Chapter 1041 Big trouble, chain reaction of migration wave!
The sea water slaps on the giant flat bamboo rafts composed of hundreds of bamboo rafts, splashing with fishy salty water.
The humid and warm air makes people unable to cheer up, and even the elegant female voice coming from the radio sounds like hypnosis.
This is a huge sea area five thousand nautical miles away from the New World. It is located on the northeast side of the New World. It only takes a month to reach the land at full speed.
Originally, because the disaster magnitude was only reduced by 40%, there were basically no humans in this area.
But recently, more and more people have gone to the New World, and the place has gradually become more lively, with a large number of individual teams arriving every day.
Either trade to replenish fresh food, or inquire about news from the New World through the inn.
There are also many people like in the radio, looking for mercenaries to resist pirates who may appear nearby at any time.
At this time, there was a narrow hut built with wooden planks on the bamboo raft.
Just after reading the manuscript, Dorothy, who had blond hair, walked out shaking her head like an angry lioness.
"Remember, next time if they don't pay enough bounty, I will kill this kind of advertisement!"
"Who knows we actually used a precious long-distance intelligence opportunity in exchange for this thing? . ”
Packing the piece of paper recording the information in her hand, only endless dissatisfaction could be heard in her tone.
In fact, Dorothea would not have been so angry that she went off the air without even finishing the manuscript.
In the past, the bounty price paid for this piece of information would have kept her happy for several days.
But now, the rules of message delivery at sea stations have changed due to the large flow of population.
The charge for delivering the message itself can no longer meet the needs of the post station.
They need more valuable information to attract passing humans to buy detailed information and earn the middle price difference.
To purchase this long-distance transmission message, Julang Station spent nearly three hundred swimming fish.
It is more than the reward of passing oneself, two hundred swimming fish!
"The charge for advertising usually starts at five hundred. They want to use the price of two hundred to dream!"
Looking at the crowded flow of people on the deck, no one came to ask for information.
Dorothea cursed angrily again, angrily tore the toilet paper in her hand into pieces, rolled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can.
Yes, she no longer wants to sell this news to other sea stations.
Since these damn guys dare to deceive her, they have to pay the price of not being able to deliver the message.
Snap!
She slammed the wooden door, and the men standing nearby looked at each other, a little confused for a moment.
A few naughty children were running around on the deck. Seeing Dorothea so angry, they ran to the trash can and took out the paper ball like a prank.
For them who lack entertainment activities, this is the only fun at sea.
Soon, a dozen small fragments were put together, and the crooked font reappeared on it.
"Abba, Abba, this 'Tian Yuan' territory can cure the Hell Flower Virus?"
"Really?"
"Huh, that's really amazing. I heard about the New World. The hell flower virus seems to be very powerful, and it will kill people if you get it."
"They should provide free treatment, right?"
"I seem to have heard of it. I just can’t remember where I heard the name Tianyuan.”
"Let's record their location first. If we go to the New World and get infected, we can still have hope for treatment."
"That makes sense. There is no information about their location in this application?" Did Dorothea hide it on purpose? "
"No, no, we don't have money to buy information from this vampire."
The men who were working did not. After discussing this, most people just wrote down the name Tianyuan and left in a hurry.
After all, this message is just an "advertisement".
They don't have the "Hell Flower" virus, so paying attention to this thing is unfounded.
As for buying more detailed information from Dorothea, it is even more ridiculous. Who knows what a sky-high price she will charge.
It is better to save more supplies and go to the New World as soon as possible!
Message transmission is not only hindered in the sea with huge waves.
Since the population flow led to changes in the rules of the post stations, most of the post stations have become more cautious when buying news.
Only a few were as careless as Dorothea.
After hearing the general idea and judging its transaction value, most people shook their heads and chose another piece of news.
When the remaining people bought it and found that it was just an insignificant advertisement, they also had different emotions of anger.
Someone who is a little calmer can finish reading the message dutifully, hoping that someone will come to buy the specific information.
Some people like Dorothea were so angry that they simply put the sender of the message, "Tian Yuan Territory", on the permanent blacklist.
And all this was waiting until the intelligence team in the giant tree root area on the edge of the coastline learned about it.
It is already the night of January 5th!
“These greedy things, do they want to make a fortune by selling intelligence?”
Sitting in the simple intelligence sending and receiving station, Bao Lei couldn’t help but curse.
If he hadn't been busy reading the news on the World Channel, he would probably still be kept in the dark now.
The player with the ID "Dorothea" sent three messages in a row with bottomless abuse, as if the territory owed her a lot of money.
And if what she said is true.
“Friend, calm down, calm down, we don’t know that such a thing happened.”
“Don’t worry, we charged The reward you paid will definitely ensure that this message will be delivered within ten thousand nautical miles!"
The man sitting across the table kept wiping his sweat.
Especially when he saw the pistol exposed from time to time on Bao Lei's waist, his whole body tensed up, fearing that the guy opposite him would suddenly burst out and shoot him in the next second.
"Hall, we have already paid so much as agreed upon. It is inappropriate for something like this to happen."
When he thought that 90% of those who brought the supplies had been paid, Bao Lei was so depressed that he didn't want to talk.
He even wanted to kill the boss directly, and just make Li Daitao the manager of the inn.
But as he touched the butt of the gun and remembered the lord's instructions when he came, he had to force himself to calm down.
The rules at sea are not as simple as on land.
They had seen it many times on the way here. Those seemingly kind-hearted guys were no more kind than pirates when they encountered a "good opportunity".
If the New World barely has a trace of order because of the existence of aboriginal people.
Then the sea area where the migration tide is breaking out is a chaotic and disorderly killing field.
Fights break out here almost all the time, and injuries occur from time to time.
"Of course, of course I know, I promise you, brother!"
"Give me some time, I will solve this matter!"
Faced with the questioning, although Hall was very worried He was annoyed, but he still behaved respectfully.
“Give you half a day at most, otherwise we will return the remuneration we paid.”
“Yes, I will kill you if you delay, you do not keep your promise.”
"Don't pretend you don't understand. Did you see that, if you dare to compete randomly again, I will shoot you directly."
"Didn't this guy deliberately steal our money?!"
Looking at the boiling Chinese people behind Bao Lei, Hall took a deep breath, stood up and apologized repeatedly.
Originally, he was in a good mood today. The migration of a large number of alien humans brought many opportunities to make money.
But now this group of people came to attack, making him feel terrible.
However, Hall did not stop these people from getting angry on the spot.
This is the only rule he can live by for such a long time, and he will never have a direct conflict with anyone.
Waiting until after repeated assurances, it was confirmed that Bao Lei and a dozen people disappeared from sight.
After brewing his emotions for a moment, he turned back to the hut and took out a small red piece of paper from under the table.
There is nothing recorded on the front of the small piece of paper, but on the back is a decent skull.
Picking up the quill on the table, he started writing quickly, and in a short time he filled the entire front. After reading it with satisfaction and making sure there were no typos, he got up and went out and hurried to another area on the deck.
As a station close to the coast, the scale here is much larger than that at sea.
There is even a slum area specially designated to accommodate those unfortunate people in distress.
Arrived in front of an inconspicuous wooden hut, Hall knocked on the door gently.
"Clarence, are you there? I need you to go out to sea and help me with some small things."
"Yes, your order."
"Give this little card to Xue Slave, tell them that if you can succeed, you will agree to what you asked me to do last time."
"Blood slaves? Aren't they pirates?"
"Shh, I'll do this. Don’t want anyone to know.”
Hearing Clarence's question, Hall's expression changed and he quickly raised his voice.
As a prominent figure in Jushugen Station, he kept a lot of white gloves specifically to deal with this troublesome work.
It’s just that there have been too many treatments recently, and the number of reliable white gloves has dropped sharply.
Newly trained people like Clarence obviously don’t know their mission yet.
“After doing this, I will give you a thousand halons and find you a reliable tribe to go to the New World.”
"When the time comes, you won't have to carry your brother around anymore."
Sometimes emotions are also a weapon.
Hall is very good at attacking people's weaknesses, especially poor people who have more worries.
This is also one of his criteria for finding white gloves.
Those greedy blood slaves will not obediently send back the prey that comes to them. They will squeeze out the last drop of blood before stopping like animals.
And when Clarence succeeds, his brother will also become the next reliable white glove.
When the time comes, you can easily trick him into performing the next mission by using the excuse of finding your brother.
However, the subsequent development this time did not go as he imagined.
Clarence’s questioning voice did not stop, but his tone increased a bit.
"Sir, the blood slaves have come to the inn several times to attack the inn recently. The inn manager even offered a reward to find the insider who leaked the information. Please ask me to inform them now"
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"Shut up, you stupid thing."
Hearing the voice inside, Hall's face changed drastically, and his left and right hands involuntarily touched the butt of the gun at his waist.
Miscalculation, the white glove I chose this time turned out to be a guy with some brains.
Shouldn't he focus on the reward of a thousand hairangs?
When those white gloves in the past heard this reward, they were like animals that had lost their minds and just wanted to complete the task quickly.
With it, let alone going to the New World, you can enter the upper class society even at the inn!
But now.
Looking at the wooden door that was not locked, Hall gritted his teeth, his heart changed, and he actually chose to kick it open.
If it’s just a question, there’s still room for training.
But I already knew about the reward, and even contacted the blood slaves who had successfully attacked several times recently.
"Child, you forced me to do this."
The darkness in the room caused the pupils to shrink for a moment.
For the first time, Hall did not fully see where Clarence was standing.
He raised the revolver and placed it carefully against the wall, blinking constantly to adapt to the environment in the room.
But the next second, his raised arm couldn't help but freeze, and he only felt a metallic coldness on the left and right sides of his head.
"Old fox, I think you are really tired of living."
Next to the thin Clarence, Bao Lei was sitting on a stool with great dignity.
Surrounded by four humans with rifles, a few people quietly gathered around the door of the house.
"It seems that you are the one who colluded with the blood slaves, right?"
"No, listen to my explanation."
Watching in horror as the card was taken away by Bao Lei, Hall subconsciously raised his revolver to aim.
However, the poor silly boy seemed to have forgotten that he had two guns on his head.
Just when he raised his hand, a roaring sound sounded in his ears.
In an instant, red and white splashed high, covering the whole house.
"Hey, why did you hit him?"
Looking at Hall whose head had exploded, Bao Lei was stunned with blood splattering all over his face.
He originally thought that with this excuse, he could coerce Hall into interrogating him to get useful information and complete the task by the way.
Now, as soon as the gun is fired, everything changes.
Big trouble is coming!
"The fire broke out. He caused the fire himself."
The innocent soldier pointed at Hall's left hand and saw that the revolver was still filled with gunpowder smoke.
Under high tension, he subconsciously aimed with his right hand, but forgot that he was holding the gun in his left hand.
Pull the trigger, and the muzzle of the gun moves upward with inertia and is just aimed at the head.
"What a fool, he can beat himself to death."
"Trouble, we are really in big trouble this time!"
Fortunately, this revolver was equipped with a silencer, and coupled with the crashing waves, it did not attract attention in this slum area.
Looking at the body lying on the ground, Bao Lei wiped the blood from his face, feeling confused.
The message was not successfully delivered, and now it is in big trouble.
The manager of this giant tree root sea area has an army. Although the number is not large, only about 500 people, the combat level is also amateurish. He can even fight off a tenth of the pirates. Can't do it.
But if you get entangled with them, you will definitely have to forget about the subsequent intelligence transmission work.
The manager of this inn will definitely put a few people on the blacklist. If they are not lucky, the territory may also suffer.
At that time, everyone who passes by will know that there is a group of gangsters from the "Tian Yuan" territory.
Angrily punched the floor, Bao Lei stood up without saying a word.
"To deal with him, we must solve this big trouble ourselves!"
"Don't worry, boss, I will never let anyone find any traces."
"I will go back and control his men now. No one will leak the news."
"By the time they find the dead man, we will have already left."
The other soldiers in the room were obviously He also thought about the consequences and hurriedly made suggestions.
Just hearing their words made Bao Lei's already swollen head hurt even more.
He couldn't help but look at the only outsider in the room, the thin young man who was regarded as a white glove by Hall.
However, what surprised him was that the child didn't have any fear at all, but looked excited.
“Sir, you have done a big thing!”
“Oh?”
“You have found the traitor of our giant tree root station, we no longer have to be afraid Blood slave’s sneak attack!”
“What?”
"Your characteristics are written on this card. Huo Huo Huo must want to ask blood slaves to kill you."
"We should go to the manager immediately now. The bonus of five thousand hailang is ours." !”
The thin young man’s eyes were bright and he said excitedly, holding up the blood-stained card in his hand.
(End of this chapter)