Pirate's Brood Order

Chapter 39

The entire quarry town is built on the mountain. The colorful ores are distributed in the open air, distributed among the black rock masses, like a bowl of oil paint accidentally poured onto the splash-ink painting. The bright and messy colors are dotted everywhere. The mountain reflects a splendid glow.

The Caishi Mountain is open, and Yarlin is standing on a small hill next to him and looking into the distance. The densely packed workers are like transporting ants concentrated on a dense ore on the southwest side.

An excavator made of steel is like a devouring monster, making a rumbling sound, thick black smoke and water vapor rising from the top of its head, and the exposed mechanical chains are turning crazily, and the huge steel arm is connected with a heavy hammer. The head slammed into the pit, and the surrounding miners carried sacks and woven baskets full of ore and moved towards the dock.

“The machinery powered by the steam engine?” Yarlin squinted his eyes, and his long-distance observation made him unable to make accurate judgments, but there was a vague guess in his heart with the steaming water vapor from the top of that big guy’s head.

Putting aside the guesses in his mind, Yarlin looked at the piles of ore at the foot of the mountain. There was another simple warehouse. Not far from the warehouse was the suddenly clear coast. A row was built on the coast. Wharf for mooring boats.

Now the sea was calm and calm, but Yarlin seemed to have seen a row of ships slowly approaching, and the shadows cast by the forested sails seemed to engulf the entire coast quietly.

Withdrawing his gaze, Yarlin picked up a few red and blue colored stones, rubbing his fingers lightly on the stone. The texture of the stone was rough, and the surface was covered with a layer of fine particles. With his fingertips, some fine powder fell off quickly. Was fluttered into the sky by the wind.

The air is filled with this kind of fine sand and dust, and the clouds on the top of the mountain are covered with a faint gray mist all year round. The looming haze clouds through the gray mist are brewing rounds of torrential rains.

Although only staying in this quarry town for a week, Yallin has experienced three heavy rains. Such frequent rainfall and terrifying rainfall are a bit exaggerated even on the seaside islands.

However, this is the norm in Caishi Town.

The heavy clouds of lead pierced the dazzling thunder, and the fine raindrops smashed into a rain curtain in the mountain. Yarlin held up the black umbrella he had prepared and walked slowly down the mountain.

Most of the men work in the mine. The town under the rain line seems very deserted. A few playing children also went home to hide from the rain. Yarlin walked and thought about the news that he had inquired in the past few days.

“The Thiago Chamber of Commerce, a maritime caravan that spans thousands of miles of sea, has even been rumored to have come here from the Great Channel, and the Great Channel is the most chaotic and dangerous sea area in the world, and the same is the most powerful. In comparison, the East China Sea is the most barren and weakest sea area. For example, it’s like people in the city rushing all the way to the countryside thousands of miles away, and they still enjoy it. There must be a problem. .”

He walked on the rain and made a “tap…” pace. Yarlin habitually touched his left eyelid. The sparse crow’s feet drooping at the corner of his eye made him look calm and mature.

“The problem is obviously in these colored stones. Either they contain amazing profits or hidden secrets. No matter what it is, the Thiago Chamber of Commerce will take care of this place with great care.”

This is not Yallin’s presumption. As a former smuggling tycoon and drug lord warlord, he imagined what he would do if he found a secret gold mine?

“Heavy blockade, secret mining, killing people…” In an instant, countless poisonous schemes came to his heart, and Yarlin’s face suddenly went dark.

To save people with oneself, Yallin could not imagine that the Thiago Chamber of Commerce, which could cross the ocean, would play the pure role of “little white rabbit”. In fact, Yallin had already discovered some dangerous clues in this small town.

The first is this island. He didn’t find any ship on the coast, let alone a ship. He didn’t even find a sampan, as if the people in this small town had never thought of going out on their own. What a joke, this is the sea age of big pirates. Going to sea should be the mainstream voice in this world; secondly, unguarded mines. This is counterintuitive. What’s the difference between this and opening the door to steal; the last is the hotel in the town It is understood that there are no foreigners in this town all year round, but it has been operating three hotels. Except for the arrival of the chamber of commerce at the end of each month, it remains empty at other times. What kind of spirit is this tm? .

Yallin sighed lightly. He had no interest in the stone in his hand, and had no malice in the Thiago Chamber of Commerce. He just wanted to take a ride, but… I’m afraid the attitude of the Thiago Chamber of Commerce. It won’t be so friendly.

As usual, he bought a bunch of food in the restaurant and carried it back to the hotel. In the empty and depressed hotel, the old man’s sleepy head was propped on the wooden table in front of him, and he looked at Yarlin with muddy eyes. , And then retracted his gaze, and behind the wooden table, he was holding a cold razor in his skinny hands that looked like chicken feet.

The razor was long and narrow, and the bandage wrapped around the handle was red. I don’t know how many innocent people’s blood was contaminated.

Yarlin and the boss greeted each other, unsuspectingly turned their backs to each other, and walked upstairs slowly, “Boss, this staircase should be repaired.”

The damp stairs stepped on and made a “crunchy” sound, as if it would shatter in the next moment, Yarlin stood on the stairs and turned his head and said.

“Huh? It rains every day, so I can’t fix it.” The old man said in a vague voice.

The innermost on the third floor.

Arlin knocked on the door next door, and it was Fick who opened the door. William was not in the house. He handed a bag of food to him, and then said in a dumb voice: “Get some rest early and have work to do at night.”

Fick received the food and nodded and closed the door.

Open the door lock, push the door and walk in. There are seven skinny men in the house sitting side by side on the bed and on the ground, their backs facing the window, and their eyes are not shiny.

“It’s raining and there is no sun.”

Yallin threw the food on the ground, then drew the curtains, and the seven transformants formed a circle behind him, and a strange “sucking” sound rang in the room.

Like a sucked-up mummy, a thin layer of flesh hangs on the outside. The flesh and blood inside has already been taken out. Through the skin, you can see the bunches of black silk touches condensed to support the torso without falling apart. The slender skeleton is full of pits and bumps, as if it will all be broken into powder residue in the next second.

Yallin stared coldly, and a strange handwriting appeared on his retina…