Each region of the world has its own unique architectural style.

For example, the architecture of the Polar Day Capital is biased towards the ancient costume films of the world, the antique appearance of Qionglou Yuyu.

The City of Eternal Night, on the other hand, is more of a modern city.

As for the fishing town called Bruner in front of Chen Jing's eyes......

Like medieval Europe?

I guess it's pretty much the same.

Whether it is the architectural style or the dress of the local aborigines, it almost exactly matches Chen Jing's impression of medieval Europe.

Of course.

These natives were merely dressed like medieval Europeans.

But they're not human.

Chen Jing firmly believes this.

Like the natives he met along the way......

They all have the same but striking feature.

Dead faces.

Regardless of the height of men and women, young and old, no matter how different the contours of their facial features, their aborigines' eyes are always bulging, and the bloodshot whites of the eyes are often accompanied by some strange and dirty marks, like sick patches growing on the eyeballs......

Like the eyes of a dead fish.

In their eyes, they can't see any human emotions, godless and empty, but they are creepy.

And that's not all.

The faces of these natives were particularly stiff, and they seemed to be able to maintain a blank posture, whether they were talking to each other or looking at outsiders such as Chen Jing, their expressions did not change in any way.

In this town.

Most of the natives Chen Jing had ever seen were extremely majestic, and the muscular contours beyond the limits of human beings almost crushed the cheap clothes on their bodies.

Only the women, children, and the elderly will be a little thinner...... No, to be precise, the skinny man who is almost sickly is in extremely strong contrast with those strong men.

From the moment Chen Jing stepped into the town.

Every indigenous here will make no secret of their gaze on them.

There is no threat in sight, and there is no other emotion in sight.

But intuition told Chen Jing...... There is some ill-going ill will on these natives.

Behind those empty eyes, there may be some chilling "bad ideas".

"The people I hate most are these coastal natives...... You see their empty eyes, right...... Lao Tzu is not happy when he looks at it...... I really want to pick out their eyeballs......" Chen Bofu couldn't help but complain softly.

"Don't talk yet, beware of pulling hatred." Chen Jing reminded, then looked away and looked at the native who had just passed him.

It was a middle-aged man hurrying with a sack on his shoulder, his slightly shabby clothes covered with dirty marks, a solid wood pipe in his mouth, and a dry, peeled fish scale around his neck......

To be honest, Chen Jing looked quite disgusting.

Because the fish scales that grew on his neck only reminded Chen Jing of the dried fish sent by his former colleagues, it was still the kind that had not been scaled, and it dried and peeled after being exposed to the sun, and the fish scales could fall off with a slight buckle.

The town is disgusting.

This is Chen Jing's first impression of the fishing town of Bruna.

But the town is also quiet.

This is Chen Jing's second impression of the fishing town of Bruna.

Throughout.

Regardless of the voices made by Chen Jing himself and the old man, there seemed to be no sound of anyone else talking here, only the occasional footsteps of pedestrians, or the strange sticky sounds coming from some buildings, as if some creature was slowly squirming in the dark.

"The natives who live here are all old descent, and the strongest is only the fourth ......" Chen Jing probably has a little understanding of the natives of this fishing town.

In terms of strength, Chen Jing can level this town alone, but in terms of his true thoughts, he doesn't want to fight with these natives at all, seeing them sticky and fishy...... Forget it.

Chen Jing avoided them.

I just want to get out of this disgusting town as soon as possible, so that I don't smell that dead fish and shrimp when I breathe again.

On the way to the fish stall.

Chen Jing met one "native" after another who liked to stare at them.

Aiming at this phenomenon.

He's ready to do it at any time.

As long as these strange-looking natives dared to do anything out of the ordinary, Chen Jing would directly use the golden holy light to burn this fishy rancid town to ashes...... But unfortunately, none of the natives ever made a move against them.

The natives just stared at them.

That's all.

So Chen Bofu is getting more and more impatient, if it weren't for Chen Jing's hard persuasion all the time, it is estimated that he would have to ignore the risk of exposing his whereabouts and directly flatten this town.

Came to the fish stall that Hassard said.

For the first time, Chen Jing spoke to the natives here.

Although the tone of the other party's speech was strange and dull, he could understand the words clearly......

"You're going to Imboga?"

The local aborigines who spoke were the fish stall owners, and they were also the strongest old descendants of these natives that Chen Jing had ever seen.

However, he did not look amazing, just a dirty fisherman's dress, old and frail, skinny, not as intimidating as the strong men before him.

"Yes." Chen Jing looked at the sticky and foul-smelling wooden floors in front of him, he didn't want to go in and talk to the other party because of his cleanliness by nature, so he could only stand outside the fish stall, "I heard that you can rent a boat here, but you must rent a captain before renting a boat......"

"That's right, it's the rule." The fish stall owner nodded, picked up the pipe stained with dead fish slime from the cutting board, and took a heavy puff, "Actually, this is also for the good of the guests, the climate in the old sea is changeable and the wind and waves are too big, if there are no locals at the helm for you, I'm afraid it won't take half a day, and you will fall into the sea to feed those damn fish." ”

"Make a price."

Chen Jingjing nodded and agreed to the other party's proposal, after all, he had heard Hasad say it before he came, and it seemed that there were such rules in this coastal area.

"A kilogram."

The owner of the fish stall took a sharp puff of his pipe, slowly exhaled the choking gray-black smoke, and there was no other expression on his rigid face, and his empty eyes were still lifeless.

"A kilogram?" Chen Jing didn't react at once.

"A kilogram of filth."

The owner of the fish stall knocked on his pipe on the corner of the table, and when he spoke, his tone was steady, and he couldn't hear the meaning of the knock at all.

"That's a fair price, and in addition to providing you with a fishing boat that is constantly maintained, you'll also have Old John, the best captain in Bruner's fishing town, at the helm."

"A kilogram of filth?! you......"

Before Chen Bofu could scold the swear words behind him, he was swallowed back by Chen Jing's eyes.

A kilogram of filth?

How dare you open your mouth!

This could buy your life!

"Okay, at this price, we'll go now." Chen Jing agreed without the slightest hesitation.

Seeing that he agreed so simply, the owner of the fish stall couldn't help but be stunned, but he didn't ask too much, nodded and went to prepare the fishing boat that Chen Jing and they needed.

"Fishing boats are parked in the harbor?" Chen Jing asked curiously, "Is it the red ship?" ”

"Hmm." The owner of the fish stall nodded.

"Where's Old John?" Chen Jing looked around, only to find that there were no other natives in sight near the fish stall, "Do you need to wait for him?" ”

"No, you don't." The owner of the fish stall rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the port, and said without looking back, "Old John is me, I am Old John, and I am the best captain in this town, no doubt about it...... Trust me, I'm going to give you a wonderful experience at sea! ”

(End of chapter)