In the early morning, a thin layer of mist wafts on the surface of the sea, and many fish jump out of the sea.

Curious, Bacchus searched the bottom of the White Sea with his telekinesis, trying to see if any unlucky creatures had accidentally fallen to the ground.

Perhaps as a result of evolution, many creatures living in the White Sea will stay away from the bottom of the sea, and even if they are corpses, they will not fall out of the bottom of the sea.

The bottom of the White Sea is more impenetrable than you think.

Bacchus stretched and stood up from the clouds, looking out at the fairyland-like white sea.

One jumped down and swam happily in the white sea!

This is a completely different experience from swimming in the ordinary sea, with much less resistance and super fast speed.

After swimming some distance, Bacchus rose into the air and flew at high speed over the sea of clouds, drawing a deep trench.

It took nearly 5 minutes for Bacchus to discover an empty island in the middle of the White Sea, and it was still inhabited.

The excited Bacchus did not land immediately, but flew around the island.

This is a very peculiar empty island, in addition to the island cloud as the base of the island, there are two huge vines, circling and extending high into the sky.

There are four tiers of empty islands.

The largest island cloud at the bottom is in the White Sea, and then at the first intersection of the two vines, there is also an island cloud for the empty island people to inhabit.

Then, there are two more such intersections, so it looks like the sky island has four floors, and people go up and down with the help of huge vines.

This empty island has no dirt, and in addition to vines, there are a few orange and apple trees.

Peculiarly, the fruit trees are planted on the thick main vines, like parasitism.

Telekinesis scanned the entire island, and there were about 10,000 people, all of whom were from the empty island.

Bacchus chose to land at the pier of the Sky Islander, but to his surprise, his arrival caused panic among the locals.

A few Sky Island people who were originally going to go out to sea to fish immediately pointed their harpoons at Bacchus, staring at them from a distance and not approaching.

One of the young men shouted and ran towards the island.

"Qinghai people are coming, pirates are coming, everyone hide!"

This? Bacchus was a little speechless, he was still preparing to enter the island, and he was mistaken by shouting.

So he planned to explain to the fisherman in front of him: "You have misunderstood, I am not a pirate. ”

"Don't move, don't come here!"

Bacchus looked nervous, probably attacked by pirates, so he simply stood there and smoked, his mind had already seen that the young man who had run to report had brought a large group of people over.

There is a leader-like character among them, and it may be easier to communicate with him.

Soon, the small dock was filled with men from the Sky Island, each with swords and weapons made of special shells.

"Village chief, it's him, he flew over." The guy pointed at Bacchus with an old man with gray hair.

The village chief nodded, and walked past the crowd towards Bacchus.

"Village chief be careful, Qinghai people are very despicable!" There were a few strong men who wanted to fence off the village chief.

The old village chief waved his hand and motioned for them to step away.

"Old man Comport, the village chief of Baronlet."

Bacchus nodded, "Bacchus, a traveler, not the pirates you think. ”

"He said he was a traveler."

"He can't believe all what he says."

"That's right, a few years ago, the pirates said it was an adventure group, and they killed dozens of our villagers."

The village chief frowned, turned around and scolded, "Quiet! ”

The villagers suddenly calmed down, and it seemed that the prestige of the village chief was very good.

"Young man, I'm sorry, we're more xenophobic here, and there's nothing to visit on the island."

For those who have the strength to fly up, the old village chief doesn't dare to offend too much, so he can only pray in his heart that the other party is not a wicked person.

Bacchus smiled faintly, there is really nothing interesting on the island, even these people on the empty island live a very poor life, and their most precious thing is only two vines.

"Old village chief, I don't embarrass you, if you are willing to tell me about the origin and legends of Barolet, I can give these to you."

With a wave of his hand, a pile of dirt appeared at his feet. This is what he used to dig a hole for, and he casually put it into the space, and there were more than a dozen cubic meters saved.

"This is, this is dirt?" Compot's eyes widened, and his voice trembled a little.

One by one, the islanders behind the old man craned their necks, trying to see the dirt clearly.

For them, dirt is simply a legendary thing.

Although every few years, there may be boats on Qinghai that are carried to the white sea by the skyscraping currents or seaspouts, and they have picked up the wreckage of the ship and also received the fruit.

However, they have never seen the soil recorded in ancient books, and many islanders listened to the stories told by pirates who came by chance and went down to Qinghai with octopus balloons.

I don't know if it's dead or alive, and no one has ever come back anyway.

"Can this really be given to us?" Compot had fallen to the ground, gently picking up a handful of dirt with his hands, and asked Bacchus again with tears in his eyes.

Bacchus nodded, obviously underestimating the attraction of dirt to the people of the Sky Island, especially this kind of small Sky Island without dirt.

"Quick, go and clean up the harvest square, I want to take the distinguished guests to the square for a banquet. Also, tear down this dock and carry the dirt back! ”

The old village chief shouted excitedly, commanded again and again, and the islanders cheered excitedly.

Bacchus, who had been politely rejected just now, became the most popular guest on Sky Island at this time.

Earlier, he had the wit to take out the soil that he had forgotten in the space, but he didn't expect the effect to be so good.

"Aren't you afraid I'm a pirate now?"

The old village chief smiled and waved his hand, "Although the old man has never been out of the White Sea, he also has his own way of looking at people. ”

Bacchus was noncommittal, and did not bother to explore, and under the leadership of the old village chief, there were two giant flower beds at the root of two vines.

In the middle of the flower beds there is a small square, which the locals call the harvest square.

As more than a dozen squares of dirt were respectfully carried back, the women and children waiting in the square began to cheer, one by one wanting to get closer to the dirt and look more carefully.

"Give me a little back, and I will have a chance to see it in the future." The old village chief yelled at the crowd, and then hurriedly arranged for someone to spread the soil evenly at the roots of the vines.

Vines are their lifeblood, and if there are good things, they must naturally consider vines first.

Not only did the giant vines hold their homes in place, but the young leaves were their source of vegetables, and the huge pods that they produced every year, which were ground into flour, were one of their staple foods.

It can be said that the giant vines are the patron saints of this empty island.

It wasn't until everything was arranged that the islanders came up with the best food and feasted on Bacchus.

A variety of white and white sea special fish, bean flour cake, cuttlefish juice cold vine leaves.

Although it is not as rich as the food of Qinghai, the taste is quite unique.

After the feast, Bacchus was invited to the village chief's house, and the village chief's wife served vine tea to the two and withdrew.

Conpot took a sip of tea with a look of reminiscence, "There used to be a few ancient books on our island, but the pirate attack a few years ago burned them.

So I can only tell you some of the stories that have been passed down from mouth to mouth on the island, and it is up to you to judge whether they are true or not. ”

Bacchus listened quietly as he drank his tea.

From the story of the village chief, Baromelette, in the earliest days, was a large island, which was originally a waste disposal station.

Their ancestors were all staff at the disposal station, and the island specialized in disposing of waste sent from other empty islands.

There used to be kingdoms in the sky, which were very developed and powerful.

Later, a war destroyed the island, and Barolet was torn apart, some of them drifted away, part of it crashed, and the Barolet where they now live is only part of the original living quarters.

As for the processing station in the core area, it is estimated that it crashed, and I have not heard of other empty islands nearby for hundreds of years.

The village chief didn't know anything about the war, and the ancestors didn't say anything about it, maybe their ancestors were marginal.

After all, they all lived in the place of the waste disposal station, and they must have been at the bottom at that time.

"Maybe it's a war between the moon and the earth!" Bacchus thought to himself, he knew that the original Sky Island people might be moon people, who came to the pirate world because of the shortage of lunar resources.

The technologically advanced moonmen have come to the blue planet, what will they think of the backward blue star humans?

Actively teach knowledge? Friendly with each other?

Not necessarily, right?

Most likely slavery!

It is a matter of resources and living space, and when the local people catch up with their strength, they will definitely launch an attack on invaders such as the moon people.

After listening to the story, Bacchus said goodbye to the village chief and flew to the top of the huge vine.

"Is it true that this vine has not been transformed by technology?"

After taking a few photos, Bacchus flew slowly to the sea, and there were many interesting places waiting for him.