The sea breeze is slightly fishy, and the sun is scorching.

People who live far from the sea tend to have romantic and unrealistic fantasies about the word sea, thinking that it is a fine and soft sand, the fragrance of coconut and the starfish floating in the white waves.

However, the environment of Bloodharbor has nothing to do with any of this.

The foul-smelling air seemed to be about to dry people off three or four layers of skin, the scales and fish entrails dumped by the vendors, the droppings of seagulls, and the greasy foam of the sea crashing on the shore of the reef, and the salt particles that seemed to never be blown away by the wind after being dried by the sun.

This is the other side of the sea.

After being accompanied by the Dead Fleet players for a walk around Raven Bay, Han Dongwen really realized the status of the Dead Armada's status here.

Wherever they went, as long as the two strangers showed their identities, the local residents and guards all smiled and waited for them as if they were serving their uncles, and they were respectful for fear of neglecting them.

"That's it, stop."

Inhuman spoke.

The three of them did not walk against the sun, but actually took a simple bamboo sedan chair carried by the locals on their shoulders - there were no side compartments, and on top of it was a canopy made of large banana leaves and rattan.

"How's it going, sir?"

The player jumped off his bamboo sedan chair and gestured with his thumb to the simple sedan chairs: "You know, this thing is not so easy to sit in Simeng!"

He is telling the truth, according to the rules of Simeng, non-officials are not allowed to ride in a sedan chair, even if a rich businessman hires a horse to pull a car and takes a more expensive "car", it is all in accordance with the rules, but it is a sedan chair that cannot be carried by people.

Only the officials of the three divisions with a certain rank can take the sedan chair that meets their own level, there are four carries, there are eight carries, and so on, and the decorations on the sedan chair are naturally different.

As the saying goes, the eight-lift sedan chair corresponds to the fact that there is a certain level of the big official in the people's cognition, and it is not to the level of the captain of the third division that cannot sit on the eight-lift sedan chair.

For the people of Simeng, they can only enjoy the treatment of sitting in a sedan chair when they get married, not only making an exception to allow them to take a sedan chair, but also being able to wear a wedding dress and hat that has been changed from an official uniform and official hat.

This is also the so-called "groom official", the people, after all, are yearning for the magic brought by the word official.

Although the simple bamboo sedan chair in Blood Harbor is only a four-carrying sedan chair, it is also blatantly telling others that the rules of Simeng do not need to be observed here, nor can they be used!

"Hehe, the Simeng people who come to the Blood Harbor like to sit in a sedan chair the most."

A player said with a smile, and Han Dongwen nodded noncommittally and looked around.

It was a spacious courtyard, and it was obvious that the inhabitants of the Blood Harbor outside could not enter, and it was surrounded by all kinds of wooden stakes and weapons, and many Inhumans from the dead man's fleet could be seen working tirelessly to combat the wooden stakes.

Their level is not weak, even if the players in Simeng took advantage of the sweetness of entering the sect to study and train first, and ate the geographical advantage of such a big event as Bailan Mountain, they didn't seem to have too many players in the blood port in terms of strength.

The destination of this sedan chair is the place where Qian Xiaoqian officially launched a conversation with Han Dongwen.

"Your Excellency."

A voice came from behind several rows of wooden stakes on time, it was Qian Xiaoqian.

He stepped forward with a smile, and faced Han Dongwen, the enemy who killed him, there was no anger on his face.

That is, the alien will have such a calm surplus.

"Boss, let's take the adults in a sedan chair just now!"

The player behind Han Dongwen said loudly as if to take credit: "Since you have come to Blood Port, of course you have to try what you can't try in Simeng!"

Qian Xiaoqian feigned anger and said, "Say something! Since this lord is here to accomplish great things, how can he not sit in a sedan chair in Simeng? My lord, did you say that I was right, did you sit in a sedan chair in Simeng? Let these people see for a long time!"

How could this sentence be simply asked about the sedan chair?

Asking others what sedan chair you sit in is actually just asking others, how big an official are you?

But Han Dongwen really couldn't answer - he hadn't sat in a sedan chair.

When he invited the immortals on duty, he had to go out of the palace first according to the rules, and then go back to the palace by the hanging sun gate, and the way he returned to the palace for the ceremony was naturally to walk with courtesy, but the way out of the palace before the ceremony was definitely impossible for him to walk with his feet.

But the one he sat on was not called a sedan chair, it was called a dragon chariot.

Not only does it have a luxuriously decorated sedan room, but it also has an additional six-story platform below, like a palace on a car.

When the distance was a little longer, Han Dongwen's dragon chariot was pulled by six BMW horses in front, and the short chariot was carried by people like an ordinary sedan chair.

It's not an ordinary person, it has to be a soldier of the Third Division.

It's not four lifts and eight lifts, the scale of the dragon chariot on the road is always thirty-two lifts, and the phoenix chariot that Jiang Keyin, who is the concubine, rides, is sixteen lifts.

"More than this one."

Han Dongwen looked at the few sedan chair drivers who had paid their hard work and left happily behind him, and said vaguely.

Qian Xiaoqian was shocked, and immediately showed a clear expression.

There are more than four bamboo sedan chairs, and that is the eight-lifted sedan chair.

In other words, the power of this high-ranking NPC in Simeng in front of him can be on an equal footing with the lieutenant of the third division!

It has already been said at the forum that he represents the National Security Division, so it is ......

"I see, I've seen the captain." Qian Xiaoqian hurriedly surrendered her hand.

"Huh? Oh, oh, uh."

Han Dongwen hesitated for a moment before he understood Qian Xiaoqian's thoughts, but he didn't want to dwell on this point more, so he hurriedly raised his hand and waved: "You don't have to call me like that, let's talk about it, what is the size of the dead man's fleet now?"

Naturally, it is the scale of the people that Qian Xiaoqian can drive.

In addition to the group of aliens surrounding Qian Xiaoqian, there are naturally members of the two NPCs who died that night.

They are not Inhumans, but they still belong to the Dead Fleet, and according to Han Dongwen's understanding, they are naturally the members of Zhan Taiyi who are placed in the Dead Fleet, responsible for controlling the Inhumans.

If he were to change to Zhan Taiyi, he would do it.

"The fleet of the dead has been very large lately."

Qian Xiaoqian said slowly, "At the beginning, I absorbed more than a thousand Inhumans, and I was just a small captain in the fleet, and these surrounding brothers were just all members of our team."

The brothers he was talking about were naturally those players who had been staying around Han Dongwen the day before.

"Squad Leader?"

Han Dongwen frowned slightly.

Blood Harbor is different from Simeng, the strangers in Simeng are scattered in various sects, and according to Qian Xiaoqian's statement, all the strangers in Bloodport have been collected by Zhan Taiyi.

"That's right, the entire fleet of the dead is under the direct command of Vice Admiral Zhan Taiyi, and its main task is to operate around the Mianjiang Merchant Group."