The golden light is warm and soft, reflecting the sea surface and reflecting a sparkling wave, the tactful singing is delicate and moving, so that every cell seems to enjoy the bath of nectar, I am completely immersed in the blend of light and sound, close my eyes, experience the feeling of soul sublimation, as if in the pure land of bliss, so quiet, so peaceful.

After a long time, when I opened my eyes again, I saw the blue sky, the white clouds, the sparkling sea, and the traces left by the storm in this peaceful world, only a few broken ships, and the frozen waves more than ten meters high in front of us.

Suddenly there was a slight sound of footsteps below the deck, and the little mermaid princess, who had done our great job, took the lead in coming up from inside, twisting her golden tail in the sunlight, puffing up, and jumping into my arms, "babbling" at me with a bright smile, and the golden tail that kept flicking occasionally slapped past my nose, and I didn't smell the fishy smell at all, but instead there was a strange fragrance.

"Quack-oh-quack-oh-

Behind the little mermaid was the golden dead dog, with two rabbit-long ears flicking, trying to imitate the mighty cry of a dinosaur, and the swaggering gait was as proud as a dragon, but as you can see, it was just a Pekingese dog more than a foot high, a little pitiful worm that had been thrown off a big windmill by a mermaid who was a few sizes smaller.

The dead dog swept past me, ran to the bow of the boat, quacked, quacked, and saw that there was a "huge ice wall" in front of him blocking his view, and he couldn't help but open his teeth and claws, and had the momentum of pounced.

"Xiaofan, has the rain stopped?"

In the end, the sleepy-eyed little ghost floated up directly, rubbed her eyes and asked cutely, she was also the most calm one in the boat except for the little mermaid. Because she could float, the sea didn't pose any threat to her at all, and even if the worst-case scenario was that the ship sank, I think the little ghost would float me to some desert island to stage a Robinson Crusoe, and no one else would live or die. She won't care.

"yes, it's stopped."

I looked around and saw that the ship was riddled with holes in the storm, not to mention that the huge mast had already been swept away by the waves, and that there were many holes in the deck alone, and that the whole ship was at a subtle angle, no different from a filthy and tattered beggar.

Wait, tilt?

Oh no. I hurriedly asked the little ghost to take the little mermaid back to the necklace. Then he struggled to rock and collapsed on the board. Good for a while. He woke up slowly. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a blue sky. Wiped his eyes in disbelief.

"How long have I been asleep. The storm stopped? ”

"Stopped. But now is not the time to be happy. I saw a look of ecstasy on his face. Poured a basin of cold water.

"Hurry up and wake up the other sailors. Mending ships. Otherwise, it will sink. ”

Then. Masif came to his senses. Hurriedly stood up. After stomping with your feet spread out. He is countless times more experienced than me. I immediately understood where we were now. His face couldn't help but change.

"It doesn't matter. It's still too late to tinker. ”

He said that there were still a few days to sail from the halfway point of the harbour of Kurast, and if the ship sank now, all the people would have to feed the fish.

With the two of us working together, the sailors were woken up one by one. After understanding the situation, these sailors did not have time to vent the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, so they immediately went to the ship and began to repair it, and some sailors with good water even jumped into the sea and sank to the bottom of the ship to carry out operations.

Other sailors went to the other two boats to wake up the other sailors, albeit a little late. But let me explain. There were three ships in total, and I was on the three-masted main ship. The other two were smaller, and the sailors of the other two boats were clever in the storm just now, and after I had raised the ice waves, they took refuge behind the main ship, and thus were spared.

Even so, after the ship had been thoroughly repaired, and in the subsequent report of the damage, Masif fell to his knees crying, muttering to the sea, wishing the rest of his dead brothers—the main ship had no casualties thanks to our help, but the other two auxiliary ships were not so lucky, and a quarter of the 253 sailors in it were in it—and 52 sailors had disappeared forever into the storm, all of whom had been traveling with Marsif for several years. It can be said that it is not a brother but it is better than a brother, how can Masif not be sad.

Under the repair of the sailors, three tattered ships full of "patches" staggered forward, because all the masts were broken in the storm, and could no longer sail forward, so the speed of sailing was much slower than before, and the journey of two or three days now took about a week to arrive, if the fleet was still full of vigor and triumph a day ago, then at this moment, these three cargo ships lined up in a zigzag shape in the sunset, moving slowly like snails, has become a hungry old man who has been displaced to escape the famine.

Fortunately, the sea did not give us any test of the fleet, and after six days we finally arrived at the last Midway Island in the harbor of Kurast, and the sailors on the docks of the island could not help but stop to watch as the three battered cargo ships appeared in view, and when our ships arrived at the docks, some experienced sailors came up to help us transfer the wounded on board, and those who were weak and weak were also carefully cared for - this is the unspoken rule of the sailors, No one knows what will happen in the unknown sea, so be kind to those warriors who have escaped from shipwreck, and maybe one day, you will be glad for this unspoken rule.

There were captains who were known to Masif - everyone was engaged in maritime trade, and they had to weigh each other's prices to avoid vicious competition, and most of the captains were connected, and they supported Masif as if he was ten years old, and constantly comforted him, and all of them were warmly cared for, except for my adventure, no way, who told me to be so energetic? And the difference between dignity and inferiority in this world is also relatively obvious. Wouldn't it be boring for those sailors to come up and be scolded for being taken the risk of underestimating themselves?

All but a few sailors in good condition had left to look after the ship, and I followed them and pulled down my cloak from my roof. Disappeared into the crowd.

After resting on the island for two days, I found the reinvigorated Masif, and compensated him for half of the lost cargo, and he was not polite, and after putting it away, told me that the fleet might have to stay on the island for at least a month, and that on the one hand the three ships would have to be greatly renovated, and on the other hand the lost sailors would have to be replenished. If I can't wait, he can introduce another fleet to me.

Spend a month in a place where this bird doesn't poop? Of course not, I didn't think about it and agreed to build it without thinking about it. The next day, he introduced himself to another captain of the fleet, and in the afternoon he bid farewell to the Mašif's fleet and set sail again.

Half a month later, I finally crossed the Twin Seas and entered the inland river, where the dense primeval forests on both sides replaced the vast sea, the humid and sultry climate, and the colorful unknown birds in the forest. Wandering along the shore, watching us with green eyes, and all kinds of predators lurking in the water, I fully appreciated a different kind of atmosphere.

The green grasslands of Camp Rog, the vast deserts of Lugoin, the waves of the Twin Seas, the forests and seas of Kurast, the steel giants of the Demon Fortress, and the icy plateau of Harlogas. Putting other factors aside, it's like experiencing a world tour with different flavors of the Dark Continent.

The day after a day's sailing on the inland river, just as I was falling asleep in a daze, the whole ship suddenly shook slightly, and then stopped, followed by the noise of the docks, and the cheers of the sailors.

Got to Kurast? It should be, the sailors said, if nothing else. You will be able to reach the Craster Harbour this afternoon. I jumped out of bed, excited. I stepped out of the deck, almost suffocating at the smell of damp and stuffy mud, and I narrowed my eyes slightly to take in the scenery.

Forests, swamps, lakes, cities.

This is my first impression of the Kurast harbour, Kane mentioned in the book, the Kurast harbour is built on a huge swamp, in the shallow place with stone platforms, Curast people live on it, the platform is connected to the platform by a wooden bridge, if the distance is also you can choose to take a boat, when I see these materials, the first thing I think of is a famous water city in the world - Venice.

Of course, Curast is far less beautiful than Venice, with black and ugly swamps, muddy rivers and small lakes that make up the colors here.

After bidding farewell to the fleet, I finally stepped on the Kurast harbor, feeling a little excited, looking around, there are some sailors, sweat, or hurry up and leave, you can't experience much of Kurast here.

At the exit of the pier, you can choose between two ways to get around, one is to move from the wooden bridge to the adjacent platform, and the other is to get on the boat that is unique to the area, and you can go wherever you want as long as you have the money.

Undoubtedly, the advantage of the first method is that it is free, while the second is quick and convenient, and most importantly, it can give some people who have no sense of direction peace of mind without worrying about getting lost.

So, naturally, I chose the first option......

I picked up a rough map of Kurast from the dock vendors, and as I stepped on the wooden bridge that connected to the adjacent platform, I generally looked at the map, oh, by the way, this wooden bridge is very strong, but tall barbarians and paladins please pay special attention, it is better to put away your mighty armor and long sword, otherwise......

Well, the side connected to the docks, that is, the western area of Curast, is the trade area, the other three areas are the residential area and the training area, and the middle is an exclusive adventure park, which is similar to the distribution of the Rogue camp, but the terrain here is far more complex than the Rogue camp, because these platforms are built on the raised swamp, so the distribution is not regular. The map of Kurast, which is connected by large and small wooden bridges and arranged in an irregular network, is a more terrifying labyrinth than the cross-roads of Lugoina.

For example, the trade area where I am now is made up of more than a dozen stone platforms, most of which are the size of dozens of football fields, and these platforms are connected to each other. It will constitute a very complex terrain, and even the Kurast people who have lived here for decades will sometimes not believe in taking the wrong path, and as for the settlement area that is dozens of times larger than the trade area, it is even more terrifying.

Luckily, I didn't have to bother memorizing these horrible routes, just a little bit of the atmosphere and memorized the central distribution platform, uh. I'll take a look, in the middle of the adventure area, there is a total of... Two... Three... Four... Eight...... Eleven. Eleven platforms, haha, just eleven platforms, can it be difficult to fall into the uncle?

I'm sorry, I bragged, I was really stumped...... As I walked, I looked at the map, and before I knew it, I had come to a completely unfamiliar place, oh. I'm sorry, I'm wrong, there's no place I'm familiar with here, and it's strange to look at somewhere, but it's safe to say that I'm still in the trade zone, looking at the crowds and vendors around me.

When it comes to forests, the first thing that comes to mind is of course fruits, and if you ask about Kurast's representative specialties. That's all the fruit, from here to transport cheap fruit to Lu Gaoin to sell, it can definitely be a good price, but the preservation of fruit is not easy, whether to spend a lot of money to hire an ice mage to preserve the fruit, or to buy pickled dried fruit, this is indeed a question worth considering, but these have nothing to do with me, looking at a wide variety of low-cost fruits. It occurred to me that the little mermaid and the little ghost were going to have a mouthful. As for the dead dog, it doesn't resist the fruit either. Uh, what a strange dog.

In addition, there are more kinds of jerky on the market, because in the forest, these resources are relatively abundant, and there are all kinds of strange ones, oh oh, this says crocodile jerky, no interest, and python meat, iron-billed lizard meat, King Kong meat, Godzilla meat, white devil meat, ......, all ignore it.

Hey, I just saw something strange, was it my delusion?

Wait, what is this? Red ant meat ...... It has an aphrodisiac effect...... ...... the best gift for my husband, I damn it, this is okay?

After the trade market was an eye-opener, I finally came back to my senses, called a boat, with a shout, the boatman standing at the stern rowed the oars leisurely, the boat broke through the calm water, at a very leisurely pace, an endless stream of boats passed by, the boatmen greeted warmly, the boatmen looked at each other with interest, or looked at the rippling water surface in circles, the simple and plain pace, people unconsciously calmed down.

The boat had crossed the criss-crossing waterways, crossed several lakes, and after about three or two hours, finally came to a stop on a platform on which the constant adventures proved to be the central platform, and after paying the money, as he walked slowly on the platform, he pulled out the animal skin scroll that Akara had given me.

Well, first find an old man named Omas, he is one of the heads of the Kurast Land Adventure Alliance, it is best to meet him first, of course, Kane's cousin, Thorne, is also one of the heads of the Adventure Alliance, he will provide some help during your time in Kurast.

Then again, the Kane family is really everywhere.

I decided to go to the old man named Omars first, which may be rude, but that Thorne must look the same as Kane, like the supporting characters in some underfunded RPGs, the only way to distinguish them is the name on the top of their heads.

Under the guidance of the well-wishers, I quickly found one of the people in charge, but I couldn't immediately muster up the courage to come forward and say hello, how to say, this old man Omars looks really, uh, ......, too much personality.

First of all, the bronzed skin, which is not surprising at all, is tall and thin, which is not to blame, but yes, with that strange robe, and a strange staff in his hand, a bare and round head, and even the eyebrows have been shaved.

Let me tell you what I think in one breath - he is very Indian-looking. And it's a fanatical Indian A-3 who joined a strange religious organization......

Well, standing wasn't the way to go, so I took a few deep breaths and finally mustered up the courage to walk up and speak.

"You're talking to Omars right now."

This Comrade Ah San suddenly turned his head as if he had opened his head behind him. Say before I do.

"I know, I'm Acre......" A cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"This warrior, are you interested in joining a strange organization?"

He held the cane in his hand, oddly carved with a head in the shape of a flat half-burning sun, and then said with his hands outstretched in a reverent gesture.

"No, let's go back and change the person in charge." I muttered, turned around and walked away.

"Boy, you really don't have any sense of humor."

The shoulder was grabbed by a large bronze hand. Omars's voice came.

"Don't make such a bad joke on strangers you've never met."

I shook off the hand from my shoulder and looked back helplessly at the old man with a vulgar and evil taste.

"Hey, I thought it would be a funny young man. I let him go directly to the guò test and use the remote teleportation directly, which is really disappointing to me......"

"......" is speechless.

"......" was silent.

"In that case, you must know who I am." I resisted the urge to rush up and beat this dead Indian Ah San violently, and said through gritted teeth.

"That's right."

"And does Akara's Codex still need it?"

"Of course, maybe you're a projection, oh ......," the old man said a sneering joke that he thought was funny, and then let out a very harsh laugh.

I silently handed the skin scroll that Akara had given me to Omars, and decided to speak less. Keep your distance from this vulgar and funny old man.

As a result, Omars only glanced at the scroll on it, as if it was perfunctory, and then put the scroll away and inserted it into the strap behind his **.

"Okay, I've received the things, welcome, Wu Fan, our little elder. Oh, you're not interested in not joining our organization, but by joining us, you can learn the magic of cursing the people you hate the most to death thousands of miles away? ”

Curse each other to death thousands of miles away? Could it be that there is a new profession or skill that I have changed to a druid that I can still learn? Hearing Ormars say this, I was immediately interested, but I was still a little wary of his previous claims of a "strange organization".

"Oh. It's so magical. Can you explain it to me first? ”

"It's easy." Seeing that I have joined, Omarston has gained momentum. I hurriedly took out a scarecrow out of nowhere.

"See? This is no ordinary scarecrow, but a ground scarecrow made from sun-dried straw......"

Can you tell me what the difference between this and an ordinary scarecrow?

"And ......," Omars continued excitedly, licking Tim's dry lips.

"Just put a part of the body of the person you want to curse, like the head, into the scarecrow, and end up like this......"

He fixed the scarecrow to the wall, took out a nail and a hammer, and the nail viciously struck the scarecrow, and then kept hitting it with the hammer.

"With such perseverance, your enemies will one day be cursed to death by you."

After driving the nail into the three-pointer, Omars seemed to have completed a hard work, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and showed a "hearty" smile after the "exercise".

"Trick-" A basin of water poured down from above, drenching the cool Omars, and then peeking a head out of the window above, and nailed it to the wall of my hotel with a loud curse, don't you understand human speech? ”

I actually believed his words, I am really an idiot, go back to Jianyì Akara and change the person in charge, I turned around and left.

"Wait, little elder, don't do this? Just a joke, don't you think it's funny? Isn't the fatigue of the journey much lighter? Oh yes ...... "Omars, who was drenched, hurriedly stopped me and laughed weirdly.

"Eh, don't worry, don't worry, I'll get down to business, I'll just say it."

Seeing that I was leaving, Omars quickly stopped laughing and said in a loud voice.

"About the ......test of your teleportation of Kurast," Ormars put away the playful look he had just given away. It's easier to get back into the 3 Klux Klan......