"Sir, we have entered the waters of the New World." Wang Andong took a deep breath: "We are not far from the land. Compared with the Loess Area, the sea environment here can be almost used for vacations, but the smell of the sea breeze is a bit irritating."

It is true. I don’t know whether it is because of the purifying war initiated by the Kraken Kingdom or the Witch King secretly sheltered this small fleet, and they almost never encountered any decent interceptions along the way.

Of course, this also has something to do with the crew fighting the ship. The Glow was abandoned two days ago because of the magic core melting down. Fortunately, the sailors were dissatisfied with the work when the two ships set off. Moreover, the elves reserved too much redundant space when designing this type of ship. After the players demolished several meaningless entertainment cabins, the Laurel easily installed the players on the Glow.

They even took the risk of dismantling a lot of vulnerable accessories from the Glow to subsidize the Laurel. Now, except for Xu Yichen, who is huge in size and high in military rank, all the other rooms have been changed into double rooms or even quadruple rooms.

"Reduce the speed and make everyone feel relieved. We cannot relax our guard after landing." Xu Yichen looked into the distance: "There are many positions in the Witch King, and not everyone is willing to cooperate with us."

Wang Andong saluted, turned around and issued an order to reduce the speed and rest on shifts.

But in my heart, Wang Andong really couldn't imagine what way they could resist if a witch king wanted to do bad things to them.

What Xu Yichen is really worried about is that before leaving the old continent, those American imperial players who arrived in the old continent were already isolated by peacekeeping troops in the Loess Zone. They are suffering unprecedented blows in reality, and most players never come back after they go offline.

Even the situation of the American imperialists on the old continent is so serious. Xu Yichen doesn't know what the situation is like for the American imperial players on the new continent.

But they soon saw that when the Laurel finally saw the coastline of the New World in the distance, there were also large corpses that were constantly rising and falling on the sea.

Looking around, tens of thousands of corpses were almost spread throughout the coastline. Some of them were already in a highly decayed state in the sun, making "puff" sounds from time to time, and then sank into the seabed.

Wang Andong now knows why the sea-like taste is a little wrong here. It is the smell of rotten human corpses. Several sailors who had fished at the stern of the boat immediately threw the catch back to the sea. They originally planned to have something fresh for dinner.

"At least the indigenous people on the New World responded." Wang Andong frowned: "Dropping the corpse and the sea is also a way to solve the problem."

Xu Yichen noticed that most of the corpses were 'treated', and these American imperial players who were thrown into the sea had no equipment on them, and only had a layer of single clothes on them: "It was not done by the Witch King, but by the rebels."

Based on Xu Yichen's understanding of the witch kings, they had improved biological protein processing projects more than two hundred years ago to deal with the continuous outbreak of Tyran Zergs and the large number of dead slave soldiers.

For them, the body of the American imperial players who stay in this world is just a matter of working overtime for a few more days.

Since they have found so many corpses of players here, this sea area is definitely not the traditional sphere of influence of spellcasters.

"Help! I'm here! I'm still alive!" A survivor lying on a wooden board in the distance shouted in a corpse, constantly fluttering towards the direction of the Laurel: "Save me! I'm a player!"

Wang Andong glanced at Xu Yichen. The fleet did not object and leaned over the Laurel. Before rescuing the player, he had to use two buckets of fresh water to wash the other side outside the deck several times.

"It's great, give me some food! Everything is fine! There's water!" The American emperor stood on the deck tremblingly, his face pale, and his only clothes were covered with salt stains as the sunlight was exposed. It was obvious that he had been soaking in the sea for a long time before he was rescued.

Xu Yichen threw some food to the other party, and then took another bag of Danshui: "You are not a player anymore, have you done dimensionality reduction?"

The American empress didn't even bother to answer, and ate voraciously, then took a big mouthful of water before he was choked to death, and the next second he arched and began to vomit.

It was not until he was so hard that he had torn to death that he satisfactorily slid on the deck in a large shape: "That's right, I used all my property to reduce the dimensions of myself."

"Tell me about your situation, and then tell me about the situation of the US before you reduced the dimension." Although Xu Yichen was not wearing armor, his body was enough to bring people a huge sense of threat.

"Of course, there is nothing to hide now." The American empress turned over and let herself leave the shadow cast by Xu Yichen and continue to enjoy the sunshine: "My name is John Wilson, the secretary of the Governor of Nevada. Of course, this identity is meaningless now. Nevada and its Governor are finished."

John organized the language: "Because of my identity, I am much more informed than others. I felt danger three weeks ago, so I made an appointment for a dimensional reduction surgery in advance. Then I spent a lot of money in this world to find a well-reputed in the native tribe to take care of my body in this world."

"It seems that they are not as credible as you said." Wang Andong smiled.

"Who knows, in short, when I found the Governor turned into a pile of toner in his palace in the real world, I immediately ran away and rushed into the hospital in the black market. I used fifteen passes to leave Nevada and let them perform surgery on me." John told his story with a gleeful look: "When I woke up again, I was already in the sea. If it weren't for the wooden board, I might be the first drowning dimensionality reducer."

As he said that, John stood up against the side of the ship and looked at the bodies spread throughout the coastline: "Look at them, look at me again. I am very satisfied with my fate, and I survived again."

"You should already know what happened there, right?" John asked Xu Yichen, "I can tell at a glance that you are all soldiers. Didn't the Witch King visit your loess area? Why are you here?"

"It has nothing to do with you, but you can rest on my boat for the time being. We will provide food and water. You can choose where to go after logging in." Wang Anton made a gesture, and the two sailors took John away directly.

"As a survivor, he was a little too calm." Wang Anton didn't trust this American empire who suddenly appeared.
Chapter completed!