After handing over the stack of manuscripts that had taken a day to hold back to the excited crying and laughing chick Kelly, Modo walked out of the office, only to find that before he knew it, it was almost the next morning. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

For Modo, after handing over the manuscript paper to the chick Kelly and completing this strong impulse in his heart, he didn't care much about the future, what he didn't know was how much impact his thin book of poems would have on the human world, and how much benefit it would bring to him......

Unlike what I saw before dawn when I came, Gem Island is now completely awake, especially in the planned urban area, where tens of thousands of construction teams have leveled the ground everywhere, digging deep footings and drainage ditches, and according to the plan, there are still thousands of such small two-story buildings.

To Modo's greatest relief, a makeshift pier of wood and stone had been built in the roughly organized dock area, and three medium-sized armed merchant ships captured by the Bloodsail Pirates were constantly loading them with cargo.

During this time, these fleets of former Bloodsail pirates, mixed with a large number of Sealmen and rookie sailors, are said to have been out to sea several times.

It has to be said that these coastal seals are naturally excellent sailors, and they quickly familiarize themselves with the relevant jobs with a speed that amazes the bloodsail pirates, and then with their help, these armed merchant ships have gone as far as several small ports in the Roland Empire and Goa Province.

Even if these fleets were for the main purpose of training Seal Man sailors, the ships were only loaded with less than half a cargo, and the extra cabin shops were crammed in, three times the normal number of Seal Man sailors, and these few voyages, which could only be regarded as short sea trade, almost earned enough money to train for half a year.

In addition, almost every place where the training fleet went, it caused a local sensation, and it was a preliminary blow to the reputation of the new port city of Gem Island, and it was believed that it would not be long before human merchant ships arrived.

After filling the large and small warehouses of Gem Island with the supplies he had brought and eating a beautiful meal, Mo Duo summoned the fat dragon who was still having fun on the beach, and then rode the fat dragon Xiao Hei out of here.

At this time, the sun is shining, the wind is calm, it is a good weather for travel, and Moduo feels that his trip will be smooth and smooth, and maybe there will be a surprise harvest......

This is Modo's second voyage to sea, so everything seems to be in control, this time to come to the Golden Scale Port, it took at least half a day less than the first, but because the departure time was a little late, all when he came to the Golden Scale Port, there was still a bright light in front of him.

After such a long time, the turmoil caused by the killing of the Marquis of Ledley has long been forgotten by the forgetful humans, and this important port, which brought a lot of tax revenue to the Roland Empire, was only under martial law for three days when the Marquis of Ledley was just killed.

It's not that the military intelligence agency personnel sent by the empire, they are all dry food waste, and they can't find any clues, in fact, after they learned that the murderer was a dwarf riding a black dragon, they targeted the target of suspicion, the little dwarf Modo of the Orc Empire's iron lord.

It's just that with the news of the complete defeat of the Wizards' Guild, Roland IX directly suppressed his original plan to trouble the Iron Lord, and strictly ordered the Minister of Intelligence not to continue to investigate the matter, so the matter had to be closed.

The guard was lifted again, and then with the arrival of a new administrator, the poor Marquis of Ledleyen, now long forgotten, and the Golden Scales once again flourished by the drunken sailors.

Modo hovered a few miles away from the harbor on a fat dragon, and he could still hear the noise of calling friends from the taverns and taverns, and for no reason, Modo felt a little urge to go to the Golden Scale Harbor again.

Due to the bright moonlight tonight, Mo Duo carefully landed on the sea several miles outside the port, and after instructing Fei Long to find a nearby island and reef to stay in, Mo Duo swam towards the port.

Miles away, it took him little effort to swim to the shore, and finding a dark corner where no one was looking, he crept ashore silently, then took off his wet clothes and put on the full disguise of a dwarven mercenary.

Then Modo wandered around the harbor for a while with great interest, and once again relied on his memory to walk to the low-end little bar he had been to once before.

The only difference is that when Mo Duo sat on the high stool at the bar and said hello to the middle-aged owner of the bar, the middle-aged owner who was smiling and busy behind the bar suddenly shuddered.

This is mainly because the middle-aged boss remembers this dwarf in tattered clothes, others may not know whose hands the Marquis of Ledley died in, but his intuition tells him that the terrifying person who can easily kill the Marquis of Ledley under the protection of dozens of guard masters and take away the whole family of the old man Minoan is this inconspicuous dwarven warrior.

Otherwise, how to explain the astonishing coincidence, just told the news of the old man Mino, the dwarven warrior, and then in the blink of an eye, the Marquis of Ledley died, and the old man Mino's family was nowhere to be found.

It's just that he is afraid of bringing trouble to himself that he can't bear at all, and considering the anger of the Marquis Ledley's family, which is not something he can bear at all, the middle-aged boss buried this secret in his stomach.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just coming over for a drink and nothing will happen. Mo Duo said to the trembling middle-aged boss, and at the same time threw a bag of money bags with hundreds of gold coins over.

I don't know if it was the wonderful collision of gold coins or Modo's statement, in short, the middle-aged boss finally calmed down, and then I saw him solemnly take out the treasure of his tavern from under the bar, a two-pound bottle of Red Star Wodega.

In the following time, Mo Duo drank the home-grown spirits bought at a high price, listened to the braggart of those sailors, and pushed away the waitresses who thought he was a rich man and pounced on him, and the mood was actually rare and leisurely.

What pleased him the most was that from the mouths of the sailors, he could hear from time to time the news of the new port of the Jewel Island, and the inside story of which great merchants were planning to try their hand at the run, and he knew that another seed he had planted was beginning to sprout.