Pirate's Nest Order

The entire quarry town is built on the mountain, and the colorful ores are distributed in the open air, distributed among the black rock mass, just like a bowl of oil paint accidentally poured on a splash-ink painting, with bright and messy colors dotted everywhere, and the afterglow of the evening falls, the whole The mountains reflect a gorgeous glow.

The Colored Stone Mountain is open, and Yarlin is standing on a small hill next to it and looking into the distance. The densely packed workers are like ants carrying a dense ore on the southwest side.

An excavator made of steel was like a devouring monster, making a rumbling sound. Thick black smoke and water vapor erupted from the top of its head. The exposed mechanical chains were rotating crazily, and the huge steel arms were connected with heavy hammers. His head was smashed into the mine pit, and the miners around him were carrying sacks and woven baskets, picking up the ore and moving it towards the dock.

"A machine powered by a steam engine." Yaerlin squinted his eyes. Viewing from a distance prevented him from making an accurate judgment, but from the steaming water vapor above the big guy's head, he had some vague guesses in his mind.

Putting aside the speculation in his mind, Yaerlin looked at the piles of ore at the foot of the mountain. There was another simple warehouse. Facing the warehouse not far away was the suddenly clear coast. A row of rows of buildings were built on the coast. Pier for mooring boats.

The sea is calm now, but Yarlin seems to have seen a row of ships approaching slowly, the shadows of the mast sails shrouded in the sea seem to be quietly swallowing the entire coast.

Looking back, Yarlin picked up a few pieces of red and blue colored stones, rubbed his fingers lightly on the stones, the stones were rough in texture, with a layer of fine particles on the surface, and some of the fine powder fell off quickly with his fingertips. Blown up into the sky by the wind.

The air is filled with fine sand and dust, and the clouds on the top of the mountain are shrouded in a layer of faint gray mist all year round. Through the hazy clouds looming through the gray mist, rounds of heavy rain are brewing.

Although he only stayed in this quarry town for a week, Yarlin has already experienced three heavy rains. Such frequent rainfall and terrifying rainfall are a little exaggerated even for the islands facing the sea.

However, this is the norm in Colored Stone Town.

The leaden clouds cut through the dazzling lightning, and the fine raindrops formed a curtain of rain on the mountain. Arlin held up the black umbrella that he had prepared and walked slowly down the mountain.

Most of the men worked in the mines, and the town looked deserted under the rain. A few children playing quickly went home to take shelter from the rain. As Yaerin walked, he thought about the news he had gathered in the past few days.

"The Thiago Chamber of Commerce, a maritime caravan spanning thousands of miles across the sea, is even rumored to have come here from the Great Channel, which is the most chaotic and dangerous sea area in the world. In the same way, it is also the most powerful sea ​​area; in comparison, the East China Sea below is the most barren and weak sea area. For example, it is like a city person running all the way to the countryside thousands of miles away, and still enjoying it, there must be a problem. .”

The footsteps made a "tapping" sound as he walked on the rainy ground. Yaerlin habitually touched his left eyelid. The drooping and sparse crow's feet at the corners of his eyes gave him a calm and mature charm.

"The problem is obviously that these colored stones contain either amazing profits or hidden secrets. No matter what, the Thiago Chamber of Commerce will carefully protect this place."

This is not Yaerlin's wild speculation. As a former smuggling tycoon, drug lord and warlord, he imagined what he would do if he discovered a secret gold mine.

"Heavy troop blockade, secret mining, killing and silencing" just for a moment, countless poisonous plots came to mind, and Yaerlin's face suddenly darkened.

In his own way, Yarlin couldn't imagine that the Tiago Chamber of Commerce, which can cross the ocean, would play the innocent role of "Little White Rabbit". In fact, Yarlin had already discovered some dangerous clues in this small town.

First of all, there was this island. He didn't find any sea-going ship on the coast, let alone a sea-going ship. He didn't even find a sampan. It was as if the people in this town had never thought of going to sea on their own. Are you kidding me? This is the age of sailing for great pirates. Going to sea should be the mainstream voice in this world. Secondly, there are unguarded mines, which is contrary to common sense. What is the difference between this and opening the door to welcome thieves? Finally, there is the hotel in the town. Well, it is understood that this town has no outsiders all year round, but it has been operating three hotels. Except for the arrival of people from the Chamber of Commerce at the end of each month, it remains empty at other times and loses money. What a spirit.

Yaerlin sighed softly. He was not interested in the stone in his hand at all, and he had no ill intentions towards the Tiago Chamber of Commerce. He just wanted to ride a smooth sailing, but I'm afraid the attitude of the Tiago Chamber of Commerce would not be the same. So friendly.

He bought a bunch of food at the restaurant as usual and went back to the hotel. In the empty and desolate hotel, the old man was resting his drowsy head on the wooden table in front of him, looking at Yarlin with cloudy eyes. , and then looked away, behind the cover of the wooden table, he was holding a cold razor in his skinny hand that looked like chicken feet.

The razor is narrow and flat, and the bandage wrapped around the handle is bright red, stained with the blood of many innocent people.

Yaerlin and the boss looked at each other and greeted each other, turned their backs to each other unsuspectingly, and walked upstairs slowly, "Boss, this staircase needs to be repaired."

The damp stairs made a "crunching" sound, as if they would break apart in the next moment. Arlin stood on the stairs and turned around and said.

"Ah, it rains every day. It can't be repaired." The old man said perfunctorily in a vague voice.

Innermost on the third floor.

Yarlin knocked on the door next door, and it was Fick who opened the door. William was not in the house. He handed over a bag of food, and then instructed in a hoarse voice: "Go to bed early, there is work to do tonight."

Fick received the food, nodded and closed the door.

After unlocking the door and pushing the door open, seven skinny men sat side by side on the edge of the bed and on the floor, with their backs facing the window and a dull look in their eyes.

"Rain, no sun."

Arlin threw the food on the ground, then closed the curtains. Seven transformers formed a circle behind him, and a strange "sucking" sound sounded in the room.

Like a mummy that has been sucked dry, a thin layer of skin hangs on the outside, and the flesh and blood inside has long been drained. Through the skin, you can already see bunches of black silk threads supporting the torso without falling apart. The slender frame was full of pits and unevenness, as if it would all shatter into powdery residue in the next second.

Ya'erlin stared coldly, and a line of handwriting appeared on his retina strangely. He wanted to chat with more like-minded people about the Order of the Pirate Nest. Follow "Hot Internet Articles or" on WeChat to chat with more book friends. favorite books