It is worth mentioning that when Chu Guang opened the "Survivor Daily" of Settlement No. 1, Yarman's team had not yet docked, but had just passed through the North Island in the southern sea.

Due to the increasingly fierce competition in the industry, in order to seize the timeliness of the news, the branch rushed to write the front page of the newspaper in advance last night and completed printing.

More than 5,000 immigrants from the western side of the continent of Middle-earth.

This is almost one-twentieth of the current population of Settlement No. 1!

And these people are still Willantes.

Considering the strategic hostility between the Alliance and the Southern Army at the moment, this huge number of immigrants is full of topics in itself, not to mention the thousands of tons of gold.

At the breakfast shop not far from the pier, a few dock workers in hard hats looked at the news in the newspaper and were amazed.

Several of the workers were Willantes.

Compared to other wastelanders from the Eastern Provinces, they are the most sensitive to gold.

"Thousands of tons of gold...... How many dinars does this cost?! ”

"The minimum denomination of 5 grams...... Thousands of tons, at least 200 million! ”

A Willant who had served in the Eastern Legion couldn't help but sigh.

"...... Or the guys in the south have money. ”

In the Eastern Legion, gold was generally in the hands of the manor owners who owned large tracts of land.

These men were usually military aristocrats, either active commanders who had been given land, or someone in the family who had served as commanders.

From this point of view, the Southern Army does have a certain institutional superiority over the Eastern Army.

Their possessions were not dependent on the land, but more on mines and factories.

More than that, the gold of the Southern Legion was only monopolized by the Willants, not by the Captain.

It's no wonder that the merchants and immigrants of Triumph City like to run to the colonies of the Southern Legion.

While the Willantes were arguing about how many silver coins could be exchanged for 200 million dinars, Henk, who was also wearing a hard hat, held his breath excitedly.

200 million dinars!

He's worried that he doesn't have the start-up capital to start his own plan, isn't this money coming?!

A few months earlier he had gone to the sea with Yarman to make back the money he had lost at Settlement No. 1, but unfortunately months had passed and he was still working on the docks, and the grand blueprint he had in mind had not even taken off.

No way.

Union Bank's risk control is too strict, and it is not at all friendly to entrepreneurs like him who have ideas but lack strength.

Although he honestly found a job to repair his credit and get temporary status, a dock job with a monthly salary of only 2,000 silver coins was not enough for him to borrow more than a million silver coins of start-up capital and start rolling his snowball.

However, just when he was at a loss, the more than 1,000 tons of gold that was on the shore gave him hope!

Hastily throwing down the half-eaten noodles, he trotted to the foreman and got straight to the point.

"I want to take a leave of absence."

This guy took leave for three days and two days, and the foreman had already remembered this face.

Looking at Henk in a hurry, he said with a smile.

"Leave? Where does it hurt this time? ”

Facing the foreman's ridicule, Henk's expression was a little embarrassed, but he didn't flinch, and said with a light cough.

"Ahem...... See the headline in the Daily Survivor this morning? There are acquaintances of mine on that ship, and I have to entertain them. ”

He wasn't lying, the owner of the ship, Yarman, was indeed his acquaintance and his savior.

The foreman was stunned when he heard this, and then he couldn't help laughing.

But he didn't say anything in the end, and still approved the fake note for this guy named Henk.

“…… I advise you to take your work a little more seriously, why do you have to work 40 hours a week? If you don't have 168 more hours a month, I'll have to give your work to the Borneos. ”

Taking the fake slip from the foreman's hand, Henk ran down the train track without blushing.

"Thank you for being so lenient with me, I will definitely invite you to drink when I am developed one day."

He didn't take his painting seriously, the foreman grinned.

"Just drinking? I've all started to daydream, and I thought you would at least make me a general manager. ”

Henk said with a grin.

"Those are two different things, and I have to be accountable to my investors first. However, if you're interested in changing careers, I'll consider introducing you to my competitors. ”

The foreman was stunned, then looked at the slippery head and scolded with a smile.

"Fuck off, ungrateful, don't try to get another fake note from me this month!"

Shaking the fake slip in his hand, Henk also said with a smile.

"I hope so! If it succeeds this time, I won't have to trouble you anymore, and you can leave my exoskeleton to the Brahmins. ”

Although he is not a big man, he has also owned two large ships of munitions.

He had never thought about working on the docks for the rest of his life, and the job itself was just a transition for him.

……

As Henk hurried towards the passenger terminal, the twelve passenger ships full of migrants finally sailed into the harbor of Settlement No. 1.

On the deck of the "Nest of Salvation", Yarman looked at the dock that was so close at hand, with a bright smile and a hint of fascination.

Thanks to the good weather along the way, his fleet was able to sail at an average speed of more than 30 knots when crossing the Borneo Sea, and it was not until the Baiyue Strait that the speed of the ships slowed down.

Since the ship was carrying more than 5,000 people, most of them Willant, he did not stop at a port along the coast of Borneo to avoid an accident.

That's why they were able to reach the Shores of the Dead before the first weekend of September.

To be honest, the changes here are really not small.

Speaking of this port alone, the original passenger terminal and cargo terminal are crowded together, and with the increase of cargo throughput and passenger flow, the port terminal has been divided into different areas according to the use.

Not only that, but the onshore infrastructure connected to the pier has also been built.

For example, the freight rails connected to the port reservoir area, such as the shipping building connected to the passenger terminal and the minibus station, etc.

Yarman remembers that the area used to be a row of container houses, but now it has been built with a green belt of roads and dotted with wooden cottages with seascapes.

Although he often came here and the intervals were not very long, every time he stopped here, he had the illusion that he had been separated for a long time.

While Yarman was looking out over the shore, Kuruan, who was standing beside him, was also carefully observing the situation on the shore.

Unlike Yarman, he was here for the first time and hadn't seen it before, so he wasn't too surprised on his face.

Settlement No. 1, with a population of just over 100,000, is more like an urban-rural junction between the countryside and the city than the hundreds of thousands of people in the Eternal Night Harbor, and the expanding port is more like a busy construction site.

The living conditions here are certainly not as good as those in Eternal Night Harbor, especially for those of them who have been uprooted from their homes.

But that's not what he cared about.

And as a new beginning, it's already a good place.

"Why is this place called the Death Coast?"

Hearing Kuruan's curious inquiry, Yarman replied in a casual tone.

"Because...... It wasn't a good place before, and even when the Tower Organization was still around, the locals didn't want to approach it easily. I heard that before the Alliance came here, there were large and small mutant tribes scattered throughout the coastline, and they were the kind of mutants with gills and fins. ”

A look of surprise appeared on Kuruan's face.

"And mutants with gills and fins?"

Yarman said with a smile.

"Of course, but they don't stay under the ocean all the time, and the nests along the coastline have been largely destroyed by Alliance patrols...... According to the Alliance, some aquatic mutants have retreated to the sewers of the pre-war era, but the entrances to those places are generally far away from the settlement, so they pose no threat to the people who live here. ”

Kuruan nodded in understanding, and set his eyes on the beach not far away.

In addition to the craggy reef, all he could see was folding deck chairs and a few sunumbrellas folded away, as well as sparse figures.

It was morning, and there weren't many people passing the time on the beach, but he could still feel the peace and serenity in its slowing time.

It's hard to believe that it was once a lair of mutants and a battlefield where the Alliance Landing Force fought......

Kuruan couldn't help but have a little envy in his eyes, but he couldn't tell what it was that made him envious.

“…… It seems that the administrators of the alliance did not lie to them, and their battle was indeed over. ”

Margaery, Yarman's wife, was clinging to little Ruby's hand, who was almost hanging on the railing of the deck in excitement.

A pair of bright eyes were full of curiosity, and she was chattering all the way, and those eyes looked straight at the gantry crane in the distance.

This thing was not unusual in the Alliance, but it made little Ruby's jaw drop.

She had never seen anything so interesting, with wheels under the towering doors, which not only changed the width freely, but also moved flexibly around the harbor and docks.

The large red iron pliers suspended from the door frame are also unusually flexible.

I saw that it only gently teletracted, and carried a large box more than ten meters wide from the deck to the shore.

"What a big door!"

Looking at her daughter who was screaming excitedly, the corners of Margaery's mouth involuntarily curled into a smile.

"That's a gantry crane."

"Gantry crane?" Ruby looked back at her mother, two big eyes blinking curiously.

Looking at the inquisitive little guy, Margaery said with a smile.

"Something used to load and unload containers."

She'd seen it, but it was the first time she'd seen it in reality.

Container transportation was not popular on the territory of the Legion, and even the port of Triumph City was mainly used for bulk cargo transportation, and at most conveyor belts were installed between the main storage area of the port and the docks.

As for the reason, it is also very simple, the main reason is that the labor of foreign laborers is too cheap, and the legion is in a period of stagnation in expansion, and the throughput of cargo at the dock itself will not fluctuate greatly.

As a supporting facility for container transportation, this kind of large-scale loading and unloading equipment is naturally not popular.

Even though there is a similar hoisting technology in the Legion's factory, it just doesn't spread to other areas.

"That'...... Why isn't there in Nevernight Harbor? Ruby broke the casserole and asked.

Margaery gently stroked her hair, which had been tossed by the sea breeze, and took her into her arms.

"That's a great question, but Mom wants you to think for yourself instead of waiting for someone else to give you an answer."

Ruby tilted her little head and thought about it seriously, but it was obviously too early for her to ask such esoteric questions.

The ship slowly approached the dock and dropped the anchor chain amid the shouts of the sailors.

Yarman lifted his cuffs and glanced at the time on his watch, then returned to his wife and daughter.

"We're almost off the boat, and I have to go to the port authority to register first...... There are more than 5,000 immigrants, and I've never had so many people here at once. Honey, take Ruby back to your room to pack your bags. ”

Margaery: "Have you already contacted where to stay?" ”

Yarman nodded.

"Just a hotel that has stayed a few times, but the environment and facilities are good, better than the boat...... We rested there for a few days before looking for a house. ”

He wasn't worried about where he lived, after all, he had been here several times and was quite familiar with the local situation.

In contrast, he was more worried about the more than 5,000 compatriots on his ship.

Unlike him, who was accustomed to wandering, most of these people were the first time they had come back to such a far place.

Their food and lodging are a problem.

But Yarman believes that the local authorities in Settlement 1 will certainly have more headaches than they do.

And the next thing he has to do is talk to the authorities about how to solve the problem.

“…… Listen to your arrangement. ”

Margaery kissed her husband on the cheek, and then took little Ruby back to the cabin.

Looking at the backs of the mother and daughter, Yarman thought of the new life in the future, which made him smile happily.

And at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from the dock not far away.

"Haha, Mr. Yarman! We meet again! ”

Looking in the direction from which the voice came, Yarman soon saw Henk standing on the dock waving his hand.

He was dressed in a crisp suit, his shoes were shiny, and his oiled hair glistened in the morning sun.

This Willant, from the New World, seems to have fully adapted to local life, and even used the money he saved to buy himself a suit.

Yarman looked at him in surprise and smiled and waved at him.

"Henk? It's been a long time, have you come here to wait for me? ”

"Of course! I originally made an appointment to talk about business, but when I heard that you were coming, I immediately pushed the business off! ”

Henk rolled up his cuffs to catch a glimpse of the time, but remembered that he had already dropped the watch, so he awkwardly touched the back of his hand and took it back again.

Instead of noticing his embarrassment, Yarman noticed the other person standing next to him.

The man's appearance was very similar to that of his partner Zhang Ze, who was also a survivor of the Eastern Provinces.

After descending from the deck, he and Henk hugged each other, then politely looked at the stranger.

"Who is this?"

"I was about to introduce you!" With a big smile on his face, Henk then looked at the person next to him and said, "This is Gu Ning, the local representative of Settlement No. 1. ”

"Hello, Mr. Yarman, I have heard your name."

As he spoke, the man named Gu Ning smiled and stretched out his right hand.

Yarman shook his hand and said with a look of surprise on his face.

"Fortunately...... Mr. Gu. ”

Rather than being surprised by the man's identity, Yarman was more puzzled as to why Henk had brought him here.

However, before he could ask, the director of the port authority who hurried from the direction of the port office made him have to put the matter aside for the time being.

"I'm sorry, there's something going on on my side."

Looking at Yarman, who was slightly apologetic, the representative named Gu Ning smiled humbly and said.

"Understood, you get down to business first, and we'll talk about the rest later."

Henk, whose eyebrows were fluttering, also continued.

"It's important to get down to business, we're not in a hurry."

Yarman nodded, and then walked in the direction of the port director.

Before the port docked, he had already made contact with the port authorities by radio and obtained permission to dock.

It was none other than Director Sun Youcheng of the Port Authority who approved the matter.

However, the look on the director's face told him that things might not be as simple as he thought.

And things did turn out as he expected.

When he walked in front of Director Sun, he was about to say hello, but the other party spoke first.

"You're in trouble."

Looking at the look on Director Sun's face, Yarman was stunned for a moment.

"Trouble? Didn't I tell you before I came here? ”

The expression on Sun Youcheng's face was a little embarrassed, and his gaze drifted to the side.

"That's right...... But now the situation has changed somewhat. ”

Variation?

Afraid of hearing this word, Yarman's expression couldn't help but move slightly, and he said seriously.

"I hope you can explain it clearly...... We only docked at the port with your permission. ”

"That's right...... But I'm not alone in this settlement. ”

Perhaps because of the reason first, Sun Youcheng didn't have much confidence when he said this.

After hesitating for a long time, he sighed and said.

"Well, I'll tell you the truth, some of the Luna people are holding up signs in protest at the entrance of the town hall, and you should know in your heart what they are protesting...... Your people did that,"

If you want to blame it, you have to blame the damn "Survivor Daily", and I don't know who leaked the news.

Sun Youcheng scolded and scolded in his heart, but he was helpless.

He can manage the port, but he can't manage the newspaper.

In fact, he had a premonition last night that these Willant immigrants might be in trouble.

After all, it was five thousand people who came this time, not five hundred, not to mention that they came from the territory of the Southern Legion.

In order to prevent possible accidents, he held a special meeting in the bureau, and repeatedly told people who knew about the incident not to disclose the news to the media, but he did not expect that the ship would be on the headlines of the "Survivor Daily" before it even docked, and even the specific number of people was exposed.

Now that the city hall is surrounded by water, the pressure is naturally on his side.

After listening to Director Sun's words, Yarman couldn't help but argue.

"But my ship is full of civilians, what does this have to do with them? Not to mention that they were also victims of persecution by the Legion, and it is for this reason that they came here. ”

Sun Youcheng looked at him sympathetically, but in the end he only sighed helplessly.

"It's useless for you to explain to me, the port authority is also listening to the town hall, you should go and explain to those who are protesting...... But I have to tell you, they're different from you. Especially those of the Moon, many of whom joined the Alliance a long time ago, have citizenship and political power. ”

Yarman was dumbfounded for a moment.

Just when he didn't know what to do, Representative Gu Ning's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Being a citizen of the Alliance is not a talisman to do whatever you want, much less a superior sword. Shelter survivors who are committed to ending the Wasteland Age and unite all the survivors who have suffered...... These words are written in the constitution of the Union. Are you going to connive at our citizens to shake our foundations? Mr. Sun Youcheng. ”

"Ordinary people can be naïve and headstrong, but this kind of thing shouldn't happen to you."

Previously, Sun Youcheng's attention was on Yarman, and he didn't notice that the local representative was here.

Seeing Gu Ning's face, the expression on his face suddenly twisted into a bitter melon.

Although the citizens of the coalition are not easy to offend, he does not want to face the accountability of the delegates.

The pressure is much greater than shouting through the window.

If he really pursues it, he will leave class in minutes.

"I didn't mean that...... But what about those who are protesting? Just leave them alone? ”

He originally asked a rhetorical question, but he didn't expect Gu Ning to put on a look of "just do it".

"They protest against theirs, that's their right, you do your thing, and I'll take care of the rest."

Sun Youcheng was speechless for a while, so he could only nod helplessly.

"Okay...... But I don't care what happens after that. ”

Anyway, the deputies will ask him to let him go.

After that, even if the mayor asked, he had something to deal with.

"That's not your business."

As he spoke, Gu Ning looked at Yarman, who was completely stunned, smiled and stretched out his right hand, "Welcome to the alliance, I hope some small misunderstandings between us have not made you feel wronged." ”

"How could it be ......" Yarman, who came back to his senses, immediately held Gu Ning's outstretched hand and said gratefully, "Thank you...... Those Brahmi, I'll go and explain it to them. ”

Gu Ning, who let go of his hand, smiled and waved his hand gently.

"You're welcome, as for mediation and clarification, that's the job of our people."

After a pause, he continued.

"I don't think you have a place to live yet, do you?"

Yarman swallowed and replied truthfully.

“…… Indeed, although my residence has been settled, the vast majority of people on board do not. ”

"I understand the basics."

Gu Ning nodded seriously and continued.

"The Alliance is not a wishing machine, and we really can't conjure up a community of five thousand people at once...... But I'm sure we can find a solution and talk on board? ”

Unexpectedly, the other party cared so much about the fate of these boatmen, and Yarman was immediately flattered and made a gesture of please.

"Of course it's convenient, please come with me!"

(End of chapter)