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When Feng Yu said this, he was in Nicole's house. The little girl Wei Zhi lived in Nicole's guest room and was knitting a sweater for the old man Cromwell stitch by stitch. ,

Wei Zhi, a little girl, even embarrassed Feng Yu after hearing Feng Yu's words, but it was of no use to Feng Yu who decided to be shameless.

“Would it be too thin if you knit this?”

Wei Zhi rolled her eyes at Feng Yu: "These are the cuffs."

Feng Yu laughed and said to himself that this is how the world in his sleeves came about.But he estimated that the old man Cromwell would cry with happiness when he saw the sweater Wei Zhi knitted for him, so he wouldn't care about the size.

"It seems that the wool loom will have to be idle for a while." Feng Yu said helplessly.

He wanted to promote rock wool yarn, which was considered unclean, but he didn't expect that he went too far. Before the wool could be spun into cloth, it was already sold out.

Nicole covered her mouth and smiled.

Time flies, with the completion of the industrial company headquarters and scientific research institute, the construction work of Xiangpu City residential area and central commercial and entertainment area has officially started.

At the same time, the second phase of the railway plan also started near the magnetite and went all the way to the ferry market in the Hazy Moon Forest. A terminal station was established there, and the entire line was considered completed.

The bunker defense plan that relied on railway lines also began to transport materials through railways to build a defense belt in the wilderness that relied on railways to transport weapons supplies and protect farms and farmland.

What is worth mentioning is that after the railway line was completed, some hard-working Moran mercenaries finally praised enough of the self-rescue points set by Cattail City for them.

Feng Yu did not dump them all to Moran, who had already established a transportation line with Cattail City by ship. Instead, as promised, he provided them with a goblin airship ticket to the designated city, allowing them to get home in one stop. ,

On the day they boarded the goblin airship, the remaining mercenaries were organized to see them off together. In this way, Feng Yu wanted to tell the mercenaries that Cattail City's promise was true to its word.

The scene wasn't touching, and the remaining guys didn't earn less points, but they all ate and drank so much that they couldn't save enough money for tickets, so they didn't deserve sympathy.

The mercenary who boarded the boat was lying on the edge of the goblin airship to look at the city where he had lived for three or four years. There was an inexplicable look in his eyes, which was a little nostalgic and a little reluctant to let go.

Although they were prisoners of war here, after the first days, although they were still guarded by soldiers while working, Cattail City made them feel something that Moran did not have, which was fairness and happiness.

"This is a city full of love and hope. I don't know if there will be a chance to come here again." A mercenary murmured.

"The dwarf who works with me earns hundreds of dollars a month. He can go to the pub to drink every day after work. I heard that he is going to move into a big, tall house like that."

"Yes, it's great to live here. It's easy to work every day, and there's such a generous salary. I don't have to worry about anything."

"You really don't have to worry about anything. I heard that when these guys get old, they will be able to receive the minimum guarantee of enough food, and they don't have to worry about going hungry until they die."

"Do you know why that guy Bynes didn't use his points to exchange for a boat ticket?"

"Didn't he say enough?"

"It's not enough. Which time did he work overtime? Which time did he go to the store to buy things? You saw him go there. Although he was not the first group of people to work overtime, he must be the group with the most points.

He will not come back. This guy was born in a temporary camp around the Elf Forest. All his family members have died in the Elf Forest. He may want to stay in Cattail City. "

"why"

"Because it's comfortable there, that's what he said. He said he was done being a mercenary. He originally planned not to do it after that time, but he didn't expect to die and became a prisoner.

Even with our few points, we can earn more and eat better than the aristocratic master who works for us in Moran. "

"Tell me, does this guy want to become a man from Cattail City with a lot of points?"

""

"Can Cattail City accept humans?"

"Isn't it posted on the bulletin board? Cattail City has established a trade relationship with our Moran."

"Maybe it's possible. That guy's craftsmanship is pretty good. He knows how to use stone powder and steel bars."

"Even if this guy stays in Cattail City, he will definitely not be able to get a wife."

"Maybe I'll marry a beautiful elf, like Master Darren."

"say"

At this time, the Alert No. [-] airship responsible for patrolling and monitoring the Great Wasteland was cruising due east of Cattail City.

The route of Alert No. [-] is to fly eastward to the southeast coastline of the flint mining area after replenishing supplies in Cattail City, which is also the easternmost location of the alluvial plain.

There is no longer an alluvial plain or wetland composed of sediment deposited by the Lengshui River, but a shallow sea with jagged rocks.

This is a gathering place for fish people. Because of the dense reefs and warm water, there are many marine life, which also attracts a large group of fish to gather here for activities.

Alert No. [-] passed by the water inlet bunker of the salt field and flew east for a while to get here. This is also one of the areas they monitor.

In order to deal with the threat of fishmen, not only the alert numbers [-] to [-] that cruise the great wasteland will arrive here, but also the alert numbers [-] and [-] that patrol the river mouth area will come here.

This is a key prevention and control area. The main thing is not to prevent and control possible time and space channels, but to prevent and control the murlocs along the coast. These guys don't want their lives, but they are very disgusting.

At this time, on Alert No. [-], which was roaming in the sky, the pilots and lookout posts composed of halflings, dwarfs, and elves were chatting while observing the unchanged patrol area.

The security airship was not responsible for fighting. The demon hunter was put aside by them. The telescope was useless and was hung around the neck without even opening the lid.

There was really nothing new in patrolling day after day. At first, they were excited to use observation equipment to see the scenery below the airship, but then this interest disappeared.

"Is there something moving on the sand dunes over there?" said an elf.

After seeing too many dazzling deserts and misty wastelands in the east, people's vision is prone to inexplicable illusions, and it seems that unknown things can always be seen passing by in the peripheral vision.

"If you want to confirm, use the telescope to look at it. If you don't want to, don't stare at it. Wait and look again after a while and it will be gone." Another elf said.

"No, there really is something." The elf said, opening the cover of the telescope on his chest and looking over there.

"You're always surprised"

"It seems that there is a goblin on the edge of the desert, walking this way. You guys are wrong. How come the goblin appears here? Isn't their route close to the central and northern part of the desert?"