The sea is calm and blue, like a huge jewel.

Storm Harbor wins the busiest time of the day.

The sound of selling, the sound of bargaining, and the sound of pedestrians rubbing shoulders together form a very hot and lively scene.

Although two nights ago, the most eye-catching building in the Storm Harbor Situation, something must have happened to the Wind Turbine Authority.

It was a clear night, with a gentle night breeze, and under a round of bright moonlight, the sound of hundreds of people fleeing for their lives was blocked by the high wall, and finally only a mixed and subtle sound was heard. Low, chaotic, painful, as if a mysterious and distant hell is approaching.

What really makes people sit on the edge is not the background murmur, but a mysterious voice that stands above all else. It's like the wind roaring and the devil laughing.

When the terrifying sound had just stopped and people could finally catch their breath, the sound of landslides and cracks exploded.

Eventually, everything was silent. The deathly silence was all the more chilling.

When the moon slowly sinks and the sun rises. Through the bright sunlight, people found that the golden wind turbine in the past seemed to be in trouble, and what was left in the sunlight was clearly a broken shell. It's like a beautiful butterfly has broken out of its cocoon and disappeared from the wind turbine. And this huge institution, once a combination of power and rules, is now a cocoon that no one cares about.

But even this cocoon stood in the middle of the Stormy Harbour with the majesty of its former majesty, and few people dared to really approach it.

Of course, there will always be a few daring people who will try to find out in the end. When they returned safely, they refused to talk about the specifics of the Wind Turbine Bureau, but the panic in their eyes was palpable.

The Wind Turbine was destroyed.

This is the phrase they say the most.

But it didn't take long for people to realize that whatever happened in the Wind Rush that night seemed to have nothing to do with their lives.

So, just two days later, the market was lively again.

The port is full of goods and merchant ships. On the open sea, large areas of fishing boats are also hard at work. In the market, businessmen and pedestrians are living their lives on a budget. At this time, the Wind Turbine Management Bureau is no longer in the spotlight, and no one cares about it. It has become a backdrop completely, like a relic from an ancient period.

But a few guys who liked to be in the limelight and had nothing to do gathered in front of a booth, and chatted loudly as if others didn't know.

The stall owner was a chubby Gollum man with a gray turban and a big grin on a fishy futon.

Today, his business is doing so well that all the fish in his stall have been swept away. Recently, for some unknown reason, there seems to be an increase in fish. According to the fishermen, the fish were very good on these two days. You don't have to deliberately look for a place at all, you will always get a lot of rewards if you go online. As a result, the current fish is not only cheap but also exceptionally fresh. Sales are also booming.

No, in just an hour, all the fish of the stall owner was sold.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and there is a warm sun on their heads, and the stall owner doesn't want to just call it a day and go home. So, while thinking about buying more goods tomorrow, he shouted like a sell.

"Do you all know? There is no one left in the Wind Turbine Authority now. ”

His words quickly attracted the attention of two people who were also idle.

These are also two Gollum people, tall and large, with fancy turbans wrapped around their heads. They hooked their shoulders and wandered aimlessly through the bustling market.

At this moment, the two of them had just walked up to the stall owner, and immediately stopped as if they had discovered something interesting.

"Oh? No one left? One of them slowly crouched down in front of the stall, raised his eyebrows defiantly and said, "How do you know?" ”

"Me? Of course it's ......" the stall owner wanted to say, of course he heard about it.

But at this moment, the sunlight just shone on the face of the person who squatted down, revealing every detail of his face. It was clearly a mocking face. With three points of disdain, three points of arrogance, and three points of defiance.

This expression immediately angered the stall owner.

Hmph, the stall owner laughed, these two people were clearly here to have fun. It just so happens that Uncle Ben will entertain you.

"I," said the stall owner, raising an eyebrow as well, "of course I saw it with my own eyes!" ”

This sentence immediately attracted the attention of several people around, and several pedestrians stopped one after another, looking at the stall owner nervously and excitedly.

"Oh? See it with your own eyes? The man who was squatting on the ground pulled out a piece of green grass out of nowhere and slowly latched it into his mouth.

At this moment, the stall owner found himself in the center of attention, and he suddenly had a feeling that it was difficult to ride a tiger.

"When, of course." The stall owner worked very hard to make his face look more believable.

"And what did you see?" The man squatting on the ground asked as he chewed the grass in his mouth slightly.

"What do you see?" The stall owner began to struggle to recall what he had heard in the past two days.

Everyone around was waiting quietly.

"The huge Wind Turbine is in tatters." The stall owner finally uttered the first words.

But this is a well-known saying, and you don't even need to go to the inside of the Wind Turbine Authority in person, and you will see it at a glance from a distance.

Sure enough, this sentence cost him two listeners at once.

The two pedestrians shook their heads lightly and walked away silently as if disappointed.

"Hey," the stall owner, who had just become the center of attention, became anxious, and stretched his hands forward, "Listen to me, I've really been to the Wind Turbine Bureau. ”

"Well," said the man who was squatting on the ground, "poofing, and then said, "Tell me what we don't know, what is the inside of the Wind Turbine Authority?" ”

At this moment, counting the stall owners and pedestrians around, there are already more than a dozen people. They were clearly interested in the topic, and they were all staring at the stall owner's face motionlessly.

The stall owner instantly felt like a person performing on a flyover. Whether or not you can successfully attract the audience depends on whether the opening few sentences are attractive enough.

And the sentence just now was obviously not very interesting, so two people left. Now, it's a second chance that God has given you.

The stall owner was eager to take advantage of the opportunity, so he began to think hard.

"Inside, inside it's all collapsed."

"Do you still have to say that?" A pedestrian muttered quietly.

Sure enough, this is still a very meaningless sentence.

"Poof, poof." The crouching guy on the ground spat out all the grass in his mouth, "What else?" ”

The stall owner looked at the dozen or so faces surrounding him, and was surprised to find that the expression on each face was different.

Some with anticipation, some with mockery, some with nervous faces, some with expressionless faces. Some are obviously boring, while others just stop with the mood to watch the excitement.

The stall owner decided to teach these bored people a good lesson. So he combined his chaotic hearsay with his own unbridled imagination.

"That's a pretty amazing picture." The expression on the stall owner's face changed, and his spirit gradually brightened, "You haven't been inside, and you can't guess that kind of picture just by observing the outside." ”

This is quite an attractive phrase.

Sure enough, the stall owner found that he was listening to a lot.

"So what does it look like?" The man crouching on the ground asked with a grin.

"The Storm Turbine is like a hollowed-out eggshell." "Of course, this eggshell has no roof, and it looks like ruins and ruins everywhere. ”

"Ahh

There was an exclamation from the crowd, and the stall owner suddenly noticed that not only were there more faces around him, but his expressions were also changing in the same direction.

There is more and more attention and surprise, and less and less senselessness and ridicule.

This was the effect the stall owner wanted, so he imagined it even more boldly.

"Although the Wind Turbine looks empty, like an abandoned ancient battlefield. But it's not like there's no one here. The stall owner blinked and continued, "On the contrary, there are a lot of people here. ”

"Lots of people?"

"What do you mean?"

"How can there be so many people in that building?"

"It's hard to do it, they're all hiding underground."

There was a lot of talk all around, and more and more people started to join in. The unobstructed avenue began to get crowded.

"Underneath a few pieces of broken rubble, I saw something." The stall owner paused as he spoke, waiting for the most opportune moment.

Sure enough, there was a look of anticipation in every pair of eyes.

"Skulls." "A smashed head." He died horribly. ”

"Ahh There was another exclamation from the crowd, but it was quickly drowned out by questioning voices.

"Dead man, it's not a big deal."

"Yes, that night, there were constant terrifying sounds in the Wind Turbine Bureau, as if there had been an earthquake. It's not a big deal to die a few people. ”

"It's normal for the building to collapse like this, and it's normal for unlucky people to be stoned to death."

Just as the crowd began to clamor, the stall owner continued his compilation journey.

"You're wrong."

These four words immediately quieted the crowd.

"It's not a dead person." The stall owner continued, "Through this bare head, I began to look closely and try to lift every brick I could. Eventually, I discovered that there were a large number of dead bodies buried under every piece of ruins. Do you know why? That's because everyone in the Storm Authority is dead, and they're all gone, along with this once magnificent structure! ”

"Ahh

"Oh my God."

Exclamations came and went, flooding this little corner like a tide.