Chapter 83: Another

In May, the crow-wind cyclone of the Outer Wild Ocean gradually dissipated.

Gentle spring ruled the ocean and its countless islands.

On the giant Dragon Head Island "Roujin City" in the outer ring of the Luan Ya Archipelago, the "Sage's Beloved" bar in front of the harbor.

A dozen plump dancing girls shook their breasts, laughing wantonly.

Regardless of their looks, at the very least, the atmosphere was set perfectly.

Explorers, serious sea merchants, slave traders, armed sailors, caravan bodyguards, and others were howling strangely under the anesthesia of alcohol.

No one knew what they were shouting about.

By the time everyone's throats were hoarse.

A teenager with black hair and black eyes

began to continue telling his story:

"So I told that big warrior who was staring at me with wide eyes.

'Some things don't have the weight of four ounces if they aren't put on the scales.

But once put on the scales, ten thousand pounds can't stop them...'"

Although the guys drinking to get drunk around him knew he was bragging.

But perhaps because they had other intentions, or felt that this kid's story was truly exciting, there were

quite a few people cheering loudly for him:

"Oh, what a brave and witty young master.

Let us cheer for Lord Zhang Gui from the Ming Song Empire of Dongsheng Continent.";

"Ura, this is a good story.

It's even more fascinating than the legendary songs played by the professional bard I heard at the Victorious Iron Fist Tavern last time."

"Cheers to our young Mountain Duke and Volunteer Army Major Battalion Commander for creating more brilliance.

Cheers!";

Zhang Gui laughed loudly and pulled a double-eagle silver coin from his pocket, flicking it toward the bar,

"This round of drinks is on me."

It immediately drew another round of cheers.

Dragon Head Island was the Western He Continent's name for it; in Dongsheng Continent, it was called Giant Serpent Head Island.

Because this giant island was very close to the Eastern Inner Sea, there were more Eastern forces entrenched there.

However, the "Luan Ya Archipelago" was located between the Eastern Inner Sea, Western Inner Sea, and Southern Inner Sea.

The internal currents of the archipelago were intertwined.

For a veteran navigator, Giant Serpent Head Island, one of the many current hubs of the Luan Ya Archipelago, should not belong only to Easterners.

So there were also quite a few Western He Continent merchants and explorers on the west side of the island.

Especially in recent years, the figures of the North Xuan Continent people, whose overall appearance seemed more free and survival-of-the-fittest, had discovered new shipping routes in the inner and middle rings of the Luan Ya Archipelago.

They also began to appear more and more on Giant Serpent Head Island.

And this prosperous scene of all things competing for life also made Zhang Gui, the true owner of the island, feel quite happy inside.

He drank another twenty-five pots of rum, even swallowing the sugarcane dregs in the wine into his stomach.

He gorged himself on half a bull, at least two hundred pounds of roast meat.

And by the time he drank the tenth pot of strong liquor and ate the first one hundred pounds of beef, the crowd that had been cheering around Zhang Gui had quietly dispersed.

Meeting a tender, bragging teenager at a distant sea harbor bar.

There was a very small possibility that you had met a young master who had secretly escaped the supervision of his butler, bodyguards, and servants.

But if the teenager you met could eat food that an ordinary person couldn't finish in a month, and incidentally drank enough rum to drown a person rather than get them drunk.

Then what you thought was bragging might not be bragging, but some kind of perverse teasing.

Meeting such a guy, pretending to ignore him was the smartest way to act.

After eating and drinking his fill, seeing that no one was paying attention to him anymore, Zhang Gui stood up with a grin and strolled out of the tavern.

Roujin City was large, but the roads were narrow.

The road surface, made of gravel mixed with rammed clay, had become potholed after the long baptism of time.

The bell for evening mass rang.

Melodious choral singing came from the city church.

Believers who believed in the Western He Continent's New God Yesaya would stop their steps even if they were walking on the road.

They would specifically walk to the side of the road and bow their heads to pray.

In this way, the narrow road suddenly became empty.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, hundreds of handcarts covered with old, filthy black cloth drove slowly out of the harbor in a long line.

Pushing the carts were a group of people wearing black robes and pointed bird-beak masks.

Seeing these guys appear, a very strange expression appeared on Zhang Gui's face.

He walked quickly into a pitch-black alley.

Afterward, the connection between elements and divine authority was activated.

In an instant, he had arrived on a giant reef at the bottom of a cliff.

The dark moon was gloomy.

All around, including under Zhang Gui's feet, countless broken corpses were piled up like a mountain.

On the edge of the giant reef, sharks attracted by the strong smell of blood that even the strongest sea wind couldn't blow away jumped out of the sea from time to time.

Unfortunately, for the gentlemen and ladies of the Western He Continent, whether they believed in the only great New God or the ancient and eternal Pantheon.

Feeding the bodies of innocent people who were not blood enemies to any wild beast or marine creature was a kind of blasphemy.

The righteous gods who loved to show their loving, just, and civilized side felt that doing so was too barbaric and cruel.

The evil gods who liked blood sacrifice felt that this behavior was too wasteful.

So this corpse-dumping location chosen by Roujin City wouldn't let any shark take advantage of the situation.

As for those seabirds that loved to eat meat.

Because they were closer to the legendary Yesaya's dwelling, Heaven Mountain, they were loved by the New God and, as pets, could eat the corpses of the dead.

Letting the flesh and blood of these dead people also get close to the gods and feel the god's love and compassion!

"I really thank the doctrines of the many gods of the Western He Continent, especially the great New God.

I don't know if the corpses here, eaten by birds, gnawed by insects, and exposed to the sun and rain, felt the love and compassion of Yesaya.

But I truly felt it."

Holding his breath, Zhang Gui activated the main divine cluster in his head, "Tai Sui Enters Spirit."

He cast a semi-finished "Black God Explosive Warlord All Methods."

Pitch-black thick slurry emerged from his fontanelle, landing and turning into a fungal mat, slowly assimilating and swallowing the corpses all around.

At this time, fresh corpses began to fall one after another from the top of the cliff.

A giant palm emerged from the fungal mat, five fingers closed, covering Zhang Gui's head like an umbrella.

As the most popular profit-making project of the Western He Continent in the Southern Red Continent, the slave-catching business had a long history.

The intercontinental export of war slaves led by the Yuan Mountain Empire in the last twenty or thirty years in Dongsheng Continent was just beginning to flourish.

And one of the sea transport nodes for these two businesses was Giant Serpent Head Island.

Just in this one gathering point of Roujin City on the giant island, in the last half month, the number of Dongsheng Continent slaves entering and leaving had already broken the thousand-person mark.

As for Southern Red Continent slaves, for a hundred years, it had been over ten thousand people every day, and when business was booming, it even exceeded thirty thousand.

This was because the war profiteers of the Western He Continent transported military supplies with a very strong exotic style to the Yuan Mountain Empire.

The ten-thousand-man commanders and thousand-man commanders of Yuan Mountain used artworks and prisoners of war to offset the payment for goods at extremely low prices, and even generously gave them away as freebies.

So this kind of business was sometimes present and sometimes absent, and the scale was sometimes large and sometimes small.

For example, the recent surge in Dongsheng slaves passing through Roujin City was caused by the war between the Song Ming court and the Yuan Mountain Empire.

While Southern Red Continent slaves belonged to pure human plundering, lasting for a thousand years, with a huge scale.

In addition, because Giant Serpent Head Island was relatively close to Dongsheng Continent, even if the environment of the slave ships was poor, they wouldn't die in large numbers so quickly.

But no matter how fast the Southern Red Continent slave ships resting here were, they would inevitably go through at least twenty days of ocean voyage.

The extremely cruel so-called "natural selection" would take the lives of at least thirty percent of the slaves.

Their remains used to be wasted, but now they would occasionally become Zhang Gui's "fruits of victory."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 84 =====