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For example, if Lucas asked her out, they could probably go to a bar or do some social entertainment that is more common in this era, but forget about parties, as she is not someone like Claire who is keen on high-class socializing.

The information she brought was the intelligence about pirates collected during this period, including their origins, how they navigated, detected and positioned themselves in the fog, and the amount of information contained in this intelligence was enormous, far more than what Lucas was concerned about.

After he took a quick look, he looked surprised.

"I rarely see you with this expression. It's worth the money for this." Merry sat opposite the desk, holding a can of beer that was common before but is now extremely precious. He smiled and took a big gulp.

Lucas didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He pressed the intercom on the table: "Laurelle, Zhuo Yisi, who's there?"

"I'm here, Boss, what's up?"

"Bring me another case of beer."

After releasing the intercom button, Lucas picked up the documents that Merry had sorted out, dusted them off, and asked:

"Is what is said here... credible?"

"I can't guarantee it, but I can confirm that the guys who said this intelligence were telling the truth when they said it."

"It says here that it was about a year ago... Damn it, how do they calculate the calendar here? Even the clear seasons are different, right?"

"It seems to be called the Astrologer's Calendar? Damn... I just realized that there are no stars here either?"

The two looked at each other and suddenly burst into laughter because they both felt it was extremely funny and absurd.

When they were laughing happily, Laurel came in with a box of plastic-wrapped beer. Seeing them laughing happily, she was a little puzzled.

When Merry saw the beer, he took it and put it directly on the table. He tore open the outer packaging and opened another can to drink.

"You sit down too.

, you should also listen to our conversation"

"Okay, Boss."

Upon hearing this, Luo Ruier pushed over a boss chair from the other side of the room and sat down.

Lucas handed her the information.

Laurel began to look at them carefully one by one. There was nothing special about the first few pictures, but the things recorded at the end made her more and more surprised. Her expression was exactly the same as Lucas's.

"So, these guys we captured are subordinates of the pirate lord from this 'Vantos' area?" Lucas looked at Merry.

"Yes, this pirate lord is called One-Eyed Shabal. He has about seven fleets that surrendered to us and controls the entire 'Vantos' region. The commander of the fleet is the young man who led the battle against us that day. His name is Jax Stuart. He is the noble lord of the Subcontinent where we are... Well, he is the first heir."

"Ah? Wait a minute, there are 'Vantos' and 'Arkon', as well as pirate lords and noble lords. What's going on? This is too confusing, isn't it?"

Lucas was a little confused by the bunch of unfamiliar words.

"Yes, it's very confusing. It took me a long time to sort out all these names and relationships," Merry smiled and explained to Lucas and Laurel while drinking beer.

"This Jax Stuart, his ancestors were indeed nobles exiled from the United Kingdom to the Mist Realm, including some of the subjects at the time. They seemed to be losers in the power struggle. It's not accurate to say they were exiled. They were afraid of retaliation, so they took the initiative to hide in the Mist Realm hundreds of years ago."

"At that time, they passed through the space entrance and entered a place called 'Yakong'. This seems to be the name given by the original natives..."

"Natives?" Lucas interjected.

"Yes, natives. They seem to be a kind of...what are they called? Subhumans? A race that is very similar to humans, but with animal ears and other beastly features..."

"They won't be exterminated by Stuart and his people, right?" Lucas interrupted.

"Well, it seems so, but they are not completely extinct. It is said that there are still many sub-humans hiding in more hidden secret spaces. One of the main tasks of the Stuart family's pirate fleet is to clear out the sub-humans and other non-human races in small spaces that have not occupied value. It seems that their current floating spacecraft technology originated from the canoes used by the sub-human race to travel through the fog... Shit, what are you looking at?"

"Don't mind, haha... I just thought of some very interesting history," Lucas looked at her with a smile.

Merry: "...How about I leave?"

“Hahahahahaha” Lucas laughed. “Okay, let’s continue. You go on.”

"Where were we talking about..."

"The subhuman races have mastered some interesting magical techniques"

"Oh, yes. They have mastered some magic techniques, but they don't have the type like you that can make themselves very powerful. Moreover, they don't have the iron smelting and forging techniques, so they are always at a disadvantage in the confrontation with Stuart. After hundreds of years, the population has become smaller and smaller. Stuart's original title was earl. He occupied the living space of the sub-humans and gradually expanded to the entire sub-space. He established some strongholds. The second generation of Earl Stuart upgraded his own title and became a marquis..."

"Marquis, it seems to correspond to the territory of several counties, or several cities with a population of about 100,000? It's not very big, this Archon, but now I know what's going on with the Archon and the noble lords. Now you can talk about the one-eyed Balder and Fantos."

"It's One-Eyed Shabal."

"Oh, sorry"

"The One-Eyed Shabal family is an ancient family that entered the Mist Realm space earlier than Stuart, but there are many different opinions on this rumor. Some people also say that there were originally races in the Mist Realm that were very similar to us humans. However, this issue seems to be irrelevant to us. The One-Eyed Family has occupied the entire Fantos area since ancient times, and their power is even more powerful."

"Like the United Kingdom?"

"Well, yes, just like the United Kingdom of UK, but they don't use the nobles' rules to restrain themselves. They follow naked pirate rules. It seems to be related to the living conditions in the Mist Realm. Small spaces suitable for survival and growing crops are extremely rare. The Yakong is an extremely rare exception. However, it seems that because of an ancient covenant, the One-Eyed Family has a non-aggression covenant with the subhuman race, but Stuart comes from our world and is not bound by this covenant, so they are also happy to see the subhuman race being exterminated."

"Oh, I see. From a geographical point of view, this Fantos is a larger geographical area, and the Sub-Sky is a region contained within it... Hmm, no wonder you keep using the word region. Floating land masses like Crown Eagle Mountain cannot really be called regions."

"Yes, that's right. The Stuart family is aristocracy, but they are subject to the One-Eye Family. Although the One-Eye Family is not aristocracy, they are the superiors of the Stuart Family in the vertical genealogy chart and are their de facto kings. The Stuart Family needs to pay tribute of materials and slaves to the One-Eye Family on a regular basis... In addition, I heard from Jax that the entire Vantos seems to be a marginal area like Kangaroo Lia during the Age of Exploration. It is a place of exile in the civilized world of this world. In the distant other side, it seems that by crossing the restrictions of some magical world, one can reach this civilized world that seems like the universe."

"Wow... this world

The world view is really..."

Lucas didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Ms. Winter, what about the huge explosion a year ago that the intelligence claims?"

At this time, Luo Ruier, who had been standing next to her, suddenly asked politely.

"Just call me Merry," Merry smiled, took two sips of wine, and said, "They don't know the details. It's in an area called Krasos in Vantos. It's an extremely desolate area. According to rumors from pirates active around there, a year ago there was a huge explosion there. Afterwards, when a fleet went to check that area, they said that all the small spaces in the explosion area were blown away, and floating land masses that needed to be melted on the surface were found in areas far from the core of the explosion. For a long time, there were frequent accidents where the floating rune formations of the floating spacecraft failed. Most of the pirates who had been active there got strange diseases and died soon. It was after that that countless floating land masses like our Crown Eagle Mountain suddenly appeared in the Vantos area."

"Based on your description, the only thing I can think of is a nuclear weapon (not a typo), and the equivalent is very large, at least a hundred times more than the one detonated in Area 11."

"Boss, are you saying that someone conducted a nuclear explosion test in the Mist Realm space and caused this disaster?"

"It is very likely... According to my observation, the reason why the Mist Realm is called this is because mysterious phenomena always occur with the mist. It is also unclear whether the magic elements and fission or fusion reactions are of the same nature. Who knows... Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why such an accident suddenly broke out after being unknown for hundreds of thousands of years."

"It was definitely done by the Soviet people!" Meili said firmly, but when she met Lucas's half-smile, she shrank her neck: "Well, it could also be our government. Who knows? Our government has also done crazy things like the Soviet people."

"At least the Soviet people wouldn't inject syphilis into their civilians for experiments... But it does make sense. In the real world where nuclear weapons are restricted by mainstream countries, it is indeed difficult to conduct nuclear explosion tests. There are no such troubles in the foggy space... But they probably didn't expect that this kind of chain reaction would occur... Shit, I'm really unlucky."

Lucas rubbed his forehead, and finally couldn't help but whispered the sweet words.

The study became quiet except for the occasional gurgling sound of Merry drinking.

Compared to what they were discussing, the positioning and searching functions of the pirate airship in the fog seemed less important.

"It's no use saying this now, alas..." After a while, Lucas said, "It's too late to save the situation... Anyway, it's only been a short time, why did you collect such comprehensive intelligence?"

"That's all thanks to you," Merry tilted his head with a subtle expression, "Those pirates are very satisfied with the food and work conditions now. I think if you let them go, they probably won't leave now... Going back to be pirates is not as good as the food and accommodation we have here."

"..." Lucas didn't have any special comment on this, as it was within his expectations.

It was only when humans entered the industrial society that material resources became greatly abundant. No matter how developed the productivity of the agricultural society or the Stuart feudal aristocracy was, its upper limit was only the work that could be completed by the muscles of the working population.

Abundant supplies mean more abundant and diverse food and daily necessities, which is a material pursuit that humans or any intelligent creatures cannot resist. Pirates are very realistic.

However, he is the temporary supplier of supplies for Guanying Mountain. If the "Tbao Mall" in his mobile phone is connected to his motherland, it is indeed an elephant leg that cannot be any thicker.

But apart from buying things, he couldn't make any comments or messages, so he had no way of confirming this.

The local agricultural products of Guanying Mountain will not be harvested until one to two months later.

"Have you finished marshaling them?"

"Haha, that's right. It's been almost half a month. I've also been working hard to learn how to be a manager. Of course, I've finished it. I have to say that the things you gave me are really useful. I just need to register the Miracle Ancient Tree at the door...what's that called? And I can complete the paperwork with just a few clicks. The rest will be quick."

"So the pirates were willing to reveal what they knew."

"Yes, we paid them wages according to the minimum standards we set before, and arranged for them to live in a prisoner-of-war camp. Although the living conditions are not very good, we distributed toothbrushes, towels and soap to them, and promised to give them the status of official residents and allocate new residential land for them. Their enthusiasm for work is no worse than that of the locals. In the future, we will load their identity information and attribute panels for them. I think the community can directly increase its population by thousands."

"That Jax Stuart thing, too?"

"No, it's very strange. He seems to be observing us. Some time ago, he was looking for an opportunity to ask me to buy him out in exchange for his freedom. But after seeing Carolina's security guards assisting our militia in mortar training, he became very honest."

"Did you arrange this on purpose?"

"Well... not really. The location of the prisoner-of-war camp happened to be not far from the militia training ground. He saw it by accident... What was your plan?"

"Detain it first, in my

There is nothing wrong with us farming here, it is better than them robbing outside, and with them as labor, our infrastructure construction progress can be accelerated."

"Aren't you worried about the family behind him and the one-eyed pirate king Shabal?"

"Seven times as many warships? That would be so embarrassing. We have no place to park them."

Merry and Luo Ruier were stunned at first, then they reacted. Merry laughed and slapped the table and said, "Hahaha, I like your attitude... Oops, I think you drank a little too much."

Luo Ruier covered her mouth and chuckled.

After laughing enough, Lucas said, "Then rest here for a day. I see you have some bags under your eyes. Have you not rested well recently?"

"It's OK, but I haven't been home much. I eat and sleep at the county bureau... Oh, I almost forgot."

"what?"

"Green Valley Street may have some hidden agenda. They are trying to figure out how we deal with those pirate warships."

"They want to become pirates?"

"That's not the case. According to the information from my informant..."

"Wait a minute," Lucas interrupted her, "Informant?"

"Yeah, informants, we can't just let them do whatever they want and we can't do anything to counter it, right?"

"You are awesome...keep going"

"According to my informant's information, the Campbell family may have contacted another floating land. One of their relatives there has become a local warlord."

"radio?"

"Yes, and they can also determine each other's distance and position by using radio ranging, but there were no means of transportation before, so they couldn't do much except pass on messages."

Lucas's mind raced, and he immediately understood what Merry was worried about.

"Are you worried that the Campbell family and their separatist warlord relatives will join forces and create a rebellion?"

Merry nodded: "I'm not sure..."

But she thought about it, and then said: "But in the last battle with the pirates, you showed the power of those [Ancient Guardians]. I don't think Campbell from Crown Eagle Mountain has the courage, but it's hard to say about Wakanda County... I also listen to the radio frequently. To be honest, it's a good thing you are here, otherwise I don't know if I would become like those people outside."

"Wakanda County?"

"Yes, that place was originally called Wakanda County, inherited from... uh, an old Indian name from a long time ago."

"Tsk, tsk, I know that..."

Yes, the word Wakanda comes from Indians, not Africa.

In many Indian legends, the rite of passage for a warrior is to bury himself in a piece of forest soil and fall asleep. In his dream, he will see the incarnation of Wakanda, who may be a leopard, a bird, or other animals. If the warrior hears his blessing with singing, then he will gain health and longevity.

Then the white people not only became robbers, but also learned from the Chinese to steal this concept and pass it on to the Hebrews and Africa, fabricating a super technological power hidden under the chief system. It is incomprehensible that there are so many idiots in the latter who are excited about it.

Are they bullying the dead Indians because they can’t talk, or are they just not smart enough to be fooled by a fake setting? How should I put it? Afrofuturism!!!???

Anyway, Lucas really couldn't understand it.

0068

Jax Stuart sat in the back seat of an electric car, experiencing the power of technology that still came from a parallel universe hundreds of years later.

High-speed, smooth and comfortable, the slight noise made by the vehicle while driving is almost negligible.

And this is a convenience of this era that even ordinary people can enjoy.

He has seen hundreds of "cars" similar to this one in some open spaces in the Guanyingshan community, and he has seen at least twenty or thirty open spaces for parking vehicles, all of which were filled with cars previously used by the residents here.

The only difference is that those ones burn oil, while the one he is riding now uses electricity... After staying in the wizarding world for hundreds of years, Stuart now finds it easier to believe that it is a magic-powered vehicle.

Whether it was the car itself, or the decorations inside the car that he completely didn't understand but were deeply shocked by, or the deeper understanding of the place where ordinary people from the main world lived hundreds of years later, all were impacting his perception of the world and himself.

He had been proficient in sexual intercourse with the family maids since he was fourteen, and had personally looted and killed the settlements of demihumans and rebels at the age of fifteen. He had killed countless people to date, but he actually felt extremely nervous and restrained.

I will unconsciously straighten the corners of my clothes and examine myself to see if I have done anything wrong or been impolite.

All this pressure came from the black-haired man driving in the front seat of the car.

【Lucas Young】