bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 386
The sea breeze is slightly fishy, ​​and the sun is sinister.

People who live far away from the sea always tend to have romantic and unrealistic fantasies about the word sea, thinking that it is fine and soft sandy beaches, the aroma of coconuts and starfish floating in the white waves.

However, the environment of Blood Harbor has nothing to do with these.

The stench of the air, the sunlight that seems to peel off three or four layers of skin, the fish scales and viscera dumped by the vendors at will, the feces of seagulls, and the greasy foam of sea water lapping on the reef shore, dried by the sun The last residue seems to always be the salt grains that will not be blown away by the wind.

This is the other side of the sea.

After being accompanied by Dead Fleet players for a tour around Crow Bay, Han Dongwen really realized the status of Dead Fleet here.

Wherever they went, as long as the two strangers revealed their identities, the local resident guards would all smile and wait on them as if they were serving the uncle, with a respectful attitude for fear of neglecting them.

"It's here, stop."

The stranger spoke.

The three of them did not walk against the sun, but actually took a simple bamboo sedan chair carried by the locals on their shoulders—without side compartments, on which was a canopy made of big banana leaves and rattan. On the "sedan chair", people can leisurely ask people to carry it in and out of Blood Harbor.

"How is it, my lord?"

The player jumped off his bamboo sedan chair excitedly, and gestured towards the simple sedan chairs with his thumb: "You know, it's not that easy to sit on this thing in Simeng!"

He was telling the truth. According to the rules of Simeng, non-officials are not allowed to carry sedan chairs. Even wealthy businessmen who hire horses to pull carts and take more expensive "cars" are all in compliance with the rules. Yes, but it is not a sedan chair carried by people.

Only the officials of the third department with a certain rank can take the sedan chairs carried by people who match their ranks. There are four, eight, and so on. The decorations on the sedan chairs are naturally different.

As the saying goes, the eight-carrying sedan chair naturally corresponds to a certain level of high-ranking officials who are recognized by the common people. If you are not at the level of the third department captain, you cannot sit on the eight-carrying sedan chair.

For the people of Simeng, they can only enjoy the treatment of sitting in a sedan chair when they get married in their whole life. Not only are they allowed to ride in a sedan chair as an exception, but they can also wear wedding hats that have been changed from official uniforms and official hats.

This is also the so-called "bridegroom official". After all, the common people yearn for the magic power brought by the word official.

Although the crude bamboo sedan chair in Xuegang is only a four-carrying sedan chair, it also blatantly tells others that there is no need to abide by the rules of Simeng, and it is not applicable here!

"Hey, the Simeng people who come to Xuegang like to take sedan chairs the most."

A player said with a smile, Han Dongwen nodded noncommittally, and looked around.

This is a spacious courtyard. Obviously the outside residents of Blood Harbor are not allowed to enter. There are all kinds of wooden stakes and weapons around it. You can see many aliens from the Dead Fleet working tirelessly with the wooden stakes. practiced.

Their level is not weak, even if the Simeng players took advantage of entering the Zongmen to learn and train first, and took advantage of such a big event as Bailan Mountain, they didn't seem to pull away too many blood port players in terms of strength.

The destination of this sedan chair is the place where Qian Xiaoqian officially went online to talk with Han Dongwen.

"grown ups."

A voice punctually came from behind several rows of stakes, it was Qian Xiaoqian.

He smiled and walked forward, facing Han Dongwen, the enemy who had killed him so hard, there was no sullen expression on his face.

That is to say, a foreigner can have such a calm surplus.

"Boss, we just took adults to sit in a sedan chair!"

The player behind Han Dongwen said loudly as if asking for credit: "Since you're here at Blood Harbor, of course you have to try something you couldn't do in Simeng!"

Qian Xiaoqian pretended to be angry, and said, "What are you talking about! Since this lord came here to achieve great things, how could he have never been in a sedan chair in Simeng? Sir, do you think I am right, you In Simeng, do you just sit on the sedan chair? Let these people learn a lot!"

How could this sentence be simply asking the sedan chair?

To ask others what sedan chair you sit in is actually just to ask others, what kind of official are you?

But Han Dongwen really couldn't answer - he had never been in a sedan chair.

When he was invited to the fairy ceremony at the age of [-], he had to go out of the palace first according to the rules, and then go back to the palace through the Xuanri Gate. For the sake of the ceremony, he naturally had to walk on the way back to the palace, but the way out of the palace before the ceremony must be It was impossible to let him walk on his feet.

But the one he was sitting on was not called a sedan chair, but a dragon chariot.

Not only is there a luxuriously decorated sedan room, but there are also six floors of platforms that go down, like a palace on a car.

When the distance was longer, Han Dongwen's dragon chariot was pulled by six BMWs in front, while the shorter chariot was carried by people just like ordinary sedan chairs.

Not an ordinary person, but a soldier of the third division.

It is not four or eight, the dragon chariot is always 32 lifts on the road, and the phoenix chariot that Jiang Keyin, who is the concubine, is [-] lifts.

"More than this person."

Han Dongwen looked at the bearers behind him who had paid a lot of hard work and left happily, and said vaguely.

Qian Xiaoqian was startled, and immediately showed a knowing expression.

More than four bamboo sedan chairs, that is eight large sedan chairs.

In other words, the power of this high-level NPC in Simeng in front of him can be equal to that of the captain of the third division!
It has been said on the forum that he represents the Department of National Security, could it be that...

"So that's how it is. I've met Lord Buwei." Qian Xiaoqian hurriedly cupped her hands.

"Huh? Oh, oh, um."

Han Dongwen hesitated for a moment before he understood Qian Xiaoqian's thoughts, but he didn't want to dwell on it, so he quickly raised his hand and waved it: "Don't call me that, tell me, what is the size of the Dead Fleet now?"

Naturally, it is talking about the scale of people Qian Xiaoqian can drive.

In addition to the group of aliens surrounding Qian Xiaoqian in the dead man fleet, there are naturally members like the two NPCs who died that night.

They are not aliens, but they still belong to the dead man fleet. According to Han Dongwen's understanding, they are naturally the members Zhan Taiyi placed in the dead man fleet to control the aliens.

If he were Zhan Taiyi instead, he would do the same.

"The Fleet of the Dead has grown enormous lately."

Qian Xiaoqian said slowly: "At the beginning, there are already more than a thousand aliens absorbed. I am just a small captain in the fleet, and the brothers around me are all from our small team."

The brothers he was talking about were naturally those players who had been around Han Dongwen since the day before yesterday.

"Captain?"

Han Dongwen frowned slightly.

Xuegang is different from Simeng, the aliens in Simeng are scattered in various sects, but according to Qian Xiaoqian, all the aliens in Xuegang have been taken under Zhan Taiyi's knees.

"That's right, the entire Dead Fleet is under the direct command of Lieutenant General Zhan Taiyi, and the main task is to operate around the Mianjiang Merchant Group."

(End of this chapter)