Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 32: Fishing market (A new month asks for a monthly pass!)
"Aren't you a maze?"
After pondering for a moment, Viscount Grant shook the wine glass in his hand and thought for a long time. He connected with the knowledge he had learned and felt that what Elder Purdue said was very reasonable.
The labyrinth is a strange area that appeared one after another in various parts of the Terra continent after the disaster of falling from the sky.
More than 600 years ago, with a violent earthquake, the first labyrinth discovered by humans appeared in the Moro Mountains in the empire, and a village was swallowed by it.
After the local exploration team and the team led by a retired school officer of the third energy level failed and disappeared one after another, the imperial capital sent a fourth energy level legion leader to lead the elite team to explore, and finally found a place in the maze. The core area has obtained a large amount of extremely rare sublimation metal 'Morion Steel', a living metal that can be transformed with psionic energy and has the ability to regenerate itself.
Nowadays, the labyrinth is considered to be an ultra-high-density psionic energy field produced by the natural changes of the world after the disaster of the sky. It must be guarded by extremely rare treasures or powerful monsters at its core, and there are even people from it. Obtained the relics of the former civilization.
It is said that the Apocalypse Armed Forces handed down by the Grand Duke of Junlingbao was transformed from the relics of pre-civilization unearthed in the maze.
Every time a maze appears, it will be accompanied by a large-scale climate anomaly in a certain place, or even a celestial phenomenon, a geological catastrophe—but at the same time, the appearance of a maze will also cause the phenomenon of rich demons and high spirits in the surrounding area of the maze, and a large number of rare Sublimation plants, potion materials, alien monsters, etc. will all form an ecological circle with the maze as the core.
It fits perfectly with what has been happening in Port Harrison recently.
As for why the Viscount believed Elder Pudd's speculation? It's very simple. Others don't know the origin of the white people group in Port Harrison. As the head of the Grant family, he knows it very well—the other party is a professional in this area.
If it hadn't been for unspeakable reasons for making a big mistake and being deprived of their surnames and exiled here, there must be a place for these white people in the field of labyrinth research.
"A molding cycle every eight to ten years? That seems to be a medium-to-large maze."
At this moment, Viscount Grant was fully awake. He thought about this possibility, then smiled excitedly, and nodded vigorously to Elder Pudd: "The sign of the maze is the abundance of local resources! Valuable beasts and Sublimation plants will increase, and the surrounding adventurers and explorers will gather.”
"Combined with the aid of the empire's restart, the sea trade routes of Canaan Moor and Whale Song Cliff have opened. This is a good opportunity for Harrison Port to rebuild!"
"If it is done well, it will definitely be a feat that His Majesty will notice!"
He stood up, excitedly began to walk back and forth by the table, muttering all kinds of preliminary preparations in his mouth, he was no longer decadent, full of motivation.
Elder Purdue took a sip from his wine glass, picked up his knife and fork, and began to enjoy the luncheon.
It was only a few years after Viscount Grant took over the position of governor of Port Harrison from his father's generation, when the late emperor passed away, the dark moon was in turmoil, and the entire southern immigration area was forgotten in the huge political turmoil.
The other party has spent 30 to 40 years, and now he finally waits for the dawn of his rise, and he will definitely not let go of this opportunity.
And this is also an opportunity for them, the white people, to express themselves again and get back their surnames.
None of them will give up.
After a period of time, the luncheon ended, and the two sides had a very happy chat. Although Viscount Grant has been decadent for a long time and wants to enjoy himself, he is not an uneducated and uneducated nobleman. In the future, Port Harrison will usher in change.
Inside the Viscount's mansion.
After Elder Purdue left, the blush on the face of Viscount Grant, who was still slightly drunk, gradually faded.
He stared at the direction where the elder Bai Zhimin left, and sat back in his seat. The maid had already filled the wine silently.
"A shaman, and three hunters, none of them escaped?"
The young-looking nobleman nodded thoughtfully, and casually twirled the wine glass between his fingers, but the dark red liquid seemed to lose gravity, and appeared in a light blue gleam. While lingering, it swirled steadily with the wine glass without spilling a little bit.
The bloodline of the Grant family 'Abyssal Lizard Whale', at the second energy level, will give sublimators the ability to manipulate many liquids within the range of sight. a legacy.
Controlling the wine glass and the alcohol in his body is nothing more than instinct for Viscount Grant. He muttered to himself at the moment: "A white man with deformed legs can do this kind of thing."
Gently shaking his head, Viscount Grant couldn't help smiling, with a little sarcasm: "Pude still wants to pretend to be stupid with me, so I will accompany him. I can only say that those natives are unlucky, too unlucky."
"My lord, those natives have sent gulls and pigeons to deliver letters to protest"
The eyes of the dark brown-haired nobleman flickered slightly. The hot and graceful red-haired woman had quietly come to his side. The tribe where the Achetu shaman belongs threatened us to interrupt the transaction, unless the murderer is handed over, otherwise, they will definitely retaliate with all their strength."
"Without a shaman, I still dare to speak so hard, I appreciate the arrogance of these dwarves, after all, this is how they can bite."
Sipping a sip of wine, Viscount Grant said lightly: "But it's not good if they bite me. If they don't make a deal, they will change to someone who does the deal. As for handing over the murderer, I really don't know what to do. I haven't held them accountable for violating the agreement. How dare you attack me for breaking into the inner city?"
"Revenge? Let them take revenge, I want to see how much more blood they can shed."
Putting down his wine glass, the viscount hugged the red-haired beauty in his arms: "Send someone to monitor Ossina, no, it is impossible for a deformed person to awaken spiritual power. Well, go to monitor the child of Ossena's family, Monitor Ian."
"Such a young White People psyker, I really didn't expect one to appear in my own territory."
Amid the coquettish panting of the red-haired beauty, he calmly gave his instructions: "Although Pude is my friend, Port Harrison is my territory."
"Bai Zhimin, it's better to be quiet."
At the same time.
Being sent away respectfully by the maid, Elder Purdue walked out of the Viscount's mansion with herbs. He was faced with a rapid afternoon rain, and the fine and swift raindrops pulled long filaments in mid-air. Several attendants greeted him with umbrellas.
"You go and buy some fish and chicken, and some wheat, and give this box of medicine to the Oceana family, and tell that bad boy by the way, I have settled his affairs, and quit the black mushroom in the future, and don't talk to the natives again Get along with each other, and when the time comes to cure Elan with medicine, even if he is deformed, he is still a good guy in the clan."
"And you go and call the vice-captain Red, come to the meeting hall at night, I want to ask him something about the guards and the recent indigenous activities."
The white-haired old man ordered his two attendants to run errands, but after thinking about it, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'll go and see for myself. I really didn’t have time to take care of my children in the past two years, and the clan owes them a family.”
"And" he murmured, with the same thoughtful expression: "It's really not normal."
It seemed that he wanted to say something more, but the old man shook his head, sighed, and urged his followers: "Go quickly."
The entourage should be that Elder Pude walked towards the fish market in the rain.
The fish market is still full of people and people, and it is quite prosperous. No one is affected by the usual light rain.
But here, Elder Purdue saw a white-haired boy who theoretically should not appear here.
Ian, who was supposed to be resting in the house, was walking in the fish market with a look of interest at the moment.