Chapter 800 Harbor of Recovery

A flat and spacious stone boat slowly sailed into Clearwater Bay and docked in front of Simbady. The chapter is updated the fastest

Its volume is hugely different from those small boats that occasionally appear in Yinchuan, and it is so heavy that it hardly seems like it can be rowed by human power. There are two metal cylinders standing on top of it, billowing white smoke, and the sides are painted a striking orange. With the flat gray and white deck, it looks like a belly-up red trout at first glance.

Simbady, like most of his compatriots, has never been out of the desert, and has rarely seen the sea, so when he saw such a ship that was obviously not made of wood, he couldn't help but let out a cry of admiration.

The team suddenly became agitated.

"Snapped!"

The caretaker of Osha immediately slapped their whips on the top of their heads, "Shut up! Now line up to get on the boat, hurry up!"

Simbady felt the crowd began to flow, and people behind him kept pushing him, and he couldn't stop even if he wanted to. Caught in the boarding team, a trace of fear suddenly appeared in his heart.

Maybe I shouldn't have left the Yinchuan Oasis at all, and came to this strange land. Although there is always a source of water here, the three gods probably won't be able to gaze at such a distant place. If this ship carried them to the abyss of the Styx, the gods would not hear their cries for help.

"Hold on to me, watch out for your step, don't miss it!" Mu Li's voice brought him back to his senses in an instant.

A small hand clasped his palm and guided him onto the diving board, while people beside him were pushed into the water from time to time, making a splashing sound.

Although someone at the pier will quickly pull them ashore, falling into the river in this weather basically means losing their "job" qualifications.

Those who fell into the water begged to get back into the boat, but they were answered by the whip of the whip.

Simbady and Muli stuck close together and boarded the stone boat with the flow of people. The moment he stepped on the deck, the expected shaking did not appear, and the hull under him remained motionless, as if walking on the ground.

When the springboard was withdrawn, Thuram, the big man of the Osha clan, appeared on the high platform in the middle of the big ship, attracting everyone's attention, "Do you remember what I said before? The chief's most important thing is order And discipline! Look at your drowning clansmen who could all get on board, get jobs, and get plenty of food in the evil moon, but now they have to starve until the next job opportunity The arrival of! And all this is caused by your stupidity!"

"They just fell into the water. You can wait for them to change into a suit of clothes." A sandman just said halfway, when he was pushed to the ground by two guards, and then he was dragged to the side of the boat and dropped into the water.

"Discipline is everything! There is no group that accommodates individuals, only individuals who obey the group!" Thuram said sharply, "Different from clan competition in the past, those who were eliminated before were all your potential enemies, but those who are eliminated now, It will be your relatives! Keep in mind that this is the first lesson I will teach you!" He paused here, "Of course, people who lost their jobs today will just be hungry for a while. In the future, there are still sand people or tribes who do not know how to obey the order, and they will be expelled from this land of evergreen!"

As his words fell, a thick sound spewed out from the metal cylinder and rolled over the sky of Clear Water Port.

The huge iron wheels on both sides of the ship slowly rotated, and the stone ship trembled violently, leaving the shore slowly and heading towards the mouth of the river.

"Thank you, if it wasn't for you just now..." Simbady looked at Mu Li.

The latter smiled, his eyes curled into slits, "Don't worry, I'm just in front of you."

"Really..." He lowered his head in embarrassment.

Mu Li and he are both members of the Fishbone Clan, and they would occasionally exchange a few words. For this girl with big black braids and light brown eyes, Simbady has always had a good impression of her, but it is said that she already has If he lost his sweetheart, it would be difficult for him to show his feelings again.

After a moment of silence, he looked at Mu Li, who was lying on the side of the boat, looking at the scenery on both sides of the river with a curious face, and couldn't help asking, "Are you not worried about where we are going at all?"

She turned around, "Blackwater Valley?"

"That's right, I've heard people from other clans say that it's close to the Throat Swamp and the Wasteland, and it's a place cursed by the three gods. Once you stray into it, it's impossible to come back alive."

"Then did they apply to board the ship?"

"Uh, this..."

Mu Li couldn't help laughing, "Those people just hope that the fewer people who get this job, the better, so that their clan can get more rewards. You also heard Master Drow Silver Moon say Now, as long as you follow the orders of the great chief, not only will your family have no worries about food and clothing, but the tribe will also receive resource subsidies." She exhaled, "Besides, do we have any other options?"

The last sentence made Simbady shut his mouth. Indeed, most of the clans willing to follow Osha to the southern border of Graycastle were small tribes that could not survive in Yinchuan Oasis, and Fishbone was one of them. The oasis they occupy is being swallowed by the desert little by little, and the drier tributaries of Yinchuan can no longer guarantee the multiplication of the ethnic group. If they want to survive, they must either join other big clans or venture to the southern border.

"On the bright side, at least the Warchief fulfilled his first promise and we don't have to worry about starving to death in the desert now, do we?"

This sentence made Simbady unable to refute. According to Lord Silver Moon, even those who did not win the sea job can get a basic ration supply. As long as they take on the chores of rebuilding the southern border, they will not starve to death. .

"Besides, people from Osha will also go to the Blackwater Valley with us, so you don't have to worry too much." Mu Li smiled and pointed to the ruins of the port in the distance, "Look there... the land allocated to our clan should be in the Near that black tower? It would be great if I could stay here forever.”

Simbady looked towards the direction she was pointing at, and the whole Clearwater Port seemed to be divided into two halves, one half was a burned ruins, dilapidated houses and scorched wooden frames were everywhere, and the walls and gardens were overgrown with weeds, as if they had been destroyed People forget and waste away. But the other half has come to life, the sand people's tents are rolling up and down, and there are figures shaking everywhere in the camp. The dilapidated houses were knocked down one by one, and the newly cut wood was being transported into the wasteland with the sound of shouting.

Mu Li's smile made him feel a surge of anticipation.

Perhaps when he returned to this place after his three-month work period expired, the vicinity of the tower should be replaced with a brand new wooden house, right?

The town under reconstruction slowly recedes until the boats start to heave up and down with the waves, and the endless skyline becomes the only view.

They went into the sea.