Mysteries of the Earthsea

"Hey, hey, hurry up! Whether it's for sale or not! The captain is about to set sail again soon, I don't have time to talk to you, just say how many responses I want."

Dip sat on the sofa of the Explorers Association and asked a little irritably

"I said, just trade and not sell. What's the use of more money in this place? I only trade relics that are good for me," the bearded man in front of Dip folded his arms and looked completely indifferent. .

On the table in front of them, there was a beast skull attached to a layer of animal skin. The color of the bone was strange red.

Dip frowned and thought for a while, gritted his teeth one last time, took out a row of long black needles from his arms and patted them on the table.

"This is what we found on the surface before. The sharpness is extremely sharp and can easily cut anything. Except for triple the physical pain, there are no necessary side effects. You are not a loss for this relic."

The man shook his head when he heard it, and the skull tattoo on his face was shaking one by one as he spoke.

"No, your relic is too weak to compare, and it's not the type I want."

Where there is demand, there is a market. This is where the explorers of the giant pit fortress spontaneously formed a small market, exchanging information with each other, selecting new crew members, and selling relics.

Most of the relics were collected by the Explorers Association. In order to support the exploration, they really did what they said.

"Hey, I'm Governor Charles's crew, so you can't sell it to me?" Dip looked very greedy about the other party's relic.

"Huh, what's so great about Charles? Do you think anyone will lick your governor's **** for a few islands? I'm going to run here and try my best if it wasn't for his own life?"

"Fuck! Just repeat what you said before if you have a kind!" The furious Dip stepped on his right foot and stepped directly on the table, his body gradually turning blue.

The sound of the bullet being loaded, the sound of the knife being unsheathed, and a group of guys with grim expressions suddenly surrounded.

There was a trace of contempt on Dip's face, "Don't say I bully you, but are you really going to bully Governor Charles here?"

"Seeing that you also eat food at sea. Are you going to follow the rules at sea or the rules on shore?"

Half an hour later, inside the Narwhal, Charles looked at the reproduced surface map in front of him. He was choosing the next target.

This is a difficult choice, because without any clues, the choice is the same on either side, and now it is luck.

With a "click", the door opened and Dip, with a blue nose and swollen face, walked in from the door, holding a red beast skull with animal skin in his hand.

"Captain, I got a relic by accident. The ability is very good. Would you like to try?"

As soon as Charles looked up, he saw a few scales on his face. "What did you do, it's this time, don't cause trouble anymore."

"It's okay, Captain, a little trouble and it's all solved."

"This relic is one of the few relics that can be found on the surface, and it has a powerful effect. As long as you put it on, you can touch any soul-capable ability, and you can kill a person with a slight raise of your hand." He raised the animal skin in his hand and passed it.

Charles took it and took a look, and threw it back to him. "You can keep it for yourself. What I am missing is not the relics for murder. Let's see how the supplies are. We should start."

He cast his eyes to the 11 o'clock position on the surface map on the table.

The body of the God of Guangming is there, and now with such no clues, he can only search around him.

Half an hour later, the Narwhal, which was more than sixty meters long, slowly moved under the gaze of everyone in the giant pit fortress.

With this steel fortress, at least the crew will sleep more at ease, and at least they will not be so helpless if they encounter the monster that killed Krona before.

And with this thing, the endurance is absolutely unmatched by a car. ———————————————————

"Are you leaving again... Does this guy really plan to not get down one day without finding the darkness?" In the office of the Governor of Hope Island, Anna looked helplessly at the telegram in her hand.

"Mr. Charles has this character, and he is also for the good of everyone." Gordon, who was on his back, smiled as a compliment.

Anna crossed her fingers and lifted up, stretching out lazily. "Forget about him, how is the factory built on Ancha Island?"

"Because of the transportation of rock trains, our speed is much faster. The airship factory and the ship transformation factory are working overtime and rushing to work. The workers inside are all in three shifts. At present, everything is proceeding according to your first phase plan. "

"What about the Relic Research Institute? Why is it that the new things this month are not as many as last month?"

Gordon shuddered when he heard this, and quickly explained: "There are too few relic subjects. Recently, a few people have died. We have temporarily encountered a bottleneck and need more different relic subjects as catalysts~www. wuxiaspot.com~What are you waiting for, use that kind of ritual to create more experimental relics."

"Your Excellency, the problem is that death row prisoners are not enough. I hope there are not so many prisoners on the island."

"There are no death row inmates, isn't there a living person yet." Anna said very calmly.

Gordon raised his head and gave her a surprised look. "Master Governor, if Master Charles knew about this order..."

"When do you still care about this? Don't worry, do as I said, I know that guy's temperament, he is not a good stubborn, this is all to save the earth."

"Yes... Your Lord Governor." Gordon slowly retreated after speaking.

"By the way, let Leonardo come over. I need to discuss the issue of the acting governor of Ancha Island and Tianshui Island."

"Ok."

After Gordon left, only Anna was left in the room. There was a small mouse hole behind her in the gap between the bookshelf and the desk cabinet.

Several mice with iron rings on their tails squatted quietly, listening carefully.

When they heard the outside sound completely disappeared, they struggled to get out of the gap.

The corner of Anna's mouth rose slightly and a smile appeared, and she turned around and gently hooked her hand over there.

The mouse got out of it and squeaked around her, with nostalgia in his mung bean-sized eyes.

"Really, thank you for your contribution. Go ahead and continue to monitor the restless guys. If you have anything to report to me as soon as possible."

After the mice screamed, they rushed towards the mouse hole next to them.

"What smart little guys, really. Charles doesn't know how to use such smart little things. They can do more than just monitor."