What was displayed in front of these nomads at this time was an extremely wide platform, with almost no edges visible at a glance!
For seafarers who have only lived on narrow garbage boats all their lives, before today, they could never have dreamed that there would be such an exciting and huge floating island in the water world.
It's like someone who has never seen a high-rise building is suddenly in a big city. The visual impact is indescribable.
So much so that those seafarers had an unreal feeling in their hearts and mistakenly thought they were in a dream.
In addition to the huge area of the floating island, other things also shocked them.
Because this metal floating island is full of strange artifacts, as well as capable warriors wearing uniform armor, who are constantly shuttling back and forth!
After seeing this scene, the nomads suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts, and they felt like they were entering a dragon's pond and a tiger's den!
"This... what the hell is this place, and who are you?
We are just ordinary seafarers, we don’t even have enough food to fill our stomachs, and we don’t even have a treasure, so why are you arresting us?”
A shirtless seafarer stood up, looked at the monk beside him with fear, and asked in a trembling voice.
He seemed to be the leader of this group of homeless people, and his wrinkled face was now full of uneasiness and fear.
"Don't be afraid, no one will hurt you, and there will be benefits waiting for you!
Now you just need to shut up and wait patiently!"
The Holy Dragon City soldier next to him who was responsible for guarding these nomads said something and stopped talking, because the captain next to him was giving him a fierce look.
What this Holy Dragon City soldier did was actually a violation of military discipline. Fortunately, the captain did not punish him, but only gave him a warning with his eyes.
Seeing this, the vagrants on the sea obediently shut their mouths and squatted on the deck shivering, waiting for relief.
Feeling the solid deck under their feet and the barely swaying hull, these seafarers had an indescribable special feeling in their hearts.
Accustomed to the swaying garbage boats all year round, these nomads were extremely uncomfortable standing on the mobile floating island, and even seemed to be unsteady!
But I have never experienced this sense of solidity.
At this moment, the captain's communicator made a sound, and then he was seen waving his hand, leading these sea vagabonds to an open space in the distance.
Along the way, the Loucheng warriors kept casting curious glances. Although they were not malicious, they still scared the nomads and made them tremble with fear. Their legs were shaking when they walked!
When they stopped, the seafarers saw a group of monks wearing armor and exuding extraordinary aura, looking at them with scrutinizing eyes.
After the captain saluted, he stepped aside with his gun in hand.
"Are you seafarers or members of the tribe?"
A blond man wearing a black armor with a logo on his chest that was completely different from the other monks glanced at him and asked calmly.
The sea vagabonds who were about to fall to the ground when they were oppressed by the auras of the monks immediately looked at the middle-aged man who was leading them.
"To put it back to the monk, we are all nomads, nomads on the sea."
As he spoke, the middle-aged man had a flattering smile on his face, but the fear in his heart could not be concealed at all, and it all fell into the eyes of the monks around him.
When the blond man heard this, he nodded and continued: "Well, that's good. What's your name?"
"I don't have a name, but everyone calls me Laoyu."
When Old Yu heard this, he quickly replied and bent even lower.
"Old Yu, I am Tyson, the commander of the Holy Dragon City Legion. I need to go to the nearest tribe. Do you know the specific location?"
When Tyson said this, he saw a look of embarrassment on the old fish's face and continued: "If you can lead the way, I can give you a lot of food as a reward!"
After speaking, Tyson pointed to the table next to him, which was filled with all kinds of food!
After the old fish took one look at the food, his heart skipped a beat and his stomach growled unsatisfactorily.
Some of the young people beside him had not eaten all day. When they smelled the tempting aroma of the food, their mouths were already overflowing, and they wanted to rush in and have a feast.
But in this environment, even if you lend them courage, no one would dare to do it.
Although the table of delicacies is full of temptations, this old fish has also experienced a lot of experience. Although his knowledge is limited, he also knows that the Holy Dragon City with its mobile floating island is definitely a great force!
So even though these foods are very tempting, they are nothing compared to the long-term benefits!
Opportunities are rare. Instead of continuing to live a hard life without three meals a day, it is better to take advantage of this opportunity and give it a try.
If things don't go as planned, then no one can blame you, you can only blame yourself for the misfortune!
Thinking of this, Laoyu gritted his teeth and knelt down directly in front of Tyson.
"Master Monk, I not only know where the nearest tribe is, I also know where the other tribes are, and I also know some secrets about these tribes.
As long as adults want to know, I can tell you everything!
I hope the adults can take in poor people like us and give us a job that can provide us with enough food. We will have no complaints even if it is a bit hard and tiring!"
After saying this, the old fish stretched out his hand and waved behind his back, giving a hint to the bewildered seafarers.
Upon seeing this, the seafarers immediately understood. They all knelt down and prayed continuously.
When the monks from Holy Dragon City on the side saw this, they immediately smiled and looked at Tyson.
"You are very discerning and know how to create opportunities for yourself, not bad!"
When Tyson said this, he looked at the old fish and said, "You must have guessed our purpose. If you are still willing to follow us, you obviously have some grudge against those tribes, right?"
Hearing this, Lao Yu showed a trace of sadness and indignation, and sighed: "Three years ago, when my son was selling a treasure he picked up accidentally, he was framed by a tribe member. Not only was the treasure taken away, but also
He was also seriously injured and died a few days after he came back!"
At this point, a trace of hatred appeared on Old Yu's face, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "As long as that tribe can be wiped out, even if I lose one life, I will have no problem!"
After hearing Lao Yu's explanation, Tyson didn't say much. He just nodded lightly and walked slowly to Lao Yu.
Looking down at the old fish kneeling on the ground, Tyson had a smile on his face.
"Don't worry, as long as you serve our Holy Dragon City wholeheartedly, as long as you conquer that tribe, I won't stop you from killing as many tribesmen as you want to avenge!
And I can also give you a power, that is, from now on, you can recruit as many sea nomads as you want!
We, Holy Dragon City, can provide you with enough food to fill your stomachs, as well as the required armor and weapons, and even ships.
As long as you kill more tribal enemies, the more rewards you will get!"
Having said this, Tyson looked at Lao Yu and asked calmly: "The opportunity has been given to you. Now let me ask you, do you want to do it or not?"
When Old Yu heard this, his body trembled. He closed his eyes and was silent for a moment. When he opened them again, he was filled with murderous intent.