On the calm sea, there were three-foot waves without wind. Just in the waves, a wooden fishing trawler with a length of more than 30 meters, which was quite old, was moving **** the sea.

The mottled hull below the waterline of the fishing boat makes it difficult to see the color of the original paint. The deafening sound of the steam engine in the engine room seems to indicate that the working condition of the most critical machinery on this fishing boat seems to be much worse. , Just like an old bull who is in his twilight years, still pulling the bullock cart uphill with difficulty, it seems a little powerless.

A group of skuas are flying with this old trawler. The skuas living in this area already know that once these fishing boats have their nets, some sardines or shrimps are too small, this fishing boat will not want it. . The sailors on the boat will throw those fish that are too small directly into the sea, that is when they have a good meal.

If the sailors are in a good mood, they will throw the fish in the air with a big laugh, watching the skuas perform aerial acrobatics, biting the fishes and shrimps into their mouths one by one.

The skuas have followed this old trawler all morning. In one morning, the fishing boat has made six nets. Two of the harvests were good, and the skunks have also been exposed twice.

At the moment, the fish cabin of the fishing boat was already filled with most of the seafood, and there was still a bit of wine to be filled. The several tons of fresh goods made the sound of the coolie-like fishing boat's engine even sharper.

Not only are the engines on the fishing boats yelling, but even the skuas in the sky are yelling at this moment.

"Boss, go to the Internet cafe, you can't wait for the thieves in the sky!" a sailor yelled.

On the side of the ship, a middle-aged man in his fifties who was sturdy and sculpted by the sea breeze was holding a pipe in his mouth and staring at the sea water next to him. He looked attentively, as if he could really see through the water. .

Hearing the call of the sailor on the boat, the man raised his gaze from the monotonous sea and looked at the sky, then a strong hand waved vigorously and said loudly, "Get off the net, take this away. Net, we will go home!"

Following the man's movements, several sailors on the boat got busy, and one after another put the sorted fishing nets from the stern into the sea.

The man called the boss came to the wheelhouse from the side of the ship and said directly to the man at the helm, "Monte, right rudder, I feel that there are ocean currents under the sea here, and those silverheads like to run with the ocean current!"

"Okay!" said the steering man, turning his head to take a look at the sailors' nets on the deck. When the nets were finished, the steering man turned the rudder expertly and let the fishing boat go to the right. Draw a big circle.

The boss of the boat came to the deck again and watched the floats on the fishing nets that were lowered from the stern with the other sailors.

"Boss, this Barracuda is too old. It has been running for more than ten years and can't run anymore. You can change everyone to a new boat..."

"Yeah, the market is so good now. I haven't seen it when I grow up. No matter how many goods there are, they will be swept away as long as they are pulled to the shore. Now the buyers of the cannery in the city are now all day long. They are all squatting on the dock, seeing the goods come as if seeing beautiful ladies, one by one, they all rushed over. We used to beg them, now it's their turn to beg me!"

"I heard that the business of those canneries is so good that they are working overtime every day, and there are so many orders outside that those factories dare not accept them!"

"Last time I heard a sailor outside in the tavern say that now the mainland is very chaotic, it seems that there is going to be a war, and the demons are going to make a comeback. There is a city that seems to be wiped out by the demons..."

"Follow him, as long as we have money to make money!"

"Unfortunately, if the port freezes in two months, you won't be able to go out to sea, otherwise you will make more money!"

Several sailors were talking here while taking advantage of the gap before the net was closed. The boss of the ship was still holding his pipe and staring closely at the stern, but in his mind, a beautiful new steel trawl of more than 50 meters long flashed. The look of a fishing boat.

He couldn’t think of things that sailors could think of. The order for a new fishing boat has already been placed. At the Minsk Shipyard, he found an old friend and left a little relationship so that he didn’t have to wait in line. You can get the boat in the month of month.

Now the shipyard’s business is booming, not only is it booming, but the fishing boats produced by the shipyard are just like those canned fish, and their prices are also rising.

Thinking of the more than 1,800 gold coins that he had paid in advance, the boss of the ship felt distressed again. Just a month ago, the price of a steel trawler with a length of more than 50 meters and a gross tonnage of 460 tons was just over 1,500. It looked like a gold coin. At that time, he considered changing to a new ship, but at that time he only hesitated a little. He wanted to wait until next year to change it, and let the Barracuda hold on for a while. After hesitating, he missed the most Good time to buy a ship.

With this delay, the price of fishing boats at the shipyard rose by 20% as a whole.

...

After all the cigarettes in the pipe were smoked, the ship boss knocked the whalebone pipe in his hand on the ship's gunwale, "Okay, let's work, let's get to the Internet cafe!"

The sailors on the ship immediately turned the winch at the stern. As the winch turned, the lowered fishing net was taken up little by little. As the fishing net was slowly taken up, the boss's face slowly sank.

The easier it was for the sailors to turn the winch, the less rewarding it was, because all the rewards were heavy.

The last fishing nets were all collected, empty, not to mention fish, not even a shrimp. What everyone did not expect was that at the bottom of the fishing net, everyone found a fish with a diameter of almost two meters. Neatly big hole.

The boat boss and a few sailors squatted on the edge of the fishing net, carefully inspecting the big weird hole in the fishing net.

"Is it a monster in the sea?" The sailor's teeth began to tremble when asked.

"No, if it's a Warcraft, it takes so much force to tear such a big hole, we should feel it on the boat!" A more experienced sailor shook his head.

The boss of the boat twisted the fishing net at the opening of the hole with his hand, and took the fishing line at the broken place in front of his eyes and took a closer look. The thread end of the broken part of the big hole of the entire fishing net was neat and brilliance, as if it was cut by a sharp tool. The same, with an inexplicable weirdness. Not only the boat boss saw it, but the other sailors also saw it.

I don't know what's in the water, I can make this fishing net like this in an instant. If the target of that thing is this boat... Thinking of this, everyone on the boat is a little bit chilly. One by one sailors looked at the boss of the ship.

"Today's harvest is enough, let's go back!"

Hearing this sentence, everyone felt relieved...

The Barracuda began to turn around, headed north, and after sailing again for a long time on the sea, at night, this trawler with a good harvest today finally sailed into a hustle and bustle of fishing boats on Kaga Island. Fishing pier.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong, everyone on the boat was relieved after returning safely to the pier.

Back at the pier, the fish caught today on the Barracuda were quickly sold out. After a day of busy work with a crew of sailors, today’s Barracuda brought more than 90 silver coins to the ship’s boss. The market price of a month ago has already risen a lot, and the sailors who received today's wages left happily.

The boss of the boat directly called a trailer and unloaded the fishing net that had a big hole on the boat. He had to take it back overnight and let it be repaired, otherwise he would definitely not be able to go to sea tomorrow.

A few hours later, as the fishing boats that went out came back one after another and sold out fresh goods, there were fewer and fewer people on the entire pier. After twelve o’clock in the night, with the last few canneries guarding the pier to purchase With the departure of the crew, the entire fishing terminal area was completely quiet. Only the surging sound of sea water.

At this time, at the stern of the Barracuda, a black man, like a legendary water ghost, emerged from the water silently, grabbing the side of the ship with his hands without a trace, and then flipping onto the deck of the fishing boat.

Then the figure came to the door of the crew cabin on the fishing boat. The small lock that locked the door of the crew cabin was twisted hard by the man and made a slight click. It lost its function and became a mass of scrap iron. .

Three minutes later, the figure found a clean and fit sailor suit in the crew cabin. After changing into that suit, he quickly landed ashore and left the fishing dock.

There are almost no street lights on the streets of this city, but this has no effect on Zhang Tie, who has dark vision. Zhang Tie walked on the street and looked at this place curiously...

There are no tall buildings in this city. Almost all the buildings are below six stories, and the tops are spires or slopes. The outer walls of most buildings are white, beige or light wood, and they are reserved. With the original texture of the wood, stone and other building materials used to build houses, it is natural, simple, strong and heavy.

There are almost no tall chimneys like those in Heiyan City, and there are no tracks and traces of rail vehicles on the ground. There are not many cars parked on both sides of the street. Everything here seems to explain this. The industry is not too developed.

To Zhang Tie, this place is completely strange...

Three days ago, after arranging everything in Huaiyuan County and Qianlong Island, Zhang Tie left Qianlong Island.

No one knows where Zhang Tie is going. Even Zhang Tie can't know exactly where he is going when he leaves. He has only one general goal in his mind-the northern waters of the Weiyi subcontinent.

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