Section 01 Golden Harbor
The sound of the sea gently lapping against the hull of the ship made a disturbing sound. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Chen Yin lay in a small cabin and swayed gently with the waves, his eyes closed and he didn't know what he was thinking.
On the wooden table connected to the porthole next to it, there was a brass candlestick, on which only a short section of candle remained, and the melted wax oil flowed down the candlestick in the shaking, and before it could reach the table, it was carried away by the sea breeze and the temperature was re-solidified, forming stalactite-like lines.
This large parchment map is spread out on a wooden table.
This map was a gift from the Holy Maiden to Chen Yin when he left, and it not only recorded in detail the human city-states and routes, but also marked a lot of information on the vast orc plateau.
There are a lot of metal tools on the map, such as iron rulers, copper compasses, and so on. In addition to the tools, the most striking thing is the completely modern style of the "diary". However, a closer look reveals that the "diary" is actually made of parchment, but not as yellow.
Even if the handiwork is fine enough, such a thick "diary" is still only 20 pages. Like in modern times, you can easily leave one or two diaries for homework, and the number of pages in each book is several times more than that of Chen Yin's humble goods.
But even so, this diary is enough to mark the price of Chen Yin's close to 1 gold coin. The best parchment paper, the best craftsman, was busy for 3 days to barely meet Chen Yin's requirements: "light weight, thin paper, lightweight, strong, durable." β
The sea breeze blew, and the diary automatically turned a page.
There is also a summary of the port news of "Melkidd" on the small entry below, one of which reads "Bled Hills", but the name has been crossed out by Chen Yin with a pen.
The Bled Hills was told to Chen Yin by the witch herself, but when Chen Yin inquired about the name and the "Mage Tower" at the mouth of the lower reaches of the Blackwater River, Port Melkid, all he got was countless blank eyes.
Later, Chen Yin learned that this is a well-known local allusion, saying that an old man of Favall imagined that he was a powerful mage, and built a two-story stone tower on a certain hill, which he named "Mage Tower", and that hill was also named "Bled" hills......
In fact, think about it, will the witch who has been hunted down all this time reveal her destination to a stranger she has never met?
It seems to make sense when you think about it.
So the entry "Bled Hills" is drawn with a big cross.
In fact, it is really difficult to be a good person who keeps secrets, if Chen Yin told Angel that he would go to "Bled Hills" to find a witch next, then this joke may have been debunked a long time ago......
β¦β¦ Ma Dan really suffered in the end, and it was the honest man who suffered.
The sea breeze blew gently, and the diary on the desktop was turned a few more pages.
The dim candlelight shone on the parchment, and a charcoal-drawn beautiful silhouette flashed across the paper until it stopped on the penultimate page.
I saw a clutter of words such as "Sharp Chen", "Etiyès", "Ancient God", and "Desert" written on the parchment, and in the lower left corner there was a sketch of an eyeball with tentacles like an octopus.
The wind, getting stronger, blew the last page of the diary, and the whole journal was turned over and closed again under the influence of the wind.
The candlelight flickered and went out.
The curling green smoke was blown away by the sea breeze, leaving only a faint smell of burnt in the air.
Chen Yin, who had been lying on the bed, as if he was asleep, suddenly asked, "How many days are left?" β
"Two days."
A listless, hoarse, shrill voice rang out in the small room. Fortunately, this is a cabin next to the captain's room, and there is usually no one to stay, so this harsh sound is not noisy to others.
"Why don't you have energy? Would you like to eat some fish? Chen Yin said as if worried.
ββ¦β¦ Your uncle and I are not well, I will let you go today......"
"Hehe, I still eat less fish, I decided, I will eat fish cutlet tonight." Chen Yin licked his lips and said with a full of temptation: "Yesterday, that kind of fish was the best, with fewer spines and more meat, and the mouth was full ......of gravy when you bite into it."
ββ¦β¦ Ignore you. The black shadow of the bat hanging upside down from the ceiling suddenly let go of its claws, and the moment it fell from the sky, it turned into a room full of feathers and disappeared.
"Ahem...... This guy can't help but be funny. Chen Yin slapped off his head and feathers in embarrassment.
A week ago, I boarded the passenger and cargo ship destined for the Golden Harbor. Originally, even if Chen Yin took more gold coins, he could only make do with them in the Chase Shop, which was also the practice of this industry.
Generally speaking, passenger and cargo ships are actually mainly cargo, and they carry a lot of cargo each time, and it is difficult to ensure that no one fishes in troubled waters if they are dispersed and accommodated. Therefore, generally this kind of passenger and cargo ship is to put the guests in the Chase shop, so it is more convenient to manage.
But just when Chen Yin was about to accept his fate, the captain who personally counted the goods on the dock saw the card ring in Chen Yin's hand that had been lit with 5 soul crystals, and hurriedly dropped the goods and ran to Chen Yin's side in person.
Later, Chen Yin learned that this was because he was afraid that he would be angry and kill their cargo ship, after all, the captain still ran the ship to feed a large family, and it was not a pleasant thing to be hated by high-level precept holders.
However, after the conversation, because of Chen Yin's modern concept of "equality", which is deeply rooted in the bone marrow, he experienced the approachable side of Chen Yin, so the captain also put his mind at ease, not only promised to exempt Chen Yin's ticket, but even prepared to give up the captain's lounge to Chen Yin.
Chen Yin is not a flying character, so he didn't accept it, but took the initiative to ask for an environment that would not be disturbed. Then the captain arranged for him here, in a small cabin.
After instructing him not to disturb him if there was nothing to do, Chen Yin spread out the map to study things, and this was the case every day.
But the episode appeared yesterday, to be exact, yesterday's dinner, Chen Yin suddenly heard that Crow Clinton had never eaten, so he casually threw a piece of fish cutlet to it, and then this guy actually swallowed it casually......
β¦β¦ A few hours later, Chen Yin heard a gurgling sound, "grunt" and "squeak...... It's like someone you're talking to, and after looking for a long time, I finally found that it was Clinton's big crow that made the sound.
More specifically, of course, is Clinton's belly.
After this family was greedy for a while, he began to have diarrhea for some reason, at first Chen Yin was scared enough, and then after looking at this guy's attributes, he found that there was an extra parenthesis after Clinton's name.
"Debuff: Diarrhea."
"Attributes: Reduced stamina, random release of biological and chemical weapons."
And Clinton, the big crow, also lived up to expectations...... It's basically pulling wherever you go. Fortunately, Chen Yin had discovered this problem through the true vision effect before, took a paracord and tied it to the feet of the big crow, and then threw it out.
Clinton spent the entire afternoon outside the county window, and even now he can still smell some bird poop......
β¦β¦ Of course, maybe this is just Chen Yin's illusion, after all, he was thrown out by Chen Yin before Clinton began to exert power, and now what is going on over there, Chen Yin doesn't want to know at all.
"Sure enough, it's not an illusion...... Chen Yin took a deep breath and found that the smell of bird feces in the air was finally gone.
Hey? Why did the smell of bird poop disappear as soon as Clinton disappeared?
Considering that Clinton had a stomachache while spending time outside the window......
β¦β¦ It's scary to think about.
However, Chen Yin, who was finally able to sleep peacefully, decided not to dwell on this problem, turned over and fell asleep in the rocking of the sea boat.
Early the next morning, Chen Yin exercised a little in this cramped cabin, and then pushed the door and walked out.
I don't know if it's the physiological cycle that makes the crows lose their strength, I didn't see the crows early in the morning, and Chen Yin didn't care much, and went directly to the deck. Every day's food is distributed in the morning and eaten until the evening.
Including fresh water, the supply is also limited, basically only enough drinking water for everyone, and domestic water is not to think about at all, and you need to fetch seawater by yourself for washing or something.
As soon as I got on deck, I saw a long queue of guests on the ship, all of whom were here to receive bread, fish, and fresh water for the day.
Chen Yin walked directly to the end of the line, and after taking today's food from the third officer, he took out a fruit from his pocket and walked back while eating, almost all the guests' eyes were staring at the fruit in Chen Yin's hand, and many people were even quietly swallowing saliva.
However, although there were still greedy eyes, especially a few guests with scars on their faces, looking at Chen Yin's eyes was almost like swallowing him. But does Chen Yin care about their little roles? The answer, of course, is no.
So Chen Yin basically didn't get out of the cabin very much.
When Chen Yin returned to his room, he pushed the door and heard the hoarse and complaining voice.
ββ¦β¦ Where have you been......"
"Get food." Chen Yin casually threw aside the bread and fish meat, opened his diary, and began to write something on the last few pages. It seems that the frequency of writing is not fast, and I am still thinking about something while writing.
Seeing that Chen Yin had entered the working state, the wilting Clinton also flapped his wings, lying on Chen Yin's pillow and squinting his eyes motionless.
ββ¦β¦ Golden Harbor, Dwarven ......" Chen Yin wrote the two names on parchment.
This is the purpose of Chen Yin next.
Since the clue on the witch's side is broken, and Chen Yin is about to go to a very dangerous place, the powerful weapon produced by modern civilization in Chen Yin's hand is best to be used - when each projectile is full of arcane energy, the two bursts of scattered bullets are simply infinitely powerful.
I have always heard that the dwarves have technology in their hands that is not inferior to the Church, but after Chen Yin saw the "airship" of the Church, which looks like a mothership, he began to be skeptical of this statement.
However, it may not be groundless, after all, Chen Yin's request is not something too high-tech, and the dwarves themselves have their own understanding of the development of firearms, so there is a great possibility that the replenishment of ammunition will succeed.
But then things get complicated.
Chen Yin wrote down the last word in his notebook, closed it gently, and stretched his waist.
"Hey, Clinton? Are you alive? β
"If you die, my uncle, I won't die!" Clinton said weakly.
It wasn't until it made a sound that Chen Yin saw it lying on Chen Yin's pillow! In case this guy can't help but come another wave......
Wrong! The smell on this guy alone is not right! God knows if it has ...... on it
"All I know is that you're not going to roll me off the pillow right now...... I promise you'll be a dead bird in no time. Chen Yin threatened.
"Whatever you want, your uncle doesn't want to move." Clinton rolled over and put on a "leave it to you" look.
"How do we get after the Golden Harbor? Is that desert you're talking about? β
"Silly, think to yourself! Your uncle doesn't want to talk! β
ββ¦β¦ I don't know? Chen Yin frowned slightly.
"Silly, don't bother your uncle......" Clinton looked like he was drying eggs.
ββ¦β¦ Hehe. Chen Yin didn't say anything, just smiled lightly. Clinton, who was lazily drying eggs, suddenly felt a murderous aura, shivered excitedly, and grunted as if he got up.
But before it could turn over, it was pinched by a big hand around its neck......
"Quack! I was wrong, uncle, I was wrong! Wrong!! β
The screams floated out of Chen Yin's cabin, leaving the passing crew jaw-dropping.
"Your Excellency the Vow Bearer is really good at playing ......"
"Yes......"
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Two days later, in the afternoon.
In the busy main channel of Golden Harbour, a slender medium-sized three-masted schooner rows lightly across the sea, and is guided by a small boat to dock slowly at a passenger and cargo pier.
"This is the Golden Harbor." Chen Yin stood at the bow of the ship, looking out at the magnificent white sails in the harbor. Judging from the fact that there are so many ships and such a large wharf, this is a thriving place for business.
Walking on the crowded streets, Chen Yin seemed to have entered the Grand View Garden as if Grandma Liu, and everything was really novel. On the one hand, Chen Yin's appearance of having never seen the world plus strange clothes, and on the other hand, Chen Yin's uncle squatting lazily on his shoulders, the combination of these two points also makes Chen Yin as conspicuous as a light at night on this mixed dock.
No, the few guests with scars on their faces behind Chen Yin stared at him, and after exchanging a few words secretly, one person was left behind Chen Yin, and the other people were scattered, and they didn't know where they went.
"Someone is following you." Clinton said weakly.
"yes, I know."
"Kill it?"
"No, I'd like to see who they can find...... Besides, what better way to know the city than the local ruffians? Chen Yin glanced at the unprofessional stalker behind him and scratched Clinton's neck slightly.
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Feifei: Hahaha, this Don Quixote character is so stupid, and he is also a mage tower...... What's his name? Pffeville ...... Fei Fei? Even the name is so stupid, hahaha...... Hey? Something seems wrong?? (To be continued.) )