Willant camp.
Tent in the center of the camp.
Captain Bennott Wan, who was sitting at the long table, frowned as he looked at the Survivor Daily in his hand, pondered for a while and muttered in a low voice.
What tricks are these blue gobies playing...
Since coming to Dawn City, Survivor Daily has become his must-read newspaper every day.
Especially when he discovered that the information that had originally needed to inquire about it was written on those pages at a glance, he changed the first thing he did after getting up every day from brushing his teeth to reading newspapers.
Recently, he has been paying attention to the situation of French Fries Port. Survivor Daily will update several photos on it every now and then. He almost watched the port go from a bare land with nothing to this beautiful small fishing village today.
To be honest, it would be quite shocking to see these photos together.
Although the Legion often helps the indigenous people build camps, both aesthetics and comfort are not as good as the results achieved by those blue gophers in less than half a month.
Nowadays, this village is no longer small, especially with the migration of a new batch of immigrants, this small fishing village has already reached a scale of thousands of people.
Any place placed on the wasteland can be regarded as a large place for survivors to live.
But it is precisely because of this that Bennot was a little alert about this.
The minimum threshold for the recent Mustard Community Meeting is 1,000 people.
As long as one thousand people are reached, the survivors' settlement can participate in the vote to decide on the affairs of the province and affect the voting results of the province on the agenda of the conference.
The number of votes in different provinces is different. Some special provinces may even be counted separately, but at least there is a basic vote of one vote.
As we all know, alien species will not vote. As the only settlement in Baiyue Province, French Fries Port will monopolize this precious vote for the resolution of all survivors in Baiyue Province.
This will also make the situation of the Legion, which has few allies, worsen at the Muscle Community Conference.
Realizing this, Bennott couldn't help but clench his fists.
There is no doubt that this is a cruel cheating act!
He tried his best to pull the Xilan Empire into the Mud Community and won the votes for the Legion.
If the alliance plans to canvass votes for itself through this kind of cheating method, he will not agree to anything!
I have to find a way to fill this loophole...
Just as Bennot was in deep thought, footsteps suddenly came from outside the tent.
A guard shaking the doorbell, lifted the curtain and walked in, bowing to report the report.
Lord, the messenger of the Xilan Empire asked for a visit.
Bennot said impatiently.
Let him in.
yes.
The guard nodded and left the door.
After a while, the iconic two goat beards walked in with a strong spice smell.
His face was filled with a passionate smile, and his beard shook under his nose.
Dear Mr. Bennot Wanfu, I'm sorry for disturbing you this time, but you were already out when I came here yesterday, so I could only come early.
yesterday?
Bennot remembered that he seemed to have had a meal with the Foreign Minister of Free State. He was indeed not in the camp, so it was normal not to see him.
But then again, can't this guy make an appointment before every visit?
It's okay, my friend, plus... Mr. Duke, welcome you to visit at any time. Bennot touched his nose and made a foolish smile on his face. So what wind blows you today?
He is not very good at politeness. After all, the Legion never needs to be fooled with anyone, and it will be done without speculation.
If it weren't for the ongoing slime mold research community negotiations, he wouldn't bother to deal with this pretentious guy.
But by chance, this duke was as professional as him. Not only did he not see through the perfunctory mixed in his lame smile, he regarded his greetings as a show of kindness from the Legion.
This is no wonder.
Most people in the Bharat Province, especially the nobles, carry deep filters when looking at the Willant people, and this filter is enough to block all unfriendly interpretations.
Seeing the smile on the face of the ten thousand-man leader, Duke Galawa was moved, as if he had found a soulmate.
Without hesitation, after hearing Bennot's inquiry, he immediately made a look of indignation and complained.
I don’t want to bother you about that little thing, but the alliance is really bullying!I have never seen such a shameless guy. They don’t admit anything written in the newspaper, and they pretend to be deaf and do nothing to do... What’s the difference between this and a robber!
Is this more important?
Bennot had no objection to this.
The Heart of Steel floated in the sky in the suburbs of Shuguang City, and there was nothing better to prove the shamelessness of these guys.
He asked the league more than once, but those people had no intention of returning it at all, and even showed it out as a spoil.
Indeed, nodding deeply, Bennot couldn't help but curse, the uneducated barbarians didn't understand what politeness and humility mean... So, my friend, what did they do to you?
The Duke of Galawa clenched his fists in anger.
They took in the Moon tribe!
...Moon, the Yue clan?Bennot was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously, what is that?
In his perception, there are only Willant and others in this world, and at most an unwise eight times faster growth clone is added.
What is the Moon tribe?
Survivors on the Moon?
Understanding the confusion on Captain Benot Wanderer's face, Duke Galawa patiently explained.
The Moon tribe members are sinners of the Xilan Empire. The Moon God they believed in conspired to kill the sun-loading ox in the prophecy of our prophets, allowing the scorching sun to fall to the end of the Yongliu River. From then on, the light fell on the land of the Bharat Province... All of them owe the sins of the next life and must be repaid with the sufferings of the present world. Only in this way can they enter the cycle of reincarnation in the next life as a new identity.
You should have seen those people, most of the slaves sold from the Bharat Province to the West Coast are Moon people...
The first half was confused until he heard it later that Bennot woke up as if he had just woken up.
It turned out to be those guys.
He had seen those slaves with thin noses, and even raised two in his manor.
Although the bone frame is smaller than the Willant and has a much inferior figure, it has a unique flavor when driving...
Mr. Bennott?
Seeing that Bennot seemed to be distracted, Duke Galawa kindly reminded.
Immediately realizing the distortion of his expression, Bennot quickly came back from his distraction, so he coughed and said.
So...they robbed your slaves?What a bunch of unreasonable assholes!
That's right!These unreasonable assholes!
The Duke of Galawa looked at him with bright eyes, clenched his fists and continued indignation.
I must say that these guys who claim to be alliances are simply cancers on this planet. They robbed everywhere and did everything evil, but shouted shamelessly that the survivors united... They can't let them continue to make trouble, we must join hands to do something!Eliminate this cancer once and for all!
Originally, the expression on Bennott's face was quite happy, but when he heard the last sentence, he was almost choked to death by his own spit.
Some things are just about talking closed, but it’s not a joke if you really start.
Although he had no doubt that the Legion had the strength to erase the Alliance from the map, it was hard to say how the Academy and the Enterprise would react.
Except for those lunatics who expanded the East, few people were willing to fight a war that could not see any benefits, especially this war could drag them into a bottomless abyss.
What's more, the Marshal sent him here to seek cooperation, rather than letting him turn the table up.
Looking at the bright Duke of Galawa, Captain Benot Wanderer, who was still hunching the fire the previous second, suddenly felt that he might have poured some cold water on this guy's head.
Don't make this guy overkill and forget what your surname is.
Mr. Galava, I admit that these blue jackets are undoubtedly a cancer on this planet, and if they die one day, it will be an honor for all mankind... However, it is not the time. Before we resolve the secondary contradiction, we must first resolve the main contradiction.
Looking at the Duke of Galawa who was blushing on his face, Bennot said with a soft cough.
...And didn't it just that a few slaves escaped? If you do anything with their common knowledge, just be lost as those slaves.
In his impression, slaves in the Bharat Province were very cheap, maybe only 1,000 dinars, or even less than 1,000.
Even if you steal a thousand, it's only one million dinars, what's this little money?
Seeing that the lord of ten thousand men obviously did not understand the point of the problem, Duke Galawa suddenly became anxious and his two beards were shaking up and down with excitement.
Wait, Mr. Bennott, that's not a matter of a few slaves!What those guys lose is the face of the Empire!And if we don’t let the escaped slaves be punished as they deserve, will everyone follow them in the future!
Bennot said, looking at him with laughter and cry.
My friend...Duke friends, you are known as the Thousand Tribes and Thousand Gods, so what if you let them have one?
Looking at the Duke of Galawa who wanted to say something, he continued to say it.
Of course, the face you mentioned is indeed a problem.If the gun is not straight, the waist will not be straight, but these are actually easy to deal with.Isn’t they lack respect for you because you are too weak?… Please forgive me for speaking more directly, but you also know that those guys are robbers, and robbers are naturally greedy for softness and fear of hardness. If you want them to respect you, you must be harder than them!
When Duke Galawa heard this, he was immediately displeased.
What a joke?
The Xilan Empire has at least a province, and a mere alliance can cooperate with their comparison?
Mr. Bennott, are you kidding?I admit that we are sometimes restrained, but we are by no means weak, at least we are not comparable to a larger alliance!
Seeing Duke Galawan's dissatisfied expression, Captain Benotwan grabbed his shoulder and said earnestly.
I know, I admit that you are brave, but whether you believe it or not, that's the truth.But it’s not your fault. After all, they have been supported by enterprises and colleges, and you have nothing, so it’s not fair to put you together.
Looking at the Duke of Galawa who was still unhappy, Bennot suddenly changed his mind and continued.
But it doesn’t matter. In the past, you could only rely on yourself. Now we are standing behind you, the legion!We can also give you the help the colleges and enterprises give them, and I believe that with our help, you will soon be on par with the alliance, which is not very difficult.
Hearing this, Duke Galawa's eyes lit up and he held Bennot's hand excitedly.
Thank you so much... My friends, it is our honor to be willing to stand with us!I can swear to the God of White Elephant that we will do our best to cooperate with you!So...How do you plan to help us?
Looking at the Duke of Galawa's gratitude, Bennott's face showed a happy smile.
He had actually thought about this matter for a long time, but he had never found the opportunity to raise it.
And now, there is no doubt that once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
We can introduce you to a person, a ten thousand men from a famous family, whose name is Maclaren.Unlike civil servants like me, that guy is a real military officer, and he is the kind who comes down from the battlefield.
Not only that, that guy had a holiday with the league like you, and he hated those blue gophers more than anyone else.As long as you have this idea, I can set up a bridge for you and let him go to the Bharat Province as a military adviser, and help you build an iron army that can conquer and fight according to the standards of the army!You can even donate some equipment that we don’t have for the time being!
Anyway, the Eastern Expanders can't use those equipment anymore.
If we can use the broken copper and iron, it will be a good thing.
And Bennot can be sure that that guy McClaren will not refuse, and he might even volunteer to go to the Bharat Province to be the instructor.
The Duke of Galawa was overjoyed when he heard this and held Bennot's hand tightly excitedly.
Thanks!Thank you so much!
Bennot smiled slightly and held his hand back.
You're welcome, you are our important trading partners and our strategic partners. I like your female cough, spices very much!May our friendship last forever!
The Duke of Galawa chuckled.
May our friendship last forever!After a while, I will send some to your house!
After some politeness, Bennot finally sent the troubled guy away, turned around and pulled out a tissue from the table and wiped his hands disgustedly.
It's really bad luck.
He was a commander of ten thousand men and actually shook hands with a goat that emerged from somewhere.
At this moment, a sigh came from behind, causing Bennot's neck to froze involuntarily. Then he turned around in anger and stared at the direction standing at the door and said unhappy.
Even if you are His Majesty's Majesty's Guard... you shouldn't eavesdrop on my conversation with the Imperial Envoy.
At some point, standing at the door of the camp, Quick looked at Bennotte indifferently, without taking his emotions to heart.
As an imperial guard, he is only loyal to the marshal and is only responsible to the marshal. Regardless of his military rank, he does not need to bow to anyone.
The Eastern Expansion Sect finally made it easier to settle down, and the Marshal will not be satisfied with your approach.
Bennot's expression was a little stiff. Although he didn't want to explain too much nonsense, he still said patiently when he thought of the identity of the adjutant.
McClane is not a fool. He has been in the league for half a year and knows very well that those guys are not easy to mess with, and what should be done and what should not be done. I think he has his own qualities... All we have to do is arm our allies, not let them really fight with the league. Don't you want us to have more chips?Or do you want to see us being led by the alliance?
Quick asked in a plain tone.
What if he doesn't have a good grasp of the situation?
Bennot replied without hesitation.
Then let him get back, what can he, a instructor, do?That idiot is not Griffin, a waste who is highly jealous and low-key. If he dies, he will go to the emperor's harem to sleep with a few girls. Can he even make the Bharati provinces turn over?
Hearing the name Griffin, Quaker frowned slightly, his eyes a little complicated.
However, that complicated emotion was only a moment.
He stared at Bennott intently, with a hint of warning in his solemn tone.
His Majesty the Marshal attaches great importance to this meeting, and I hope you know this anyway.Especially when it comes to issues related to the ‘main contradiction’, you better not mess it up.
Facing those turbid pupils, Bennot couldn't help but feel a little panic in his heart, although that panic quickly turned into annoyance.
Why is he afraid of a commander?
I will always be loyal to His Majesty the Marshal, and I don’t need you to remind me!
Quick shrugged, making no comment on this, but turned around and walked to the door.
However, just as he reached out to lift the curtain and was about to leave the tent, he suddenly stopped and threw down a meaningful sentence.
That's what you all say.
I really hope you think so.
Bennot stood there in a daze.
And when he came to his senses, the adjutant named Quak had already left...
……
On the north shore of the Baiyue Strait, the thriving French Fries Harbor, the gentle sea breeze blows the waves to the beach, divided into two by a pier extending to the deep water area.
In the sea not far from the pier, the power animals sitting on small wooden boats are working hard to push aluminum alloy tubes as thick as arms into the bottom of the sea.
These pipes were just pulled from Dawn City by Niuma Airship to build a fence that isolates the beach and deep water.
After that, they would pour sand into these aluminum alloy tubes, and pull up a net of devilish silk between them to circle the waters near the port.
It seemed that they had a premonition that their living space was deprived, and the alien species active in the sea began to move, and attacked the small boats floating on the water from time to time. People fell into the water every now and then.
But even so, the determination of these animals could not be stopped.
Brothers, work harder!For the bikini in the sun!
Aaa！
He stared at the sea in the distance in a daze, opened his mouth blankly, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a word without a head or end from his mouth.
...Are these guys crazy?
Standing beside his tail hugged his arms and lit his chin with a deep expression of conscience.
oh!Eighty times he went crazy.
Forced to wear maid outfits for three days, she almost got heatstroke by the long skirt that looked like a sheet.
These days, she finally changed into shorts in a small vest, and she felt like she was alive.
Perhaps the aliens in the sea were attracted to the small wooden boats of the power-based animals, so that almost no shadow of the aliens could be seen on the beach.
On the rocky beach not far away, some moon girls carrying baskets were collecting oysters attached to the rocks with daggers and awls, while others were squatting next to the faucet not far from the beach to clean their clothes.
Speaking of which, time flies so fast.
If it weren't for the return of the Niuma airship, she wouldn't even notice that it had been a week since the Rouluo stopped at the French Fries Harbor!
It is worth mentioning that although Tai felt like this week had passed in a daze, a lot of things did happen in this rapidly changing settlement.
First of all, the inside of the camp.
The large area of land that was originally empty to the east has now become rows of wooden shacks.
Although these shoddy houses are still lacking in aesthetics, there is no problem with sheltering from wind and rain.
In addition, smoked fish and dry fur are hung at the doors of every household.
Helping players deal with prey and fish catch has become the main source of income for most moon-clan girls in the French Fries Port.
There are also some girls who are good at farm work who contracted the farmland in the northwest of the South District under the leadership of Grandma Sang Ru.
Baiyue Provincial Development Co., Ltd. will be responsible for ensuring the safety of farmland, the reclaiming of rainforests, and providing tillagers with seeds of high-yield crops and some auxiliary tillage equipment.
And the price they have to pay is only half of the output of farmland and orchards.
For those who have never owned their own land, the conditions are simply a bit outrageous, so many people didn't believe it was true at first.
It was not until they learned that the tail who led them to break free from the cage was also a member of the board of directors of Baiyue Company that they gave up their concerns and pressed their handprints on the contract.
In addition to engaging in agriculture and handicrafts, some young and beautiful girls have also entered the service industry and started to do work that most players are unwilling to do.
Thanks to this, the originally empty camp has become bustling.
Not only have the archive points, stalls and stores added interactive NPCs, but the one-person tavern, which has been criticized by countless players, has finally become the Yiren tavern.
Not only is there a group of waiters with hot bodies and pleasing eyes, but it also completely liberated Boss Yi's hands.
As God's customers, they finally no longer have to work part-time serving tea, water, and washing dishes...
The sun set from the east to the west, and another fulfilling day passed in a blink of an eye.
As usual, watching the setting sun, Yiren greeted the girls in the tavern to put the tables and chairs on the beach to prepare for today's business.
However, just as everyone was moving the chairs out, they saw a speedboat with a federal flag leaning against the dock.
The NPC named Muda jumped off the speedboat first and walked towards the tavern with two sailors.
It took a long time since I saw this guy, Yiren couldn't help but feel a little surprised. She looked at the three people who were approaching and laughed and shouted.
Is there something to do?
Muda didn't talk much nonsense, reached out to take out a telegram from his arms and looked at it, confirming that it was this place, and then looked at the man who looked like the boss in front of him and asked.
Is there someone named SS here?
Yiren was stunned for a moment, but she had heard of this name.
What are you asking her for?
Muda continued in conciseness.
She asked me to meet here, now I'm here, please tell her for me
Before he could finish his speech, an unfamiliar voice came from not far away.
I'm here.
The three of them immediately looked in the direction where the sound came, and saw a girl carrying a rifle and a rocket launcher walking from the direction of the camp.
The oncoming sea breeze brought a bloody and salty smell, and her coat was covered with a few tufts of animal hair and blood that had not yet dried up.
Not only Mu Da looked at her with a strange look, but even the two sailors following him were shocked.
But Boss Yiren was no longer surprised by this scene, but instead smiled and said hello.
The harvest is good today?
It was okay, but I didn't expect that there was a mutated brown bear in this tropical rainforest. He replied casually, and leaned the rifle and the bazooka against the table next to him, which was considered a place. Then he gestured to Boss Yiren with four fingers, two bottles of beer and two bottles of orange juice, and ice cubes were added.My teammates went to hand in the materials and they will be there in a while.
OK.Yiren made an OK gesture and turned to the direction of the open-air bar.
Listening to the language that he couldn't understand at all, Mu Da was about to ask what the telegram meant, and a clean envelope was handed to him.
Looking at the envelope, his eyebrows gently raised up and reached out to take it.
This is?
Sis said concisely.
Someone asked me to send you a letter.
who?
You will know after reading it.
Muda glanced at Sis and opened the envelope skeptical.
Almost as soon as he looked at the contents of the letter, the face that was shivered by the sun immediately became serious.
Holding the letter in his hand, he stared at the woman in front of him and asked word by word.
Where is he?
Sas said as if nothing had happened.
Dawn City.
Hearing this answer, Mu Da was stunned.
River Valley Province?!
Looking at the stunned NPC, Sce nodded and continued in a very light voice.
Yes… commissioned by that gentleman, we intend to restart the investigation into the incident of the current power station in the southern waters.
Hearing the words "Ocean Current Power Station", Mu Da showed a look of surprise, took her aside, and lowered her voice to the point where only two people could hear it.
…Ocean Current Power Station?What's the use of investigating that thing now?More than two months have passed, and even if you find out anything, you can't change the current situation.
Sis smiled faintly.
How do you know if you don’t try it?
Muda stared at her for a while, and then slowly spoke after a long time.
What do you need me to do?
It's simple, you just need to cover me up there and we will handle the rest of the work ourselves.
Muda's expression gradually became strange and he glanced at the freighter parked on the dock.
Covering you?How do you plan to get close to there?What a thing to do?
Of course not, come with me.
Sis smiled mysteriously, threw down this sentence, and turned around and walked towards the camp not far away.
Muda glanced at the two sailors standing not far away, signaled them to stay at the door of the tavern to wait for him, and then followed her alone.
Taking this NPC into the camp, Ss went straight to the warehouse area not far from the beach and came to a warehouse made of iron sheds.
It's right here.
Muda narrowed her eyes and followed her steps into the warehouse.
And the moment he saw clearly the cylindrical submarine parked in the warehouse, his eyes suddenly narrowed dangerously.
Have you ever had contact with the people from Shelter No. 70?
He didn't care that he unconsciously touched the right hand of the gun holster on his waist, and Sis looked at him as if nothing had happened.
so what?Have you changed your mind?
Muda was silent for a long time, and finally moved his hand on the holster and spoke slowly.
...At 10 o'clock tonight, you follow my boat and I will take you there.
Hearing this promise, a happy smile finally appeared on Sce's face.
Thanks.
You're welcome, that's all I can do.
While talking, Muda took a look at the submarine parked in the warehouse again.
The scratches and trauma left on the metal shell were obviously not left by the deep-water bombs and torpedoes of the Federation Fleet.
Although he didn't think the truth was of any use, his intuition told him that he might be able to find something this time...
Tent in the center of the camp.
Captain Bennott Wan, who was sitting at the long table, frowned as he looked at the Survivor Daily in his hand, pondered for a while and muttered in a low voice.
What tricks are these blue gobies playing...
Since coming to Dawn City, Survivor Daily has become his must-read newspaper every day.
Especially when he discovered that the information that had originally needed to inquire about it was written on those pages at a glance, he changed the first thing he did after getting up every day from brushing his teeth to reading newspapers.
Recently, he has been paying attention to the situation of French Fries Port. Survivor Daily will update several photos on it every now and then. He almost watched the port go from a bare land with nothing to this beautiful small fishing village today.
To be honest, it would be quite shocking to see these photos together.
Although the Legion often helps the indigenous people build camps, both aesthetics and comfort are not as good as the results achieved by those blue gophers in less than half a month.
Nowadays, this village is no longer small, especially with the migration of a new batch of immigrants, this small fishing village has already reached a scale of thousands of people.
Any place placed on the wasteland can be regarded as a large place for survivors to live.
But it is precisely because of this that Bennot was a little alert about this.
The minimum threshold for the recent Mustard Community Meeting is 1,000 people.
As long as one thousand people are reached, the survivors' settlement can participate in the vote to decide on the affairs of the province and affect the voting results of the province on the agenda of the conference.
The number of votes in different provinces is different. Some special provinces may even be counted separately, but at least there is a basic vote of one vote.
As we all know, alien species will not vote. As the only settlement in Baiyue Province, French Fries Port will monopolize this precious vote for the resolution of all survivors in Baiyue Province.
This will also make the situation of the Legion, which has few allies, worsen at the Muscle Community Conference.
Realizing this, Bennott couldn't help but clench his fists.
There is no doubt that this is a cruel cheating act!
He tried his best to pull the Xilan Empire into the Mud Community and won the votes for the Legion.
If the alliance plans to canvass votes for itself through this kind of cheating method, he will not agree to anything!
I have to find a way to fill this loophole...
Just as Bennot was in deep thought, footsteps suddenly came from outside the tent.
A guard shaking the doorbell, lifted the curtain and walked in, bowing to report the report.
Lord, the messenger of the Xilan Empire asked for a visit.
Bennot said impatiently.
Let him in.
yes.
The guard nodded and left the door.
After a while, the iconic two goat beards walked in with a strong spice smell.
His face was filled with a passionate smile, and his beard shook under his nose.
Dear Mr. Bennot Wanfu, I'm sorry for disturbing you this time, but you were already out when I came here yesterday, so I could only come early.
yesterday?
Bennot remembered that he seemed to have had a meal with the Foreign Minister of Free State. He was indeed not in the camp, so it was normal not to see him.
But then again, can't this guy make an appointment before every visit?
It's okay, my friend, plus... Mr. Duke, welcome you to visit at any time. Bennot touched his nose and made a foolish smile on his face. So what wind blows you today?
He is not very good at politeness. After all, the Legion never needs to be fooled with anyone, and it will be done without speculation.
If it weren't for the ongoing slime mold research community negotiations, he wouldn't bother to deal with this pretentious guy.
But by chance, this duke was as professional as him. Not only did he not see through the perfunctory mixed in his lame smile, he regarded his greetings as a show of kindness from the Legion.
This is no wonder.
Most people in the Bharat Province, especially the nobles, carry deep filters when looking at the Willant people, and this filter is enough to block all unfriendly interpretations.
Seeing the smile on the face of the ten thousand-man leader, Duke Galawa was moved, as if he had found a soulmate.
Without hesitation, after hearing Bennot's inquiry, he immediately made a look of indignation and complained.
I don’t want to bother you about that little thing, but the alliance is really bullying!I have never seen such a shameless guy. They don’t admit anything written in the newspaper, and they pretend to be deaf and do nothing to do... What’s the difference between this and a robber!
Is this more important?
Bennot had no objection to this.
The Heart of Steel floated in the sky in the suburbs of Shuguang City, and there was nothing better to prove the shamelessness of these guys.
He asked the league more than once, but those people had no intention of returning it at all, and even showed it out as a spoil.
Indeed, nodding deeply, Bennot couldn't help but curse, the uneducated barbarians didn't understand what politeness and humility mean... So, my friend, what did they do to you?
The Duke of Galawa clenched his fists in anger.
They took in the Moon tribe!
...Moon, the Yue clan?Bennot was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously, what is that?
In his perception, there are only Willant and others in this world, and at most an unwise eight times faster growth clone is added.
What is the Moon tribe?
Survivors on the Moon?
Understanding the confusion on Captain Benot Wanderer's face, Duke Galawa patiently explained.
The Moon tribe members are sinners of the Xilan Empire. The Moon God they believed in conspired to kill the sun-loading ox in the prophecy of our prophets, allowing the scorching sun to fall to the end of the Yongliu River. From then on, the light fell on the land of the Bharat Province... All of them owe the sins of the next life and must be repaid with the sufferings of the present world. Only in this way can they enter the cycle of reincarnation in the next life as a new identity.
You should have seen those people, most of the slaves sold from the Bharat Province to the West Coast are Moon people...
The first half was confused until he heard it later that Bennot woke up as if he had just woken up.
It turned out to be those guys.
He had seen those slaves with thin noses, and even raised two in his manor.
Although the bone frame is smaller than the Willant and has a much inferior figure, it has a unique flavor when driving...
Mr. Bennott?
Seeing that Bennot seemed to be distracted, Duke Galawa kindly reminded.
Immediately realizing the distortion of his expression, Bennot quickly came back from his distraction, so he coughed and said.
So...they robbed your slaves?What a bunch of unreasonable assholes!
That's right!These unreasonable assholes!
The Duke of Galawa looked at him with bright eyes, clenched his fists and continued indignation.
I must say that these guys who claim to be alliances are simply cancers on this planet. They robbed everywhere and did everything evil, but shouted shamelessly that the survivors united... They can't let them continue to make trouble, we must join hands to do something!Eliminate this cancer once and for all!
Originally, the expression on Bennott's face was quite happy, but when he heard the last sentence, he was almost choked to death by his own spit.
Some things are just about talking closed, but it’s not a joke if you really start.
Although he had no doubt that the Legion had the strength to erase the Alliance from the map, it was hard to say how the Academy and the Enterprise would react.
Except for those lunatics who expanded the East, few people were willing to fight a war that could not see any benefits, especially this war could drag them into a bottomless abyss.
What's more, the Marshal sent him here to seek cooperation, rather than letting him turn the table up.
Looking at the bright Duke of Galawa, Captain Benot Wanderer, who was still hunching the fire the previous second, suddenly felt that he might have poured some cold water on this guy's head.
Don't make this guy overkill and forget what your surname is.
Mr. Galava, I admit that these blue jackets are undoubtedly a cancer on this planet, and if they die one day, it will be an honor for all mankind... However, it is not the time. Before we resolve the secondary contradiction, we must first resolve the main contradiction.
Looking at the Duke of Galawa who was blushing on his face, Bennot said with a soft cough.
...And didn't it just that a few slaves escaped? If you do anything with their common knowledge, just be lost as those slaves.
In his impression, slaves in the Bharat Province were very cheap, maybe only 1,000 dinars, or even less than 1,000.
Even if you steal a thousand, it's only one million dinars, what's this little money?
Seeing that the lord of ten thousand men obviously did not understand the point of the problem, Duke Galawa suddenly became anxious and his two beards were shaking up and down with excitement.
Wait, Mr. Bennott, that's not a matter of a few slaves!What those guys lose is the face of the Empire!And if we don’t let the escaped slaves be punished as they deserve, will everyone follow them in the future!
Bennot said, looking at him with laughter and cry.
My friend...Duke friends, you are known as the Thousand Tribes and Thousand Gods, so what if you let them have one?
Looking at the Duke of Galawa who wanted to say something, he continued to say it.
Of course, the face you mentioned is indeed a problem.If the gun is not straight, the waist will not be straight, but these are actually easy to deal with.Isn’t they lack respect for you because you are too weak?… Please forgive me for speaking more directly, but you also know that those guys are robbers, and robbers are naturally greedy for softness and fear of hardness. If you want them to respect you, you must be harder than them!
When Duke Galawa heard this, he was immediately displeased.
What a joke?
The Xilan Empire has at least a province, and a mere alliance can cooperate with their comparison?
Mr. Bennott, are you kidding?I admit that we are sometimes restrained, but we are by no means weak, at least we are not comparable to a larger alliance!
Seeing Duke Galawan's dissatisfied expression, Captain Benotwan grabbed his shoulder and said earnestly.
I know, I admit that you are brave, but whether you believe it or not, that's the truth.But it’s not your fault. After all, they have been supported by enterprises and colleges, and you have nothing, so it’s not fair to put you together.
Looking at the Duke of Galawa who was still unhappy, Bennot suddenly changed his mind and continued.
But it doesn’t matter. In the past, you could only rely on yourself. Now we are standing behind you, the legion!We can also give you the help the colleges and enterprises give them, and I believe that with our help, you will soon be on par with the alliance, which is not very difficult.
Hearing this, Duke Galawa's eyes lit up and he held Bennot's hand excitedly.
Thank you so much... My friends, it is our honor to be willing to stand with us!I can swear to the God of White Elephant that we will do our best to cooperate with you!So...How do you plan to help us?
Looking at the Duke of Galawa's gratitude, Bennott's face showed a happy smile.
He had actually thought about this matter for a long time, but he had never found the opportunity to raise it.
And now, there is no doubt that once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
We can introduce you to a person, a ten thousand men from a famous family, whose name is Maclaren.Unlike civil servants like me, that guy is a real military officer, and he is the kind who comes down from the battlefield.
Not only that, that guy had a holiday with the league like you, and he hated those blue gophers more than anyone else.As long as you have this idea, I can set up a bridge for you and let him go to the Bharat Province as a military adviser, and help you build an iron army that can conquer and fight according to the standards of the army!You can even donate some equipment that we don’t have for the time being!
Anyway, the Eastern Expanders can't use those equipment anymore.
If we can use the broken copper and iron, it will be a good thing.
And Bennot can be sure that that guy McClaren will not refuse, and he might even volunteer to go to the Bharat Province to be the instructor.
The Duke of Galawa was overjoyed when he heard this and held Bennot's hand tightly excitedly.
Thanks!Thank you so much!
Bennot smiled slightly and held his hand back.
You're welcome, you are our important trading partners and our strategic partners. I like your female cough, spices very much!May our friendship last forever!
The Duke of Galawa chuckled.
May our friendship last forever!After a while, I will send some to your house!
After some politeness, Bennot finally sent the troubled guy away, turned around and pulled out a tissue from the table and wiped his hands disgustedly.
It's really bad luck.
He was a commander of ten thousand men and actually shook hands with a goat that emerged from somewhere.
At this moment, a sigh came from behind, causing Bennot's neck to froze involuntarily. Then he turned around in anger and stared at the direction standing at the door and said unhappy.
Even if you are His Majesty's Majesty's Guard... you shouldn't eavesdrop on my conversation with the Imperial Envoy.
At some point, standing at the door of the camp, Quick looked at Bennotte indifferently, without taking his emotions to heart.
As an imperial guard, he is only loyal to the marshal and is only responsible to the marshal. Regardless of his military rank, he does not need to bow to anyone.
The Eastern Expansion Sect finally made it easier to settle down, and the Marshal will not be satisfied with your approach.
Bennot's expression was a little stiff. Although he didn't want to explain too much nonsense, he still said patiently when he thought of the identity of the adjutant.
McClane is not a fool. He has been in the league for half a year and knows very well that those guys are not easy to mess with, and what should be done and what should not be done. I think he has his own qualities... All we have to do is arm our allies, not let them really fight with the league. Don't you want us to have more chips?Or do you want to see us being led by the alliance?
Quick asked in a plain tone.
What if he doesn't have a good grasp of the situation?
Bennot replied without hesitation.
Then let him get back, what can he, a instructor, do?That idiot is not Griffin, a waste who is highly jealous and low-key. If he dies, he will go to the emperor's harem to sleep with a few girls. Can he even make the Bharati provinces turn over?
Hearing the name Griffin, Quaker frowned slightly, his eyes a little complicated.
However, that complicated emotion was only a moment.
He stared at Bennott intently, with a hint of warning in his solemn tone.
His Majesty the Marshal attaches great importance to this meeting, and I hope you know this anyway.Especially when it comes to issues related to the ‘main contradiction’, you better not mess it up.
Facing those turbid pupils, Bennot couldn't help but feel a little panic in his heart, although that panic quickly turned into annoyance.
Why is he afraid of a commander?
I will always be loyal to His Majesty the Marshal, and I don’t need you to remind me!
Quick shrugged, making no comment on this, but turned around and walked to the door.
However, just as he reached out to lift the curtain and was about to leave the tent, he suddenly stopped and threw down a meaningful sentence.
That's what you all say.
I really hope you think so.
Bennot stood there in a daze.
And when he came to his senses, the adjutant named Quak had already left...
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On the north shore of the Baiyue Strait, the thriving French Fries Harbor, the gentle sea breeze blows the waves to the beach, divided into two by a pier extending to the deep water area.
In the sea not far from the pier, the power animals sitting on small wooden boats are working hard to push aluminum alloy tubes as thick as arms into the bottom of the sea.
These pipes were just pulled from Dawn City by Niuma Airship to build a fence that isolates the beach and deep water.
After that, they would pour sand into these aluminum alloy tubes, and pull up a net of devilish silk between them to circle the waters near the port.
It seemed that they had a premonition that their living space was deprived, and the alien species active in the sea began to move, and attacked the small boats floating on the water from time to time. People fell into the water every now and then.
But even so, the determination of these animals could not be stopped.
Brothers, work harder!For the bikini in the sun!
Aaa！
He stared at the sea in the distance in a daze, opened his mouth blankly, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a word without a head or end from his mouth.
...Are these guys crazy?
Standing beside his tail hugged his arms and lit his chin with a deep expression of conscience.
oh!Eighty times he went crazy.
Forced to wear maid outfits for three days, she almost got heatstroke by the long skirt that looked like a sheet.
These days, she finally changed into shorts in a small vest, and she felt like she was alive.
Perhaps the aliens in the sea were attracted to the small wooden boats of the power-based animals, so that almost no shadow of the aliens could be seen on the beach.
On the rocky beach not far away, some moon girls carrying baskets were collecting oysters attached to the rocks with daggers and awls, while others were squatting next to the faucet not far from the beach to clean their clothes.
Speaking of which, time flies so fast.
If it weren't for the return of the Niuma airship, she wouldn't even notice that it had been a week since the Rouluo stopped at the French Fries Harbor!
It is worth mentioning that although Tai felt like this week had passed in a daze, a lot of things did happen in this rapidly changing settlement.
First of all, the inside of the camp.
The large area of land that was originally empty to the east has now become rows of wooden shacks.
Although these shoddy houses are still lacking in aesthetics, there is no problem with sheltering from wind and rain.
In addition, smoked fish and dry fur are hung at the doors of every household.
Helping players deal with prey and fish catch has become the main source of income for most moon-clan girls in the French Fries Port.
There are also some girls who are good at farm work who contracted the farmland in the northwest of the South District under the leadership of Grandma Sang Ru.
Baiyue Provincial Development Co., Ltd. will be responsible for ensuring the safety of farmland, the reclaiming of rainforests, and providing tillagers with seeds of high-yield crops and some auxiliary tillage equipment.
And the price they have to pay is only half of the output of farmland and orchards.
For those who have never owned their own land, the conditions are simply a bit outrageous, so many people didn't believe it was true at first.
It was not until they learned that the tail who led them to break free from the cage was also a member of the board of directors of Baiyue Company that they gave up their concerns and pressed their handprints on the contract.
In addition to engaging in agriculture and handicrafts, some young and beautiful girls have also entered the service industry and started to do work that most players are unwilling to do.
Thanks to this, the originally empty camp has become bustling.
Not only have the archive points, stalls and stores added interactive NPCs, but the one-person tavern, which has been criticized by countless players, has finally become the Yiren tavern.
Not only is there a group of waiters with hot bodies and pleasing eyes, but it also completely liberated Boss Yi's hands.
As God's customers, they finally no longer have to work part-time serving tea, water, and washing dishes...
The sun set from the east to the west, and another fulfilling day passed in a blink of an eye.
As usual, watching the setting sun, Yiren greeted the girls in the tavern to put the tables and chairs on the beach to prepare for today's business.
However, just as everyone was moving the chairs out, they saw a speedboat with a federal flag leaning against the dock.
The NPC named Muda jumped off the speedboat first and walked towards the tavern with two sailors.
It took a long time since I saw this guy, Yiren couldn't help but feel a little surprised. She looked at the three people who were approaching and laughed and shouted.
Is there something to do?
Muda didn't talk much nonsense, reached out to take out a telegram from his arms and looked at it, confirming that it was this place, and then looked at the man who looked like the boss in front of him and asked.
Is there someone named SS here?
Yiren was stunned for a moment, but she had heard of this name.
What are you asking her for?
Muda continued in conciseness.
She asked me to meet here, now I'm here, please tell her for me
Before he could finish his speech, an unfamiliar voice came from not far away.
I'm here.
The three of them immediately looked in the direction where the sound came, and saw a girl carrying a rifle and a rocket launcher walking from the direction of the camp.
The oncoming sea breeze brought a bloody and salty smell, and her coat was covered with a few tufts of animal hair and blood that had not yet dried up.
Not only Mu Da looked at her with a strange look, but even the two sailors following him were shocked.
But Boss Yiren was no longer surprised by this scene, but instead smiled and said hello.
The harvest is good today?
It was okay, but I didn't expect that there was a mutated brown bear in this tropical rainforest. He replied casually, and leaned the rifle and the bazooka against the table next to him, which was considered a place. Then he gestured to Boss Yiren with four fingers, two bottles of beer and two bottles of orange juice, and ice cubes were added.My teammates went to hand in the materials and they will be there in a while.
OK.Yiren made an OK gesture and turned to the direction of the open-air bar.
Listening to the language that he couldn't understand at all, Mu Da was about to ask what the telegram meant, and a clean envelope was handed to him.
Looking at the envelope, his eyebrows gently raised up and reached out to take it.
This is?
Sis said concisely.
Someone asked me to send you a letter.
who?
You will know after reading it.
Muda glanced at Sis and opened the envelope skeptical.
Almost as soon as he looked at the contents of the letter, the face that was shivered by the sun immediately became serious.
Holding the letter in his hand, he stared at the woman in front of him and asked word by word.
Where is he?
Sas said as if nothing had happened.
Dawn City.
Hearing this answer, Mu Da was stunned.
River Valley Province?!
Looking at the stunned NPC, Sce nodded and continued in a very light voice.
Yes… commissioned by that gentleman, we intend to restart the investigation into the incident of the current power station in the southern waters.
Hearing the words "Ocean Current Power Station", Mu Da showed a look of surprise, took her aside, and lowered her voice to the point where only two people could hear it.
…Ocean Current Power Station?What's the use of investigating that thing now?More than two months have passed, and even if you find out anything, you can't change the current situation.
Sis smiled faintly.
How do you know if you don’t try it?
Muda stared at her for a while, and then slowly spoke after a long time.
What do you need me to do?
It's simple, you just need to cover me up there and we will handle the rest of the work ourselves.
Muda's expression gradually became strange and he glanced at the freighter parked on the dock.
Covering you?How do you plan to get close to there?What a thing to do?
Of course not, come with me.
Sis smiled mysteriously, threw down this sentence, and turned around and walked towards the camp not far away.
Muda glanced at the two sailors standing not far away, signaled them to stay at the door of the tavern to wait for him, and then followed her alone.
Taking this NPC into the camp, Ss went straight to the warehouse area not far from the beach and came to a warehouse made of iron sheds.
It's right here.
Muda narrowed her eyes and followed her steps into the warehouse.
And the moment he saw clearly the cylindrical submarine parked in the warehouse, his eyes suddenly narrowed dangerously.
Have you ever had contact with the people from Shelter No. 70?
He didn't care that he unconsciously touched the right hand of the gun holster on his waist, and Sis looked at him as if nothing had happened.
so what?Have you changed your mind?
Muda was silent for a long time, and finally moved his hand on the holster and spoke slowly.
...At 10 o'clock tonight, you follow my boat and I will take you there.
Hearing this promise, a happy smile finally appeared on Sce's face.
Thanks.
You're welcome, that's all I can do.
While talking, Muda took a look at the submarine parked in the warehouse again.
The scratches and trauma left on the metal shell were obviously not left by the deep-water bombs and torpedoes of the Federation Fleet.
Although he didn't think the truth was of any use, his intuition told him that he might be able to find something this time...
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