Chapter 122: The New World

Because the crew was very drunk, they had to let them sleep for a day, and only on the third day did they go to sea without any problems.

However, there are also benefits, Jenas overhauled the entire ship, eliminating many hidden dangers.

Set sail and prepare the fully prepared "Legend" to sail to the New World.

It was getting late, and the setting sun reflected the sea in orange, and the fiery clouds on the horizon were connected.

In the middle of the beach and the jungle, a village of large and small thatched huts seems peaceful and peaceful.

In front of the thatched hut in the center of the village, the village chief, Haka, is sitting on the ground, enjoying the cool sea breeze.

His wife, Mana, a 15-year-old daughter of a former village chief, is breastfeeding their second child.

A servant was boiling dinner in the clearing, the aroma of which was spreading to the surroundings with the plucking of sticks, and everything seemed so pleasant.

Haka watched with satisfaction, and since taking over as village chief, he has led his people to the sea.

Although life by the sea was far less convenient and comfortable than in the jungle, it avoided wars and vendettas, as well as the oppression of large tribes.

Haka is not obsessed with occupying the Central Valley and becoming the master of Lake Texcoco, as the leaders of the great tribes do.

He just wanted his people to live a peaceful and peaceful life, away from fighting and blood sacrifices.

"Chief, there's a big ship on the sea!" There was still shock and a little fear on the faces of those who came to report the news.

"How big is the ship?" Haka asked.

"Their mast is as tall as a coconut tree." In order to show his words, the messenger also gestured to the coconut tree next to him.

"The rain god is on top, what a big ship it is. Take me to see it. Haka sighed.

The messenger was about to lead the way, but Haka stopped him, "Give me the direction only, and then let the men come with their weapons, and let the women and children retreat into the jungle first." ”

"Yes, Chief." The messenger pointed in the direction and hurriedly ran to inform the villagers.

Haka slowly walked to the beach, and the men of the village rushed over with weapons.

So when Raphael and the others got off the boat, they saw a group of comedians who seemed to have let themselves go as makeup artists.

Their attire was very strange to Raphael, with holes in their nostrils, ears, and lips, and ornaments such as feathers, bone tools, and jade rings.

The face and body are painted in black, white, yellow and blue colored clay to create some strange patterns.

They carried sharpened sticks, sharp stones, and simple wooden bows, and had nothing to show on them except for gold and silver jewelry.

Raphael had never come into contact with such a primitive race, and was a little stunned for a while.

The chieftain Haka was even more shocked, the ship as big as a city was beyond his imagination, and the few people in front of him who were sticking out their heads to watch the excitement made his legs tremble.

So tall, so majestic, the white skin reflected a dazzling light in the setting sun, like a god descending to earth.

"Great gods, your servants kneel to welcome you." Haka knelt down first, his head pressed against the ground, and the villagers around him followed suit.

When Raphael passed through such a scene, he was at a loss, and he wanted to reach out and help him up, but he was afraid of causing a misunderstanding, because he didn't know what Haka had just said.

He looked at Liu Zheng pleadingly, and the latter could only shrug his shoulders, because he didn't understand either.

The automatic translation of "Secret Keeper" is not unlimited, except that the language of the starting point of the mission is the mother tongue by default, the greater the difference, the worse the translation effect of the language with higher difficulty.

Indigenous languages like the New World can only be understood after at least a period of familiarity.

Seeing that Liu Zheng had no choice, Raphael had no choice but to stand there and accept the bowing until the natives stood up on their own.

Then the two sides fell into a mysterious silence, and the two groups of people stared at each other but did not know what to do, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while.

"Why don't you try to change something?" The well-informed pirate Jack made a suggestion.

Raphael suddenly realized, and hurriedly had a bucket of moldy water and some bacon down.

He pointed to the greened water, shook his head, made another gesture to drink, and handed the bacon to Haka.

Haka took the bacon in trepidation, still standing still in confusion.

"You can't perform this way, you might as well be a third-rate clown on the street, look at me." Jack volunteered to push Raphael aside.

In order to show the spirit of the navigator and make a good impression on the natives, all the crew members were ordered to cut and shave, and several of the main members of the crew were given a good bath.

Although Jack is a little sloppy, his foundation is still very good, and he can be called a gloomy handsome guy after tidying up.

I saw the handsome guy Jack first hold a handful of water from the bucket, pretending to drink it, and then pretending to spit it out, and making a "babaa" sound in his mouth.

There is still a hint of discomfort in his disgusted expression, and his acting skills far surpass Raphael, and he has reached the level of a third-rate theater.

Haka understood, said something like, "Wait a minute," and waved the villagers back to the village.

After a while, several villagers returned, each with a clay pot filled with water.

Haka took a clay pot, hunched over, raised his hands above his head, and respectfully handed it to Jack.

Jack took the clay pot with a big grin, poured it violently, and the cool spring water ran down his throat to his abdomen, making him let out a beautiful "ah".

As long as they are humans, happy expressions are always the same, and Hakka can see that this "god" is obviously very satisfied, and his heart is also very happy, and he hurriedly asks the other villagers to serve the clay pot as well.

Raphael and the others also took the clay pot and took a sip, smiling with satisfaction and gratitude to the natives.

After this round of exchanges, the atmosphere of both sides is a lot more relaxed.

Hakka rolled his eyes, pointed in the direction of the village, and made a gesture that meant to invite them to the village.

Raphael, of course, will not refuse, but there is still something to be done before.

He told the others to wait where they were, and he and Liu Zheng returned to the ship.

Looking at the sailors who were a little eager to try, Raphael showed a rare serious expression.

He said in a deep voice, "I know what you are thinking, and I know what you want. I vouch for the Castello family, and I will bring you enough wealth, but you must act under my command. Anyone who dares to do his own thing is my enemy. ”

Liu Zheng pulled out the boy cut at the right time, and with a flash of the knife, an empty bucket was cut in half diagonally, and the upper body slipped off, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror.

"And my sword will slay all enemies for the captain." His tone was as cold as a sword.

The sailors, who were originally a little excited, calmed down as if they had been splashed with cold water on their heads, and nodded frantically to show that they completely understood.

These sailors were originally carefully selected sons of good families, and none of them had ever committed adultery, at most they heard the rumors of some colonists making a fortune, and there was some commotion in their hearts.

was so shocked by Raphael and Liu Zheng that his careful thoughts were put away.

Anyway, since Raphael has promised, with the financial resources of the Castello family, even if there is no benefit from this trip, he will make up for them when he goes back.

Having dealt with the sailors who might cause trouble, all the crew except those who stayed behind followed Haka to their village.

Hakka had some mats made of grass and leaves and put them on the ground and invited them to sit down.

Then they sent someone into the jungle and called the women and the children back.

The indigenous women looked much more normal, with hairstyles similar to those of modern humans, some cut into short patchwork with stone tools, and others braided into long braids.

Their faces were also painted with oil paint, but not as exaggerated as the men, just embellished with some paint, and they could still see their original appearances.