Daniz opened his mouth and subconsciously spat out an Indisian word:

"Hostel. ”

The air seemed to freeze instantly, and Daniz looked at the coachman's dark brown skin, rough and messy black hair, softer outline lines, and equally dazed expression, and exhaled silently, thinking that he was unlucky, and walked to the other end of the street with his luggage.

"Shit! I met such a coachman who didn't know Intis! Wouldn't you know a few Northern Continent words to pick up passengers near the docks? There are so many Inties, Runes, and Fursacks coming and going here!" Daniz muttered as he looked ahead, looking for passers-by who looked like they were from the Northern Continent or of the corresponding blood, so that they could get into the hotel and fill their stomachs.

As far as he knew, there were quite a lot of Intius immigrants in Port Behrens, and there were also some Rune, Fursack, and Fenerport, and as long as they could meet one or two, communication would not be a problem.

However, Daniz felt that there was a premise for all this, that is, he did not faint from heat stroke in the process of searching.

"What shit!" he cursed as he looked up at the blue sky, the white clouds, and the sun that wasn't blazing enough, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Scolding and scolding, Daniz actually knows very well that the temperature in the southern continent this season is moderate, even a little low, and the reason why he is so hot is because he wears the "sun brooch", but when he first arrives, he has not yet figured out the state, so he does not dare to take off this brooch and stuff it in the suitcase - if he accidentally loses this item, he can fully imagine the cold and crazy eyes of Gelman Sparrow.

Let's have a few people from the Northern Continent, any country, I'm a big pirate who has mastered a lot of Chinese...... Daniz's mouth kept whispering, and all that came to mind was iced beer and a sea of icebergs.

As he read it, he suddenly raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

He finally saw a guy who was obviously of the Northern Continent race!

And, it seems likely, it may still be acquaintances!

Diagonally in front of Daniz, at the corner of the sun-drenched street, a young man with short blond hair combed into a seven-hundred-thrust was leaning against the wall, playing a silvery-white harmonica.

With green eyes, a white shirt unbuttoned, a fully open black waistcoat and dark trousers, and a lone black glove, he was none other than the Misty Sea's strongest hunter, Anderson Hood!

What a coincidence? This guy actually came to Siberang...... Daniz was overjoyed, only to feel that he had finally caught a piece of driftwood in the vast sea of people, and he didn't care to recall Anderson's performance on the "Golden Dream", so he directly leaned over and greeted him in the standard tone of a hunter:

"Why? can't be a treasure hunter anymore, and start street performing?"

He noticed that Anderson had a top hat upside down in front of him, which contained twenty or thirty brass coins, a small amount belonging to the "Cope" of Intis, and most of them to the local "Delisi".

- "Delisi" means copper plate in the Intis language.

Anderson stopped playing and glanced at Daniz:

"It's not my hat.

"I happened to pass by here, and when I saw such a hat fall on the ground, no one noticed it, and I felt a little emotional, so I took out the piano and blew it casually.

"You rude pirate probably can't understand the charm of music, this knows no borders, and I tell you, your captain is especially fond of ......"

"Stop!" Daniz snapped his forehead, stopping Anderson's words in which direction he was going, and instead asked, "How did you get here?"

Anderson took the harmonica and thought about it seriously:

"That's a good question.

"I don't know how I came to West Bailang, and I can't remember what happened in the intervening two months. ”

Danitz wanted to say don't joke, but Anderson's serious expression made him involuntarily a little convinced, and asked thoughtfully:

"Can't remember anything?"

Anderson put away the silver harmonica, bent down to pick up the top hat with a lot of coins, and played the dust:

"My last memory was of Byam, and after parting with Gelman Sparrow, it seemed that I was going to meet someone in the predetermined place, and when I woke up, I was in Sibelang......

"Haha, don't worry about these things, it's good to be alive, ah, it's almost noon, let's go, find a place to eat, I heard that Behrens's pork knuckle is particularly famous. ”

As he spoke, Anderson placed the top hat and the coin inside next door to the homeless man next door.

Daniz was hot, hungry, and tired, and when he heard this, he lifted his spirits and said:

"Do you know the Dutan language here?"

Anderson suddenly sighed:

"Haven't you heard of the many adventures of me, a treasure hunter, in Sibelang?"

Yes, I wanted to ask you for information about Sibelang...... It's chaotic and dangerous, and if I can pull Anderson in it, it will definitely be a lot safer, and there will be an extra translator! I can't say hired, I can't afford to pay him...... Daniz smiled a little:

"Then I'll rest assured, let's go. ”

He carried his luggage, and with Anderson, went around to the side street, and found a nearby restaurant to enter.

Hearing the waiter's babbling and seeing the menu full of unknown words, Daniz had a headache and hurriedly said to Anderson:

"Come and see. ”

As he spoke, he handed the menu to the strongest hunter in the Misty Sea on the other side.

Anderson didn't stretch out his hand, and responded with a normal face:

"I don't understand it either. ”

“...... Didn't you say you would be able to speak frankly?" Daniz blurted out in amazement.

Anderson spread his hands and said:

"I didn't say that.

"Does it have anything to do with coming to Sibailang many times to look for treasures and knowing Dutan?"

"You don't know how to read the words in the ruins of ancient temples and castles, how to find treasures?" Daniz's expression was a little distorted again, and the speed of his speech involuntarily became faster.

Anderson picked up the cup that the waiter had just placed, took a sip of water, and said:

"A problem that can be solved with a dictionary is not a problem.

"Besides, can't you communicate with the people of the Southern Continent if you don't speak frankly?"

After speaking, he looked sideways at the waiter and said in Intis:

"Two characteristic pork knuckles. ”

The waiter looked unquestionably dazed, constantly pointing to the menu.

Anderson was not impatient at all, and pressed his nose with his right hand unhurriedly, simulating the sound of a pig humming.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then showed a blank expression, and then, Anderson pointed to his elbow and the Behrens icon on the menu, and used his finger to make a gesture of the number "2".

"*%¥#" The waiter nodded his head in an accented Dutan dialect to show that he understood, and Daniz was almost stunned as he watched from the side.

Anderson made a gesture, mixed with a few simple Dutan words, and finally finished ordering, turned his head and smiled at Daniz:

"Got it? In this world, the real universal language is, body language!"

Daniz looked at it with a blank expression and twitched the corners of his mouth in response.

............

The carriage left the West End and headed south at a fork in the road, soon arriving at a military base.

Led by Colonel Calvin's handwritten letter and the lieutenant, Crane entered smoothly and came to a rammed-earth plaza where a behemoth of dark blue and pure white was parked.

The airship was tens of meters long, with sturdy and light alloy frames sticking out of the envelope, spreading and staggering, supporting the airtight and waterproof cloth equipped with airbags, and below were the machine gun muzzles, bomb muzzles, and gun muzzles.

At this time, the hum of the high-phlogistin steam engine has not yet sounded, and the corresponding paddles have not rotated, and everything seems very quiet.

Crane handed the documents and identification to the officer guarding the gangway, and after receiving permission, he boarded the airship step by step with his suitcase.

It is like a ship's cabin, divided into three floors, the top with complex mechanisms and warehouses for storing goods, in the middle is a hall where buffets and balls can be held, around the hall and on both sides of the passage leading to the upper and lower floors, there are rest rooms, and at the bottom, there are machine gun rooms, ammunition rooms, artillery emplacements, and soldiers' rooms.

Passing through one of the guards with rifles, Crane followed the officer's instructions and found the corresponding break room, and placed his luggage next to a sofa-like seat.

Then, he picked up the glass of water on the table, walked to the window, and looked out at the scenery.

Frankly speaking, although he knew a little bit of everything, he only knew a little bit about it, so he didn't understand what the design principle of this latest airship was, how high it could fly and how much bump it would have in mid-air.

This made him a little apprehensive, and before leaving, he went to the gray fog to do a divination, and got the revelation that he could reach his destination relatively smoothly.

It seems that there is a seat belt, and the airship industry in this world has a history of many years, and the experience in all aspects is relatively sufficient...... Crane was about to withdraw his gaze to look outside, admiring the room setup and the candlelight behind the hard glass cover, when he suddenly saw a group of people approaching the airship, numbered "1345".

These men and women, most of them wore thin black trench coats, red gloves, and suitcases of different sizes, except for one, wearing mysterious psychic robes, blue eyeshadow and blush, and it was none other than Dalie Simone.

Behind the lady, walking is the black-haired Leonard Mitchell.

Unbeknownst to everyone else, Leonard's pace slowed suddenly, and he raised his head and looked at the second level of the airship.

His eyes then reflected Dawn Dantès, who wore a formal suit and bow tie with white and blue eyes.

The gentleman stood behind a window, smiled kindly, and raised his glass.