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Chapter 445: Deserted Island Vision 4k+
In the strange paradise at the end of the route, the people who got off the Dog Riding Rabbit were divided into two groups and were chatting among themselves.

Liu Yonglu, Shi Weitian and three other disciples, plus his eldest disciple Xia Ni, sat on the grass with their legs and arms spread out. They looked relaxed and contented, but their tone of voice was alert.

"Do you want……"

Lin Brown squinted his eyes, looked at the terraced fields on the gentle slope, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Don't worry. The statues we saw on the route just now mentioned the celebration more than once. It may be a necessary condition to open the way to the Cursed Island."

Millie Tang lowered her head and analyzed the notes in her hand.

"Yes, let's be calm first. This place is not small, what if they are already prepared?"

Liu Yonglu took a quick glance and saw mountains behind the terraced fields and a mountain path was vaguely visible. The scale of this island was not comparable to the two deserted islands before. It would be easy to suffer if he took action right away:

"We must not forget the work process of our investigators. We must first integrate them into the team, and then find a way to slowly regulate them.

But, stay awake during the process. If negotiation is necessary, I will do it.

Try to use your own food and other things as much as possible, and don't fall into other people's traps without knowing it."

Kogan nodded, looked at the two captains in the distance and asked:
"What about Pedri and Mustang?"

"Don't worry, let them move freely first, it's okay."

Millie Tang pointed to her ears. She had applied the "Ghost Ear" potion on the two of them when she got off the boat just now.

……

"Barry, where's everyone else...are they all okay?"

Next to the cabin, Captain Pedri's voice trembled slightly. He had already endured too much bad news at this time.

"The others? Little Juan and the others? Those guys are doing great! They are so happy!
The past half month was not a life for human beings. There was no sunshine, we ate canned food every day, and there were songs that made people feel uncomfortable. Now all of that is gone!
And Captain, I tell you..."

Old Barry glanced around stealthily. The villagers on the island had also untied the ropes on the girls' wrists. Hearing that there were outsiders entering the village, they all walked towards this side curiously.

"These villagers are all dull and simple. Yesterday they brought me into a big house, which seemed to be their temple.

There was… lots of gold in there! Even the tiles on the roof were made of gold!
I remember the decree from the king is with you, right? Maybe you will be the governor of the island in the future!"

Old Barry laughed so hard that his mouth was almost pulled back to his ears. In order to encourage these adventurers to join the exploration team of the Lost Sea, the royal family of Mosesad issued a special decree.

All undiscovered islands can be granted titles by the royal family if adventurers can find them. Adventurers can not only get a share of the island's resources and wealth, but also be granted a title! Speculators like Captain Pedri come here for this.

Among the New World, the most sought-after properties are those that have both indigenous people and gold and silver mines. The indigenous people are the labor force, and gold and silver represent wealth!

"By the way, Captain, how did you get here?"

Old Barry realized the problem only at this time. The sailors at the Graveyard Island told them that the two captains had left first and it was those sailors who brought them here.

As for the process... to be honest, Old Barry couldn't remember it clearly. He only remembered that he felt dizzy after replenishing fresh water at the Ship Graveyard Island. When he opened his eyes again, he had already arrived at Summer Village.

The people of Summer Veil Village attributed it to the guidance of God, and every Summer Veil Festival, a warm undercurrent would bring some adventurers here.

"I... I came here on Mr. Bean's ship..."

"Mr. Bean?"

"Scholars from the Western Continent, they have a merchant ship."

This was the nonsense Liu Yonglu had taught them before they disembarked. Mr. Richie was both an investigator and had a background in the Saint's Sect, so the two captains had no reason not to obey.

Just as the two of them were greeting each other, the sailors from the Flying Jaguar and the Poseidon's Shield came over one after another. They had also changed into the same white robes as the natives, with a look of relaxation and comfort on their faces.

"Captain, try this."

Mustang's crew handed over a wooden cup filled with a clear amber liquid.

"what is this?"

Mustang took it and smelled it, while the crew standing opposite him winked at each other. These members of his crew knew their captain's temper best. For Mustang, this ocean voyage was just for fun and to broaden his horizons.

"You will know if you try it. It tastes absolutely delicious. I bet all the fine wines in the Western Continent combined can't even taste a drop as good as this."

In front of the crew, Mustang always looked nonchalant and frivolous, but now he didn't want to be looked down upon by them, so he picked up the wooden cup and drank it in one gulp.

It tastes sweet and refreshing. The sides of my tongue feel a little numb after drinking it. It tastes good, but not as magical as the person in front of me said.

But when he handed the cup back, he found that the world suddenly became brighter, the sunshine was so warm, and the birdsong was so soft and beautiful.

Those villagers...

He had noticed when Captain Ricky pressed several girls to the ground that they had healthy bronze skin, soft black curly hair, bright brown eyes, and were full of youthful exotic charm.

Seeing them approaching, Mustang felt even more fascinated. He was a frequent visitor to New London Covent Garden before, and he had seen all kinds of beautiful girls, but none of them was as charming as the girl in front of him.

They walked up to him with frowns on their faces, obviously still a little dissatisfied with the previous conflict.

"Milner, is this also your companion? The man who just landed with him was so rude."

Before the crew member named Milner could reply, Mustang walked over and bowed with a noble salute.

"My beautiful lady, please allow me to express my sincerest apologies. Although those neurotic barbarians are from the same hometown as me, we have no friendship before.

The only reason I went with them was that I borrowed their merchant ship.

If you need me to provide money as compensation, please tell me a number. If you feel that my apology is still a little stiff, I will use the most beautiful poem in the world to praise you, my girl. "

Mustang felt that his eloquence had never been so amazing, and sweet words came out naturally like saliva on the tip of his tongue.

You may have encountered some troubles in the past few days, but at this moment they are all insignificant.

Everything on the island was so peaceful and beautiful, and the suggestion of all this continued to expand as if someone had stuffed the most outstanding paintings in an art gallery into his mind.

"You talk so interestingly. This is the elder of our village. He will introduce everything to you."

The girl was amused by Mustang and giggled. The charm in her eyes made Mustang breathe faster.

"Hello, come and walk around with me first. I'm sure you are very interested in this place." The so-called elder was a middle-aged man with black hair. Although there were wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, he was far from old.

After saying this, he turned around and walked slowly forward, appearing dignified and relaxed.

Mustang felt like he was walking on cotton at this moment, but Pedri, who was in his sturdy body, still remained rational. He did not forget that Captain Barlov from the Ship Graveyard Island had also entered this channel in a canoe.

So... he is also on the island? Or maybe there is another exit on this route, and the two sides are getting farther and farther away.

With a heavy heart, he scanned the island carefully.

He found that the people on the island seemed to be living in a real paradise isolated from the world. Although the people on the terraces were working all the time, Pedri could not see any trace of the hard work and fatigue that ordinary farmers should have.

These people are holding wooden plows and stone hoes. Doesn't this island produce iron tools?

On both sides of the road, he saw clay dolls the size of vases. They were round and had their hands on their stomachs. There were no facial features on the heads of the clay dolls, only a flat circle.

Seeing Captain Pedri stop to watch, the old man leading the way explained:
"This is the god worshipped on our island. The Summer Veil Festival in a few days is also a festival to express gratitude and pray for blessings to the god."

"God, what god?"

Captain Pedri was a devout Pagan under the influence of his mother. He felt uncomfortable hearing that the people on the deserted island believed in paganism.

“Uwe of Rielkos symbolizes prosperity, blessing and eternity.

Our ancestors once lived on the vast continent, but later a devastating judgment disaster occurred there. It was Uwe who blessed us and guided our people to Xiamu Island."

"Prosperity, Blessing, Eternity..."

Captain Pedri muttered softly, and the guide smiled amiably, apparently accustomed to this kind of reaction from outsiders.

As they moved forward, more and more crew members of the Poseidon Shield appeared in front of Captain Pedri.

These rude and violent sailors were now wearing white robes. Some of them were chatting and laughing with the local residents, while others simply picked up the locals' tools and helped them work in the countryside, as docile as sheep.

As they turned a gentle slope, beautiful music and singing reached Captain Pedri's ears.

Looking forward, there is a huge stone square. In the center of the square, several extra-large conical stone slabs form a cone-shaped sculpture.

The boys and girls in the village sat on the ground, eating fruits, enjoying wine, clapping their hands and singing.

The people playing musical instruments were the boilerman, second mate and gunner on their ship. They played the bagpipes and accordion, and exchanged glances with the girls beside them while playing.

"The wind blows through the fields, the streams murmur, the sun kisses the bare shoulders, the girls sing, the boys run, deep in the forest, all things awaken and rejoice.

Guide it into the body, give birth to new life, the cry of females in the mountains is the murmur of love, hand in hand, we dance together, laugh among the flowers and plants, and bathe in the sweet rain.

The moon is low, the stars are shining, the girl opens her heart to welcome the warm wind, the cycle of life, the seeds are buried in the soil, and they bloom like flowers, blending into the night dream.

The red spring water flows through the fields, like the morning light, giving birth to a good harvest. God asked me: "Life needs life, who is willing to turn into the sweetness of the earth?"

The blood is jumping, the shadows are dancing wildly, hand in hand, we return to the belly, the head falls to the ground, the seeds sprout, the bones merge into the soil, nourishing the new flowers. "

At first Captain Pedri thought the singing was innocent and simple, and couldn't help nodding along, but gradually he felt something strange.

It was an indescribable feeling. The originally warm sunshine actually seemed a little cold. Looking at the crew members standing beside him, there was a natural closeness and yearning in their eyes, as if they had already integrated into it and were fascinated by it.

"Old Barry, don't you feel that there is something wrong with this song?"

Captain Pedri asked in a low voice.

"Oh... Oh, it does sound a little weird at first, but when you think about it, they are all unbaptized savages, so it's not strange for them to sing something like this."

Old Barry laughed dryly twice, but the next second his eyes drifted away unconsciously because the girls began to dance around the boulder.

They picked up the unfinished mead and splashed it on each other. The thin clothes stuck to their bodies, making Barry feel hot all over and swallowed obscenely.

The guide, as usual, clapped his hands along with the music, and then continued to lead the crew forward after the girls finished dancing.

"The island seems to have abundant resources."

Captain Pedri flattered him in order to ease the embarrassment.

“Uwe is the god of prosperity. The land on the island is very fertile. As long as we sow seeds in the ground, crops will grow in no time.

You can catch fish and shrimp in the sea, and there are many wild rabbits and deer in the mountains. We will treat you to lunch later."

The power of the gods was just a code name in Pedri's mind, and no one could really bring a bag of gold out of the chapel. But from what the guide said, it seemed that Uwe's power was real.

"It is precisely because Uwe has given us such a wonderful and rich life that we should respect and thank him even more."

The guide stopped to make way for the people in front. They were a group of villagers pushing several wheelbarrows. But what was interesting was that the wheelbarrows were not loaded with fruits and vegetables but several villagers.

They all wore deerskin clothes, wore deer antler crowns on their heads, and held a wooden jar in their hands.

"This is?"

Captain Pedri asked cautiously after the convoy left.

"Uwe has given us eternity, which is a real gift, but as mortals we cannot be ignorant of the value and reproduce recklessly like blind flies."

The guide spread out his palms, and a dragonfly landed on his palms. The guide gently stroked its wings but suddenly clenched his fists, and the dragonfly turned into a pool of meat paste under the huge force.

“So as long as there are newborns, there must be tribesmen returning to the arms of Uwe.

This is both a thank you to Uwe and a timeless way to maintain balance.”

Captain Pedri shuddered. He didn't know whether what the guide said was what he thought or whether it was just a rhetorical exaggeration.

At the end of the road is a huge and strange building. The other houses on the island are built of rocks, but the house in front of him is quite unique. It has wooden doors and windows, tall stone pillars, and what surprised Captain Pedri most is the huge sloping roof.

The fish-scale tiles are made of pure gold and sparkle brightly in the sunlight, making them difficult to look at directly.

"This is their temple filled with gold."

Old Barry's greedy voice rang in Pedri's ears.

(End of this chapter)