Geezer made a living by repairing bicycles and selling secondhand bicycles. The yard was filled with tools, old tires, and rusty bicycle chains. Sitting in the corner was his son, Little Geezer. His hands and face were covered in black oil, and he was filling the chains.
There was a two-story building in the yard. It was painted white all over. The father and son lived on the second floor. There were four rooms on the first floor. One was used as a storeroom, and the other three were half-empty. Gu Jibi took a few mattresses from upstairs and laid them on the ground.
Throughout the entire process, Extreme silently dealt with the chain in his hands. But from time to time, he would look over, his dark eyes filled with curiosity and fear.
While helping to fold the mattresses, Yarlin learned from Ancient Bee that the blond man was called Berroumebé. He was the only son of Colonel Monca of Navy Branch 153. He had a nasty personality and was a bully that no one dared to mess with in Shields.
It was obvious that although Ancient Bee was forced to agree to let them stay temporarily under the temptation of money, he was still very vigilant and had no intention of talking. Yarlin was not in a hurry. He smiled and sat down by the stone steps in the yard, quietly watching Little Bee fiddling with the bicycle parts.
Three days passed in a flash. Although Ancient Bee was still a little wary of Yarlin, Little Bee was no longer a stranger to Yarlin. The fear in his eyes was replaced by curiosity.
"… Arlen, can you tell me more about the sea? Is there really such a huge monster fish out there? Did you kill it? " Little Bee slowly connected a broken chain with his hands. His ears were perked up, and all his attention was focused on Yarlin.
"Kill it? Do you think I look like a monster? I was on the deck and didn't dare to move. My back was covered in cold sweat, and I almost fell to the ground." Yarlin glanced at Ancient Bee, who was inflating and coloring the tires in the yard, and said to Little Bee.
"Yarlin, you're so scared. You're such a coward. If it were me, I wouldn't be so scared." Little Bee showed a look of disdain, and then his eyes were filled with endless longing.
"Hahaha ~" Arlen stroked the creature's head and continued to tell it all sorts of strange stories. Occasionally, he would ask a few questions, and soon enough, he had obtained information about the entire town of Shields from the creature.
The information was very simple. After all, it was difficult to get detailed information from an ignorant kid. However, the information from the kid was often the closest to the truth.
Yarlin used this limited information, combined with his own observations and speculations, and slowly outlined the overall outline of the town in his mind, as well as some vague scenes of the naval base behind the high walls.
Generally speaking, Shields town was a small town in the middle of the continent. The population of the whole town was about 50 thousand to 100 thousand. Because there was no specific statistics, Yarlin could only guess the approximate range.
The town was very quiet, and the commerce was poor and backward. There was a certain amount of handicraft and agricultural production, and overall, it was self-sufficient enough to maintain a basic level of food and clothing.
But as a town, it didn't meet the standards to establish a country, so the town didn't have the functions of a government. At most, it could be said that there were some so-called civilian organizations, but in front of Navy Branch 153, none of them could resist. Therefore, Navy Branch 153 became the absolute ruler of the town and even the island.
All authority in Shields town was vested in Navy Branch 153, including taxation, commerce, law and order. In other words, the Naval Branch wasn't legally recognized here, but in reality, it had the right to self-govern.
The deeper essence of this might be related to the distribution of functions in this world's superstructure, as well as the game between the central government and the local government. After all, from his perspective, Yarlin was very confident that Navy Branch 153 wasn't a rare case.
Of course, these things, as well as the pros and cons involved behind them, were not things he could control at the moment. His eyes and attention were only focused on Branch 153.
As for the general situation of Navy Branch 153, Yarlin had a rough idea in his mind. First, Colonel Monca was the supreme ruler of Navy Branch 153. His personality was cruel and tyrannical, arrogant and unyielding, and he carried out high-handed rule and exploitation in Shields town.
Next was his only son, Berroumebé. His personality was perverse and domineering, but in reality, he didn't accomplish anything. His actions had already reached the point where the town was filled with complaints. This could be seen from the gnashing of teeth when they talked about Berroumebé.
It could be said that Bellu Mayo's hatred towards the town had already surpassed that of his father, Monka, to a certain extent. This was extremely terrifying.
Then, there was the overall situation of Navy Branch 153. There were about 800 to 1000 people in the Navy. Apart from Colonel Monca, there were three other Lieutenant Colonels. The specific distribution of functions wasn't something the town's residents knew.
They only knew that one of the Lieutenant Colonels was called Lippa. He seemed to be one of the few naval officers that the town's residents had a good impression of.
Yarlin just memorized this name in his heart.
Finally, the most important point is that the 153rd branch has a recruitment office in the center of the town. Although it is empty all year round, it does exist. Moreover, the head of the recruitment office is a lieutenant named Senjerry. His reputation is neither good nor bad.
This was because almost no one in the town had ever entered the recruitment office.
Among all the news, there was one that Yarlin found the most interesting. It was about Berroumebé. The only son of Colonel Monca, who could be called the "Crown Prince" of Shields town, was actually a virgin. In other words, he didn't join the Navy.
There were two guesses here. One was that Berroumebé himself didn't want to become a Marine, but Colonel Monca actually "agreed". At least from the results, Berroumebé's wish came true. The other result was that Berroumebé himself wanted to become a Marine, and it wasn't approved by Colonel Monca. Otherwise, Yarlin couldn't think of any other reason to stop an arrogant and despotic second generation official from realizing his "humble" career plan.
But no matter what the situation was, Yarlin was keenly aware that there was a secret behind this that was worth investigating. Perhaps it would become a key bargaining chip for his future operations in Naval Branch 153.
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