Last night, Fang Yan thought about it for a long time, and then finally, with the help of Nuwa, made a fairly rigorous plan.

First of all, there is a big premise, no matter what happens in the remaining days, set aside 3 days in advance for the sea close to the modern Yanar Islands.

And this requires buying or renting a larger boat, otherwise, if you only rely on a single kayak in your backpack, you may not know how to die when the time comes......

But at the same time, you must also have the worst plan, that is, when you are completely unable to communicate with the natives of this world, you can quietly be a beautiful man and return to the city on this island.

In the middle of the 5 days, although you can move freely, you must also be careful and be alert to anything that may be threatening.

After all, people stumble, horses stumble......

Fang Yan thought, stuffing the last thing he had placed next to him into the big backpack, and then carrying it on his back.

Greeting the warm sunlight, he lifted his steps and walked unhurriedly towards the city marked yesterday......

……

Three poles on the sun,

The coastal city of Ciudad Monte has finally welcomed a special guest.

But the way it treats this guest is not very friendly......

The spear had been tightly grasped by the guards, and his eyes were full of distrust of the dialect, as if if the dialect would stab him directly if he made any move.

The bird language, still incomprehensible, did not open his mouth, but pointed to the position of his mouth, and then spread his hands, indicating that he could not speak.

The dark red color on the stone brick floor seemed to indicate the danger of this place, Fang Yan looked at it, pursed his lips, and touched a small piece of gold from the small backpack he was carrying.

He shook it at the guard, and sure enough, the moment he took out the gold, the guard's eyes instantly focused on Fang Yan's hand.

It seems that gold is also a relatively valuable thing in this era!

Thinking about it, Fang Yan threw the gold at the guards, and walked straight into the city......

The whole city is inclined to the Western world in the Middle Ages, but the people here seem to be very obsessed with the circle, whether it is the layout of the whole city or the ordinary houses, they all show a kind of roundness.

At the same time, the graceful tone I heard yesterday at the ruins of the city has become clearer and more elegant at the city level, adding a bit of a different flavor to this city that tends to be in the style of the Middle Ages......

Blacksmiths, restaurants, taverns, hawkers......

The power armor of the dialect still succeeded in attracting people's attention, and the habit of watching the excitement would exist there, but the people here were just pointing and talking softly, and of course, the vigilant eyes of the guards were indispensable.

The overall appearance of the race is biased towards Western Europeans, with black hair and golden retrievers being the mainstream hair color, while skin color is dominated by whites and mixed with some black races.

Without much contact with them, and after discovering that the vendors around them were not selling maps, Fang Yan walked straight to the docks, which is the busiest part of Monte City.

……

"Spanish colonial ships during the Great Voyage?"

Fang Yan muttered softly, keeping the boat below, and nodded.

The general structure of the ship is still wooden, but it is also covered with a layer of iron sheets, and the defensive weapons are the kind of artillery of ancient times, although ancient, it still exudes a hideous atmosphere.

The sea breeze is still the main source of power, which can be seen through the wide open sails, with the scorching sun above and the sparkling sea below, it looks particularly beautiful and majestic.

Without further hesitation, Fang Yan watched a big man who seemed to be in charge walk over, and then patted him on the shoulder.

"Department of excavators, Sara still hisses?"

A series of bird words quickly came out of Bagmu's mouth, and when he turned around, he was also stunned for a moment when he looked at the iron man in front of him, and then immediately turned his head and ordered the next voyage.

"Can you understand me?"

“Di you understand what……”

Looking at Bagmu with a confused face, the words of the dialect stopped instantly, and then patted his head,

"Wash in the nest, kava, wash yourself! (Okay, if you have something, don't disturb the labor-management sailing!) ）”

Bagmu said impatiently, looking at the non-speaking dialect and turning towards his boat.

"Wait!"

The forward body slammed suddenly, and then, a strong force made Bagmu involuntarily turn his body.

"Kosa! (Coming)"

Bagmu shouted, and for a while, almost all the people on the dock looked over, and then silently took out the tools placed next to him and surrounded them.

Fang Yan looked at it, took out a piece of gold from his bag and lit it up, and then took it back, slightly revealing the bag of gold left in the backpack, Bagmu immediately raised his hand and shook his head at the worker, and the crowd that had just been surrounded slowly dispersed.

"Let's go this way, let's talk somewhere else......"

As he spoke, Bagmu made a gesture of invitation to the dialect, and finally made a gesture that the dialect could understand.

Nodding, Fang Yan followed Bagmu forward.

A thinner boy glanced at it quietly, and then quickly withdrew his eyes, and his body trembled involuntarily, as if he remembered something terrible......

……

It was a simple room, and after entering, Bagmu poured two glasses of water, then handed them to Fang Yan, and after making a gesture of invitation, he sat down on the chair.

From the very beginning of his contact to the present, Bagmu has had several speculations that this person is either a fool with a lot of wealth, or a wanderer who does not know where he came from and does not speak Atlantea.

But no matter what you do, the gold must be your own, the difference is whether you want to do business formally or not.

Bagmu thought, looking at the person in front of him without changing his face, the strange face that emerged from under the steel.

Without speaking, Fang Yan took out the map he had drawn last night from his backpack with a smile, as well as a small piece of gold.

On the map, only the island he was on now, and the area next to it was covered with big question marks, and the dialect pointed to the circle, then to the ground, and finally to the map, and then pushed the gold over.

Bagger looked at the movement of the dialect, thought for a moment, and did not accept the gold directly, but took out a map from a cabinet, pointed to a point on it, and handed it over.

Fang Yan nodded, and after a smile, he carefully pondered this nautical map of the ancient period.

There are many islands, and the island where he is located belongs to the outer location, which is marked with four directions similar to the modern "southeast, west, northwest", looking at it, he said softly,

"Put down your mask, scan the map, and look for the Arnar Islands."

"The Yannar Islands were not found!"

The mask was closed again, and at the same time, Nuwa's voice was heard, and a modern version of the entire map appeared on the light screen, with the Yanar Islands marked to the northeast of the island where the dialect was located.

The largest capital city is in the northwest of this island, about 400 kilometers apart, and the dialect looked at it, pondered for a while, and then looked up at the captain in front of him, and slowly communicated with it......

Until the end, Bagmu pointed to the city of Monte on the nautical map, then slid in the direction of the imperial capital, and after stretching out four fingers, he slid to the location of the sea area of the modern Yannar Islands, and at the same time stretched out four fingers.

Fang Yan looked at it, nodded, wiped the sweat from his head, and then pointed to gold.

Bagmu looked at it, thought for a while, slowly compared five fingers, then contracted, and reopened, 6 times in a row.

Nodding, Fang Yan took out 30 of the remaining 49 pieces of gold from his backpack and pushed them over.

Bagmu watched, counted, and pushed another piece back, and then carefully put away the rest, then looked up at Fang Yan, smiled and stretched out his hand,

"Hannah!"

"Hannah!"

Fang Yan was stunned, but he still reacted, said a word like a cat and a tiger, and stretched out his hand.

A pleasant cooperation was finalized when the two shook hands, and the destination of the next stop,

The mysterious Atlantis, the great western continent on the other side......