"How long are they?" the astrologer's apprentice couldn't help but ask.
Danny slowed down and walked in front of Jonah. "In terms of standard sand-eating worms, it's about 80 to 120 years old. Chat was just 6 years old when he was captured by my father and built a three-masted sailboat. It only counts now. She's a little girl. Giant sand-eating worms generally have a lifespan of about 300 years. The 'Leighton sisters' who carry the racing star are said to be 140 years old. They are still very healthy now."
"Where's the male insect?" Jonah thought of the small insect he had mentioned that had wings and could fly.
"3 days." Danny replied without thinking.
Jonah's eyes widened again.
"There's nothing strange about this, cargo friend. I said this is a society where women are supremacist." The male member of the Stewart family sighed in self-pity. "You are lucky. You should be able to catch up with the mating season this year. Our route is here. It happens to pass by the 8-shaped queen worm node. You can see the spectacular sight of the sand-eating worm looking for a mate on site. The queen worm is currently located not far from the south side of the Great Sand Falls."
Jonah's little brain couldn't accept so many new terms at once. He shook his head in confusion. "Cruise 8 characters. Houworm node. Big sand waterfall."
"Let's go to the pub and have a drink and chat." Danny happily walked up the steps. It seemed that too many conversations had been lost in his sister's cold eyes. At this moment, he found a guy who didn't understand anything. He could enjoy the chat. It’s time for happy spanking time.
Jonah stopped at a viewing platform. Outside the oval porthole, there was a magnificent sunset over the endless sand sea. The deep blue Sun Quiavello was slowly sinking into the undulating sand dunes of the skyline. The orange-red light without any clouds and fog blocked it. The desert is dyed into an abstract landscape of light and dark. A dhow sails slowly out of the horizon. Its sails are full in the increasing wind.
The windless period passed. The north wind blowing from the wide water surface of the holy river once again brought endless vitality to the desert. Jonah stretched out his fingers and felt the strong and burning north wind blowing in through the porthole. He stared in admiration at the gifts given by the Creator. The spectacular sand sea in the southern continent. This is a completely different and moving scenery from the western continent. But there is no partner around to enjoy it together. I can't help but have mixed feelings.
"Don't stop, cargo friends. There's still a long way to go." Danny shouted from above.
The astrologer's apprentice sighed and stepped up the steps.
It took ten minutes to walk this winding gangway to the end. He grabbed the railing and stepped onto the creaking wooden deck. Jonah found himself on the lowest deck of the three decks of the "Racing Star". Behind him were the surrounding The long corridor on the deck. Beyond the railing is the vast sea of sand. The sloop is much closer, but it looks even smaller due to the height difference.
"The west side is much better. They have an automatic elevator powered by steam puppets. Old Bay is a stingy old antique..." Danny complained, wiping the sweat on his forehead with the sleeves of his white robe. They had already exhausted their energy. This steep gangway was a big challenge for all three of them.
"The west side is where the rich stay." Hannah glanced at him expressionlessly.
"Maybe after receiving the bonus for this express delivery..." Danny looked at Jonah with evil intentions. A chill ran down the back of the astrologer apprentice, who was worth two gold coins. "Hey, sister, that's not Maximi. Lian's little cute sailboat?" Danny suddenly shouted. He squinted his eyes and looked in the dazzling sunset. He also spotted the small sloop.
Hannah approached the railing and took a look. She said coldly: "That's right. Then..."
"Nothing. Let's go inside." Danny gave up trying to talk and took the lead in leading the way. The third deck was home to various departments of the sailboat repair shop. Every time he passed a door, Jonah looked inside curiously. Some rooms were full of people. There was the sound of hammering nails and the smell of wood; in some rooms, hot molten iron flowed, and the blacksmith jingled with his sledgehammer.
"Why didn't I see the sailboat?" Jonah couldn't help but ask.
"The sailboats under repair and construction are all at Pier 3." Danny answered. The other party didn't seem to understand. He stretched out his hand and gestured: "Two sand-eating worms. The one on the left is Sister Leighton on the west side. The one on the right is east. Sister Leiden on the side. On the left of the sister is Pier 1. On the right of the sister is Pier 2. And between the two big worms, hidden in the parallel gap, is Pier 3. After a while, Old Bay will tell you about the "Bactrian Wind" Pulling into Pier 3 for repairs. We can see it from the tavern."
"Oh." Jonah still didn't understand, but he was embarrassed to ask again.
Three people circled up from another gangway. The second deck was the residence of sailors and repairmen, plus a few simple guest rooms. The group did not stop and went directly to the first deck, the top of the east side of the Racing Star. The deck was empty. The scattered supplies were tied to the deck with ropes. Among the scattered cargo, there was a dilapidated wooden house with air leakage in all directions. After just one glance, Jonah felt close to this house. It's so similar to Dad Cherry Crossing's shabby house.
It was already dark at this time. There was no lighting on the east side deck. The dim lights of the cabin brought light to a radius of twenty yards. From far away, noisy laughter and curses and the crisp sound of clinking wine glasses could be heard from inside. Danny swallowed and quickened his pace: "I smell the sparkling wine. Sister. Cold sparkling wine. Do you feel it?"
"All I hear is our moneybags groaning." Hannah gave her brother a merciless blow. "The cannon is fired today."
"50 silver coins." Danny screamed. He suddenly became depressed. He mumbled and shuffled: "They said you shouldn't get angry. You have to rush into the tornado. You can kill 50 silver coins with one shot. Delivery. The 50 silver coins were gone before the reward was received... I don’t know how much it will cost to repair the sailboat this time. By the way, how much money do we owe Lao Bei in total? If... I’m just saying what if. If Lao Bei is demanding this astronomical sum of money from us. Then can you consider marrying him to repay the debt."
Jonah walked behind. Didn't see Hannah? What kind of look in Stuart's eyes shocked his brother. In short, Danny changed his words smoothly: "...I want to consider the possibility of marrying Edward Schmidt. Then A big diamond broken into eight petals would be enough to pay off the debt..."
While talking, he walked to the wooden house. The astrologer's apprentice suddenly stopped and said tremblingly: "This, has this house always been like this?"
"It's been like this since 2267 Continental Calendar." The man from the Stewart family replied gracefully. "I don't know the situation before."
Jonah did a mental calculation. "Isn't it 15 years ago? That is to say, when your father brought you to the Southern Continent, the Racing Star already existed. Didn't you say that it only developed after he came? Sailing skills?"
The Stewart brothers and sisters looked at each other. Danny spread his hands: "You misunderstood. Cargo friend. Long before the thirty-three Zawi people crossed the river, the Endless Sand Sea had already had a splendid civilization. The Racing Star's The construction time can be traced back to 80 years ago. Of course, at that time it was not called the 'Racing Star'. It was just the largest mobile building and the best hotel in the desert. After Old Bay came here, it started from The original owner got half of the ownership and opened a sailboat repair shop. With the help of his father, he built many fast boats famous in the sand sea. From then on, this big guy changed its name to Racing Star. Until now, it is still there. There's no sail attached, so you can assume it's not a boat. As for the tavern..."
Hannah stepped forward and pushed the door open. "Be careful." Jonah shouted and reached out to grab her cloak.
The bright red cloak stirred up dust. The astrologer's apprentice's eyes were dazzled. Once again, a cold and hard touch came to his forehead. This time, what was pressed against his forehead was not the big hissing gun, but a small, The whole body is made of pure white ivory inlaid with petal-shaped red crystal. It looks more like a work of art than a pistol. The pistol is held in a slender and powerful hand with chocolate skin. The owner of the hand is using a pair of gray-green eyes that contain murderous intent. Staring at his prey, with just a slight twitch of his finger, he can take the life of the offender.
"Two gold coins, sister. Don't be impulsive." Danny howled miserably.
Because the distance was too close, Jonah's eyes could not clearly see the muzzle of the gun. But the thirteen shining red crystals attracted his attention. There were extremely thin mithril threads between each crystal stone. They are connected to each other. The fire magic energy is constantly running along the mysterious pattern carved on the mithril thread on the surface of the gun body, accumulating amazing heat. This energy collection method is very similar to the "scorching ray" star array. The only difference with astrology The pistol does not mobilize the power of the stars. Instead, it extracts heat energy from a crystal that contains abundant energy at the rear of the gun.
"Wait a minute. This fire magic circle is very interesting..." The curiosity for knowledge overwhelms the fear... In fact, for some reason, Jonah is not so afraid of Hannah Stewart's death threat. Maybe it's because He saw a hint of sympathy and joking in her cold eyes. The astrologer's apprentice reached out and touched the ruby on the gun. "Wait a minute. Don't move. Oh. It turns out that this is a spiral compression. It's really like the stars. The formation is very similar..." He held the barrel of the gun under Danny's dull eyes and carefully observed the direction of the mithril thread.
"You..." Faced with his offense, Hannah surprisingly did not express anger. She looked at the other person with curiosity and carefully studied her exquisite magic pistol. She uttered one word, but nothing more happened.
"Cargo friend, stop playing around. Do you know how important you are?" Danny Stewart begged. "You are a month's provision for a three-masted sailing ship. Or a full two-night stay at the Racing Star Westside Hotel. Wow." ...That gun is called 'Summer White Sakura'. It's a relic left by our father to us. Don't you know all of this? It is one of the three masterpieces of the magic weapon master Hefzbach. In addition to it. There are two other pieces, namely the shield 'Steel of Night' and..."
The two parties ignored his desperate eyes and stood in the dim light of the tavern, each with their own thoughts and not saying a word. The door of the tavern was half a yard away from them, but half a yard away from them, there was a dark A dark, bottomless abyss.
They were standing at the west end of the top deck on the east side, far opposite the west side deck. It turns out that the east and west sides of the Racing Star are separated from each other. They are only connected by a few floating trestles at the bow and stern. Two The sand-eating worms are not essentially fixed together. They just rely on the twins' tacit understanding to move forward side by side.
At the bottom of the deep gap between the east and west side buildings, in the inner gap between the two parallel giants, is Old Bay's Pier 3. And this strange tavern is built in the air above the abyss. It is connected to the top deck on the east side by only a few supporting beams. There is a four-foot gap from the edge of the deck to the crumbling threshold of the tavern. Looking down from the gap, you can see hundreds of yards far below. A few lights illuminate the hidden dock. In the rolling yellow sand. "Bucktree "Asia's Gale" is slowly sailing into the berth. Behind it is a nimble sloop.