Chapter 1041 Big Trouble, the Chain Reaction of the Migration Tide!

The sea water hits the giant flat bamboo raft composed of hundreds of bamboo rafts, splashing salty water.

The humid and warm air makes people lose their spirits, and even the elegant female voice coming from the radio sounds like hypnosis.

This is the giant wave sea area 5,000 nautical miles away from the New World, located on the northeast side of the New World. It only takes one month to reach the land at full speed.

Originally, because the disaster magnitude was only reduced by 40%, basically no humans appeared in this area.

But recently, more people have gone to the New World, and this place has gradually become lively, with a large number of scattered teams every day.

Or trade for fresh food, or inquire about the news of the New World through the post station.

There are also many people who are looking for mercenaries like in the radio to resist pirates who may appear nearby at any time.

At this time, there is a narrow hut built with wooden boards on the bamboo raft.

Just after reading the manuscript, Dorothy with blonde hair came out shaking her head like an angry lioness.

"Remember, next time if they don't pay enough bounty, this kind of advertisement will be killed!"

"Who knows we actually exchanged this thing for a precious long-distance intelligence opportunity."

Slapping the straw paper on which she recorded the information, endless dissatisfaction could only be heard in her tone.

In fact, Dorothea would not be so angry that she would angrily go off the air before she even finished reading the script.

If it were in the past, the bounty price paid for this information would have made her happy for several days.

But now, the rules of the message transmission at the sea station have changed due to the large population flow.

The charge for the message itself can no longer meet the needs of the station.

They need more valuable news to attract those passing humans to buy detailed news and earn the difference in the middle.

And to buy this long-distance message, the Giant Wave Station spent nearly 300 swimming fish.

More than 200 swimming fish for the reward of the transmission itself!

"The charge for advertising usually starts at 500 yuan. They want to charge 200 yuan. Dream on!"

Looking at the crowded crowd on the deck, no one came to ask for information.

Dorothea cursed again, and tore the straw paper in her hand into pieces, rolled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

Yes, she didn't want to sell this news to other sea stations anymore.

Since these damn guys dared to deceive her, they had to pay the price of not being able to deliver their news.

Bang!

The wooden door was slammed by her, and the men standing nearby looked at each other, a little confused for a while.

However, a few naughty children were running around on the deck. Seeing Dorothea so angry, they ran to the trash can as a prank and took out the paper ball again.

For them who lacked entertainment activities, this was the only fun on the sea.

Soon, more than a dozen small fragments were pieced together, and the crooked font reappeared on it.

"Dad, this 'Tianyuan' territory can treat the Hell Flower virus?"

"Really?"

"Wow, that's amazing. I heard that the Hell Flower virus in the New World seems to be very powerful, and people will die if they get it.

"They should charge for treatment, right? Who knows if it's a sting operation?"

"I seem to have heard of the name Tianyuan, but I can't remember where I heard it."

"Let's record their location first, in case we go to the New World and get infected, we can still hope for treatment."

"That makes sense. Hey, there is no information about their location in this report? Did Dorothea hide it on purpose?"

"If there is no information, then there is no information. We don't have the money to buy information from this vampire. "

The men who were working did not discuss this. Most of them just wrote down the name Tianyuan and left in a hurry.

After all, this message is just an "advertisement".

They didn't get the "Hell Flower" virus, so paying attention to this thing is just worrying about nothing.

As for going to Dorothea to buy more detailed information, it's even more ridiculous. God knows what kind of sky-high price she will offer.

It's better to save more supplies and go to the New World as soon as possible!

The transmission of information is not only blocked in the Giant Wave Sea.

Since the population movement has led to changes in the rules of the post stations, most post stations have become more cautious when purchasing information.

As careless as Dorothea is... Only a few people were interested.

Most people listened to the general idea, judged its transaction value, and shook their heads and chose other messages.

The rest of the people bought it and found that it was just an insignificant advertisement, and they also had different anger emotions.

Those who were a little calmer could still read the message diligently and expect someone to come and buy the specific information.

Some people like Dorothea who were a little angry simply put the sender "Tianyuan Territory" on the permanent blacklist.

And these were not known to the intelligence team in the giant tree root sea area on the edge of the coastline.

It was already the evening of January 5th!

"These greedy things, are they trying to make a fortune by selling intelligence? "

Sitting in the crude intelligence receiving and sending station, Bao Lei could not help but curse.

If he had not been idle and had been checking the news on the world channel, he would probably still be kept in the dark.

The player with the ID "Dorothea" sent three messages in a row, cursing without bottom line, as if the territory owed her a lot of money.

And if what she said was true

"Friend, calm down, calm down, we didn't know this happened."

"Don't worry, we have received the payment you paid, and we will definitely ensure that this message will be delivered within 10,000 nautical miles!"

The man sitting opposite the table kept wiping his sweat.

Especially when he saw the pistol that was exposed from time to time on Bao Lei's waist, the whole person was tense, fearing that the guy opposite him would suddenly shoot in the next second.

"Hall, we have paid so much as agreed, it's not right for this to happen."

When he thought that 90% of the supplies he brought were paid, Bao Lei was so depressed that he didn't want to talk.

He even wanted to kill the boss directly and take over as the manager of the post station.

But when his hand touched the butt of the gun, he remembered the instructions of the lord when he came, and he had to force himself to calm down.

The rules on the sea are not as simple as on land.

They have seen it many times on the way here. Those seemingly kind guys are no more merciful than pirates when they encounter "good opportunities".

If the New World still has a trace of order because of the existence of indigenous people,

Then the sea area where the migration tide is erupting is a chaotic and disorderly killing field.

Almost all the time, there are fights here, and there are injuries from time to time.

"Of course, I know, I promise you, brother!"

"Give me some time, I will solve this matter!"

Although Hall was very annoyed in the face of questioning, he still behaved respectfully.

"I will give you half a day at most, otherwise we will return the reward we paid."

"Yes, I will kill you if you delay, you are a dishonest thing."

"Don't pretend not to understand, see, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will shoot you directly."

"Didn't this guy deliberately steal our money?!"

Looking at the boiling Chinese behind Bao Lei, Hall took a deep breath, stood up and apologized repeatedly.

Originally, he was in a good mood today. The large number of foreign human migrations brought a lot of opportunities to make money.

But now this group of people came to make trouble, which made him feel terrible.

However, Hall did not stop these people from getting angry on the spot.

This is the only rule that he has followed to live for so long, and he will never have a direct conflict with others.

He waited until he was assured again and again that Bao Lei and a dozen people had disappeared from his sight.

He then brewed his emotions for a moment, turned back to the hut, and took out a small red paper from under the table.

There was nothing recorded on the front of the small paper, and there was a skull on the back.

He picked up the quill on the table and wrote quickly, and soon filled the entire front.

After reading it with satisfaction and confirming that there were no typos, he got up and went out and hurried to another area on the deck.

As a post station near the coast, the scale here is much larger than that on the sea.

Even a slum area was specially divided to accommodate those unfortunate people in distress.

When he came to an inconspicuous wooden hut, Hall knocked on the door gently.

"Clarence, are you there? I need you to go out to sea to help me do some small things."

"Yes, you tell me."

"Give this little card to the blood slaves and tell them that if they succeed, I will do what they asked me to do last time."

"Blood slaves? Aren't they pirates?"

"Shh, I don't want anyone to know about this."

Hearing Clarence's question, Hall's face changed and he raised his voice quickly.

As a well-known figure in the Giant Tree Root Station, he raised a lot of white gloves to deal with this kind of troublesome work.

It's just that there are too many times to deal with it recently, and the number of reliable white gloves has dropped sharply.

Newly trained people like Clarence obviously don't know their mission yet.

"After you finish this, I will give you a thousand sea langs and find you a reliable tribe to go to the new world."

"At that time, you don't have to run around with your brother anymore."

Sometimes emotions are also a weapon.

Hall is very good at attacking people's weaknesses, especially the poor who have more concerns.

This is also one of his criteria for finding white gloves.

Those greedy blood slaves will not send back the prey that comes to their door obediently. They will squeeze the last drop of blood like animals before stopping.

And when Clarence succeeds, his younger brother will become the next reliable white glove.

At that time, he can easily trick him into performing the next task by saying that he is going to find his brother.

However, the subsequent development this time did not go as he imagined.

Clarence's questioning did not stop, but his tone became a little higher.

"My lord, the blood slaves have come to the post station to attack several times recently. The post station manager even offered a reward to find the insider who leaked the news. You asked me to notify them now."

"Shut up, you stupid thing."

Hearing the voice inside, Hall's face changed drastically, and his left and right hands involuntarily touched the butt of the gun on his waist.

Miscalculated, the white glove selected this time turned out to be a guy with brains.

Shouldn't he focus on the reward of one thousand sea lang?

When the white gloves heard the reward, they were like animals that had lost their minds, and they just wanted to complete the task quickly.

With it, let alone going to the New World, even in the post station, you can enter the upper class!

But now

Looking at the wooden door that was not locked, Hall gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and chose to kick it open directly.

If it was just a question, there would be room for cultivation.

But he already knew the reward, and even connected it to the recent successful sneak attacks by the blood slaves.

"Kid, you forced me to do this."

The darkness in the house caused his pupils to shrink for a moment.

At first, Hall did not see clearly where Clarence was standing.

He raised his revolver and carefully pressed it against the wall, blinking constantly to adapt to the environment in the room.

But the next second, his raised arm froze, and he felt a burst of metal coldness on both sides of his head.

"Old fox, I think you are really tired of living."

Next to the thin Clarence, Bao Lei was sitting on a stool with a big horse and a golden sword.

Surrounding him were four humans holding rifles, and several people quietly surrounded the door of the house at some point.

"It seems that you are the one who colluded with the blood slaves?"

"No, listen to my explanation."

Watching the card being taken away by Bao Lei in horror, Hall subconsciously raised his revolver to aim.

However, the poor silly child seemed to have forgotten that there were two guns on his forehead.

Just as he raised his hand, a rumbling sound rang in his ears.

In an instant, red and white splashed high and covered the whole house.

"Fuck, why did you hit him?"

Looking at Hall whose head had exploded, Bao Lei, whose face was covered with blood, was stunned.

He had originally thought that with this excuse, he could just threaten Hall to interrogate useful information and complete the task.

Now, as the gun was fired, everything changed.

Big trouble, I'm afraid it's coming!

"It was an accidental discharge, he accidentally discharged it himself."

The innocent soldier pointed at Hall's left hand, and saw that the revolver still had gunpowder smoke that had not dissipated.

Under high tension, he subconsciously aimed with his right hand, but forgot that his left hand was holding the gun.

Pulling the trigger, the muzzle of the gun moved up by inertia and just aimed at the head.

"What an idiot, he can kill himself."

"It's troublesome, it's really a big trouble this time!"

Fortunately, this revolver was equipped with a silencer, and with the waves beating, it did not attract attention in this slum area.

Looking at the body lying on the ground, Bao Lei wiped the blood from his face, his heart was in turmoil.

The message was not successfully delivered, and now he is in big trouble again.

The manager of this giant tree root sea area has an army under his command. Although the number is not large, there are only about 500 people, and the combat level is so amateur that they can't even beat back one-tenth of the pirates.

But if they are entangled, the subsequent intelligence transmission work will definitely be forgotten.

The manager of this post station will definitely put a few people on the blacklist. If you are unlucky, the territory may also suffer.

At that time, everyone who passes by will know that there is a group of bandits from the "Tianyuan" territory.

With an angry punch on the floor, Bao Lei stood up without saying a word.

"Deal with him, we have to solve this big problem ourselves!"

"Don't worry, boss, I will never let anyone find any traces."

"I will go back now to control his men, and no one will leak the news."

"By the time they find the dead, we will have already fled far away."

The other soldiers in the room obviously thought of the consequences and were busy making plans.

Just hearing their words, Bao Lei's already swollen head hurt even more.

He couldn't help but look at the only outsider in the room, the thin boy who was regarded as a white glove by Hall.

However, to his surprise, the child was not afraid at all, but looked excited.

"Sir, you did a great thing!"

"Oh?"

"You found the traitor of our Giant Tree Root Station. We no longer have to worry about the sneak attacks of the blood slaves!"

"What?"

"This card has your characteristics. Holhol must want to ask the blood slaves to kill you."

"We should go find the manager right now. The bonus of 5,000 Hailang is ours!"

The thin boy's eyes sparkled, and he excitedly said while holding the blood-stained card in his hand.