Pirate's Nest Order

The quiet port was broken by the noise. Thiago's fleet lowered its sails and lined up in a neat row at the pier. The shouts on the ship and the noise of setting up ladders, the shouts of sailors, and the sounds of unloading cargo were intertwined one after another. Into one piece.

Unloading, loading, and a series of operations were proceeding in an orderly manner, without the need for Tunas to direct. He walked ashore, glanced back at the blurred shadow of the ship near the sea, and grinned.

The ships of those small merchants will not enter the port with them, but will wait until Thiago's fleet unloads the cargo and the whole pier is quiet again, and then they will choose a time to slowly enter the pier and park at a distance from the ship. The teams gathered at a distance, like a group of cowering mice.

The gray haze that lingered in the sky for many years, the mottled and fine sunlight fell through the gaps, and the scattered ash was reflected in the beams of light in the air. Tunas half-closed his eyes and walked towards the small town. Followed by a group of elite sailors, they are the guards of the caravan.

The group of people lined up in two lines casually and passed through the mine. The miners working around them spoke in unnaturally low voices, and occasionally looked over with a layer of fear in their eyes.

The entire Colored Stone Town exists because of the quarry, and the quarry exists because of Thiago. This is like the relationship between the upper and lower levels of the food chain. Once formed, it will naturally implant the awe of the class.

"Go to the hostel."

Tunas said to Black Scorpion Lothar.

This is an old rule. There are three hotels in the town. The guards of their Tiago caravan will occupy one, and some other sailors will stay in the other, and the last one is reserved for those small businessmen.

The rest of the people can only continue to arrange for loading on the ship and also serve as guards.

Tunas took people to the hotel in the center of the town. The sailors will naturally go to the hotel in the east of the city later. In the second half of the day, the small businessmen will collectively go to the hotel in the south of the city. Yaerlin is staying in the hotel in the south of the city. Hostel.

He already knew the information about these routines, from Max.

Chengnan Hotel.

"It's business as usual, don't show your feet." Yarlin said lightly.

Mekes looked at the coldness on the corner of Yarlin's mouth, and nodded hurriedly in agreement with a little shrinking eyes.

Arlin returned upstairs. Two slaves in the room were lying quietly on the bed. He dispersed the other slaves and arranged them in other rooms. He glanced across the room and saw a line of data mapped out. into his pupils.

Bad Slave Bill

Race: Humanoid.

Class: The first level is inferior and cannot evolve.

Mental strength 0

Nerve conduction velocity 3

Bone Hardness 3

muscle activity 3

blood density flow rate 0

Recombinant alienated carbon-based life forms, upright walking amphibious life forms, brainless, the lowest level cannon fodder, without any debugging and cultivation value.

Talent: None.

"." Yaerlin was a little speechless. If all evil slaves are considered cannon fodder, then how should he evaluate his current state?

Well, the average data of Zhan Wu Zha is far less than 5. This is really a worrying thought.

"But what is more noteworthy is the profound meaning revealed by these words, race, class, debugging and training, talent, and evolution."

He seemed to have a vague guess and position about Asturval, or his own future. He slowly walked to the window, his faint eyes looking at the sky through the corner of the curtains, in the gloomy silence. He was looking forward to that day more and more.

"finally reached"

Longbaret stepped on the pier, looking at the lively and lively scene. The cracks on his lips were breathing the taste of greed. In his eyes, what he stepped on was not gravel but an astonishing thing that could make people risk their lives. wealth.

"It is said that greed is hard to satisfy, Kaba, do you think this entire mountain of colored stones can satisfy my greed?" Longbaret and Kaba looked at each other, and they both saw their own greedy looks in each other's eyes.

"Then you have to fill it out first before you know." Kabbah lowered his voice, "I looked carefully and didn't see any trace of the pirate group."

"We have just landed ashore. Even if Tunas wants to take action, he will not do it at this time." Longbarre ordered: "Hey, the guy who betrayed us will soon go to join Tunas, and then we It’s safe for now.”

Longbarre habitually raised his glasses frame and glanced at the merchant ships docked next to him, as well as the merchants who had agreed to form an alliance. An imperceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he whispered: "Look, they can't wait any longer." To be on the safe side, except for you and me, everyone else is staying on the boat, with the sails half lowered, and always on alert. If an accident happens, we must escape as soon as possible."

"Well, I will arrange it." Kaba nodded and walked over to whisper to his crew and sailors. There are not many sailors on the Sea Shark. After removing him and Lombaret, all that is left There are 11 people, but these people have fought the storm and blood rain with them, they have all experienced the test of blood, and they can be completely trusted.

While Kaba was making arrangements, Longbaret walked over to the other businessmen, each with a smile on their face and a hidden deep understanding in their eyes. When each other's eyes met, they would reveal a tacit smile.

"Where's Mr. Lang Shi?"

"Come on, come on. There was some delay on the ship. It has been taken care of."

"Then let's go. We'll go to the hotel in the south of the city as usual."

Longbaret looked at Lang Shi very naturally, with a sincere smile on his face, and then the group of people walked towards the Chengnan Hotel.

There are personnel on board each merchant ship. Needless to say, there are a total of six merchants and the accompanying confidants, about 25 people. Looking from the small streets in the town, it seems to be a dark place.

On the third floor, half of Yaerlin's face was covered by the curtains. He looked at the crowds who kept coming towards the hotel, and looked back and forth with hesitant eyes. Observe the expression on everyone's face.

Soon, his eyes were fixed on one of the men wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He had cold-lined cheeks, a square beard on his chin, and narrow eyes that could not be concealed even through lenses. There is a burst of ambition in the room, and he is fundamentally different from the businessmen around him who are also greedy but cowardly.

It's like a wolf mixed into a group of huskies. On the surface, they seem to be two closely related creatures, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that the latter can easily bite the former to death.

"Longbaret" Yaerlin read the name silently and closed the curtains.

At the same time, Longbaret felt an inexplicable chill in his heart. He looked up in surprise. He felt as if a hidden gaze was peering at him just now, with deep malice.