The quiet port was broken by the noise. Thiago's fleet lowered its masts and lined up neatly at the pier. The shouts of the ships and the noise of erecting ladders, the shouts of sailors, the noise of unloading cargo , One after another intertwined into one.
Unloading, loading, a series of things are proceeding in an orderly manner, without Tunas's command, he walked ashore and glanced back at the blurry shadow of the ship near the sea, laughing.
The boats of the small merchants will not enter the port with them, but will wait until Tiago's fleet has unloaded the cargo and the entire terminal is quiet, and they will choose a time to sail slowly. Entering the pier, they are moored far away from the fleet and gather together, like a group of coowering rats.
The sky is floating with long-lasting haze, and the mottled and fine sunlight falls through the gaps. The beam of light in the air reflects the diffuse ash, Tunas half-squinted towards the town After walking, Lothar followed with a group of elite sailors, who were the caravan's escorts.
The entire group is just arranged in two rows randomly, passing through the mine, all around the working miners speak unnaturally low, and occasionally look at the eyes with a layer of fear .
The whole Caishi Town exists because of the quarry, and the quarry exists because of Tiago. This is like the relationship between the upper and lower levels of the food chain. Once formed, it is naturally implanted in the class Of awe.
"Go to the hostel."
Tunas said to Lothar the Black Scorpion.
This is the old rule. There are three hostels in the town. The guards of their Tiago caravan will occupy one, some other sailors will stay in another one, and the last one will be reserved for small businessmen. of.
The remaining people can only continue to arrange loading on the ship and also serve as a guard.
Tunas took the people to the hostel in the center of the town. The sailors will naturally go to the hostel in the east of the city. In the second half of the day, the small businessmen will collectively go to the hostel in the south of the city. Yarlin will stay now. It is the hostel in the south of the city.
He already knew the information about these conventions, from the mouth of Maeks.
Chengnan Hostel.
"Business as usual, don't show your feet." Yarlin said indifferently.
Mex looked at the coldness that evoked at the corner of Yarlin's mouth, his eyes cringed and nodded promised.
Yarlin went back upstairs, and the two slaves in the room were lying on the bed very quietly. The other slaves were scattered by him and arranged in other rooms. His eyes swept away. , A row of data is mapped into his pupil.
Slave (Bill)
Race: Humanoid.
Class: First-order inferior, not evolutionary.
Mental strength 0
Nerve conduction rate 3
Skeleton hardness 3
Muscle activity 3
Blood density Flow rate 0
(Reconstituted and alienated carbon-based lifeform, amphibious life that walks upright, no brain, the lowest level of cannon fodder, does not have any debugging and training value.)
innate talent: none .
"…" Yarlin was a bit speechless. If the subordinate slaves are all cannon fodder, what kind of evaluation should I give to my current state?
Fighting the five scum? Well, the average data is far from 5…This is really a worrying thought.
"But what is more noteworthy is race, class, debugging and training, innate talent, and evolution… The profound meaning of these words."
He has a vague guess and positioning for Asturber, or his own future. He slowly walked to the window, looking at the sky through the corner of the curtain, he healed in the silence. I am looking forward to that day.
"Finally here!"
Lombard stepped on the pier, watching a lively scene of in a frenzy, the cracks on the lips were breathing greedy smell, in In his eyes, what was stepping on under his feet was not gravel but an astonishing wealth that could make people forget their lives.
"It is said that desire is hard to fill, Cabaji, do you think this entire colorful stone mountain can fill my greed?" Lombard and Cabaji looked at each other, and both saw their greedy expression in each other's eyes .
"Then you have to fill it out before you know it." Cabaji lowered his voice, "I observed carefully, and I didn't see Pirates' shadow."
"We just went ashore, Tuna Even if Si wants to do it, he won't pick it up at this time." Lombard instructed: "Hehe, the guy who betrayed us will soon go and connect with Tunas, and then…we're temporarily safe."
Lombard's habitual support of the glasses frame, his point of view glanced at the merchant ship that docked next to him, and the businessmen who had agreed to form an alliance. The corners of his mouth evoked an imperceptible sneer and whispered. "Look, they are already impatient. To be on the safe side, everyone except you and me will stay on the boat. The sails are half-lowered. Always stay vigilant. If an accident happens, we have to escape immediately."
"Well, I will arrange it." Cabaji nodded walked over and whispered to his crew and sailors. There were not many sailors on the Sea Shark. After removing him and Lombard, there were only 11. Individuals, but these people have fought with them through the storms, have experienced the test of blood, and can be completely trusted.
Taking advantage of Cabaji's arrangement, Lombard greeted the other businessmen with smiles on their faces, their eyes concealed with a sense of tacit understanding, and their eyes will meet each other. A tacit smile.
"Where's Mr. Lang Shi?"
"Here, something on the boat has been delayed, and it has been handled."
"Then Let's go, we will still go to the hostel in the south of the city."
Lambalie looked towards Lang Shi very naturally, with a sincere smile on his face, and then went to the entire group moved towards the hostel in the south.
Every merchant ship has personnel left behind. I don't need to repeat this. There are a total of six merchants and accompanying confidants. There are about 25 people. The town is not spacious. It seems to be a piece of black.
On the 3rd floor, half of Yarlin's face was covered by curtains. He looked at the people who were constantly walking towards the hostel, and he looked back and forth with his patrolling eyes. His eyesight is more than ordinary people, so even if he is far away , Can also clearly observe the expressions on everyone's face.
Soon, his gaze was fixed on one of the men with gold-rimmed glasses, his cheeks with hard lines, his chin and a square beard, and he couldn't hide it even through the lenses. His narrow and long eyes, with ambitions between the opening and closing, are fundamentally different from those around those who are also engraved with greed but cowardly and weak.
It's like a wolf mixed into a group of huskies. On the surface, it looks like two close relatives, but everyone with a discerning eye can see that the latter can easily kill the former.
"Lombard!" Yarlin said the name silently and closed the curtains.
At the same time, Lombard felt inexplicably cold in his heart, he looked up in surprise, he felt as if some hidden gaze was peeping at him just now, with deep malice.