Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Far port time, four twenty.

The sky is white with floating fish belly.

After more than ten hours of fierce fighting, more than 38,000 people have been evacuated from the Broken Isles to Far Harbor. All departments of Far Harbor City have been operating with full force. Together with the volunteers who have signed up eagerly, they have been resettled in a short period of time. The arrival of tens of thousands of refugees is an unprecedented feat and a miracle.

The super-long runway that has been increased to four, the camps that have been opened and arranged overnight, the steel flying wings falling from the sky, the temporary settlements from desolate to lively, overnight, there are such changes, overnight, there are So many people were saved, and all this was witnessed by the people.

The people of the Far Harbor, the people of the Broken Isles, people from all over the world.

Whether civilians or nobles, locals or outsiders, even elves who were enemies not long ago, spellcasters from various countries who came to support, even reporters invited here, unsolicited intelligence spies, they are in this sleepless night. In the night, witnessed the birth of the legend.

Campfire smoke, people come and go, trucks of supplies are transported from the far port to the new city, ordinary people get together and work together to do the same thing. They have experienced and witnessed it with their own eyes. They will never forget and will be part of their future lives.

Just like the rising sun, the task that sounds impossible has already seen the dawn of success.

Every participant is honored.

At this time, the sky will be bright, and a new round of shifts will be handed over. Volunteers who have worked all night are urged to go home and rest. At the temporary station, horse carts, ox carts and donkey carts are waiting there.

The drivers warmly greeted people to get on the bus.

"No money! No sitting, no sitting!" they shouted, "His Royal Highness Kant pays the bill!"

Just this sentence dispels the worries of the budget-conscious poor. If they receive money, they would rather go back to the far port. Their time and energy are not worth much.

People laughing and laughing in the car, with friends, there is a familiar driver, it would be better, the journey home will not be lonely.

With the neighing of the horses, they set off against the morning breeze.

Volunteers held warm kettles, which contained thick and sweet milk tea, which was hot and very warm, with transparent, crispy and smooth transparent pulp, a bit like coconut.

This is a gift before leaving. Everyone has it. The sweet taste is still in everyone's mind. It is as unforgettable as instant noodles, sausages and candies. The greedy people have already drunk it. All of them are exhausted, and more people are only willing to drink a few sips, and they want to take them back to their families to taste.

After a night of hard work and countless eye-openings, the volunteers did not feel sleepy. They discussed what they saw last night and imagined the future. The center of the topic was always those few.

Work points, the idea of ​​exchange, and "can this milk tea be exchanged".

The newly promoted working soldier, the bounty hunter Shark Tex, leaned on the carriage, thinking about the harvest last night, while the guys around him were thinking about the content of the exchange.

Those stupid cowards who are honestly handed over are like miserly misers, naively counting the possible harvests, buy a little of this for the children to try, buy a little of that and save it, some of the rewards for daily sign-in can be exchanged for money, and money can be exchanged for food …These futile speeches made Tex very impatient. All he wanted was a radio, and a man would do what a man would do.

Europa carousel.

He wants to bet on the radio with the smallest price.

"Can I interview you?"

There was a loud shout next to him, he looked sideways, a dog-like monocle was chasing two elf rangers and shouting, where did this come from? Sounds like an imperial accent.

"Where can we check our work points?"

"The alchemy equipment of His Royal Highness Kant has been arranged in each street. When you get there, you can see what work you have done and how much you have received by flashing your ID card there."

The driver replied with a smile while driving the car, and added, "I heard it on the radio."

"I haven't heard of it."

The man who asked the question smiled embarrassedly, and asked again, "Then, where to change things?"

The car full of people came to the spirit, and Tex also secretly raised his ears. The driver was not impatient, but answered enthusiastically, because these car owners were also recruited by the merciful His Highness Kant. There's an added bonus to educating passengers about the policy.

This point is said to have been specially instructed by His Royal Highness Kant.

"To correctly explain information such as work points acquisition and exchange matters to newcomers, you can get five points reward."

Although the term "newcomer" is a bit strange, it does not prevent the drivers from memorizing the propaganda matters in the manual.

"In order to facilitate the exchange of rewards for everyone, His Royal Highness Kant is already in the process of transforming several properties in the city. Those were confiscated from nobles who committed felonies against humanity. Those luxurious storefronts will be transformed into shops selling labor-based goods. The name is...what is it called?"

When the driver said this, he frowned and thought for a moment, then patted his head.

"Friendship Store! Yes! Friendship Store!"

According to the propaganda caliber and communication speculation, the driver described the scene of the Friendship Store to the passengers.

There are a lot of dazzling and unheard of commodities, no gold coins and silver coins, only work points. Work points can only be obtained through glorious labor and kind deeds. It is a reward for the industrious. Men can get it, women can get it, common people can get it, and nobles can get it. To obtain, as long as you work and do good deeds, you can get it, and you can buy many good things in it, and everyone can do it.

They listened to the description of the coachman and imagined such a store. Barren imaginations could not outline its image. They could only use the most magnificent buildings they had ever seen, such as the white manor on the hill overlooking the slum, and the delivery to the city. The neat and tall gatehouse I saw when I was there.

But the Friendship Store is no longer a restricted area for the common people. Men with humble status and shabby clothes can enter with their heads held high. The rich and rich will not receive preferential treatment there. The latter may not even be richer than the former, because the store only stops work. Money can't buy work points, only hard work, serious work and goodwill dedication can get it, and everyone who can do it can get it.

Suddenly, there was a sob in the left seat.

People were surprised to see that a tall, rough-skinned man was wiping his tears indiscriminately. His hands were covered with calluses, and his arms were covered with scars. At first glance, he looked like a hard worker on the dock.

"I..." he cried, "I used to work fourteen hours a day at the dock. My supervisor beat and scolded me, humiliated me, ordered me, and even told me to go to his private workshop to work for free. I work every day, but my family is always hungry..."

"And His Royal Highness Kant, as long as I work for eight hours a day, manage meals, drink milk tea, and earn work points, he said that as long as I work hard and work hard, I can earn work points, and I work hard every day and work hard, It's been twenty years since I was twelve years old, my father has been working hard until he died, and my eldest son is going to work at the dock just like me, I...I..."

He said this, sobbing, almost speechless.

"I didn't know before today that the daily life of our three generations is actually so valuable..."

The strong man buried his head between his legs and tugged at his hair.

He whimpered: "Why is it so good, how can it be so good, why..."

The car was silent for a while.

The people around him patted his shoulder lightly, and even Tex didn't speak, and all the people crowded in the car didn't speak, and an indescribable feeling emerged in his heart.

They seem to understand something.

In the hard life from childhood to adulthood and generations of ancestors, civilians are always civilians, hungry, exhausted, and without dignity. They live such a life day after day, and they are accustomed to it, thinking that this is fate, and now, after a long, long time, A person appeared.

That person didn't engage in seditious speech and deception, or impassioned play, but with work, pay, and respect, they recognized their... worth as people.

For the first time, these ignorant people had an exact idea.

Later...days will be better.

They couldn't help but prayed to the gods that everything would go well, that they would be paid enough to support their families, that the survivors of the Broken Isles would be saved safely, and that His Royal Highness Kant would get what they wanted, be done, and then guide, Governs and shelters the Far Harbor.

Temporary Biological Institute.

"How old is it?" Kant looked at the report with a look of astonishment, "Are you sure?"

Hong San nodded solemnly: "It's unbelievable. According to the analysis and judgment of the experts, what your Highness cut is actually not the body of that thing!"

"No..." Kant pointed in the direction of the laboratory, "Is this a **** glitch?"

Hong San shook his head and said, "No, but..."

Before he finished speaking, the door of the lounge opened, and Master O'Malley rushed in anxiously. The arrogance at the beginning was no longer there. He repeatedly said: "His Royal Highness Kant! His Highness Kant!"

Derrila, who was sitting beside Kant, had already stood up and turned her back to the direction of the gate. The cloak covered her iconic pointed ears and her slender and seductive figure, hiding her identity as the Phoenix King. Kant frowned slightly, and then said: " Master O'Malley? Thanks for your professional judgment..."

The other party didn't even care about salutes and greetings, and rushed forward in three steps: "Your Highness! The personal letter given to you by Your Excellency the Speaker is very important. This is the solemn request of the Austrian Law Council!"

There was panic and anxiety written all over his face.

When Kant saw this, his heart sank, and he glanced at Hong San.

Hong San went up to receive the letter, but Master O'Malley hesitated for a moment: "This is the private matter of His Excellency the Great Speaker..."

"But it's still business." Hong San's tone was modest, but his attitude was unshakable, "I am the chief counselor of His Royal Highness Kant, and he never hides from me when it comes to business."

- I always feel that this guy has something to say.

Kant was sullen in his heart, but on the surface he made a light-hearted look and nodded slightly to Master O'Malley.

Master O'Malley just hesitated for a moment, and then compromised. This shows the urgency of the situation. He unlocked the encryption element imprint and handed it to Hong San. Hong San opened it, and his expression changed immediately.

He looked at Master O'Malley, his eyes were as cold as a knife, and the other party was no longer as proud and proud as before.

"Your Highness."

Hong San said solemnly: "Seventeen minutes ago, the Azure Fleet of the Austrian Council, which had traveled to the southwest of the Broken Sea, was attacked by a large number of sea monsters. The ship-borne magic device and the support of the ship array resisted, but the situation was extremely dangerous, therefore, the Starry Chamber of the Austrian Law Council issued a formal request to us for rescue."

Even with his preparations, Kant was still furious.

He looked at Master O'Malley and said coldly, "Fool, you screwed up!"

"I feel very ashamed." Poor Master O'Malley knew that he was about to become a punching bag, but when he thought of the advice and entrustment of the Great Speaker, he was willing to bear any humiliation and ridicule. Compared with the rise and fall of a fleet, what personal honor and disgrace? Just enough, he bowed his head and said, "The council's actions are reckless and irrational. The Star Court will reflect on its mistakes and ask for your understanding and tolerance."

There was a weak pleading in the master's tone: "The brave soldiers of the Azure Fleet are innocent, and they are here to solve the disaster in the Broken Isles, they should not pay the price of their lives for the wrong decision of the court, please Your Royal Highness Kant Have mercy on them, I beseech you!"

Kant looked cold and noncommittal.

O'Malley bowed deeply: "The Speaker's entreaties and negotiations have been written in the letter, but he asked me to re-emphasize that the Austrian Law Council is willing to pay the greatest sincerity and price for this rescue operation."

"The reward of money, the sharing of knowledge, the exchange of information, the transfer of talents, the development of trade, anything can be discussed, the Austrian Law Council will appreciate your tolerance and help, and your righteous deeds will erase all previous unhappiness and differences, From now on you will have the most loyal friend..."

It can be seen that the council is really in a hurry.

The size and strength of the Azure Fleet is far greater than that of the Azure Fleet. It is the main fleet in the Western Seas, and this time the council is obviously acting secretly and secretly. Maybe it will transfer elite combat troops to mix and strengthen the Azure Fleet. If this The fleet was wiped out in the Broken Sea...

That is definitely a subversive shock to the military power comparison in the Western Sea Region.

The sinking of all kinds of warships built with a lot of money is a painful loss, and the death of a large number of elite officers, sailors and marine talents is an irreparable wound, and thus lost the sea control, strategic initiative and strength in the western seas Projection is even more turbulent at the national strategic level.

So the council will be counseled so quickly.

The Blue Fleet's distress report has clearly stated that the enemy comes from underwater, and the number is endless. The fleet is surrounded by ants, and the killing is endless. Even if it can be resisted for a while, the magic core will be extinguished. It will overheat, and the caster will run out of mana, and it won't last long.

At this point, the Council did not dare to send fleet reinforcements, so as not to continue to send them, and could only urgently mobilize air troops and top combat power to help.

But that wasn't enough to save the fleet from danger, so they thought of Kant.

In less than a day, Kant launched a terrifying and admirable air rescue operation, and evacuated 40,000 people in ten hours - this persuasive precedent occurred at the moment, and the council can only rely on it. His help and help are really not enough, even saving people.

As long as the experienced sailors and warriors return safely, the battleship is nothing but more orders.

To this end, they are ready to be extorted by Kant for a large sum of money.

It’s just a compromise, trade and stop loss. As long as the officers and soldiers of the Azure Fleet can be rescued safely, no matter how much the price is worth—anyway, Kant’s bid will be less than the far-reaching impact and impact of the annihilation of the Azure Fleet. Terrible loss.

Kant stared at Master O'Malley.

His forehead was covered in sweat.

"…map."

Hong San immediately took out the map he carried with him and unfolded it. Based on the coordinates on the letter, he marked the current position of the Azure Fleet on the map.

Master O'Malley heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you for your generosity..."

Kant raised his hand to stop it. He stared at the map for a while, then raised his head and his eyes were like electricity: "How did that guy discover the Azure Fleet? He didn't even see my reconnaissance plane, his mental perception can reach such a Far away? Is there anything else you're hiding from me?"

Master O'Malley murmured, "It doesn't seem to matter..."

Kant looked frosty: "Say, or you can get out now."

After a short and intense struggle, Master O'Malley finally spoke hesitantly about the Voyager of the Sea. The Grand Chancellor told him about it, but did not mention the ancient ruins displayed in Dakul's soul, only said His psychic power touches a terrifying individual.

Kant laughed angrily: "Okay, there are even submarines, I underestimate you."

His eyes were gloomy and cold, stared at the map, thought for a moment, and said: "It craved flesh and blood, and taking food from its mouth is to delay the progress of its awakening. According to my thoughts, the most sensible method is to cast a forbidden spell. The sea area where the fleet is located is smashed so that it can't even eat shit..."

He looked at O'Malley, whose face changed suddenly: "But if you do this, you will definitely not let it go. You originally wanted those idiots to fend for themselves and let you suffer the consequences, but since you gave me the opportunity to extort blackmail, then I will also give it to you. their chance of surviving."

Kant looked down at the map: "The sea area where the Azure Fleet is located, there are no islands around it, and it is impossible to establish fire bases and airport retreat points like the Broken Isles. My attack method against those sea monsters is also not applicable there, because the jet of deep water explosion will hurt To the fleet, in such a sea area, I don't have many rescue methods, so I can only do my best."

He pressed his ear, listened to the voice in the earphone, and said, "Three... I will send three transport planes to the sea where the Azure Fleet is located."

"After arriving, the transport planes will lower their altitude, slow down their speed, and pass over the fleet. They will open the rear hatch and provide an escape route. Let the blue fleet fly and seize the opportunity. You can live as much as you can. This is the best way to go. The most reasonable and feasible plan, I can only help you here."

"As for how much it will cost to save one, I'll talk to you later with a dragon advisor."

Ambassador O'Malley's expression changed, with a strange look on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he said in a low voice, "Three... Your Highness, you can actually have a little more."

Kant said lightly: "The transportation capacity is limited. After all, the evacuation of the Broken Islands should continue to speed up. It is already very good to be able to squeeze out three planes. You just..."

Speaking of which, he suddenly realized that Hong San was winking at himself.

He was stunned for a moment, as if he understood something, but he was not very sure. He looked at Master O'Malley with a strange look: "What do you want to say?"

The other party gritted his teeth and whispered: "We are willing to pay any price, please lend a helping hand... Just like saving the refugees in the Broken Isles, save the soldiers of the Azure Fleet, the Star Court asks you, in the doomed Broken Isles. And between the splendid and great Council of Arcane..."

"—Preference is given to us."

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PS1: Ah, it feels like this will change from being too late to updating too early...