Under the control of Flint, the airship of the rescue team slowly landed in the port area.
The port foreman was obviously well-informed and directly ordered the workers to catch the airship, throw it down the cable, and fix the airship on the ground - this was obviously not the first time they had received businessmen arriving by airship.
As soon as the rope ladder was set up, Wang floated down using the feather falling technique.
The foreman’s first sentence: “Did you sail the boat?”
King: "No, the dwarves in our team drove it."
Foreman: "The technology is a little stinky. I didn't even turn on the auxiliary engine to fight the crosswind. Fortunately, the wind is not strong today, otherwise you would have hit the nearby warehouse."
As he spoke, the foreman pointed to the huge transit warehouse next to him.
Most merchant ships do not deliver all their goods to both ends of the Maxunya River route. Some goods will be transported to large transit ports such as Qianshui City, and then placed in warehouses to wait for the delivery date of the promissory note.
Therefore, there are a large number of large and sturdy warehouses in the Qianshui City port area, and some warehouses are equipped with the magic of constant heat preservation and moisturizing. As for goods that are not afraid of moisture, they are piled in the yard.
One look at the packed yards and dock workers who are constantly coming in and out of the warehouses, and you know that this port area has an amazing cargo throughput.
The king looked around and said, "The book says..."
"It says in the book!" the foreman interrupted Wang loudly, "Is the captain of the rescue team really a nerd? I thought it was a rumor!"
Wang was not affected at all, and continued what he had just interrupted: "The book said that such ports usually have powerful dock gangs. The prototype was probably a mutual aid organization established by dock workers relying on nepotistic relationships such as families, and gradually developed into
The gang that controls the docks.
"He Gang, Cao Gang, and Salt Gang were probably gradually formed in this way."
The foreman looked at a thinner worker next to him: "Wolf, have you read the book? What is he talking about?"
Wolf replied: "He surmised the existence of our Pelican Gang."
The foreman looked at Wang again.
And Wang Zai muttered: "There is a pelican on the city emblem of Qianshui City, and you are actually called the Pelican Gang. It seems that you are very confident and think that you are the only gang in Qianshui City."
Xiaobai interrupted: "What is a pelican? Is it delicious?"
Wang pointed to the flag hanging on the most imposing building on the pier. The flag had the emblem of Qianshui City on it.
Xiaobai stared at the pelican for a few seconds and asked suspiciously: "A duck with a tumor on its chin?"
Just as Wang was about to answer, the foreman coughed. Apparently he was not particularly accustomed to the Salvation Team's behavior of going off-topic anytime and anywhere.
Wang: "Please speak."
Foreman: "Information says that none of you are particularly familiar with Qianshui City. It seems that this information is wrong."
King: "We have it! That's the dwarf who just set sail!"
The foreman turned to look at Flint, looked at it for a few seconds and then turned to ask the workers: "Does anyone know him?"
Everyone shook their heads.
Flint said nonchalantly: "Of course no one knows me. I don't even know how many years ago I came to Qianshui City. Your human lifespan is too short. Maybe your grandfather was still alive when I lived in Qianshui City."
What about the kids?
"By the way, I don't know about the Pelican Gang at all. Your gang probably wasn't established when I lived here."
At this time, the worker moving the goods next to him suddenly fell down, and the cargo box he was carrying smashed to pieces on the ground, and the mechanical parts contained in it scattered all over the floor with a crash.
The supervisor immediately rushed over with a whip, waving the whip and yelling: "Asshole! The value of this box of goods is more than you can afford to pay in a few days' wages!"
Wang frowned because he found that the supervisor seemed to be whipping the workers who made mistakes, but in fact, the first whip hit the worker's back, and the other whips fell to the ground.
Marika said softly: "This technique is very experienced."
Wang asked the foreman: "Is this normal?"
Foreman: "Of course, the first whip hit him, it was very painful, and it was enough to teach the person who made the mistake a lesson. The rest is for the cargo owners and merchants to see. If all these whips hit him, the worker would be afraid
It's not that I can't work for more than a month, which is not a good thing for the dock.
"Of course you still have to pay compensation, and the rules cannot be broken. The Pelican Gang will pay the compensation in advance, and the next person who makes a mistake will be our loyal brother of the Pelican Gang."
Wang said "Oh" and asked: "How far have you progressed?"
The foreman looked puzzled: "What step?"
Wang: "Well... let me ask, foreman, do you think you are the same brother as the person who made the mistake?"
The foreman became even more confused: "Brothers are indeed brothers, but I am a person with status."
Wang: "I understand, it hasn't started yet, it's the previous stage. I saw that the cargo box was full of industrial products, so I thought it had already reached the next stage."
Foreman: “What the hell are you talking about?”
Wang: "I really want to explain it to you, but in principle our mage tower will not accelerate the development process of the native plane. Besides, my research in this area is not in-depth. I only know the principles of legendary spells in this field."
The foreman gave up thinking and turned to the thin worker Walker: "Do you understand?"
Walker spread his hands: "I really don't understand this time. But, foreman, didn't Grandma Hasil say that if the captain of the rescue team is really as smart as the legend says, take them to see her."
Elizabeth warned: "Hahir, this is a woman's name!"
The foreman sighed: "It's a woman's name, but you don't have to regard this lady as a competitor, because she is seventy years old and has twenty children."
Elizabeth breathed a sigh of relief.
Wang: "We are also happy to establish a good relationship with the local gang. Please lead the way. Let's go meet this Grandma Halsey."
Foreman: "It's Haseer. Don't call her by the wrong name. The old lady has a bad temper."
**
The Pelican Gang's headquarters is in the largest warehouse at the dock.
There is an office on the second floor of the warehouse, which may have been the office of the official who managed the dock. Now the words "harbourmaster" have been crossed out, and the flag of the Principality of Frank has been covered by a huge crocodile skin.
A bit of the original flag peeks out from the corner.
On the crocodile skin, a pelican with a piranha hanging in its mouth is painted in rough strokes. This should be the logo of the Pelican Gang.
The foreman knocked on the door of the former harbor master's office, and a steady mezzo-soprano voice came from inside: "Come in."
Nini whispered: "Just hearing this voice, the person inside is not seventy years old."
"That means you still don't listen to human voices enough, elf." The mezzo-soprano responded, "Among humans, young people are old, or people like me are obviously old women but can still make sounds like a brothel madam.
There are so many.”
At this time the foreman pushed the door open, and the king saw the owner of the voice.
An old lady sat behind the Harbor Master's desk. The words on the Harbor Master's sign on the desk had been crossed out, but no new title had been engraved on it.
The most obvious feature of the old lady is her prominent aquiline nose, which is enough to overshadow all other impressions. The first thing that comes to mind for people who have seen her - and the only thing that comes to mind is this nose.
Xiaobai: "The nose has become a sperm?"
Just as Wang was about to give her a head slap to make her pay attention to her words and deeds, the old lady burst out laughing, as if she was very happy.
"Where did you come from, little cutie!" the old lady said, "Come here and tell grandma, are you going on an adventure with the rescue team?"
The foreman explained from the side: "Grandma Hashir particularly likes little girls who can be her granddaughters, because she has no granddaughters, but only grandsons."
Xiaobai frowned: "But I'm not a little girl. I have experienced twenty-four complete seasons of reincarnation. No, it's twenty-four and a half. A normal werewolf should be the mother of two children by now.
"
Old Mrs. Hashir was stunned. She took out the candy from nowhere and seemed to be preparing to give it to Xiaobai: "Eh? Werewolves...are they so different from us humans?"
Xiaobai: "I'm quite special. I don't know why I'm such a small one. But I turned into a very big wolf!"
Wang: "I can prove that it is indeed very big."
Old Mrs. Hashir laughed loudly: "I can see that you two have a very good relationship."
Xiaobai: "After all, we often ride each other."
Hahir: "Oh? It turns out that the captain likes this style."
Wang: "You misunderstood. Come on, Xiaobai, please demonstrate."
Xiaobai climbed up behind the king and sat on his neck.
Hahir laughed loudly: "This is the ride!"
Wang: "When I ride her, I ride her into an animal. She rides me like this."
Old Mrs. Hasil: "When my husband was still alive, he liked to take his grandson out like this. Now, let's get down to business. Let me introduce myself. I am the current boss of the Pelican Gang and I manage the docks of the entire Qianshui City.
"
Wang: "I am from the rescue team..."
"We know you, the peerless wise man, the end of the civil war in Kusania, the savior of the Emperor of Monrovia, and the bereaved star of the Monrovian nobles, the sworn enemy of the king of the wasteland, the punisher of the lich, the cultist
The thorn in the Tuan’s side... Your title is really long, and recently you even added the title of Lord of the Floating City." After saying this, Mrs. Hahir threw down a note. It seems that the long list she just read was all on the note.
content.
Wang: "You are right, it was all me."
Hahir: "Now that I have introduced myself, I will open the door and speak frankly. The religious group you are going to fight against seems to be making strange moves in Qianshui City recently."
Wang: "The cats in Qianshui City also started to disappear?"
Hashir: "It would be great if only the cat was missing. But it's a pity. Kuosania is very, very far away from here. You may not feel it. After all, you are taking a boat down the river. But for us, Kuosania is very, very far away from here.
Sarnia is a faraway country.
"Because of the distance, the tentacles of the Order have not touched there much. The Order is probably still busy infiltrating the nobles of Monrovia."
Wang: “Actually, Monrovia’s positive energy has not been distorted very much.”
Hashir: "But it's different here."
Wang: "Have cheap healing potions started to appear here?"
Hashir: "Not yet. But cheap hallucinogens are starting to appear here."
As he spoke, Hashir took out a bottle of orange-yellow potion and placed it on the table: "According to our tracing results, this came from the cult. This thing suddenly replaced traditions such as moon candy.
Hallucinogens have become a favorite among drug addicts."
Wang frowned: "Why does the cult sell such things?"
Hahir: "Maybe it's to raise funds. By the way, there are rumors that when the nobles catch people who believe in the ideas spread from Sissel, they will drink them crazily and destroy their will. In the end, those people will become
He became a puppet who obeyed the nobles and would do anything to get this thing."
Wang: "Wait a minute! What kind of ideas are coming from the Sissel Republic? Can you tell me about it?"
Hashir glanced at the foreman who led the king and others over, and the foreman gave a general explanation.
Wang: "I understand. By the way, is this Sissel Republic particularly industrially developed?"
Hashir: "Yes, industry, textile industry."
Wang: "What do they use like looms?"
Hasir: "It just so happened that the former emperor of Kusania imported a lot, and they all passed through us. Do we have any leftovers here?"
The foreman nodded: "Yes, I can get it now."
Hashir: "Go get it. Does any of this have anything to do with this new hallucinogen?"
Wang: "No. But this is the best opportunity to understand the technical level of this plane, so we can't let it go."
Hashir frowned: "Aren't you a rescue team?"
"Yeah, but..."
At this time, the foreman led two workers and brought in a textile machine.
Wang looked at it and nodded: "It seems that my judgment is correct. The industrial revolution is still early, and now is the era of handicraft guilds. Okay, it's okay, let's talk about hallucinogens."