Chapter 393 XXVII Weirdos and Strangers

Chapter 393 XXVII. Stranger and Stranger

Six days later.

The fleet has left the island.

Black Sail also allocated five gold dragons from the public fund as funeral expenses for Asensio. This amount is not much, but it is enough to buy a coffin and the materials and labor costs of the cemetery.

Black Sail has no connection with this rotten man whose body was eaten by his own cat. He is just a big shot from 40 or 50 years ago.

Buried in Tianguo Port, it can be regarded as a return to his hometown.

For more than ten years, the undeveloped areas on the island can be called a mass grave of pirates, and there are many people to accompany him.

For people like Micah who grew up on the coast, the notorious pirates like Henid are the horror stories they often heard when they were young.

In Henid's time, Asensio was used by their elders to scare children, throwing you into the pot and cooking you and swallowing you.

It seems that the older generation has special feelings. Now as an honorary shareholder of Black Sail, enjoying quarterly dividends and holding an important position on the island, Henid, after hearing about this, actually paid out of his own pocket to make the funeral more beautiful. The professional team sent him off with a black sea, which is hard to understand.

But it has nothing to do with the fleet that has already set off.

Li Site naturally has no time to attend any egg funeral. Now the position of the fleet is almost approaching Kelsuna Island, which is still his favorite stopover to purchase supplies.

The route from Tianguo Port to Linden City is U-shaped, and Kelsuna Island is located at the lower left corner of the U.

This voyage is farther than the previous trip to Alandu. The route to the southern wetlands of Mengges is roughly a mirror-reversed L-shaped route, passing Kelsuna Island and reaching the South China Sea.

After arriving in the South China Sea this time, we have to go to the sea area further to the left, and then go vertically upward to enter the inverted T-shaped narrow sea, also known as the inland sea, and the golden waters, the most prosperous place for shipping in the world.

Trade with the Far East Islands is important, but the Far East and the Western Continent are two completely separate worlds. The Wan Guo side is full of kings, short-lived and glorious, and there is an endless battle for ladder ranking. Since ancient times, there has been only one season. You can reach the master level, but you can never reach the king level.

The key factor that determines the direction of the overall situation is actually not manpower or firepower or even any doctrine, but geography. The Far East is a fragmented archipelago, and the outside world cannot interfere. After the emperor achieved a phased victory, he was defeated and could not enter. If he entered, he would be called the God Emperor. Geography determines that the Far East can only be like this.

If the Far East is united, then the throughput of the East Sea must be far greater than that of the Narrow Sea.

But the matching mechanism of the Wan Guo is quite excellent, the game balance is very good, and common prosperity has never been heard of. Anyway, if you don’t make me happy, I won’t let you celebrate the New Year. I can’t afford a Land Rover, so you can’t drive one.

The war in the Far East is very traditional. If the spark is ignited, it will be a total war.

The war on the Western Continent is actually a bit modernized. I'm going to raise tariffs to sanction you. I'm so big and rich that I'm afraid I'll raise tariffs. Brother, if you continue to raise tariffs, I'll buy your export products and support you. Do I need help? Do I need help too?

It's not modernized to the point of having a non-aligned movement, but occasionally there will be one or two non-aggression treaties.

Anyway, no matter how you fight, you still have to make money, and the goods in the narrow sea still have to be transported. Under the interference of the old powers in the Western Continent, the golden waters of the narrow sea have always been open. No one dares to go against the Tiangang and come up with the concept of territorial waters. The territorial waters are about 100 nautical miles at most, all of which are high seas, and privateering certificates are flying all over the sky.

In this red sea that is rolling up, pirates are even disciplined and standardized here, with high quality and high efficiency. It is difficult for scattered pirate teams to survive. The Black Du Society has solidified its class structure, and they all rely on professional "security companies". Ambitious people all go to the East China Sea, which has a location advantage.

Security companies protect their own ships and rob other ships, which are all white gloves of various countries.

And in chaotic places, order will definitely emerge. In places where national governments cannot control, the Black Du Society fills this power gap.

Today, the Narrow Sea has become a paradise for the Black Du Society, which is supported by big countries. Those who don’t know it would think it is a glove sweatshop.

The Narrow Sea is just called the Narrow Sea compared to other seas. In fact, it is quite vast. If you have to compare it with the seas on Earth, the average width is larger than the Atlantic Ocean. Because of its narrowness, the total area is even larger than the Pacific Ocean. It is not a completely straight inverted T-shaped, and many branches are extended, which cut the giant of the Western Continent into pieces and split too many countries.

If there is no Narrow Sea, the Emperor may have completely dominated the continent.

The Golden Palm Port of the Principality of Mulong is located in the upper left corner of the Narrow Sea, and the central territory of the Principality of Mulong is the only way for the Alan Railway to open up the other side of the Narrow Sea from the land, extending to the oasis country of Wadiniya further west.

At this moment.

The black sailing fleet is sailing against the wind. The closer they get to the southern continent, the hotter the climate becomes. It is very hot here in winter, let alone in summer.

Ryan, who was born and raised in the Morning Wind Plateau, hates this kind of climate the most. He trims his hair drastically, but driven by his anxious temper, the trimming is uneven. In some places, he goes too far and trims too short, making his hair look bald.

Ryan doesn't care. Anyway, he doesn't like to take a bath when he goes out to sea.

Naturally, he didn't like to go up to the deck to bask in the sun. He hid in the navigation room to cool off. He didn't need to be the sail and cable captain. He just played. He and Morrison and others were playing a board game produced by a chess and card game company in Lostra.

"If you don't enter the narrow sea, you can go straight to the ancient Shenzhou."

Shadi was rolling the dice and passing the test. The ancient Shenzhou, Area 51, which is more suitable for the physique of the Western Continent, you said that no one is alive there. According to the ancient covenant, foreigners cannot enter, otherwise they will be killed. The adventurers who shouted to go on an adventure have not come back.

You said that there are people alive. Now it is quite difficult to find a high elf outside. It seems that they have been extinct.

"Why don't you take a ship to see, you can definitely get away with it like this."

Micah suggested so. Sometimes Shadi would be mistaken for a high elf.

"It can't be fooled at all. High elves will shine. Can you, Shadi, shine?"

Morrison said contemptuously.

"Fuck, you're talking like you've seen it."

Ryan put down the cards in his hand and got interested. This disfigured face is like a riddler all day long. There is no serious business, but a lot of strange news. Meeting him is just like doing the freaks and strangers mission in Grand Theft Auto.

It's better to say that everyone in Black Sails is a freak and a stranger.

Morrison smiled but didn't smile. It's not as simple as seeing it.

"Of course, at that time, they were having a ragtag party."

Morrison didn't finish his words.

Micah spit out a mouthful of wine. What the hell is a ragtag party? Why do you always say some explosive words? Hey, it completely destroyed his holy imagination of the high elves.

"You ruined my life..."

Micah looked gloomy.

"Ah?"

I really like Morrison's words, huh?

"For example, when I was connected with Qili, she would say that the reason why she was so beautiful was because she was a high elf and had always been a virgin. She just loved me too much and was willing to give me her first night."

Micah was already grinning.

Morrison was shocked. His sexual fantasies were so specific. No one understood his fantasy better than him.

"Where is Li Site?"

Gloria pushed the door open and went ashore. She was ready to tell Li Site something that Delia had told her to do.

"In the captain's room, he might be worshipping the Second Master. The Second Master can control the East Sea, but I wonder if the Narrow Sea Town can control it."

Xia Di sighed.

The check failed. His character was eaten by a female zombie.

Gloria was speechless. These pirates were just like those nerds in the inland universities, playing games that only children play.

She had to go find Li Site.