A heavy rain fell intermittently all night.

Early in the morning of the next day, the residents in the city opened the windows and were pleasantly surprised to find that the outdoor world had already been raining and clearing, and the sky had been thousands of miles away.

Sitting in a semi-enclosed carriage, listening to the sound of the wheels rolling over the water, the monk Joe, who is in charge of the population registration of the West City, quickly glanced at Huggins, who was sitting on the opposite side, and then with the man in charge of civil engineering Elijah exchanged a wink.

Huggins looked out the window, but his voice was toward the two people on the opposite side.

"I know you have questions you want to ask."

Compared with Elijah, who was a scholar and acted more steadily, Joe, an old official in Muxicheng, spoke more bluntly.

"Huggins, you didn't say anything when you left. I thought you were exiled by your majesty. Where have you been all these years?"

Huggins looked at the old monk Joe with some embarrassment: "I thought you were asking about marine refugees."

The gray-haired Joe opened his mouth wide with a smile, and his rotten teeth were particularly conspicuous: "Since your Majesty has made a decision, everything about the ocean refugees is fine."

Huggins smiled helplessly: "I'm afraid the refugee situation is not as simple as you think..."

Joe patted the seat of the car: "Don't change the subject, what about me, why have you been there in the past few years?"

"I opened a hotel in Silver Ring City."

"Hmm... no more?"

"No, that's it."

The old monk Joe touched his head dissatisfied, and just thought of arguing with Huggins, but Elijah who was sitting next to him pulled his sleeves.

Elijah nodded slightly to Huggins: "No matter what, it's fine to come back."

The latter also nodded and smiled: "Yes, just come back."

The horse-drawn carriage drove through the city center, through the commercial street, and then boarded the barge in the port area. When it finally arrived at Waiheke Island, it was already noon.

Under the scorching sun, when the three people got off the boat, they were all taken aback by the scene in front of them.

What was once a sparsely populated and deserted island has now turned into a bustling and lively town.

Pubs, stables, car dealerships, blacksmith shops, bakeries... As long as you can think of buildings in ordinary cities, there are everything here.

Merchants and sailors with different accents, looks and costumes crowded the barge docking area on Waiheke Island.

Hundreds of huge wooden boxes are sorted and stacked in the storage area. The officials of the Kingdom Customs are inspecting and counting the goods in batches. The pulley crane developed by Muxi University is placing them in turn to the owner for temporary lease. Warehouse open space.

The monk Joe rubbed his dizzy old eyes, then put on his glasses, and said to Elijah, "Is it my illusion, or something else? It looks more lively than Muxi Harbor?"

Elijah sighed softly, "I came here once last month, but I didn't expect it to change so quickly."

Huggins took out the folding crutches from the storage box of the carriage, knocked on the stone road under his feet, and said: "It's still early, the carriage stays here. We walked over, just in time to investigate the situation on the island."

The group of people walked along the road and watched, walking all the way towards the center of the island.

Along the street, the dazzling array of seafood, the crowded bazaar, and the bustling entertainment street left a deep impression on the three.

After going forward for about an hour, the three of them finally came to the area in the center of the island—a place called Waiheke Island Trading Post.

Said to be a trading post, it actually looks more like a town center.

Row upon row of buildings, well-repaired roads, military camps stationed on the side, and tightly guarded city defenses.

When the three of them approached the trading post, they found that at the gate, there was already a long line of people waiting to enter.

Huggins leaned on crutches, crossed the line, and walked towards the gate.

Someone in the team immediately made a dissatisfied voice: "Oh oh oh, what about you, don't jump in the line! Don't jump in the line! Don't think you are a lame, I can't show your face and beat you!"

Huggins took out the dragon-shaped badge pendant from his chest, and there was no sound in the team for a moment.

At the gate are two Holy Cadets, a tauren and a rat head.

The Rathead was still doing the inspection work conscientiously, while the Tauren stood where he was digging his hoof impatiently.

The appearance of Hudgens made the tauren's eyes brighten. The latter separated the crowd with his hands, walked quickly to the front, and said to the former: "You were sent by the city to find that murloc?"

Getting the affirmative answer, the tauren kicked the rathead and led the three directly into the barracks, and found the orc Carroll.

Carroll was busy preparing weapons, saw Huggins and his party stunned for a while, and asked, "Where are your guards?"

"We didn't bring a guard." Huggins was a little puzzled: "Is the group of refugees in the ocean dangerous?"

"It's hard to say that it's dangerous, but those people are more vigilant and are reluctant to contact us."

Huggins thought for a while and said to Carroll: "Your Majesty's will is to let me contact the mermaid patriarch of Salamo..."

Before Huggins could finish speaking, Carroll said in a deep voice, "I know that the mermaid you are talking about is relatively easier to communicate with than those refugees from the sea. Well, let me call a few people. Go with you."

Carroll walked into the rear of the barracks, and soon led Aldenan and two other orcs out.

In this way, a team of three kingdom officials and four sacred troops headed towards the gathering place of marine refugees on the west bank of Waiheke Island.

On the way, the endless stream of teams made Huggins secretly startled.

"What do these people do?"

With a piece of grass in his mouth, Aldenan glanced at the humans who saluted the road, and said, "These people are all going to do business with marine refugees."

Brother Joe was curious: "Doing business with refugees."

Aldenan: "Don't you think that the refugees are a bunch of poor ghosts. On their wrists and necks, there are a lot of small things, such as corals, pearls, and precious stones. Those things are not worth money in the sea. , It’s an incredible baby on land."

Carroll explained: "In addition to the treasures in the sea, UU reading www.uukanshu.com ocean races can also dive into the deep sea to collect some extremely rare ores and plants; in addition, they have special methods to breed some. Delicious but rare fish, shellfish, shrimp and crab."

Huggins nodded and said, "It sounds like these ocean refugees are doing pretty well in the kingdom."

Aldenan curled his lips: "It's more than good. The gang of mermaid ladies have a good life. It's not an exaggeration to describe them as extremely luxurious, even they use it for bathing..."

"Cough, cough, cough." Carroll interrupted Aldenan's words quickly: "But then again, there are many people in Muxi City who have great opinions on these marine refugees, and can even be said to be hostile."

"Hostile? How to say?"

"There are many reasons. One is that these marine refugees have plundered the wealth of the kingdom and lowered the living standards of the citizens of the kingdom."

Carrollton paused, and then said: "There are still some people who say that these refugees are heretics who believe in the ancient gods of the ocean and should be expelled from the land of the dragon gods."

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