Chapter 119 No. 2 and No. 3 trestle(2/2)
not far away.
The soldier wearing a black windbreaker looked in this direction and was still stunned for a moment - obviously the previous gaze made him a little concerned - but Su Changfeng stopped, thought for a moment, and then remembered something. "
It's him?"
Su Changfeng remembered many things at once.
That was more than thirty years ago, right?
He still remembered meeting the other party at the signing ceremony of the joint declaration with the indigenous people in Stargate Port. However, at that time, the other party was already one of the main representatives of Kaolin-Ithurion, and he was just a
Just a newbie in the military.
In his memory, the other party's appearance had not changed much from today, except that his temples were dyed white, making him look a little more weathered.
In fact, Su Changfeng still remembered the situation at that time.
He had just been selected at that time, as a successor to take over the class of the first generation of Stargate Pioneers. The Stargate Pioneers of that era were naturally very different from the Selected Ones that people know today.
There were actually no chosen ones at that time.
The original Stargate Port was far from the scale it is today, and the pioneers who followed were not called Chosen Ones - they were only called 'Holy Chosen' by the locals, and among those who went behind the Stargate
, there are only soldiers like him, government elites, and scientific workers from all walks of life.
At that time, the commercial era of Stargate had not yet arrived, but there was already a prototype in the planning.
After that, there were the first and second generations of Free Chosen people that people recognize, but the origin of everything can be traced back to the earliest pioneers at that time - after all, without them, there would be no later generations.
Everything after the Stargate.
These past memories only stayed in Su Changfeng's heart for a moment. But when he looked in that direction again, Dict had already disappeared without a trace. He was slightly startled before he realized that the other person had already passed through the lifting platform.
the following layers.
But after all, Su Changfeng is no longer the young boy he was thirty years ago.
Years of experience working in Stargate Port have long shaped his calm temperament today. This startling glance did not leave a deep impression on him. He only thought silently: "He is still Roban's father. The other party is actually..."
Still alive."
Of course, it was certainly concerning that an important character reappeared after being missing for many years, but Su Changfeng didn't think much about it and just silently recorded the matter in his mind.
Then he turned back.
After all, this is not his main job at the moment. Su Changfeng is looking back at the team members coming out of the passage - they are a few young people wearing black windbreakers, and behind them are some young boys and girls.
He was also wearing training uniforms and a variety of equipment.
The one walking at the front was a little fat man.
While the staff of the Southern Alchemy Alliance were still asking for the other party's name, the latter put the heavy shield in his hand on the ground, and cursed secretly that this damn equipment was really heavy, and he didn't know who suggested him to choose it.
Of the Iron Guard.
Then he replied angrily to the staff member: "Luo Hao."
The people behind also reported their names and IDs one by one.
"Yu Wenyu."
"Ant culvert."
"Don't stop."
As for the last person walking at the end, there was a short, shy little girl. She blushed and whispered, "Ten, ten nights."
…
April 7th, three days before the mainland league starts.
Earlier that day, a somewhat unique elven sailing ship arrived at Vanric's lakeside port.
Not long after, Fang Plover dragged a suitcase and appeared on the long trestle of Vanrick Waterfront Port. In fact, he stopped and was looking up at Eldoven's tower from a distance——
And a few unnamed white waterbirds passed overhead and flew into the forest on the other side of the lake shore.
Although water shipping is not as convenient as air routes, it is still an important part of cargo turnover in the Changhu area. After all, compared with airships in the air, the cost of water transportation in Changhu is almost negligible to nothing - so from the waterfront terminal
Looking at it, all you can see is a forest of masts.
In fact, the water transportation on Changhu Lake has strongly supported the commercial prosperity of the south.
And this is the far south.
Although the history is not as rich as that of the northern heartland of the kingdom, and the legends of gods and monsters are far less than those of the distant Treasure Stick Coast and St. John's Cape, its warm and pleasant climate, rich products, and related rumors have long been spread far and wide.
However, when Fang Plover actually set foot on this land and stood on the trestle beside the long lake, it seemed that he experienced the atmosphere and customs of the south for the first time.
The sailors and workers with different accents and local adventurers coming and going on the pier in the distance are a completely different experience from the north. Even compared to Nevad, which is also on the shore of the Long Lake.
It also needs to better explain everything that belongs to the South.
This is still Corin-Ithurion.
But it has the style of a foreign country - it is incompatible with the severe cold and magnificence of the north, but it has its own style.
Fang Plover stared at the spot for a long time before he moved forward. After he said goodbye to the elf Ariel, the latter was going to return by the same route by boat. As for himself, he had actually informed Sophie.
Tianlan, Odin and others——
So there should be three groups of people who knew he would arrive at this place today.
One is Sophie and Qian, and then his own adventure group - Sylveide, Miss Attila and Tianlan. However, the latter should arrive in Vanrik one day later than him, so today is also
Can't count on it.
Fang Yu didn't know if the Princess of Silver Vislan would come to pick him up, but the people from Ragnarok should come.
Because of the competition, he notified Odin in advance. The other party had received his message before, but he seemed a little inseparable. He didn't ask him much about how he was in the Hall of Thousand Doors, and simply gave him
A reply.
Odin told him that he had notified Ragnarok's people, who should bring someone to pick him up today.
And this is exactly why Fang Plover is standing in this place and looking around.
But what he didn't know was that while he was standing in this place dragging the box, another group of people was also on the trestle adjacent to him, also looking for traces of this legendary 'new teammate'.
On the No. 3 pier, Soul Fingerprint was frowning at the note in his hand.
She read it several times to make sure she had read the number correctly - the note clearly stated that it was Pier No. 3. It also said that the other party was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, and his appearance should be that of an alchemist wearing
He wears a coat, carries a suitcase, has short hair, and has an ordinary appearance.
Moreover, the other party will hold a clockwork fairy in his hand to identify himself.
But she looked around and saw no such person on this trestle, let alone the alchemist. There were not many people on this trestle. There was only one ship in the distance that arrived at the port earlier today.
There were fishing boats, but I didn’t see any of the rumored elven sloops.
Some people in the team looked in the direction of the No. 2 pier, but the schooner raised by a tall Cage sailboat just blocked that direction.
It was after twelve o'clock at noon when someone finally started to complain: "Didn't I say I would arrive in the morning? Why haven't I arrived yet?"
Then someone turned back and asked, "Mu Lan, have you found out what ships have arrived at the port before?"
It was one of the two girls who was asked. She raised her eyebrows and replied: "Do you think this is an airport? Most of the piers on the water here are fishing boats. They come in and out every day. The local nobles have not set up a special lakeshore."
The port authority can at most ask the dock workers to see if any ships have arrived."
She said angrily: "You still want to know which ship has arrived at the port, are you overthinking it?"
The man couldn't help but lost his voice when he heard the words.
Only the soul fingerprint said: "Don't make any noise, it may not be stable on the Long Lake. It is normal for the boat to be delayed."
But before she finished speaking, a person next to her suddenly said: "Wait a minute, look over there."
"Which way?"
"Over there at Pier No. 2," the man said hurriedly, "there's someone over there who looks very much like the person we're looking for!"
Soul Fingerprint was slightly startled, and then looked in that direction.
Chapter completed!