When Jiang Feng returned to the Governor's Palace, a banquet was being held here. On the one hand, it is to celebrate the victory of the war, and on the other hand, it is to comfort the souls of the victims.

According to the tradition of the Rick Kingdom, the dead should be buried so that the soul can rest forever. However, in order to prevent the plague and prevent the resurrection of the undead, Sheriff Connie had to order that all corpses be cremated, so that Chaos would not be given any chance.

Regarding how the banquet comforted the souls of the dead, this Jiang Feng had no way of knowing, although he received the invitation, he was not in the mood to participate in the banquet now, so he politely declined the invitation to the banquet.

Expressing his understanding of Jiang Feng's choice, Connie instructed the servant to bring the food to his and Xiaobai's rooms.

Xiaobai, who slept all day, woke up like a hungry lion, and ate four kilograms of crocodile meat in a row before he touched his round stomach and lay down.

Jiang Feng also ate a crocodile tail steak in moderation, and now the effect of crocodile meat on improving his physical fitness is getting weaker and weaker, and it is no longer as obvious as when he first came to this planet, and his interest in this ingredient has also weakened a lot.

"Sure enough, I still miss the food of the Federation."

With such a sigh of emotion, Jiang Feng wiped his mouth with a cloth and ordered the servants of the Governor's Mansion to take away the plates. Seeing that it was still a moment before it was completely dark, he threw the servant a silver coin, and told him to go to the harbor and find his agent, Du Wei.

……

"Honorable Wizard, I heard that you have something to do with me?"

didn't let Jiang Feng wait long, when he learned that the wizard wanted to see him, Du Wei rushed to the Governor's Mansion almost immediately and appeared in front of Jiang Feng.

"I'm going to renovate Baron Fred's manor, I don't need to renovate it too much, just as it was, can you help me calculate how much it will cost?"

Hearing Jiang Feng's inquiry, Du Wei thought for a moment and quickly replied.

"If you don't count the artworks destroyed in the fire, it would cost about half a million UBS to repair the main building and the wings...... However, if you want to start construction in the near future, it may be a little difficult. ”

"Why?" Jiang Feng asked.

"The marble in Port Servit is basically imported from Silvermoon Bay, but it has been a long time since there have been merchant ships coming from the Rick Kingdom." Du Wei said with a slightly embarrassed face.

"I know," nodding thoughtfully, Jiang Feng continued, "Then there's no rush in advance, you go and do two things for me first." ”

"Baron Fred's assets in Port Servette have now been transferred to my name, and I hope you can help me count them within two days."

"It's easy, it doesn't take two days at all, half a day is enough for me." Du Wei had an immodest smile on his face.

Hearing this Mr. Agent's affirmative tone, Jiang Feng couldn't help but nodded. The reason why he said within two days was because he would probably stay in the port of Servit for such a long time, and it would be better if he could do it in half a day.

After a pause, Jiang Feng continued.

"The second thing, I hope you can accept this thing," Jiang Feng said, placing a silver card and a metal rod the thickness of a toothpick on the table, "If something interesting happens in the port of Savit, or if you hear any interesting rumors from the sailors, you can write it and tell me." No matter how big or small, I want you to report back to me at least a few times a week. ”

Taking the silver card from Jiang Feng's hand, Du Wei's expression suddenly became serious, and he carefully held it in the palm of his hand and asked in a trembling voice.

"What is this thing?"

“…… A communication tool, or you can think of it as an alchemical tool that can communicate to me. Jiang Feng taught Du Wei how to use the card in a language that even the natives could understand, and at the same time took a metal stick the thickness of a toothpick, wrote and drew a few lines on it in front of him, and demonstrated it to him on the spot.

Whether it is the smooth material or the unique shape, it has brought a great impact to Du Wei's soul. Especially when he saw that the lines of faintly fluorescent words were outlined by the almost featureless "toothpick", and his eyes were almost bulging.

As Jiang Feng's index finger tapped on the lower right corner of the silver card, the lines of words that had been stranded on the card slowly disappeared in front of his eyes as if they had been erased by some unknown force.

Coming back from his stunned state, Du Wei hurriedly asked.

"Where's the word?"

"It's been sent to me." Jiang Feng's index finger pointed to the lower right corner of the card, "Every time you finish writing a text message that needs to be reported to me, remember to press this button in the lower right corner." If you can't write, leave it in the sun for a few hours. Now the pen is given to you, you come and try once. ”

After letting Du Wei try a few times and confirming that this aboriginal had thoroughly appreciated the convenience of technology, Jiang Feng then told him that not only could he report to him when he heard interesting rumors, but he could also send him a text message through this card when he needed to contact him. After receiving the text message, Jiang Feng will reply through this card.

After being completely familiar with the usage of this thing, the agent couldn't help but sigh vigorously.

"My lord, this thing is so convenient."

"You'll see more and more convenient things later."

The real name of this thing is actually called "messenger", and it is usually used to distribute spare parts to the expedition team to record abnormal data, in case the brain is unusable, the communication equipment is damaged, etc., it is not a clever technology for the Federation, so Jiang Feng has no interest in listening to the aborigines' sycophants.

Looking out the window and seeing that it was not early, Jiang Feng then explained a few things to Du Wei, such as sealing off the baron's manor, moving the collections in the collection hall to the warehouse in the port, and so on. When he had made these things clear, he let him go back with the messenger.

……

While the people of the Doge's Palace were drinking the wine of victory, about twenty nautical miles from the port of Sevit, a brig with a broken mainmast was engaged in a fierce struggle with the storm.

The sailors, with their hands and feet, scurried up and down the nets made of hemp rope, risking being swept into the sea by the strong winds, desperately straining the sails to save the last mast.

"Move fast! Put the sails away! Fast! ”

The rain washed over the stiff face, and the captain roared with all his might, but in the sea of lightning and thunder, it was as fragile as a flickering candle flame, as if it would be swallowed up by the roaring storm at any moment.

Rumble!

A silver serpent flew through the sky, and the sound of rolling thunder rang out.

The ship's passengers shuddered in the cabins below deck, praying to the gods. In the face of irresistible natural disasters, they could do nothing but pray, knowing nothing about navigation.

"We'll be there, we'll get to the port of Sevit safely, where there's a sweet nongba soup, and everything will start again......"

Holding the young wife, the man's five fingers ran through her long hair, comforting him with a trembling voice.

Awakened by the jolting of the cabin, the baby in the woman's arms let out a babbling cry. In this dead cabin, the cry was like a funeral bell, which added a bit of gloom to everyone's panic.

Sitting alone in the corner of the cabin, curled up in a thin single coat, the little girl trembling in her knees. Compared to the refugees from the Rick Kingdom around her, her pitch-black hair and slightly fair complexion made her look like a foreigner.

It's just that in such a depressing environment, everyone is too busy to take care of themselves, and no one notices her side at all.

But if you stand in front of her, through the lilac starry eyes, you can see that her demeanor is obviously different from the refugees around her.

Behind the panic, there was more of a bewildered blankness.

In a language that no one understood, she looked blankly around the dimly lit cabin, muttering as if whispering.

"Here...... Where exactly? ”