Chapter 293: Nameless Island?

"Mr. Barker, can you take me to see where I've been washed up on this island?" After taking a shower in the bathroom, Thomas, who put back on his clothes, asked, "Or I can go myself."

He didn't know what restrictions there were on the island, so he had to ask in advance.

"I'll take you there." Buck said, leading him out the door.

The flat roads paved with stone slabs, the bungalows, the pedestrians coming and going, and the slightly noisy conversations, are not lively.

Breathing in the cool breeze, Thomas's drowsiness seemed to weaken a little.

"Hey! Buck, where are you going?" On the side of the street, the young man stood on the rooftop, holding a hammer, and shouted to Buck, who was walking slowly below.

"Oh! I'm going to the beach!" Buck replied with a smile.

"Don't forget today's dinner and come back early." The youth reminded loudly.

"I didn't forget."

Unhurriedly following Buck, Thomas knew a little bit about Buck in his heart, and he was too big.

Leaving the town, the two quickly came to the edge of the island, stepping on the beach, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, the endless sea, Thomas inhaled: "It's really a good landing spot."

"You were lying here when I found you." Buck was a few meters away, pointing to the area ahead, "You weren't breathing at the time, but I just learned a few life-saving moves."

"Thank you very much, Buck." Thomas walked over and thanked him again, if it weren't for him, his bad life would have come to an end.

"It's offensive to ask that, but I'm wondering, do you have fishing boats?" Thomas raised his hand, flipped his wrist, and asked with a slight hesitation.

He didn't see any vehicles or even animals along the way, and the whole town was like a scene from centuries ago.

Even when he came to the beach, he didn't see any fishing boats, and he was a little skeptical that the people on this island had such a tool as boats.

"Fishing boats?" Buck was stunned for a moment, thought about it carefully, and said regretfully, "I'm sorry, but not yet."

They have only lived here for less than two months, they have just adapted to life here, and some skills have not yet been learned.

"It's... Thomas—" Thomas muttered, "Buck, I want to know more about this town, can you tell me your story?"

"Hmm... Think about it... It's a big, big island, and it's beautiful...", Buck himself knew a little about the island, and it was hard for him to explain it to strangers.

"......" Thomas was speechless, but still listened to him, trying to get some useful information from his words.

"Bread is delicious, milk is delicious..." bread and milk, once unattainable dreams for them, are now within reach.

"Excuse me." Thomas sensed that something was wrong, and that the direction Buck was introducing was a little wrong.

"What's wrong?"

"Uh... Your people... Town... Chief, may I meet you?"

"That's what the boss means." For this foolish guy to understand straightforwardly, Thomas added.

"You mean the Castle Lord, he shouldn't have... Time... Let's go." Buck hesitated, "It's been a long time since the Lord has seen him. It's all about the general manager of Jingnan... Belch... I'm messing with those."

The change in tone made Thomas's eyes narrow slightly: "That... Can I visit Mr. Jingnan?"

"It's not Mr. Jingnan, it's Jingnan." Buck said, "Seeing is visible, but it's a little far away."

"Isn't he in town?"

"Well, she's usually on the other side of the mountain." Buck pointed to the hill behind the town and said.

Gyeongnam is directing the construction of the new city, and most of the people who stay in the town are women, old people and children, and strong men like Buck are basically changed shifts.

This is what people often call a holiday.

The rest is a week, today is the fifth day of the break, and there are two more days to go, and he has to go to work.

The work cycle is two weeks.

"Is there anyone in charge of this town?" Thomas said, "Uh... That is, people with very high positions."

"People with high positions, oh, yes."

"Take me to him." Thomas said very seriously, "Please."

「…… Good... Buck saw that he was so serious, and nodded slowly, "Follow me."

They turned back from the beach to the town and came to the office building in the center of the town.

It was originally Arthur's first office, but now it is used for public use.

No guards, no burglars... Buck and Thomas easily entered the building.

They knocked open an office and entered.

"You kid, why are you here?" asked Buck with his feet crossed on the desk, leaning comfortably on the office chair.

Click......

"He wants to see you." Buck is honest.

Click......

Xu Tong moved his eyes, lowered his legs, crossed his fingers, put them on the table, and said solemnly, "You are the one from outside the island? What is the name, where did you come from?"

Click......

"I said fatty, can you stop eating and do business!" Xu Tong's eyelids jumped, and he yelled at the mountain sitting on the sofa.

Shanda was startled, and the snacks in his hand almost didn't scare him away. The two of them followed the rest team this time and were responsible for solving or reporting the problem.

Basically, there is no problem, even if there is ......

The inhabitants probably won't bother them with small things.

"A masked man, a fat man......" Thomas swept his gaze and thought to himself, "Speaking of which, there's something modern like a refrigerator... Do you mean..."

"My name is Thomas Wayne, and I'm from, you know?" Thomas asked tentatively.

"Ahh I was there last time..."Xu Tong sighed, although it is not the safest country, it is unexpectedly prosperous.

Hiss~ You can't think so... Prosperity doesn't have to be particularly secure...

"Have you been—" Thomas's eyes lit up, and having been there meant that there was a way to contact the outside world: "Can that..."

"You're an outsider, and for you... I can't help it..." Xu Tong shrugged: "Wait for the people above to arrange it." In other words, you personally know our language..."

"For the convenience of my job, I have learned many languages, including Chinese." Thomas listened to the side: "I want to know... No... Can I know the name of this island or the name of your country?"

"......" To tell the truth, in Xu Tong's memory, it seems that there is probably no name for this island, and the name of the country has no life.

"This...... I can't answer that." He thought of a thousand oil gold reply.

"Confidential, understandable." Thomas nodded, and then asked, "Out of politeness, I'd like to ask your name..."

"My name is Xu Tong, and his name is Shanda."