Extraordinary Sailing

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it has come to the end of autumn.

The weather was already slightly cold, and a large-scale autumn rain suddenly attacked Tomstown, the first colony established by the Phalatis Kingdom in the northern part of the New World.

Fortunately.

In order to cope with the weird weather of this continent with extremely frequent wind and rain, this newly built colonist city far away from home has already completed a complete municipal construction. Well-functioning drainage facilities allow residents to travel without wading through water.

It was raining heavily.

rustle

The sugar maple trees whose leaves have turned red are rustling, covering rows of Phalatis-style buildings on the side of the road.

However, unlike Phalitis, where more stone buildings are used, most of the houses are made of local wood.

The forest resources in the New World are extremely rich, and the indigenous people's ability to transform nature is very limited, and they believe in animism. They believe that every river, mountain, tree, and stone in this land has souls and natural spirits.

Therefore, most of the places maintain the most primitive natural features, and there are thick and large trees that can be used to build houses everywhere.

Most of the houses are made of spruce, fir and pine, which are lighter and more convenient for pioneers who do not have enough manpower and craftsmen to process, and they are warm in winter and cool in summer.

Obviously, after nearly a hundred years of development, the colonists on this land have learned how to adapt to the living environment here, and they seem to be living well!

In the docklands of this colonial city.

The only tavern, the Fox, Badger and Mead, was packed.

The sudden heavy rain caused dock workers, sailors, and plantation managers to have nothing to do and gathered here one after another.

The "Fox, Badger and Mead Tavern" is of course popular. There are mellow rum, sweet beer, the freshest melons and beef, and beautiful and sexy girls.

boom boom boom boom boom

On the stage in the middle of the tavern.

A beautiful young girl with darker skin than the orthodox fair-skinned Nemensters in a civilized country, but lighter skinned than the native brown-skinned aborigines, is dancing happily to the beat of an aboriginal musician dancing exotic dances.

She has red parrot feathers on her head, colorful fabrics around her waist, and ornaments made of animal teeth on her wrists and ankles.

The whole body exudes a strong exotic style and wild beauty, coupled with the wheat-colored skin that is very in line with the aesthetics of the men present, just like a hunting goddess walking out of the forest!

Snapped! Snapped!

The girl turned around and clapped her hands lightly. The clothes on her body were not much. In the dance with a huge range of movements, her slender waist and slender thighs challenged the fragile nerves of the men in the tavern at any time.

tick tock

Beads of sweat rolled down the girl's body.

The drinkers present couldn't help getting hotter, picked up the wine glass in front of them and took a big gulp, and then called the waiter to serve the wine again.

Obviously, nothing else is needed, just the money for the extra wine sold today is already a considerable income.

But no matter how good things are, there is an end, and the drum beats hurriedly, stopping abruptly at the highest peak.

In the eyes of the audience who are still unsatisfied.

The beautiful girl blew kisses to these "resources of wealth", and stepped off the stage lightly, wiggling her slender and soft waist.

"How is it? Does it look good?"

"nice!"

"It's a pity, you can see it but you can't touch it. If you dare to take a Mastizo girl back, your father will beat you to death."

"Tch—! Do you have to take it back?"

In the corner of the tavern, Ivan and Milan, both in casual clothes, tasted the special maple beer here, and watched the charming dance of the beautiful girl full of exotic styles.

The exhaustion of the long-distance voyage at sea seems to have been swept away, and Milan also expressed deep contempt for Ivan's extremely conservative "view of love"!

"If you don't aim to get married, can't you have a romantic relationship?

pedantic"

However, Milan was just talking about a hero, and didn't think about putting it into action.

Mastizo people, the word originated from Cyrus, generally refers to the white-skinned Nemansters of the Old World, and the brown-skinned New World indigenous Atrians or the black-skinned Anuma mixed-race offspring.

This kind of Mastizo people is very rare in the Old Continent, but they are everywhere in the New Continent, which has been colonized for a hundred years, and the Southern Continent, which has been colonized for two hundred years.

Currently, if born in an aristocratic family in the Old Continent, such a child would hardly have the right to inherit, let alone be recognized by the upper class.

However, because of their special living environment, living in the New World, they have gradually become an important part of the colonial ruling order as the backbone, and some lucky ones have even become a member of the colonial administrators.

Of course, it must be explained that most of these mixed races are the descendants of male Nemansters and female aboriginals.

In the colony of Phalitis.

The Niemensters from the Old World, the Creoles born in the New World but with fair-skinned parents, the mixed-race Mastizos and the pure brown-skinned Atrians are like Ivan's previous life Like the caste system in China, they together constitute the social hierarchy here.

However, it is better to be in Phalatis and Tulip's colony.

If you go to the Kingdom of Cyrus, the territories that occupy the vast central and southern regions of the New World, you will find that there are very few Atrians left as pure natives.

Because they are implementing an extremely cruel genocidal policy!

A large number of male aborigines were driven into plantations and mines to perform all kinds of heavy physical labor and became consumables. They would die of illness within a few years.

On the land where they live, a large number of adaptable Anuma people are constantly being filled in through the triangular trade, and have gradually replaced the native Atrians.

Of course, this difference does not mean that Tulip's colonists are kinder than Cyrus.

From Aiwen's point of view, this is just a temporary compromise, and there is no essential difference between the two!

"You said that there will be unexpected surprises when you come to this pub, don't you mean this? Although it's good, it can't be called a surprise, right?"

"Gudu! Don't worry, I still have confidence in this simple prophecy."

Taking another sip of cool beer for himself, Milan patted his chest and promised.

As soon as the voice fell, I heard the conversation of a group of lumberjacks next to me. After drinking some wine, this group of people seemed particularly chatty:

"Hey! It was really hot just now.

How about we take turns telling horror stories that happened around us? Let everyone cool off. "

"Okay! I'll come first, I'll come first!

I'm going to tell a horror legend I heard from my grandfather, it's a story about the 'Deer Bone God' and the 'Vengeance Evil Spirit'! "

As soon as the other lumberjack in overalls finished speaking, Ai Wen seemed to have felt a sudden cold wind blowing around him.

"Hiss, the mainland that believes in animism seems a bit evil!"

The two looked at each other.

From the mouth of the lumberjack heard the strangeness of the first terrors of the New World!

Combined with their own extraordinary knowledge, they also restored a relatively real "weird" image.

The origin is related to the colonists.

Nearly a hundred years ago, an aboriginal tribe that worshiped Wuhao, the original god of death in the New World, sacrificed the souls of the whole tribe to the god of death before being overrun by "civilized people" from afar.

Then.

The strong resentment gave birth to a terrifying avenger among the bones of thousands of people in the entire tribe!

It wears a dirty buckskin battle robe, with the skull of a big horned elk on its head, and wields an obsidian sawsword and obsidian spear.

Riding on the crotch is a bone warhorse that is wrapped in old ropes and stone briars, and whose snout can spew sparks. Wandering in the vast wilderness of the mainland all day long, killing all "civilized people" that appear in front of it.

Not afraid of swords, guns, halberds or muskets, it is a real evil spirit, irresistible and immortal!

Even if they are killed by a high-ranking clergyman with infinite divine power, they will return after a few years or more than ten years, and bloodbath any "civilized people" settlement they see.

In addition, a "story" told by another worker also caught their attention.

Haunted Church of the Wraith.

The location is only a few tens of kilometers away from the north of Thomas Town.

You must know that although Toms Town was the first settlement that Phalitis was able to establish, it had failed more than a dozen times before.

Either due to insufficient supplies, or due to disease, or due to indigenous attacks, or because the newly established settlements quickly dispersed.

Originally, it was the goddess church built by the first colonists who came here, but as the colony was shattered by the indigenous counterattack, the church was abandoned.

However, it is said that the original intention of the original cleric to build this church was actually to seal a terrible grieving spirit, but as the church was abandoned, the seal there had also expired, and now it has become a grudge filled with ghost nuns. Church of the Spirit.

No living person has been able to leave alive after entering there

Probably aroused by their topic, the middle-aged man who looked like a manager of a tobacco plantation at the next wine table came over with great interest and asked, "Haven't you heard of the legend of Roanoke Island? ?"

"Roanoke Island?"

Ivan and Milan stretched their ears at the same time.

That, too, preceded the successful founding of Tomstown, another failed attempt by Phalatis.

The first colonists who landed on Roanoke Island were ill-prepared, lacked the ability to survive independently, and did not even have the cultivation skills.

In desperation, the immigration leader was sent back to China for help.

But just half a year later.

The evening when the immigration leader returned with his reinforcement team, he had already approached his village at full speed.

The smoke from the village calling for help suddenly ignited!

When they entered the village without stopping

The plantation steward stared at the faces of all the people who were listening with his green eyes, and continued in a low voice:

"There were oil lamps on the dining table, and the food on the stove was still hot, but there were 116 people in the village, including 11 children, 88 men, 17 women, and all the livestock and poultry that were raised, all disappeared without a trace!

They were only on a tree outside the village, and they saw a word Croatoan with an unknown meaning engraved there! "

When he uttered the last word, for some reason, everyone present felt a gust of cold wind blowing behind their necks at the same time.

Woo--