The golden light was warm and soft, reflecting the sea surface and creating a sparkling wave. The melodious singing was delicate and moving, making every cell seem to be enjoying a bath of nectar. I was completely immersed in this blend of light and sound, and closed my eyes. My eyes are experiencing the feeling of soul sublimation, as if I am in the pure land of bliss, so peaceful and peaceful.
After a long time, when I opened my eyes again, I saw the blue sky, the white clouds, and the sparkling sea. The traces left by the storm in this peaceful world were only a few broken boats. ships, and huge icy waves more than ten meters high towering in front of us.
Suddenly there was a faint sound of footsteps below the deck, and our little mermaid princess who had made great achievements walked up from inside first, twisting her golden tail that was shining in the sunlight, pounced on me, and jumped into my arms. Inside, he smiled brightly at me, and his swaying golden tail occasionally fanned across my nose. Unexpectedly, I couldn't smell any fishy smell at all, and was replaced by a strange fragrance.
"Ga----oh----ga----oh-
Behind the little mermaid is the golden dead dog, with its two rabbit-long ears flapping, trying its best to imitate the mighty roar of a dinosaur, and its swaggering steps are as arrogant as a giant dragon, but as you can see You see, it's just a Pekingese about a foot tall, a poor little bastard who was thrown into a spin by a mermaid a few sizes younger than him.
This dead dog passed me right past me and ran to the bow of the boat. It screamed loudly. When it saw that there was a "huge ice wall" in front of it blocking its sight, it couldn't help but bared its teeth and claws and pounced. The momentum of going up.
"Xiaofan, has the rain stopped?"
Finally, the sleepy little ghost floated up directly, rubbing her eyes and asking in a cute and confused manner. She was also the calmest one in the boat besides the little mermaid. Because it can float, the sea poses no threat to her at all. Even if the worst happens and the ship sinks, I think the little ghost can at most hold me and float to a desert island to stage a Robinson Crusoe. , as for the life and death of other unrelated people. She won't care.
"Yeah, stop."
I looked around and saw that the bright ship that had passed through the storm was riddled with holes. Not to mention the huge mast had been swept away by the big waves. There were many holes in the deck alone. The whole ship maintained a delicate The tilt angle is no different from that of a dirty and shabby beggar.
Wait, tilt?
Oh no. I quickly asked the little ghost to take the little mermaid back into the necklace. Then Mashif struggled to shake and fell to the board of the ship. For a while. He woke up leisurely. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the blue sky. He wiped his eyes in disbelief.
"How long have I been asleep? The storm has stopped?"
"Stop. But now is not the time to be happy." I saw an ecstatic expression on his face. Pour a basin of cold water on it.
"Hurry up and wake up the other sailors. Repair the ship. Otherwise it's going to sink."
At this time. Masif finally came to his senses. Stand up quickly. After stomping a few times with his feet spread wide. He has countless times more experience than me. We immediately understood our current situation. His expression couldn't help but change.
"It doesn't matter. It's still too late to repair."
He said that there were still several days of sailing from the stopover at Kurast Seaport. If the ship sank now, everyone in the land would have to feed the fish.
With the combined efforts of the two of us, the sailors were woken up one by one. Those who really couldn't wake up would be hard to wake up even if they poured ice water on them. After understanding the situation, these sailors immediately went inside the ship and started repairing it before they could express their joy about the rest of their lives. Sailors even jumped into the sea and sank under the ship to work.
Some sailors went to the other two boats to wake up other sailors, although it was a bit late. But let me explain. There are three ships in Masif's fleet, and the one I am on is the three-masted main ship. The other two were smaller. During the storm just now, the sailors of the other two boats were very clever. After I set up an ice wave, they hid behind the main boat, so they were proud to have escaped.
Even so, after the ship was completely repaired and the subsequent damage report was compiled, Masif still cried and knelt down, murmuring to the sea and praying, wishing those dead brothers to rest in peace——The main ship was damaged due to We had to help, so there were no casualties, but the other two auxiliary ships were not so lucky. One-quarter of the 253 sailors inside - a full 52 sailors disappeared forever in the storm. These people have been traveling with Masif for several years. It can be said that they are not brothers but they are better than brothers. How can Masif not be sad.
Under the repairs of the sailors, the three shabby ships, covered with "patches", sailed forward precariously. Since all the masts were broken in the storm, they could no longer sail forward, so the sailing speed was faster than It used to be much slower. The journey of two or three days now takes about a week to get there. If the fleet was still full of vigor and contented young people a day ago, then at this moment, these three ships are lined up in a row under the sunset. The cargo ship moving slowly like a snail has become a hungry old man fleeing the famine.
Fortunately, the sea did not give any test to our dying fleet. Six days later, we finally arrived at the last midway island in Kurast Harbor. The sailors on the pier of the island looked at the three broken ships. The dilapidated cargo ship appeared in sight, and everyone couldn't help but stop and watch. After our ship arrived at the dock, some experienced sailors immediately came up to help us transfer the wounded on the ship. Those who were weak were also carefully taken care of. ---- This is an unspoken rule among sailors. No one knows what will happen in the unknown sea, so be kind to the brave men who have escaped from the shipwreck. Maybe one day, you will feel lucky for this unspoken rule. .
There are captains that Masif knows here - they are all engaged in maritime trade. They look up and down, and the prices have to be weighed against each other to avoid vicious competition. Most of the captains are connected, and they seem to support each other. Masif, who was ten years older, kept comforting him, and everyone was taken care of enthusiastically. Except for me, an adventurer, there was nothing I could do. Who said I was still so energetic? Moreover, the distinction between superiority and inferiority in this world is quite obvious. What if those sailors came up and were misunderstood by the adventurers as underestimating themselves and were scolded, wouldn't they be asking for trouble?
Except for a few sailors in good condition who stayed to look after the ship, the other sailors had left. I followed behind the sailors and pulled down the cloak on top. Disappeared into the bustling crowd.
After resting on the island for two days, I found Masif, who had regained his composure, and compensated him for half of the goods he had lost as promised. He was not polite, and after collecting them, he told me that the fleet might need Staying on the island for at least a month, on the one hand, the three ships must undergo major renovations, and on the other hand, the lost sailors must be replaced. If I couldn't wait, he could introduce me to another fleet.
Staying in a place where birds don't poop for a month? Of course that wouldn't work. I agreed to Masif's suggestion without even thinking about it. The next day, under his introduction, I met another captain of the fleet. In the afternoon, I bid farewell to Masif's fleet and embarked on the voyage again.
Half a month later, I finally crossed the Twin Seas and entered the inland river. The dense virgin forests on both sides replaced the vast sea, the humid and hot climate, and the colorful and unknown birds in the forest. Wandering on the shore, looking at our wild beasts with green eyes, and the various predators lurking in the water, I fully appreciated a unique style.
The green grassland of Rogge Camp, the boundless desert of Lugaoin, the majestic waves of the Twin Seas, the forest ocean of Kurast, the steel giant city of Demon Fortress, and the ice and snow plateau of Harrogas. Putting aside other factors, it is like experiencing a world tour with different styles in the Dark Continent.
The next day after a day of sailing on the inland river, just as I was drifting off to sleep on the bed, the whole ship suddenly shook slightly, then stopped, followed by the noise of the dock and the cheers of the sailors. Voice.
Have you arrived in Kurast? It should be, the sailors said, if nothing unexpected happens. We will arrive at Clast Harbor this afternoon. I jumped up from the bed with excitement. I walked out from below the deck and was greeted by a moist and hot smell mixed with the smell of mud, which was almost suffocating. I squinted my eyes slightly and looked at the scenery in front of me.
Forests, swamps, lakes, cities.
This is my first impression of Kurast Seaport. Kane mentioned in his book that Kurast Seaport was built on a huge swamp, with stone blocks built in shallow areas. The Kurast people live on the platform. The platforms are connected by wooden bridges. If the distance is far, you can also choose to take a boat. When I saw this information, the first thing I thought of was a famous building in the world in the past. Water city----Venice.
Of course, Kurast is far less beautiful than Venice. The ugly black swamps, turbid rivers and small lakes make up the color here. If you have to connect the two, we can only say that Kurast is the most beautiful place. Venice has the unique darkness, confusion and blood smell of the dark world.
After bidding farewell to the fleet, I finally set foot on the Kurast Harbor. I felt quite excited. I looked around and saw some sailors and workers. I thought, it’s better to leave quickly. There is no experience here. How much Kurast style is there.
At the exit of the pier, you can choose two ways to visit. One is to move from the wooden bridge to the adjacent platform, and the other is to take a unique boat here. As long as you have money, you can go wherever you want.
Undoubtedly, the advantage of the first method is that it is free, while the second method is fast and convenient. Most importantly, it allows some people who have no sense of direction to rest easy without worrying about getting lost.
So, naturally, I chose the first option...
I bought a rough map of Kurast from the hawker on the dock. I stepped on the wooden bridge connecting adjacent platforms and browsed the map. Oh, by the way, although this wooden bridge is very strong, it is not easy for tall barbarians and Paladins, please pay special attention. You'd better put away your mighty armor and swords, otherwise...
Well, the side connected to the dock, which is the west area of Kurast, is the trade area. The other three areas are the residential area and the training area, and the middle is an exclusive adventurer's paradise. This is very similar to The distribution of Rogge Camp is similar, but the terrain here is far more complicated than Rogge Camp. Because these platforms are built on raised swamps, the distribution is irregular. The Kurast map, which is connected by large and small wooden bridges and formed into an irregular network, is a different and more terrifying maze compared to Lu Gaoyin's densely intersecting roads.
For example, the trade area where I am now consists of more than a dozen stone platforms. Most of these platforms have an area of dozens of football fields, and these platforms are connected to each other. It will constitute a very complex terrain. Even the Kurast people who have lived here for decades will sometimes not believe that they are going the wrong way. As for the residential area that is dozens of times larger than the trade area, that is even more difficult. Horrible.
Fortunately, I don't have to worry about memorizing these scary routes. I just need to have a little taste of the customs here and then memorize the distribution platforms in the central area, eh. Let me take a look. In the central adventurer area, there are a total of... two... three... four... eight... eleven. Eleven platforms, haha, it’s just eleven platforms, is it still possible to defeat me?
Sorry, I brag, I was really stumped... I was looking at the map while walking, and before I knew it, I had come to a completely unfamiliar place, oh. Sorry, I was wrong again. There is no place I am familiar with here at all, and it looks strange everywhere. But I can be sure that I am still in the trade area, looking at the people and vendors going around, I judged this way.
When talking about the forest, the first thing that comes to mind is of course fruits. If you ask about the representative specialty of Kurast. It must be fruit. Transport cheap fruits from here to Lugaoyin and sell them. You can definitely get a good price. However, the preservation of fruits is not easy. Is it better to spend a lot of money to hire an ice mage to preserve the fruits, or to buy them and pickle them? Dried fruits, this is indeed an issue worth considering, but these have nothing to do with me, looking at the wide variety of low-priced fruits. What I thought of was that the little mermaid and the little ghost were going to have a good time. As for the dead dog, it doesn't resist fruits even when it comes to food. Well, what a strange dog.
In addition, there are many kinds of dried meat on the market, because in the forest, these resources are relatively abundant, and there are all kinds of strange things. Oh, this says crocodile dried meat, I am not interested, and there is also python meat. , Iron Mouth Lizard Meat, King Kong Meat, Godzilla Meat, White Devil Meat..., ignore them all.
Hey, I seemed to have seen something strange just now. Was it my imagination?
Wait, what is this? Red ant meat...has aphrodisiac properties...the best gift for your husband..., holy shit, is this okay?
After being eye-opening at the trade market, I finally came to my senses and called a boat. With a shout, the boatman standing at the stern rowed the oar leisurely. The boat broke through the calm water and sailed very leisurely. Moving forward at a fast speed, an endless stream of boats passed by, the boatmen greeted each other enthusiastically, and the boat passengers looked at each other with interest, or looked at the ripples on the water in a trance, the simple and plain feeling The pace makes people feel calm unconsciously.
The boat passed through criss-crossed waterways and crossed several lakes. After about three or two hours, it finally stopped on a platform. The adventurers constantly coming and going on it proved that this was indeed the central platform. They paid After paying the money, while walking slowly on the platform, I took out the animal skin scroll that Akara gave me.
Well, first find an old man named Omas. He is one of the leaders of the Kurast Adventurer Alliance. It is best to meet him first. Of course, Kane's cousin, Thorn, is also One of the leaders of the Adventurer Alliance, he will provide some help during your time in Kurast.
Then again, people from the Kane family are really everywhere.
I decided to go find the old man named Ormus first. It may be rude to say this, but Thorne should look the same as Kane, just like a supporting character in some RPG games with insufficient funds. The only thing that distinguishes them is the name above their head.
With the guidance of a kind person, I quickly found one of the people in charge, but I couldn't muster up the courage to go up and say hello right away. How should I put it, this old man from Omas looked like, uh... ..., so unique.
First of all, there is nothing surprising about his bronze skin. He is tall and thin, which is understandable. However, paired with the weird robe and holding a weird long staff in his hand, he is bare and round. His head, even his eyebrows were shaved off.
Please let me tell you my opinion in one breath - he looks very Indian. And he is a fanatical Indian Asan who has joined a strange religious organization...
Well, standing was not an option. I took a few deep breaths and finally gathered the courage to walk up and was about to speak.
"You are talking to Omus now."
Comrade Ah San suddenly turned around as if his head had popped up from behind. He said one step ahead of me.
"I know, I'm Aka..." Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"This warrior, is he interested in joining a strange organization?"
He held the crutch in his hand - it was carved with strange patterns, the head of the stick was like a flat half-burning sun, then he opened his hands and said with a pious attitude.
"No way, go back and suggest that Akara change the person in charge." I muttered, turned around and left.
"Boy, you really have no sense of humor."
A big bronze hand grabbed his shoulder. Omus's voice came.
"Don't make such bad jokes on strangers you've never met."
I shook off the hand on my shoulder and turned around to look helplessly at this old man with vulgar and evil taste.
"Hey, I originally thought that if he was a funny young man, I would let him pass the test directly and use teleportation directly. I was really disappointed..."
"..." Speechless.
"……"silence.
"If you put it this way, you must also know my identity." I said through gritted teeth, resisting the urge to rush forward and beat up this damn Indian Asan.
"That's right."
"Then do you still need Akara's Codex?"
"Of course, maybe you are a projection, oh blah blah blah..." The old man said a cold joke that he thought was funny, and then let out an extremely harsh and unpleasant laugh.
I silently handed the animal skin scroll that Akara entrusted to me to Omus, and decided to say less. Keep your distance from this vulgar old man.
As a result, Omas only glanced at the scroll, as if he was doing it perfunctorily, then put the scroll away and inserted it into the strap behind his butt.
"Okay, I have received the things. Welcome, Wu Fan, our little elder. Oh, you have confirmed that you do not want to join our organization. As long as you join us, you can learn to treat the people you hate the most thousands of miles away. Are you really not interested in using magic to curse death in other places?"
Curse the other person to death from thousands of miles away? Is it some new profession or skill that I can still learn after I have changed my profession to Druid? When I heard what Omus said, I immediately became interested, but I was still a little wary of his previous statement of "strange organization."
"Oh. It's so magical. Can you explain it to me first?"
"This is simple." Seeing that I had joined the party, Omas suddenly became excited. He quickly took out a scarecrow from nowhere.
"Did you see it? This is not an ordinary scarecrow, but a scarecrow made of dried straw..."
Can you tell me what the difference is between this and a regular scarecrow?
"Then..." Omus licked Tian's dry lips and continued excitedly.
"Just put the body part of the person you want to curse, such as hair, into the scarecrow, and finally look like this..."
He fixed the scarecrow on the wall, took out a nail and a hammer, inserted the nail into the scarecrow fiercely, and then kept hitting it with the hammer.
"If you persist like this, your enemies will one day be cursed to death by you."
After driving the nail into the three-pointer, Omas seemed to have completed something extremely difficult. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and showed a "hearty" smile after "exercise".
"Playing----" A basin of water poured down from above, dousing the cool Omus. Then a head appeared from the window above and cursed loudly and nailed it to the wall of my hotel. Can't you hear it? Do you understand human language? "
I was really an idiot for believing what he said. I went back and suggested that Akara change the person in charge, and I turned around and left.
"Wait a minute, little elder, don't be like this? It was just a joke, don't you think it's funny? Doesn't the fatigue of the journey become a lot lighter because of this? Oh ba ba ba ba..." Omus, who was all wet, hurriedly He stopped me and laughed strangely.
"Hey, don't worry, don't worry, I'm going to talk about serious business, just say it."
Seeing that I had someone leaving, Omas quickly stopped laughing and said repeatedly.
"About your test of obtaining Kurast's teleportation..." His face straightened, and Omus put away his playful look. It would be easier to be a KKK again... (Distant Eyes)
