The sound of chaotic footsteps came from far and near, and it seemed that several people were walking towards the cabin together. Kersmund and the sailor looked at each other, and they both saw some kind of horror in each other's eyes. Immediately, almost at the same time, they moved, prostrated and moved, and in the blink of an eye they were huddled together in that corner. As for the candlestick in the sailor's hand, it was extinguished by the sailor the next moment after the two of them hid.

In the darkness with no fingers in sight, both Kersmund and the sailor held their breath, keeping an eye on the footsteps. At an unhurried pace, the footsteps approached the chamber, and at the same time, Kersmund and the sailor heard the voices of several people talking in the midst of the footsteps.

"In two or three hours, probably at dusk, we will arrive at the port of Živakor Ze. You two go in here and give me a good inspection of this shipment to see if there's anything wrong. It has been proven many times in theory and practice that Mr. Bartlet's eternal dreamland is absolutely trustworthy and will not be a problem under normal circumstances. If something unfortunately goes wrong, it's mostly due to your negligence. Do you understand?" said this, apparently by a man of a certain age, with a slightly old voice and a majestic tone.

"We understand!" replied the two men at the same time, their voices almost completely overlapping. Then, one of the men continued: "Boss, don't worry, it's all on Bruce! This last moment is checked by Bruce, and with my help, there will be no mistakes! Bruce promised with his head!"

"Yes, Bill also used his head to assure that the shipment would be delivered to the wharf of the Živa car in good condition under his careful inspection and watch. Not to be outdone, the other person hurriedly said.

"Alright, alright! If there is any small mistake in this batch of goods, you can still afford to pay for it, at most you and I will go bankrupt! What I am most afraid of is that if something big mess happens and we can't clean it up, then I can't afford it, and you can't afford it! When the time comes, our heads will be lost!" As he said this, the chaotic footsteps disappeared, and the three of them seemed to have walked outside the hatch and stopped together.

The man's voice continued after a slight pause, "However, with the combined effect of Eternal Dreamland and the rest of us, the chance of capsizing in the gutter is almost zero, so if you are serious, you will not go wrong." You'll go in and inspect it later, and when you're done, I'll be honest at the door of this cabin. Remember, not even a single fly can be put in without my permission! As long as this shipment is sent ashore and no one above finds any problems, and we have completed the task, then, when the time comes, each of us will be rewarded indispensable.

"Haha, boss, Bill and I both listen to you, we will definitely get serious!"

"Bruce is right, we're not sloppy!"

Then, Bill and Bruce say a bunch of flattering things about their boss. And their boss, with a smile, left the place.

The sound of footsteps near and far away quickly faded into the ears of Kersmord and the sailor.

As for Bill and Bruce, after their boss left, they pushed open the hatch and walked into the dark cabin one after the other.

Accompanying the two men came in were two candlesticks, each in their hands, and the candle flame emitted a dim and scattered light, piercing the darkness in the cabin that could not be reached for five fingers.

In the dim light of the candles, the sailor and Kersmund in the corner of the cabin could faintly see the faces of the two men who had entered.

The two of them were tall and short, the tall one with small eyes, a high nose, and a goatee on the chin. The short one didn't have big eyes, his nose seemed to have collapsed, and around his mouth, he had a beard. Although there is a significant difference in height between the two, with a gap of half a head, they are both very strong.

"What the boss said just now made us seem to have a great responsibility, and at the same time it seems that we have picked up something cheap. Bruce, do you say that we will really be rewarded more than the others after this time?" said the taller man, and took a few random steps away from the hatch, and then placed the candlestick in his hand on top of a chest.

Bruce, the shorter one, quickly closed the hatch, looked at Bill, and said with a smile: "I can't be sure of this, but I hope so! What I can be sure of is that today we have lost the most money in gambling, so that we are penniless, and then we have lost the opportunity to sit in the bow of the boat, while the sea breeze blows, and drink and eat meat, to come to this dark and broken place to guard. ”

"Our freedom to drink and eat meat while the sea breeze blows, in the eyes of those bastards, is worth only eleven dinars, and it really drives us to a dead end. Unless we are the gambling gods of Sagoth, how can we turn over with eleven dinars? What a bully!" Bill spread out his hands and raised them above his head, and walked back and forth with exaggerated steps, as if he were going to do some kind of funny dance.

"Forget it, let's take our fate!" Come, let's check this shipment quickly, and then get out of here and go outside, I don't want to suffocate myself in the shadows!" said Bruce impatiently.

"Okay! let's get started! it's a great opportunity for us to see for ourselves what an eternal dream!" said Bill, walking over to a box and crouching down.

"It would be better if you could experience it for yourself, wouldn't it?" Bruce took the candlestick and walked behind Bill with a smile.

"I wouldn't dare to hope for that!" Bill refused, shaking his head, his hands stroking over the surface of the box, as if in some hesitation.

"Are you scared?" Bruce suddenly retracted his smile and seemed to be serious.

"No, I'm probably just a little distracted! Mr. Barrett's eternal dreams are a little incredible, and the box made by Pipano Carpenter is also ingenious. Come on! The dinar is about to appear before your eyes, Bruce, and then you just have to assume that they are all yours!" Bill's slightly agitated words did not fall, and the ten fingers of his hands were already on the right edge of the wall of the lower half of the box, and they pressed hard together, and then the ten fingers pulled together again.

With his push, the bottom two-thirds of the wall of the box was separated from the wall of the top third, and Bill opened it like a door.

The contents of the box were revealed unconcealed when the walls of the box were fully opened.

In the right rear corner of Bill and Bruce, Kersmod and the sailor not only saw Bill's unpacking process, but also what was presented in the box.

When he saw the contents of the box, he was stunned and fell into extreme horror as if he had been struck by lightning.

; What appeared in the wooden box was nothing else, but people.

Two Nord men and one Nord woman, judging by their dress, the two Nord men looked like farmers, and the Nord woman looked like peasant women. They all closed their eyes as if they were in a deep sleep, and a pleasant and strange expression appeared on their faces.

The light that came from the candlestick in Bruce's hand was dim and dim, but it was enough to make out the contents of the box. It turns out that the wooden box, which is about two feet high, has a very special structure: there is a wooden plank that divides the box into two parts, so that there are two separate spaces in one box. The space above the chest takes up about one-third of the chest's space, and the space below the chest takes up about two-thirds of the chest's space.

Unlike normal boxes, which are covered with a layer of wood and can be opened from the top, the difference is that the bottom two-thirds of one side of the box can also be opened like a door, but with a slightly more unusual touch. In addition, the surface of these chests is dyed black, and the special door is hidden under the cover of black.

In this way, people with ulterior motives only need to pile up sundries such as stone and wood carvings in the space above the top one-third of this kind of box, and at the same time load some non-dark trading goods, such as people, in the space under the two-thirds of the box, and then let the inspectors habitually open the box from the top when they are unpacked, and then let the inspectors find a pile of stone and wood carvings and other miscellaneous items, so as to allow these boxes to pass through the customs in a foolish way.

The secret door on the side of the box fits seamlessly with the box frame, without any flaws, coupled with the black surface cover, laymen, including inspectors, can not find anything wrong at all, only a few people who know about it can know the existence of this secret door, and use special techniques to open it. The inspector who doesn't know the inside story will at most ask: Why are these boxes black? And the answer of the owners of these boxes is often: Woche is a dye shop owner who spent a lot of dinar to advertise his high-quality dye, and many of the items in Woche Ze are dyed with his dye, and our boxes are one of them, of course, they can also be dyed white, or other colors, not necessarily black, so next time you may ask why these boxes are white.

Two-thirds of the space under these boxes was filled with people, and the owners of these boxes, apparently slave traders, used these special boxes to carry the captives, and transported them from the nest to the Riwa cha. And Ksmerd "boarded the thief ship" without knowing it, and he originally wanted to go to Sagos, but was taken by the ship to Zhivacheze.

The slave trade was common on the continent of Calradia, especially in times of war, which can be described as prevalent, and even princes, nobles, lords and officials would get involved in extraordinary times. However, in times of peace, although the princes, nobles, and lords and officials turned a blind eye to the slave trade that was petty in their own country, they resolutely cracked down on the large-scale slave trade or the slave trade carried out across borders. Because large-scale slave trade or transnational slave trade will have an impact on the country's tax revenue, public security, etc., leading to unpredictable consequences.

At this time, both the Nord Kingdom and the Virginia Kingdom were in a period of peace, and the slave traders on this ship, transporting this large number of Nords to Virginia for sale, were engaged in a large-scale slave trade of a transnational nature, and they would definitely be strictly investigated and cracked down. Therefore, they resorted to special methods of transporting prisoners.

First, they hired a reputable cargo ship in Sagos, where they bought a batch of linen at a low price, as was customary, and then shipped it to the wagon and sold it all. All this is to hide people's eyes. It was only then that they began to move their real cargo to the ship and transport it to Riwacheze. They were able to trick the inspection and were able to carry the captives aboard, relying on a special potion in addition to these special crates.

The potion, called Eternal Dreams, allows the user to quickly enter a state similar to that of dormancy, while at the same time providing a certain amount of nutrients necessary for life-sustaining activities. The captives were forced to consume enough of Eternal Dreamland before they were loaded into these crates. After that, they all went into hibernation. When a person is in a dormant state, the breathing and heart rate will slow down, the body temperature will decrease, the metabolism and energy consumption will be greatly reduced, in short, all life activities will be reduced to a minimum, relying only on the substances stored in the body to maintain life. Coupled with the nutrients carried by the eternal dreamland, those captives who fell into a dormant state could maintain their lives for at least ten days without dying, even if they did not eat or drink. It's just that this medicine has a great damage to people's lifespan, and although it will not cause the death of the user, it can bring the user closer to death.

The man who created that particular chest was a mysterious carpenter named Pipano, who was not well known despite his mastery of the craft. And the man who developed the eternal dreamland was the opposite, a very famous doctor in the Nord kingdom named Bartlet. Dr. Bartlet studied at the Royal Military Academy of Saagos, where he studied military chemistry and medicine. When he was about to graduate and soon be able to accept the job assignment, he resolutely chose to drop out of school for unknown reasons. After disappearing for a few years, he suddenly became famous, for he cured many seriously ill or seriously injured people who had been considered hopeless by other doctors but to die, but were single-handedly cured by Dr. Bartlet. Over the years, countless people have been treated by Batlet, which has made Batlet a famous miracle doctor in the Nord Kingdom and even the entire Calradia continent. However, what outsiders would never have imagined was that behind the beautiful image of saving lives and helping the wounded, Bartlet would actually help the slave traders to develop the terrible potion of Eternal Dreamland, so as to sell batches of innocent captives across the world in order to make huge profits. The world is really dark, and people's hearts are unpredictable.

When he saw the person in the box, he was so shocked that his heart suddenly accelerated and his breathing became rapid. But despite this, he tried his best to remain calm and calm, and did not make a sound to alarm the two men. However, the sailor beside him did not have such a good psychological quality, and when he saw the person in the box, he couldn't help but exclaim. By the time Kersmoud tried to stop it, it was too late.

"Who?" asked the man named Bruce, who was holding the candlestick in his hand, and after his whole body shook, he turned around first, followed the voice and looked at the corner where Kersmurd and the sailor were hiding, and asked in surprise.

Bill, who was crouching in front of the box, was also startled, then immediately stood up, turned around, and asked, "Who is hiding there?"

"Help!" the sailor shouted urgently, "I...... I am a sailor of this ship, named Cold, and you must have seen me as I have seen you...... I didn't mean to hide here...... Yes, I ...... I was beaten down by this kid who sneaked on the boat, and then I was held hostage here, this kid is very powerful, I can't beat him......!

Before the sailor named Cord could finish his sentence, he was knocked unconscious, and the man who stunned him was Kirsmer, who was beside him. Cord didn't expect Kosmer to make such a quick and crisp move, and although he was already on guard against Kosmer, he was elbowed to the back of the head by Kosmer, and before he could even react to what was happening, he lost consciousness.

Kersmod also didn't expect that this sailor would be so cowardly, incompetent and brazen in order to save his life, and he talked a bunch of shameless nonsense. Enraged, he elbowed Cord on the back of the head, whether he was dead or alive. Moreover, even if Eksmerd doesn't make a move, this despicable sailor may pretend to be knocked down by Kersmer, and then lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, let things develop naturally, and let the world have nothing to do with him. Kosmerd's shot may have been as he wished.

"Who are you, brat, when did you come to our ship?" asked Bruce warily toward Kersmound.

Kersmund did not reply, and his right hand quietly took the short stick from Cord's waist and held it tightly in his hand.

"Are you mute?why don't you speak?What the hell are you doing here?" asked Bruce as he placed the candlestick on a nearby box, pulled a short knife from his waist and held it in his hand, continuing to stare at Mindmond, while Bill behind him quietly moved a step towards the hatch, turning his head sideways, ready to shout, apparently trying to call more companions.

Grim was in a dangerous situation, and unless he could knock both of them out at once, the consequences would be dire if he was slightly hindered and one of them shouted.

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