"As long as there are ordnance, no one will refuse!"
"Since they came, hundreds of so-called 'blacksmith's workshops' appeared in the Nibhara, all of which depended on their orders to survive. Moreover, every time they shipped, they were all ores related to ordnance. Either sell it and purchase it. Ordnance, or find a local blacksmith to build weapons and transport them away. It seems that it is not for making money at all. Except for the god of death, do not do what he thinks."
"Unfortunately, the lower officials are not strong enough. They are too tight-lipped, and they really can't find who is behind them."
Qin Ye nodded, the reasoning was very simple.
The situation in the new continent is turbulent, and everyone is waiting for the fall of the two gods of death. Once that time comes, the new continent will definitely be on the cutting edge, but... if you want to mobilize troops, you must first have troops in your hands.
Except for the god of death who is interested in competing for the next Pluto, who would do this thankless and extremely dangerous smuggling
The unpredictable situation in the New World also gave other bad luck opportunities to take advantage of, such as the three giants of the Caribbean Sea with natural geographical advantages—Black Pearl, Black Tulip, and Red Furnace. Finally, there is enough capital to get out of the control of the New World.
Pluto has no time to take care of them, and other gods of death have no such interest. No matter how the Caribbean Sea is on the side of the New World, the alliance formed by the three rulers may still hold the army formation in their hands and bite down hard, which is of no benefit when Pluto has not returned to heaven. This is the main reason that led to the independence of the Caribbean Sea and infiltrated the World Conference.
What a butterfly effect... Qin Ye sighed in his heart. In the world, the butterfly effect is infinitely magnified. No one knows what happens to the god of death in the east and how it will affect the god of death in the west.
"time?"
"Except for the Caribbean fleet, other fleets are shipped every ten years, while the Caribbean fleet is shipped every five years. My lord, there is no smuggling fleet arriving there, only individual smugglers. New World Over there, we call this kind of smuggler a leather hat, and here we call it a snake. Not only sells some rare items, but also… sells slaves.”
Qin Ye stood up, flicked his wrist, the bracelet fell into the palm of his hand, and was gently coiled before saying, "You have been in power in the Philippines for so long, you should have some understanding of the situation in the New World. Over there... how is it? "
While it should be easy to get the notes, just find Richard Mann. The First American Bank was a sign that couldn't be bigger, but he never wanted to go into the New World without knowing the situation.
The situation there is too complicated. A little careless will be involved in the battle of the god of death, and his goal is only the diary. This is what he never wants to see.
Yang Jiye didn't answer immediately, and after arranging his thoughts for more than ten seconds, he said calmly: "No one knows the specifics, because no one wants to go to the New World. Even if the information in my hand is incomplete. But..."
He paused and said in a low voice, "There are many refugees from the New World here. You can learn from them if you need them. Sir, do you want me to summon them?"
Qin Ye thought about it and shook his head.
"No, I'll go in person." He stood up and didn't want to hide from Yang Jiye: "This king needs an absolutely secret and safe ship, and I want to go to the New World in person."
Yang Jiye didn't ask much, Qin Ye asked about the situation in the New World so carefully, he guessed that the other party might have to go to the New World in person. And it is not easy to make the death god of Huaguo come in person. This is not something he can blindly join.
"Rebis G. Angrista." He handed out a piece of bamboo from his sleeve, with a little soul fire burning on it, the Yin Qi imprinted on the other's name, face and birthday: "The witch who escaped from the New World , the head snake of the Nibharati. 70% of all the ghosts from the New World pass through her hands. She is said to be very religious to the tribe. She goes back every ten years."
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Rebis is a witch.
It doesn't matter what profession she was originally, at least her neighbors now think she is a witch.
She lives in the bottom Wynn neighborhood, which is a mixed bag. Because... This is also where the largest pier in the entire Philippines is located. Most of the ghosts who live in the neighborhood make a living from the transportation industry, so the neighborhood doesn't look so good. There are gambang houses built near the sea—pillars are pulled from the bottom of the shallow sea and sit on the sea surface. Completely wooden structure. Pretty amazing.
As far as the eye can see, they are all densely packed Ganbang houses, and the houses on the shore are also not high. However, the roads inside here turn a thousand times - in order to facilitate them to quickly reach the pier, most of the Yin spirits chose to build a plank from the door. Slopes or stairs, which make the huge Wynn neighborhood as dense as a spider web. Of course, the major denominations did not let it go. Churches, mosques, Buddhist temples are the tallest buildings here.
However, just on the edge of the complex, an ancient European-style three-storey villa sits extremely out of place.
The exquisite garden, surrounded by a two-meter-high city wall made of pure stone blocks, is covered with a kind of ivy-like plant with crimson leaves. The villa is probably hundreds of years old, with an air of vicissitudes. Every day, neatly dressed male and female servants file out of it to clean the courtyard and repair the flowers and plants. It doesn't fit in with the chaos of the Wynn neighborhood.
On another night, the villa was brightly lit, and in a luxurious room on the top floor, a headless woman sat in front of the dresser, carefully combing her hair—her head was on the dresser.
This is a slightly dark-skinned Indian with a simple pattern of pure white, with his hair combed into small braids. If you only look at the appearance, no one can guess that she is the biggest snakehead in the entire Wynn neighborhood, one of the two major gangsters - the boss of the Eagle Gang, and the famous "Soul Shepherd" Rebis.
She combed her hair carefully, and the hour hand was quietly pointing to twelve o'clock. With the sound of "dang", the twelve o'clock sound finally rang. Rebis put down his comb as if he had completed a masterpiece.
However, at this moment, the candles in the whole room flickered. Immediately after they all go out!
Yin spirits are not affected by light and darkness, but the drastic changes in the scenery still made her stunned. At the same time, she keenly discovered that a slender figure appeared at the door of the glass window, covered in moonlight.
Enemy attack!
These two words flashed across her mind in an instant, and the next second, her back opened with a clatter, and the elegant lady's dress was torn in an instant, revealing a scarlet tear, countless pale hands, with pointed tips filling the hall. Yell, frantically grabbed towards the window.
However, caught empty.
The visitor is not good... Detention? Or... just as impermanent as yourself
Thoughts flashed through her mind like lightning, her body had already risen into the air with the appearance of the ghost hand, turned around and then landed, her head hovered by her side, and then rushed towards the door without hesitation, screaming mournfully Said: "There are intruders!! People! Where did everyone die!?"
bang! The door opened instantly, but the sight of it made her feel cold from head to toe.
In the empty corridor, the moonlight penetrated through the glass windows and reflected on the sculptures and armor on both sides. And her bodyguards... were already leaning against the wall, moaning.
At the end of the corridor, two scarlet ghost fires suddenly lit up and looked straight at her.
Boom! She closed the door abruptly, only feeling that her soul was jumping around, and the moment she saw the ghost fire of the other party, she knew that the visitor was not good... This... I am afraid it is a judge-level ghost!
who
Who is doing it to themselves
Yang family? No, I am still useful to them.
Who is that? Who is so daring to do something in the vassal state of the Huaguo Underworld, is it too early to die
Just when she was confused, a pale hand gently pinched the back of her neck. Immediately afterwards, a cold yin qi spread from behind. The moment he felt this yin qi, Rebis's legs softened and he knelt to the ground with a plop. His voice was trembling, even with a choked sob: "Forgive... spare my life..."
Fu Jun... This is Fu Jun's Yin Qi!
There is a high-level difference coming!
"I ask, you answer, if you are not honest, you should know the consequences." A hoarse female voice came from behind. Rebis nodded desperately. Can't say a word.
"Tell me about the New World, in every detail. Now, immediately."
"Come on, introduce yourself first, let's get started. I don't have much time."
Rebis didn't dare to turn around at all, he just knelt on the ground and leaned against the door, "I" for a long time before trembling: "My name is Rebis G. Angelista... Hundreds of years ago, She is the daughter of the leader of a small Indian tribe. I am proficient in black magic, especially good at long... psychic, psychic... "
Opening her head, her voice became much more fluent. She knew very well that the other party didn't kill her, so she must have something to ask for. Do this well and you may still have a way to go.
Otherwise... the world's total number of monarchs are no more than 400, and they kill themselves in an open and honest way, I am afraid that the Huaguo Difu will not be held accountable!
She swallowed hard and continued: "I, I have been in the underworld of Huaguo for four hundred years, and I have gradually become a local snake in the muddy land. My main business is to help large fleets contact customers, and... Selling some slaves... But my lord! I have absolutely, absolutely never touched the ghosts of the underworld of China!"
There was no sound behind her, she took a deep breath and said, "The New World... The situation is very bad. That, that, that is a hell... A hell that even Specter would find terrifying!"
"The Queen of Hades is crazy, they are actually devouring the ghost people! The small villages disappeared inexplicably, and the entire underworld is already panicking. The world is also in turmoil. The United States, Canada, and the countries of South America are probably the most serious spiritual disasters now. place!"
The female voice finally spoke: "Why do I know that the American continent is the place with the least spiritual disasters? Because Pluto has no time to take care of it."
"My lord... It is precisely because there is no time to manage that the spiritual disaster has intensified! And... And it started last year! Now it has spread to the whole of North America!"