The silence of the port was broken by the noise. Tiago's fleet lowered their masts and lined up neatly at the dock. The shouts from the ships, the noise of ladders being set up, the shouts of the sailors, and the sounds of cargo being unloaded were intertwined.
Unloading and loading were carried out in an orderly manner. There was no need for Tunas to give instructions. He walked ashore and glanced back at the blurry silhouettes of the ships near the sea. He grinned.
The ships of the small merchants would not enter the port with them. Instead, they would wait until Tiago's fleet was done unloading the goods and the entire dock was quiet again. Only then would they choose a time to slowly enter the dock and anchor far away from the fleet. They would gather together like a group of cowering mice.
The sky was covered in a thick haze that had not dissipated for many years. Mottled sunlight shone through the gaps, and the pillars of light in the air reflected the scattered ashes. Tunas narrowed his eyes and walked into the town. Behind him, Lothar followed him with a group of elite sailors. They were the guards of the caravan.
The group of people casually lined up in two rows and passed through the mine. The voices of the miners working around them were unnaturally low. Occasionally, they would look at them with fear in their eyes.
The entire Colorful Stone Town existed because of the quarry, and the quarry existed because of Tiago. It was like the relationship between the upper and lower levels of the food chain. Once it was formed, it would naturally be planted into the hierarchy.
"To the inn."
Tunas said to Black Scorpion Lothar.
This was an old rule. There were three inns in the town. The guards of Tiago's caravan would occupy one, the other sailors would stay in another, and the last one would be reserved for the small merchants.
The rest of the people could only continue to load the ships and act as guards.
Tunas brought his men to the inn in the center of the town. The sailors would naturally go to the inn in the east of the city later. In the second half of the day, the small merchants would collectively go to the inn in the south of the city. Yarlin was now in the inn in the south of the city.
He already knew about this from Macy.
In the inn in the south of the city.
"Do as usual. Don't give yourself away," Yarlin said calmly.
Macy looked at the cold smile on Yarlin's face. Her eyes flinched as she hurriedly nodded in agreement.
Yarlin went upstairs and saw two slaves lying on the bed quietly. The rest of the slaves were arranged in other rooms. He glanced around and a line of data was projected into his pupils.
Slave (Bill)
[Race: Humanoid]
Class: Rank 1 Inferior, Cannot evolve.
Spiritual Strength 0
Nerve conduction rate 3
Bone hardness 3
Muscle activity 3
Blood density flow rate 0
(A recombinant and mutated carbon-based life form, an amphibious life form that walks upright. Brainless, the lowest level of cannon fodder. Does not have any debugging and cultivation value.)
Talents: None.
"…" Yarlin was rather speechless. If even slaves counted as cannon fodder, then how should he evaluate his current state?
Fighting five trash? Well, the average data was far from 5 … This was really a worrying thought.
"But what's more worthy of attention is race, class, debugging and cultivation, talent, and evolution … These words reveal a deeper meaning."
He seemed to have a vague guess and position about Asturias's future, or rather, his own future. He slowly walked to the window and looked at the sky through the corner of the curtain. In the haze of silence, he was looking forward to the arrival of that day.
"We're finally here!"
Lombardi stepped on the pier and looked at the bustling scene. The cracks on his lips were filled with the smell of greed. In his eyes, what he stepped on wasn't sand, but a shocking amount of wealth that could make people risk their lives for him.
"It's said that greed is hard to fill. Ka Ba, do you think the whole Colorful Rock Mountain can fill my greed?" Lombardi and Ka Ba looked at each other and saw the greed in each other's eyes.
"You'll have to fill it first to know." Ka Ba lowered his voice. "I've observed carefully, and I didn't see the shadow of the pirates."
"We just came ashore. Even if Tunas wanted to make a move, he wouldn't choose this time." Lombardi said. "Hey, the guy who betrayed us will soon meet with Tunas, and then … we'll be safe for the time being."
Lombardi habitually pushed his glasses and glanced at the merchant ships that were docked next to him. There was an imperceptible sneer on the corner of his mouth. He whispered. "You see, they can't wait. To be on the safe side, except for you and me, everyone else will stay on the ship. The sails are half lowered, and we'll always be vigilant. If there's any accident, we'll escape immediately."
"Well, I'll arrange it." Ka Ba nodded and whispered to his crew. There weren't many sailors on the Sea Shark. Excluding Ka Ba and Lombardi, there were 11 people left. However, these people had fought together with them. They had all experienced the test of blood and could be completely trusted.
Taking advantage of Ka Ba's arrangement, Lombardi went to greet the other merchants. Each of them had a smile on their faces, and their eyes had some kind of tacit understanding. When their eyes met, they would reveal a tacit smile.
"Where's Mr. Lang Shi?"
"He's here, he's here. There was some delay on the ship, but it's already taken care of."
"Then let's go. We'll go to the hotel in the south of the city as usual."
Lombardi looked at Lang Shi very naturally and squeezed out a sincere smile. Then, the group walked towards the hotel in the south of the city.
Every merchant ship was guarded by people. There was no need to elaborate on this. There were a total of six merchants and their trusted bodyguards, about 25 people. Looking at the narrow streets of the town, it seemed like a dense mass of people.
On the third floor, half of Yarlin's face was covered by the curtains. He looked at the crowd that kept walking towards the hotel. His eyes scanned back and forth. His eyesight was better than ordinary people's, so even if he was far away, he could clearly see the expression on everyone's face.
Soon, his gaze locked onto one of the men wearing gold-rimmed glasses. The man had a cold and hard face, a square beard on his chin, and a pair of long and narrow eyes that couldn't be hidden even through the glasses. When he opened and closed his eyes, there was an exuberant ambition in them. He was fundamentally different from the greedy yet cowardly businessmen around him.
It was like a wolf mixed in with a pack of huskies. On the surface, they looked like two closely related creatures, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that the latter could easily bite the former to death.
"Lombardi!" Yarlin silently said the name and closed the curtains.
At the same time, Lombardi felt an inexplicable chill in his heart. He looked up in surprise. He felt as if there was a hidden gaze peeping at him with deep malice.
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