"Lord God, what a big island like a mountain!"

The water and the sky are vast and vast, and the giant island looms in the sky. Chivaco, the old militiaman, stood on the prow of the galley, gaping at the sudden appearance of the big island. As the expedition fleet approached, the gray and white big island became bigger and bigger until it completely filled everyone's sight and blocked the waves on both sides of the coast!

"Priest Mecate, please estimate how big it is?"

Shippriest Mekhat closed one eye, stretched out his arm, and estimated with his thumb. Soon, he reported the number in surprise.

"Captain, it's at least a hundred miles long and dozens of miles wide! The peak on the island is estimated to be more than a thousand meters high!"

"Really, what a miraculous big island! There are almost no islands along the way, how could such a big island suddenly appear?...Could it be that it was really transformed by a divine giant tortoise?"

Chivaco muttered to himself, the shock on his face hadn't dissipated, and he thought a little more.

"No wonder the people from the Guaima Department said that we must see this big island...Mobile, what is the name of this island?"

"Chief, the Guaymas call it Tahejöc."

"What, what? What do you mean?"

"Well..."

Mera Kavado scratched his head, he didn't know what it meant, he only had a vague impression. He took a good look at the island in front of him, and then played freely according to the Sri language he mastered.

"Tah York! Roughly, it means 'sacred, towering, big island with many birds'!"

Tah York Island is the Tiburon Island off the northwest coast of Mexico in later generations! It is the largest island in the Gulf of California and in the whole of Mexico, covering 1,200 square kilometers, about half the size of Shanghai. And the whole island, because there are many seabirds inhabiting, was also opened up as a nature reserve for birds in later generations.

"Ah! There are a lot of birds, lots and lots of big birds!"

The fleet came to the edge of Tah York Island, and the ear-splitting birdsong came from all directions, and drifted leisurely into the distance. Chihuaco looked up and saw tens of thousands of seabirds circling over the island. From time to time, they spread their wings and soar, and then vertically rise and fall, perched on the gray and brown mountains in the middle of the island, like elves guarding the mysterious island.

"Hmm.. The island is so hard to remember! Such a high mountain, and so many birds..."

Chihuaco looked at the towering mountains and the flocks of birds covering the sky, and quickly made a decision. He patted Kavado's shoulder next to him and said with a smile.

"Cavador, why don't you name it after you and call it Mountain Bird Island! Haha, we took the mountain bird and found Mountain Bird Island, and people in the future will remember you!"

"This... I... Yamadori Island..."

Kavado stared at the laughing leader, not knowing whether to thank him or not.

The old militia didn't care. He quickly put away his smile and stared at the strange Da Dao with a pensive look on his face.

"This big island that suddenly appeared should be what His Majesty wants us to look for, a holy place for seabirds, right? An island full of seabirds, a stone made of bird droppings..."

"Snapped!..."

People are watching from the boat, and birds are circling overhead. After staying for a little longer, the sparse bird droppings rained down from the sky with a taste of freedom.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

"Ah, **** it!"

Huitu Puap suddenly covered his eyes and lowered his head. He tried to wipe his face, but wiped the wet stuff everywhere. Fortunately, this thing only looks disgusting, but it's actually not too smelly, and it also has a faint salty taste. It was the smell of phosphates in guano, fixing the smelly ammonia.

"Huh? Slightly salty?...Damn it!"

Pu Apu was startled, then spit crazily.

"Bah, bah bah bah! Damn bird, **** guano!"

"Countless birds, year after year of guano...stones..."

Chivaco reached out and covered his forehead. After a while, he tossed and turned, looked at the green and white softness on the back of his hand, and then looked at the many gray and white rocks where the birds were perched.

"The color of the rocks here is quite different from those along the voyage!"

The old militiaman was silent, his face seemed to be enlightened. Afterwards, he looked at Puap who was coughing hard, with a smile on his old face.

"Old Pu, bird droppings falling into your mouth is a gift from the gods and a good omen!"

"Bah bah!... Good omen? Fart! Why don't you try this good omen!"

"Haha, of course it's a good omen! It's a good omen to go home! There are so many birds on the island, there are so many guano, and there is so little rain..."

Chivaco looked around the island and saw very little greenery.

He thought about what he had seen and heard along the way, and the more he sailed northwest, the precipitation decreased significantly, and the road gradually became desolate, and even large villages could not be maintained. By the time they got near this big island, the surrounding tribes had changed from settled Yaquis to semi-safari Sris. Naturally, there is surprisingly little rain here, probably not once or twice a year.

"As His Majesty ordered, there are many birds, there are many guano, and there is no rain... This is the holy land of seabirds we are looking for, Guano Island!"

"Ah? Old man Qi, are you sure, this is the place His Majesty asked us to find?"

"Well, I feel like it! You see, His Majesty's words are closed, and the surrounding tribes all know this place. At least...should be able to use it for business, right?"

Chivako touched his wrinkled old face and spoke in a deep voice. A longing for homesickness surged in his heart. After traveling all the way, he didn't know how many thousands of miles he had traveled. It was really not easy. He wanted to go back and take a look at his stunned daughter Lu Wei, and he also wanted to slap his son-in-law Wezti twice. It was just His Majesty's order, which came out lightly, but it was like a mountain, pressing on his not broad shoulders...

"Hey! Blind god... let's go, let's go to the island and look at the stones on the island!"

Everyone then landed in the south of the big island, and landed from a gentle tidal flat. As soon as I landed on the island, a faint breath came over my face. The smell is not very smelly, but it is a bit choking, which is difficult to describe in detail.

"Huh? This smell..."

Puapu sniffed, a few memories flashed on his face.

"It's a bit like the old dung heap outside Qincongcan City that has been piled up for decades..."

"Old Pu, tell the warriors to be careful! This is the territory of the Sri people, and you may meet them. If you encounter them, don't fight first, try to show goodwill..."

"Understood! However, some hunting tribes are no match for the kingdom's warriors?"

"It's best if you can't avoid conflicts! Since you brought out the brothers whole, you have to take them back whole. Along the way, one or two pieces have already been broken..."

"...Fine!"

Puap nodded, and gave the order to the thirty or forty Prepecha warriors who landed.

"You are in a team of five, go and look around to see if there are tribes or savages on the island. Put on leather armor and bring a big bow for me. If you encounter a tribe, don't do it first, try to be friendly! Then bring the distribution The snail trumpet, blow the trumpet if necessary! Lord God bless you!"

"Lord God bless!"

The warriors bowed their heads and saluted, then scattered away. This island is huge, with mountains in the middle, and it will take a lot of work to find out.

The old militiamen looked at the towering hills nearby, and estimated that they were at least seven or eight hundred meters away. He thought for a while, then looked behind him.

"Priest Mecate, I'll ask a few people to follow you to the nearby mountain and measure the size of the island."

"Yes, Captain!"

Mekart nodded respectfully, very submissive to Chivaco. He took some simple tools and suggested again.

"I will spend the night on that mountain, so that I can measure the angle of the North Star and determine our position."

"Okay! There are probably no ferocious beasts on the island, but be careful of possible tribes. The Lord God blesses you!"

"Lord God bless!"

Everyone got busy. The sailors chose a high ground and prepared to build a simple camp and spend the night on the island tonight.

"Stones of guano...struvite..."

Chivaco muttered, wandered around for a while, and finally found a stone pile mixed with gray, white and brown. The top of the stone pile was covered with bird droppings, and there was a brightly colored bird parked there, looking curiously at the passerby.

"Haw, chirp?"

Chivaco lowered his old face and imitated the voice of a nighthawk, growling hoarsely.

"scare!"

"Chirp!"

The bird trembled suddenly, and flew away without looking back.

"Ha ha!"

The old militiaman laughed. For some reason, he felt particularly comfortable today. He couldn't wait to go to the stone pile, stretched out his hand and picked up a piece of gravel, squeezed it hard a few times, and the gravel turned into small gravel.

"Not hard, very brittle, a little soft..."

Chivako stared at the powder in his hand, pondered for a while, and was about to lower his head to taste it. But he thought of something and stopped immediately.

"No. If it's true... it's better to let Old Pu come... and put all the credit on him. I don't want to go to sea again...Old Pu, Old Pu!"

"Ah? Old man Qi, what are you calling me for?"

Puap looked up. He was sitting cross-legged on a rock, eating a prickly pear. The sweet and sour taste falls in the mouth, making people feel comfortable.

"Come here, hurry up, there is business!"

"Um?"

Pu'apu scratched his head, gnawed the fruit twice, and strode over.

"Old Pu, stretch out your hand, and then... come, you taste the taste of these minces!"

"What?"

Puap stretched out his hand blankly, and took some grayish-white-yellow crumbs.

"Try it?"

"Yes! Lick it and see if it melts, what it smells like."

"???"

Puapu was confused. He lowered his head and just opened his mouth to lick, when he suddenly came to his senses.

"Damn! Damn! Old man Qi, you bastard! What is this? Is it dried bird droppings?"

Chivaco suppressed a smile, shook his head, and told the truth.

"I don't know either, so I'll let you try."

"Don't taste it, even if you kill me, you won't taste it!"

Pu'apu looked angry and wanted to throw away the broken pieces.

"Old Pu, if this is the guano stone that His Majesty is looking for, it will be a great achievement!"

"Huh? What? A great achievement?"

Puup paused, then squeezed his hands back tightly. Then, he looked suspiciously at the inconspicuous pieces in his hands.

"These are the guano stones that His Majesty is looking for? It is said that there is a blessing from the Lord God, which can increase the yield of the farmland? But the mountains and islands are full of these stones, isn't it? Could it be that they have the power of a good harvest?"

"How would I know? His majesty's revelation, of course, only your majesty knows. He casually pointed to the northwest, and we traveled thousands of miles to the horizon..."

Chivaco scowled and shook his head. Then, with a slight smile on his old face, he asked in a low voice.

"How about it, old Pu, do you want to taste it? If you don't taste it, I will taste it! When the time comes, the credit for discovering the **** stone will have to be credited to me..."

"taste!"

Puapu opened his mouth quickly, and poured a handful of the powder into his mouth. Then, he was stunned, and a bitter look suddenly appeared on his face.

"Ugh! Bah! . . . "

"Don't! Don't spit it out yet, just check the smell carefully, so that you can tell His Majesty when the time comes!"

"..."

Pu'apu immediately closed his mouth again, his face flushed into a liver color. After a while, he spat hard.

"Bah, bah, bah! Damn it, it all melted in my mouth!"

"Ha ha!"

Chivaco couldn't help laughing.

"What does it taste like?"

"Bah bah bah! It's salty, astringent and bitter! It doesn't smell bad..."

"Eh? Struvite doesn't stink?  …"

The two looked at each other, both a little uncertain about each other.

"Old man Qi, is this the guano stone His Majesty is looking for?"

"Old Pu, if you ask me, who should I ask? Otherwise, would you like to try other stones?"

"Bah! Want me to taste it again?"

Puap looked dissatisfied. Then, his eyes flickered and he looked towards the east coast.

"Old man Qi, tell me, do the nearby Sri people know? If it can be used to fertilize the fields, wouldn't they know how to use it?"

"Sri people only hunt and fish~lightnovelpub.net~ and don't know how to farm, what do you know?"

"Hmph! Why don't you grab a few Sri people and ask them! They've lived in this area for hundreds of years, so they'll know something..."

In front of the rock where the birds perched, the two were discussing in deep voices, unable to make up their minds for a while. Suddenly, a sharp conch horn suddenly sounded not far away, echoing over the entire island, startling the birds!

"Didi! Didi! Didi!..."

"Short conch number, there is an enemy!"

"Dry!"

But in an instant, a tough spear appeared in the hands of the old militia Chihuaco. In the hands of the gray-soil warrior Puap, he clenched the short bronze knife. Both of them were wearing leather armor. Although they were talking and laughing just now, they both maintained the vigilance of veterans.

But after a while, dozens of sailors gathered around, wearing cotton and leather armor, holding spears and longbows. The crowd assembled for a while, prepared for battle, and hurried towards the direction where the horn sounded!

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