to mention the settlement of survivors in the southern waters, many of them had escaped from the Baiyue Province to the island.
Someone actually tried to camp along the Baiyue Strait...
Are these guys desperate?!
Just as everyone on the boat was surprised, two speedboats with the flags of the Southern Islands approached from the east.
He saw the man on the bow of the speedboat from afar. Song Haining waved in the direction of the cab behind him, gestured to stop the boat, and then shouted to the seaman under the gangway.
Leave the anchor off the boat!
The anchor was thrown from the stern and hit the seabed heavily. It stopped the cargo ship shortly after the reversed propeller.
The two speedboats were divided into two groups, one was alert in the distance, and the other was approaching.
Taking two sailors onto the deck, Muda looked at the captain coming towards him and said concisely.
Routine checks, cooperate.
Song Haining skillfully took out the cigarette box, took out a cigarette and handed it on it, and smiled politely.
Understand, please give me a try.
Muda took his cigarette, but did not take out the match and light it. He just put it in the pocket under the collar and led the two sailors toward the cargo boxes on the deck.
Seeing the slow movements of the guys, Mogave couldn't help but walk down the gangway.
We are sending iron ore and coal mines here, so we will not trade with Shelter No. 70, and they have no port to unload goods.
Muda snorted with his nose and replied indifferently.
That may not be true. If you plan to sell some ruthless goods to them, this is the most suitable delivery point.Even if you throw a box down, no one will notice it, right?Moreover, the seabed here is not very deep, and there are reference objects nearby, which is convenient for salvage.
Mogave widened his eyes.
Are you kidding?Our ship is so big, do that little deal?
Damn it?
Can you still play like this?
If I had known this, he would have brought some ruthless goods that might be interested in Sanctuary No. 70!
Muda stopped and stared at him twice.
After being seen by that look, Mo Gave felt embarrassed and smiled embarrassedly and took the words back, obediently letting them aside, and at the same time made a gesture of invitation.
You...please give me some advice.
Muda no longer paid attention to this guy and continued to take his men to check the cargo boxes piled on the deck one by one.
What he didn't say is that his recent mission is not only to stop passing ships from trading with Shelter 70, but also to intercept refugees who intend to go to the southern waters.
Recently, a cargo ship called Rouru cannot be repaired in their port, and more than a thousand people can't be driven away even if they eat and drink.
Although those guys were paying, it was a special period after all, and the supplies on the circular island were not rich.
On the one hand, out of concerns about offending the alliance, and on the other hand, it may be that they have unrealistic fantasies about those guys, the Governor's Office on the circular island did not take tough measures to drive away the cargo ships that were dependent on the port, or cut off the supply of the ship.
However, they cannot allow the nosy charity to throw refugees into their homes.
In order to prevent more refugees from staying in the ports of the circular island, the local Governor's Office had a sudden inspiration and applied to the Maritime Patrol of the Federal Republic of the South Islands.
If a large number of survivors from the Bharat Province were found among the passing ships, they would be forced to disembark near the Alliance's French Fries Port.
Don't those guys like to meddle in other people's business?
Then take care of it!
However, the ship seemed to be filled with ore. Muda looked around but found no one hidden, so he looked at the captain who was following him and said.
I want to go under the cabin to take a look.
no problem.
Song Haining smiled, suddenly thought of something, and asked to look at the shore north.
Speaking of which, do you know those people?
Those ones?
Muda raised his eyebrows and subconsciously looked at the north shore of the strait along his gaze. After seeing the sloppy camp, he quickly pulled his gaze back.
They are members of the alliance.
alliance?!
Song Haining showed a surprised expression on his face.
You mean...Which river valley province?
Muda: Yes.
Song Haining was stunned for a while before he could finish his mouth.
...What are those people doing here?
It’s more than 2,000 kilometers away from the valley!
No wonder it was coming by airship...
Muda said impatiently.
Then you have to ask them.
Following the patrol captain back to the gangway, Song Haining suddenly saw the unrestrained businessman, who was calling on his mercenaries to drag an inflatable boat onto the deck.
What are you doing?
He clapped his hands and stood up straight, Mogave looked at the captain walking towards him with a smile.
I plan to get close to the shore and see what those guys are doing.Do you still remember the divination I mentioned before?That land covered with gold!Don't you think that beach is very similar?I have a premonition!The opportunity to get rich is here!
Song Haining looked at him blankly and finished listening to his nonsense.
...Are you crazy?
Mogave disagreed.
Anyway, staying here is a waste of time, so why not do something.Besides, I just went up and took a look, and didn't plan to spend the night on the shore.
Song Haining stared at him and said.
The inspection is over soon, there is nothing to see under the cabin, it won't delay you for long, and we will continue on the road soon.
Mogave said with a hearty smile.
That's right, I'll go down for at most half an hour, you guys can wait for me for a while.
As he was talking, he had already ordered someone to throw the inflatable boat with black iron wood and hurriedly put a life jacket on himself.
Looking at this guy who was not afraid of death, Song Haining's brow twitched violently, but in the end he kept his words back.
...Come back early.
He swears.
For the sake of money, this is the last business he has collaborated with this guy.
Mogavey, who grabbed the ladder with both hands, smiled.
OK!
My grandfather is back!
In the airship's cabin, I looked at the pleasant scenery of the French Fries Harbor through the glass window, and a smile of secret joy appeared on the corner of my mouth.
good.
This time I finally got the City Lord's addiction.
But that's it, in fact, he didn't have the final say in this French Fries Port.
Most small development projects are subcontracted to each specific unit or organization, while large development plans and project approval are jointly decided by the board of directors of Baiyue Strait Development Co., Ltd.
This joint-stock company, which is located in Shuguang City, is currently jointly held by multiple player institutions interested in the development of the Baiyue Strait. It divides equity according to the investment ratio and develops the Baiyue Strait coast under the framework of alliance laws.
As for Niuma Group, its business is mainly responsible for infrastructure construction and logistics and transportation.
And this is what they are best at.
Two airships hovered above the French Fries Harbor, one after another, and then slowly lowered the pod.
Looking at Fang Chang walking down from the pole, the man from the knife Liu, who was the construction project manager, walked forward and glanced at the airship behind.
Good guy, you bought another one?!
Why buy another one? That's from the scientific research team!In the future, the work of recycling salvage will be handed over to those professionals, and we mainly transport goods.
Fang Chang smiled and patted the brother on the shoulder, then took him to the pod, pointing to the boxes of goods unloaded from the pod.
...I bought these good things, and I will give them to you ten sets of cypress-type engineering armor and twenty-five cross spider robots!
Hearing this sentence, a surprise expression suddenly appeared on the face of the knife.
The performance of the snail-type armor in Camp No. 101 and the renovation project in the southern urban area of Xizhou City is obvious to all.
That thing can be regarded as the integrated production of personal construction auxiliary equipment, the crystallization of construction experience in Sanctuary No. 100 over the past two hundred years!
It is like an SCV that can travel freely through complex terrain. It not only can switch the tools needed by workers according to construction tasks, but also can provide them with visual digital guidance services.
If the K-10 iron wall exoskeleton is the pinnacle of heavy exoskeletons for battlefield purposes, then the skeleton-style engineering armor is the K-10 iron wall exoskeleton designed specifically for the construction sitemen.
With a cross spider robot that can transport materials directly up and down on vertical walls, the engineering team of ten people can even exert the work efficiency of a construction team of 100 people, even professionals like him who have worked in the civil engineering industry for many years were shocked after going on field inspections.
It is precisely because of the excellent construction performance of this equipment that its price has always remained high. Not only are players rushing to buy it, but NPCs are also placing orders, and even the construction companies of Ideal City are full of interest.
Unexpectedly, this guy actually got a whole set of equipment!
I couldn't wait to walk forward, and the knife-snatcher quickly asked the staff next to me to help open one of the two-tall cargo boxes.
Looking at the crab-shaped engineering armor, he was so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth. However, after a while, he soon realized the new problem.
Wait, I remember this thing needs training to be used, right?
It seemed that he would ask this question, Fang Chang said with a smile as if he had already been ready.
Don't worry, I hired the trained workers, and they will come down in a while.Remember to protect their safety and they only build within the safety zone according to the contract.
That's a must!Can I let them go out to work?The knife left the person with a smile and said, "Don't worry, leave it to me!"
With you here, I will definitely feel at ease!Fang Chang said with a smile.
Brother Dao, like him, is the first group of old players to enter the game. He was a group member of the cattle and horse herd a long time ago.
However, this guy's gameplay genre is too hardcore, or niche, and his combat power is mainly reflected on the construction site, so he is rarely noticed by other players.
If it were someone else, he might not be so relieved, but it would be reliable to leave it to this guy.
The two walked towards the center of the camp.
While on the road, Fang Chang suddenly noticed that there were bundles of fur stacks tied into tofu blocks on the pile not far from the beach.
Among them are furry and non-furry. The shapes and sizes are different, and there are all kinds of colors.
There must be at least thousands of pieces in total!
...Good guy, have you caught so many prey these days?
Looking at the surprised expression on Fang Chang's face, the person under the knife made a helpless expression.
We didn't take the initiative to fight this, but the prey was sent by ourselves.
It's okay to send it to yourself...
When did Brother Guang become so generous?
Fang Chang was surprised, but soon he thought of the rumors he had heard from the scientific research team before, and said after thinking for a moment.
...This rainforest is a bit strange. I heard that the alien species and mutant slime mold here are relatives, so maybe there is a mother nest not far from us.Remember to be careful during construction and be sure to pay attention to safety.
Just let it go, I will be careful whether there is a mother nest or not!He patted his arm and said with a smile from the knife. But then again, if he could dig the mother nest, he would make a lot of money.Just discovering the location is one million silver coins, which is a huge reward!
Indeed, even I was moved.
Fang Chang smiled, looked at the pile of fur-covered goods, and suddenly noticed the blood and mucus on it, and asked in his heart.
By the way... are these untreated skins?
The person left under the knife nodded.
I guess it took a lot of time to deal with these raw skins. I heard from the players in the fur business that the salt in the camp was almost out of stock, so I still leaned against the beach.
Fang Chang was stunned.
Is it so exaggerated?
No, the knife left the man helplessly, I see that they have opened two more salt fields recently, but the manpower is still a problem.I heard that those players in the fur business are thinking about whether to send the raw skin back to Shuguang City to find someone to process it.
There are only more than 300 players in French Fries Port.
Although the Niuma brought more than 200 good brothers who came here this time, many of them were dead and resurrected before, and this number of people was not even enough for the construction team and the scientific expedition regiment.
What's more, hiring players to do fine jobs like leather is somewhat underused, and it is not economically appropriate.
If this is sent back for processing, I am afraid that it will be smelly on the road... Fang Chang thought for a moment, then suddenly felt a move in his heart, and looked at the person under the knife and said, "By the way, aren't there anyone on the tail?"
The person who is left under the knife: Are you talking about... those moon tribe refugees?
Fang Chang smiled slightly and said.
The work intensity of these tasks is not very strong, so it should be no problem to those people.And it's not just tanning leather, but also some prey handling work. If it can be handed over to NPCs, it will not only save costs, but also release more quality labor from those simple and repetitive tasks... You know what I'm talking about.
The guy under the knife looked at the guy in front of him with a strange expression.
When he heard these words, he always had an illusion that the way this guy thought about problems was becoming more and more like an NPC he knew.
Is there anything on my face?Seeing that the person under the knife kept staring at him and didn't say anything, Fang Chang reached out and touched his face, but couldn't touch anything.
The knife-stricken man who came to his senses coughed softly and cleared his throat and said.
Nothing, I just think... your idea is pretty good.
This idea is indeed good. Although the facilities in French Fries Harbor are still a bit simple, at least the wall has been built.
As long as you don’t leave the camp, safety is guaranteed.
I'll go to the forum to ask their opinions... By the way, there's something else.Halfway through, he suddenly remembered something again.
Fang Chang cast a gaze at him for inquiries.
What's up?
Regarding the work of clearing the rainforest, I paused for a moment, and the person who left the knife scratched his head and said in an uncertain tone. According to the situation reported by some construction teams, they found that this forest had a peculiar self-repairing ability when clearing the rainforest.
Fang Chang frowned slightly.
Self-repairing?
The man at the knife nodded and continued.
I don't know if this is accurate. In short, the area they had just cleaned the next day, and during the acceptance the next day, I found that some shrubs, grass leaves and vines grew, which seemed to spread out from nearby forests.At first I thought it was the construction teams that took on the task who were lazy, but similar situations occurred in various work areas... This is very strange.
In the case of rain and light, most forests naturally expand towards areas with fertile soil, which is not surprising in itself.
However, such things are often carried out in units of years, and only by observing them on the time scale can some clues be found.
But this tropical rainforest is different.
It was like living, recovering its wound at a speed visible to the naked eye...
Looking at Fang Chang who was in deep thought, the person who stayed under the knife suggested.
I suggest you mention this matter to the Alliance Biological Institute next time you go back and see what their opinions are.
Fang Chang nodded cautiously and turned his eyes to another airship in the sky.
There is no need to wait to go back, they came with the scientific research team.
You just report the situation here to them later.
……
Just as the two airships arrived at the French Fries Port, a dry bulk cargo ship full of cargo was slowly sailing away from the turbulent Bharat Sea and sailing from the west into the quiet Baiyue Strait.
...Look for me for a while.
After yawning out of the cab, the old man in a brown jacket gave the door behind him to the young man in a white shirt. He walked to the lounge chair under the gangway and sat down, picked up the beer bottle that had not been finished in the plastic basket next to him, took two mouthfuls, and squinted his eyes and blew the sea breeze.
In the past, he would never allow others to move his boat, but it was an exception when driving to the Baiyue Strait.
Compared with the open Bharat Sea and the southern waters, this strait that runs through the Baiyue Province cannot be called the sea, but is more like a quiet river.
In addition, there are reference objects on both sides of the strait to determine the course, so it is still a bit difficult to drive the ship back.
It is precisely because of this that he handed over the work of driving the boat to his young men, and he came down to relax and rest for a while.
The old man's name is Song Haining, who is a resident of the Ring Island, but he lived in Silver Moon Bay much longer than on the Ring Island.
Of course, the time he spent in the two places combined was definitely not as good as when he was floating on the sea.
The wind and sun are always blowing, making his face look like a freshly dried rag, and it is the kind that has been wiped with black dust on the bottom of the pot.
He had worked on the ship with his father since he could remember, and he didn't have his own cargo ship until he was thirty.
And now this Northwest Wind has been following him for twenty years.
Whenever he saw the mottled rust on the deck, he couldn't help but think that maybe he should seriously start thinking about retirement.
In the wasteland, the age of over 50 is definitely considered an old age...
It's still so quiet here.
Walking to Song Haining, the young man in a gray jacket put his arm on the railing on the side of the boat and said with a smile.
His name is Mogave, he is a merchant in Silver Moon Bay, the Hump Kingdom, and the owner of the 5,000-ton iron and coal mine on the cargo ship, as well as the employer of 30 mercenaries.
Recently, the Southern Archipelago Federation and Shelter No. 70 have fought hard, and the offshore mining stations have been closed due to the impact of the war. However, the production of factories on each island cannot be stopped, and the prices of various resources have almost increased rapidly.
Although there are considerable risks in doing business in this sea area, there are still many people who are not afraid of death who decide to trek into this muddy water.
For example, this one is one of them.
Song Haining didn't know his background, but the possibility of buying and selling issues introduced by the port was not high, and it was a familiar route.
Even though this guy occasionally looks a little off-line, he doesn't care, as long as the dinar gives him enough.
Hearing the sound from the side, the old captain who squinted his eyes and looked at the scenery, smiled faintly and put the empty beer bottle aside.
I really hope this place has been so quiet.
Will definitely!
The man showed a confident smile on his face and continued, I specially asked someone to do divination before going to sea!The fortune teller told me that as long as we move forward in the direction of the sun rising, and then forward... the gold-covered earth is waiting for us.
The earth covered with gold...
Hearing this interesting statement, Song Haining couldn't help but smile, raised his eyebrows and glanced at the thin sunlight, and then turned his gaze back to the green shore in the distance.
He has been busy in this sea for most of his life, and has never heard of any island covered with gold.
As for the land on both sides of the Taiwan Strait?
Not to mention that.
The treasure hidden in that dense rainforest is absolutely impossible, only death.
Even if the ships traveling to this sea area are exhausted, they will never consider trying their luck on the shore.The forest there is like a monster's open mouth, swallowing everyone who is trying to go deeper.
...You should take that fortune teller on the boat so we can ask him how far away the land covered with gold is from us.
Song Haining replied lazily.
However, just as his voice fell, two incredible screams suddenly came from above the gangway.
Front!Look at the sky!
What is that?!
In the sky?
Hearing the sound from above the gangway, Song Haining and Mo Gavey who were on the deck were both stunned.
The latter came to his senses first, and called out in surprise. The Silver Moon Goddess was on the way, and then hurriedly ran towards the gangway.
Did the prophecy come true?
Looking at the overjoyed guy, Song Haining had a weird expression on his face.
Although he instinctively did not believe in the mysterious style, he still stood up from the recliner and followed the merchant from Silver Moon Bay to the ladder.
What have you seen?What's in front of heaven
Walking to the guardrail of the observation deck, Song Haining was about to ask the shouting seaman what he had found, and he stopped at his mouth halfway through his words.
Looking in the direction the seaman pointed, his eyes passed through rows of ore-stacked cargo boxes, and two white spheres floating under the clouds quickly caught his eye.
Because of the distance, the thing looked as small as a balloon, but he wouldn't think it was just two balloons.
That thing is an airship!
But why is the airship here?
Just as Song Haining was stunned, Mo Gavey shouted happily.
airship!It's an airship!
I know that thing is an airship... I want to know why there is an airship in this ghost place!
After all the surprise, Song Haining always came back to his senses. There was no trace of excitement on his face, but instead he gradually wrote a hint of worry or fear.
The southern waters are not peaceful now. The Southern Islands Federation and Shelter No. 70 have been fighting for more than two months. Both sides are red-eyed and have long abandoned the bottom line.
Before he went to sea, he heard about it in a tavern near Silver Moon Bay Pier.
In order to cut off the supply of the federal islands of the Southern Archipelago, the submarines at Refuge No. 70 are attacking ships indiscriminately in the southern waters, and many ships have been killed in the past month.
If that airship was an observation airship released from Shelter No. 70, they were afraid they would have been marked on each other's nautical chart now.
He pushed open the door of the cab and walked out. The young man who had been helming for him hurriedly ran behind him and asked.
Captain, do you want to continue driving forward?
Before Song Haining could speak, Mo Gavey, who was standing beside him, said excitedly.
I think we should lean over and take a look!Maybe there are surprises waiting for us there.
After glanced at the guy who had not realized the seriousness of the matter, Song Haining pondered for a moment and looked at the young man behind him.
...Continue to drive forward.
At this time, it was too late to turn around.
What's more, if they change their course at this time, they will have to detour from the southernmost end of Baiyue Province. Not only will the voyage double, there will be no so many supplies on the ship.
The young man nodded nervously, turned around and ran into the cab.
Song Haining took out his telescope and stared at the two silver-white airships, trying to see some clues from above.
Unfortunately, there is no obvious identity on the airship.
The only thing that made him a little relieved was that the two airships had wide cargo holds, which were obviously cargo airships, not the observation airships he thought.
and
The rough design doesn't look like it was from Sanctuary No. 70, perhaps something made by the Southern Islands Federation.
But the problem followed.
What does the Southern Islands Federation do to release balloons in the Baiyue Strait?
Song Haining couldn't figure it out.
Just as he was staring at the two airships, the Northwest Wind cargo ship continued to move forward, constantly pulling the distance between the two airships.
When the horizontal distance between the two sides was less than three nautical miles, a scenery he had never seen before suddenly appeared on the yellow and green coastline.
He is not the only one who noticed the situation on the coastline.
The seamen and mercenaries standing on the side of the boat watching the fun almost made more surprised screams than before.
Someone is there!?
And there are quite a few!
The Spirit of the Sea of Sand is above... Do they want to die?!
There are no ships on the shore.
Those people should have gotten off the airship.
Looking at the camp on the shore in a daze, Song Haining couldn't help but open his mouth wide and couldn't speak for a moment.
Mogave, who was standing next to him, screamed excitedly.
port!It's a port!
It is definitely a bragging to say that something is called a port. There is not even a pier extending to the deep water area. The golden beach is completely original.
However, the rows of tents and tin houses, as well as the earthen walls and whistle towers surrounded by them, did not seem to be built just now.
A long time ago, there was a rumor circulating in the tavern in Silver Moon Bay that the Baiyue Province lived in demons exiled by the spirit of the sand sea, and no one could live in this land with a rotation of the sun and the moon.
Song Haining did not believe in the spirit of the sea of sand, but he believed in the second half of this rumor.
The Camel Kingdom tried to colonize the land a long time ago, but all attempts ended in failure without exception.
Not to mention the settlement of survivors in the southern waters, many of them had escaped from the Baiyue Province to the island.
Someone actually tried to camp along the Baiyue Strait...
Are these guys desperate?!
Just as everyone on the boat was surprised, two speedboats with the flags of the Southern Islands approached from the east.
He saw the man on the bow of the speedboat from afar. Song Haining waved in the direction of the cab behind him, gestured to stop the boat, and then shouted to the seaman under the gangway.
Leave the anchor off the boat!
The anchor was thrown from the stern and hit the seabed heavily. It stopped the cargo ship shortly after the reversed propeller.
The two speedboats were divided into two groups, one was alert in the distance, and the other was approaching.
Taking two sailors onto the deck, Muda looked at the captain coming towards him and said concisely.
Routine checks, cooperate.
Song Haining skillfully took out the cigarette box, took out a cigarette and handed it on it, and smiled politely.
Understand, please give me a try.
Muda took his cigarette, but did not take out the match and light it. He just put it in the pocket under the collar and led the two sailors toward the cargo boxes on the deck.
Seeing the slow movements of the guys, Mogave couldn't help but walk down the gangway.
We are sending iron ore and coal mines here, so we will not trade with Shelter No. 70, and they have no port to unload goods.
Muda snorted with his nose and replied indifferently.
That may not be true. If you plan to sell some ruthless goods to them, this is the most suitable delivery point.Even if you throw a box down, no one will notice it, right?Moreover, the seabed here is not very deep, and there are reference objects nearby, which is convenient for salvage.
Mogave widened his eyes.
Are you kidding?Our ship is so big, do that little deal?
Damn it?
Can you still play like this?
If I had known this, he would have brought some ruthless goods that might be interested in Sanctuary No. 70!
Muda stopped and stared at him twice.
After being seen by that look, Mo Gave felt embarrassed and smiled embarrassedly and took the words back, obediently letting them aside, and at the same time made a gesture of invitation.
You...please give me some advice.
Muda no longer paid attention to this guy and continued to take his men to check the cargo boxes piled on the deck one by one.
What he didn't say is that his recent mission is not only to stop passing ships from trading with Shelter 70, but also to intercept refugees who intend to go to the southern waters.
Recently, a cargo ship called Rouru cannot be repaired in their port, and more than a thousand people can't be driven away even if they eat and drink.
Although those guys were paying, it was a special period after all, and the supplies on the circular island were not rich.
On the one hand, out of concerns about offending the alliance, and on the other hand, it may be that they have unrealistic fantasies about those guys, the Governor's Office on the circular island did not take tough measures to drive away the cargo ships that were dependent on the port, or cut off the supply of the ship.
However, they cannot allow the nosy charity to throw refugees into their homes.
In order to prevent more refugees from staying in the ports of the circular island, the local Governor's Office had a sudden inspiration and applied to the Maritime Patrol of the Federal Republic of the South Islands.
If a large number of survivors from the Bharat Province were found among the passing ships, they would be forced to disembark near the Alliance's French Fries Port.
Don't those guys like to meddle in other people's business?
Then take care of it!
However, the ship seemed to be filled with ore. Muda looked around but found no one hidden, so he looked at the captain who was following him and said.
I want to go under the cabin to take a look.
no problem.
Song Haining smiled, suddenly thought of something, and asked to look at the shore north.
Speaking of which, do you know those people?
Those ones?
Muda raised his eyebrows and subconsciously looked at the north shore of the strait along his gaze. After seeing the sloppy camp, he quickly pulled his gaze back.
They are members of the alliance.
alliance?!
Song Haining showed a surprised expression on his face.
You mean...Which river valley province?
Muda: Yes.
Song Haining was stunned for a while before he could finish his mouth.
...What are those people doing here?
It’s more than 2,000 kilometers away from the valley!
No wonder it was coming by airship...
Muda said impatiently.
Then you have to ask them.
Following the patrol captain back to the gangway, Song Haining suddenly saw the unrestrained businessman, who was calling on his mercenaries to drag an inflatable boat onto the deck.
What are you doing?
He clapped his hands and stood up straight, Mogave looked at the captain walking towards him with a smile.
I plan to get close to the shore and see what those guys are doing.Do you still remember the divination I mentioned before?That land covered with gold!Don't you think that beach is very similar?I have a premonition!The opportunity to get rich is here!
Song Haining looked at him blankly and finished listening to his nonsense.
...Are you crazy?
Mogave disagreed.
Anyway, staying here is a waste of time, so why not do something.Besides, I just went up and took a look, and didn't plan to spend the night on the shore.
Song Haining stared at him and said.
The inspection is over soon, there is nothing to see under the cabin, it won't delay you for long, and we will continue on the road soon.
Mogave said with a hearty smile.
That's right, I'll go down for at most half an hour, you guys can wait for me for a while.
As he was talking, he had already ordered someone to throw the inflatable boat with black iron wood and hurriedly put a life jacket on himself.
Looking at this guy who was not afraid of death, Song Haining's brow twitched violently, but in the end he kept his words back.
...Come back early.
He swears.
For the sake of money, this is the last business he has collaborated with this guy.
Mogavey, who grabbed the ladder with both hands, smiled.
OK!
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