Time ticked away.
Soran frowned at the nautical chart, then picked up a quill pen and drew on it. "Not here, not here!... There are monsters here!... The natives here are too strong!... There are only two places left! "
Five or six positions were crossed in a row, and Soran had only two left in front of him.
Although these two locations were not the best places, they would be the easiest places to develop towns. Soran did not have thousands of professions under him to be dispatched. that is to say, the manpower he had now was not even comparable to the small and medium-sized guilds in his previous life. After all, most of the people who expanded overseas at that time were in grade three. Soran's men above grade three were all pirate leaders. His only advantage was their high-end combat prowess. With Vivian's and his strength, they could crush ordinary enemies.
"Islands, routes, natural ports, coastal locations."
