[Comprehensive Manga] The good year of making copies

However, the other party's reaction was not as defensive as Xia Chuan thought - the big man knocked the dry pipe in his hand against the stone wall, making a dull sound.

He paused, and raised his thick black eyebrows, "Are you going to Shandora? Two people?"

The big man's tone seemed to have heard some joke - there was a bit of disbelief in his disdain.

Juicer looked at the NPC in front of him, and kept silent with a deadpan expression.

Generally speaking, quest NPCs always like to grind for a while before telling the purpose of the quest, and what they babble about is the plot of the quest.

It is said that when there was no holographic mimicry in the past, players could freely choose whether to skip or read the mission plot carefully.After holographicization, it is a lot of trouble.

But it’s good to listen to as a story. How to say it is also a game planner who came up with it a little bit. We must respect the fruits of other people’s labor.

"Shandora..." the big man muttered a few words, took a puff of cigarette, "Shandora, the land of gold—why would you want to go there? It's just a legend."

"You know the way to reach Shandora." The other party seemed to feel very incredible that there were only two of them-this at least proved that the big man knew Shandora.

The big man looked at the two people who visited late at night and shook his head, "I don't know."

Xia Chuan: "..."

The black-haired young man turned his head and glanced at the silent vampire, and pursed his lips as he watched the light from behind the door being blocked from his sight by the gradually closing door.

"Ask the other villagers tomorrow."

Xia Chuan nodded——since it is said to be a legend, it must not be the only one who knows about it.

The sunrise over the sea is magnificent and gorgeous.

The warm orange radiance of the sun penetrated the blockade of the thick morning fog on the sea and projected on the vast sea, lighting up people's vision and awakening the island that had been sleeping all night.

The people on this island seem to have kept the most primitive state-they live at sunrise and sunset, and from the first cock crow, the bushes by the sea gradually have traces of people's activities.

There are many wooden boats moored on the shoal, which means that most of their livelihood comes from fishing.

These fishermen, struggling to survive, have cloudy eyes and lose enthusiasm from the life of going to sea every day to support their families.

The sea breeze in the morning brought a hint of coolness. Xia Chuan glanced at the juicer, which was not convenient to get close to the crowd, looked around, and walked towards two people who were talking—a young man and an old man.

The elves' excellent hearing can clearly capture the words gradually drifting in the air.

The young man went out to sea for the first time, and the old man told him some things that he needed to pay attention to, repeating over and over again.

The young man was probably very excited about being able to go to sea, and he seemed a little impatient with the old man's instructions. His eyes were fixed on the not too big fishing boat moored to the side. The boat was not even red. Send the pirates to lend them a large purchase ship to use.

The old man was really old, his dark face was deeply marked by the sea wind, the hand holding the young man's arm was haggard but very powerful, and his body bent into a vicissitudes of life.

"Don't go to that sea area..." the old man said this, paused for a moment, turned his gaze to look at the sea surface of his life, as if recalling something, and repeated in a low voice, "Don't go to that sea area."

"Gold was fished out of that sea area!" The impatient young man suddenly retorted and raised his voice: "If gold is fished out, our family won't have to go to sea for half a year! Set things up again!"

Jin Jin...Xia Chuan stopped not far from the old and young couple, and listened carefully.

"Gold!" The old man stared at his grandson with wide eyes as if he had been touched by something. The young man was shocked, but he still looked at his elder with his neck stuck.

"Yes...gold..." The old man murmured twice, his originally energetic face suddenly became sluggish, showing the exhaustion of old age.

The old man held the young man's hand tightly and let go, but his tone became more solemn: "You can't go to that sea area at this time of year!"

Xia Chuan watched the young man show a hesitant look under the old man's firm tone, thought for a while, and walked forward a few steps to insert the conversation between the grandparents and grandchildren in front of him: "Xandora, the hometown of gold..."

As soon as the words fell, Xia Chuan saw that the old man's facial expression suddenly twisted, but he seemed to be afraid that something would not explode.

Xia Chuan lowered his eyes, straightened the line of his pursed lips, looked up at the excited young man who turned his face, paused, and finally landed on the old man: "Old man, I want to go with my companion... "

"I...!" The old man looked a little excited, looking at the black-haired young man in front of him, his lips trembling slightly, "I don't know... no, I don't know..."

Xia Chuan frowned, and turned to look in the direction of the juicer, only to find that there was no one there.

The elf was slightly stunned, turned his gaze back to stare at the old man who was caught in his own thoughts for a while, and then looked back to the place where there was no one just now.

... gone.Xia Chuan suddenly became at a loss, looking at the young man who seemed to want to say something to him, but couldn't say anything.

"I know!" The young man finally couldn't hold back what he wanted to say, his tone was full of joy and enthusiasm, "I know Shandora!"

Xia Chuan responded, glanced at the old man who hesitated for a while but did not stop the young man, turned to the young man with an excited smile on his face, and remained silent.

"Are you an adventurer who wants to explore Shandora?" The young man didn't think there was anything wrong with Xia Chuan's attitude. He was still talking excitedly, and explained with dancing gestures: "Shandora belongs to Gaya. Part! Gaya is the island we're on—a part of Gaya was lifted into the sky by a strong upwelling current hundreds of years ago."

"The part that was washed away is called Shandora. According to legend, there are ancient sites and gold everywhere. Occasionally, some gold can be salvaged in the sea area where Shandora disappeared..."

That's what they fishermen expect, to salvage gold.Even a piece of gold the size of a thumb is enough for these poor fishermen to eat better food and buy some clothes for half a month.

The gold that is salvaged every time is often not small and trivial, they are the shape of some utensils, pots and utensils, and someone even fished up a huge golden throne.After that, the family left Gaya and went to enjoy happiness somewhere.

Every fisherman living on Gaya Island embraces such luck—maybe they will be able to catch gold tomorrow. This is the legend and expectation of their generations.

It's just that the ocean current in that sea area is not stable, and it is difficult to grasp the law. There are some special time and seasons, and the huge upwelling current that separates Shandora and Gaya will reappear along with the cumulus cloud.

That current swallowed the lives of many fishermen, shattering their golden dreams again and again.

The young man in front of him may have underestimated the power of the sea. Maybe he thought that with his young body and excellent water quality, he could conquer the sea area that has made his ancestors worry about it for generations.

Xia Chuan was a little absent-minded, but insisted on listening to the young man's chatter.

"Take me with you! The Land of Gold!" The young man looked at Xia Chuan, full of expectations.

The old man finally made a move. He pulled his grandson back and looked at Xia Chuan with distant and indifferent eyes. "After listening, let's leave." The old man pointed to the north-west direction—there was a block blocking the sunlight. The gloomy clouds and the radiance of the sun exposed around them make this cloud seem to be inlaid with gold, beautiful and sultry.

"There is the Cumulus cloud, and there are traces of the past on the northwest coast." The old man coughed twice, as if recalling, and said: "At this time, there may be an upwelling current someday, and riding the upwelling current can Go to Shandora."

[Congratulations to player Xia Chuan Chaolu for getting the quest prompt: The Road to the Land of Gold. 】【Mission: Go home. 】

Trigger the main line ([-]): Guard the inheritance of Shandora.

Mission Tips: Protect the safety of the natives of Shandora and ensure that they can survive on the island in the air.

Completion of the main line: 0%

Mission Completion: 55%

Mission Reward: Hidden.

"One last word of caution, don't try it lightly, you will die." The old man's expression showed nostalgia and sadness, and perhaps this was the reason for his strange attitude towards the sea area and his grandson before.

Probably, the reason why it was not the father but the grandfather who sent the young man to sea this time is the legend of the Golden Land.

"Let's go, take advantage of the ebb tide." The old man pushed his grandson, sent the dissatisfied young man onto the boat, and sent him the cable.

Xia Chuan glanced at the young man who was skillfully operating the fishing boat, thanked the old man, turned around and left quickly.

……

Their boat was still moored in that small U-shaped canyon. Xia Chuan sat on the deck and turned his head to look at the thick cloud pointed by the old man. Did he turn his head to see if there was the white-haired blood man in black on the shore? Appear.

If the blue dot representing the juice extractor hadn't disappeared on the map, Xia Chuan really didn't know what he should do.

No... now I know.

Xia Chuan opened the task bar and looked at the newly appeared main thread, quietly waiting for the juicer who went away for no reason.

The boat swayed a little.

The tide flooded the beach and receded, Xia Chuan could hear the slight rustling sound of water seeping into the beach.

"Xia Chuan." The sound of the juicer interrupted Xia Chuan's thoughts, "There is a clue for the mission."

The reason why the juicer just left was that it heard the children's argument not far away.

In the serial quest line, the NPC that needs to be triggered for a quest will never be too far away from you, as long as you are good at discovering it.

The content of the children's dispute is the golden country - about the whereabouts of the golden country.

The dispute between the two children that Xia Chuan saw at the seaside hut yesterday and the children of the villagers on the island.

The two children stubbornly believed that the land of gold had sunk to the bottom of the sea, while the other children said that the land of gold was in the sky, and some said that the land of gold did not exist—then a scuffle ensued.

The juicer carried the two children out of the battle ring and sent them back to the hut by the sea, and the rough NPC finally let go, and told the juicer what their family had passed down from generation to generation.

Shandora is under Gaya, on the bottom of the ocean.

Xia Chuan looked at his task panel, then at the pointer on the hand of the juice extractor, and curled his lips.

"If there is no pointer..." Xia Chuan looked at the vast sea, looked back at the task shared by the juice extractor, and looked at the task ring that faithfully recorded Shandora's being on the bottom of the sea, "Are you going to go into the sea?"

The blood race said that he can't swim like the elves, but he can learn.

The task ring before the juicer only recorded "asking the villagers on the island". The two of them got different answers and triggered different tasks, which means that different villagers trigger different task lines.

Maybe the same people who asked him would get the route to Shandora by taking the upcurrent. Maybe the system would declare the mission failed if they asked the villagers who thought the Golden Country didn’t exist.

Xia Chuan also shared the main thread he triggered in the past, "There has been an upwelling current recently—have you considered how to get there?"

Juicer nodded, and dug out a set from the bag, that is, 20 blood race specialties reborn inverse cross and gave them to Xia Chuan, and gave a set of Shenshui bells.

The deep water bell is a pill that can resist water pressure and provide underwater breathing. The use time of a pill is half an hour.

Expensive, very expensive, very expensive.

Xia Chuan looked at the two sets of things in his hand that were at least enough for his living expenses for three months, and took a deep breath.

"Lord, I want to beat you up!"