Chapter 302 Star Wandering God

Puning Port.

Without the Eyes of the Goddess here, the remaining members of the Red Gloves Team are like running naked in the eyes of a group of scriptwriters, and they can be depicted in any way they want on their bodies.

Even if Hastur, the person responsible for their investigation, was right under their noses, they would not be able to discover it.

Hastur was too lazy to pay attention to them and concentrated on handling port affairs.

Some time ago, the Archduke of South Wales, under pressure from Backlund, assigned three ports for him to take over. These three ports are all in the south. If the Southern Continent really attacks, these three ports are the most likely battlefields.

In order to manage this place well, Hastur personally took charge of Puning Port, while others were sent to garrison the other two ports.

It was relatively easy to take back the command of the port garrison. After all, not many people dared to disobey what the Archduke of Southwell said here.

With power, Hastur's first step in taking office was to lay off half of the defenders.

Most of these defenders cannot be reused and need to recruit new blood.

After stabilizing, Hastur will eliminate some more people.

As for who to eliminate first, it's very simple. First, take a simple physical test, and then take a written test. With both hands, you can always roughly distinguish who needs to be eliminated.

Considering that people here have not yet universalized nine-year compulsory education, Hasta put more thought into the essay test, such as adding a few more picture-reading questions, or reading in succession.

If you want to recruit new people into the army, the fastest way is money.

Puning Port is a large port in South Wales. Many merchant ships from the southern continent choose this place as a berthing point.

But because of the Archduke of Southwell, most of the benefits here were taken away by him, and the income of residents here is generally not high.

As long as the military salary is higher than the average, it will be easy to recruit people.

Not to mention that in the eyes of many people, the navy in South Wales is just a sinecure, just getting paid and not doing any work.

Within seven days, Hastur had completed the initial renovation. Seeing that the effect was not bad, he asked the other two ports to follow suit.

If there are not enough young and strong men at the port, then we can use printed newspapers to spread the news inland and attract more human resources.

Then Hasta formulated a one-month training plan, which was mainly divided into two parts. One was basic physical training, and the other was familiarity with maritime operations.

After a month, Hastur will be ready to lead them out to kill some pirates, gain some experience, and focus on cultivating their courage and murderousness.

A soldier who has been on the battlefield and seen blood is completely different from a soldier who only knows how to train.

After formulating the relevant matters, Hastur had some free time to rest.

He carried Azshara as he walked around the port dock, observing the customs, customs and business transactions here.

The bulk of Puning Port's tax collection comes from merchant ships berthed by foreign merchants. Tax bills are issued based on the approximate total value of the goods on merchant ships, which is very expensive.

For ferries that only carry passengers, the fees are charged according to the number of passengers, and basically one-half to two-thirds of the profits are taken away.

It seems that the Grand Duke of Southwell also understands the principle of not fishing in the lake, and does not squeeze too hard.

Hastur just watched and had no intention of changing these things.

Developing port business is not something he needs to worry about now.

When the war begins, the more prosperous the port is destroyed, the more brilliant it will be.

He did not want to see the port he had worked so hard to build destroyed by the war.

This is like when playing a game, your opponent is frantically blasting troops, and you are just hiding at home building wonders. Finally, your opponent comes in front of you, praises your wonders for being beautiful, and then puts out a cannon to blow your wonders to pieces. .

At night, Hastur came to the Hall of Stars, scanned the stars as usual, and then his eyes fell on the light spots next to the stars of the high-dimensional overlooker.

In the small town where the faith was spread at the beginning, now more than half of the residents have begun to believe in the high-dimensional overlookers.

When what they believe in is not the honorable name of the High-dimensional Overlooker, but the honorable name of the Star Wandering God.

They believed that the pair of white crystal eyeballs that suddenly descended on the bell tower came from outside the sky or from the depths of the starry sky.

Thrown from the hand of a god.

This is a gift from the stars.

In the missionary manual written by this devout believer, it is described as follows: "That is a god who likes to play in the stars. He is always spreading His gifts to the world inadvertently."

"This pair of balls, which are like balls forged from white crystal, are objects that he plays with suspended in his palms all year round. They are called wandering stars, and they are his favorite toys in daily life."

"If this pair of wandering stars can be sent back to the starry sky, they will be able to see the dreamy starry sky gate. At that time, He will drive a carriage carved from starlight and appear deep in the starry sky gate."

"He is in a happy mood after seeing his beloved toy. He can grant the three wishes of the kindhearted person who sent back the gift, and he can be allowed to enter his eternal kingdom of God."

Hastur silently read this missionary manual, and I have to say that it is very well written.

It is estimated that there should be instructions from the higher-dimensional overlookers. Maybe the higher-dimensional overlookers have already passed down the oracle.

Otherwise, that devout believer would not dare to randomly compile the image of a god like this, let alone use an honorable name like Star Traveling God.

The Star Wanderer may be Sequence 0 of the extraordinary path of the high-dimensional overlooker.

The only thing that made Hastur feel weird was that the missionary manual described the High Dimensional Overlooker as an innocent and childlike child.

This is not a metaphor, but a real image of a half-grown child as the Star Wanderer.

The child was riding on a starlight carriage pulled by a Pegasus. He was lying slightly on his side, as if he had just woken up from sleep. He was also holding a small and exquisite thing similar to a magic wand in his left hand. His facial features It's blurry, even the figure is a little blurry.

Not to mention, the image of a god depicted in this way can easily win the favor of others, at least it will not attract ill will.

People are always very patient and loving towards children, so that they don't get too defensive.

Even Hastur felt that the child's drawing was very pleasing to the eye and looked very comfortable at first glance.

Moreover, using children as images is closer to people’s understanding of how it is easier to deceive gods in mythological stories.

In general, Hastur can give the High-Dimensional Overlooker nine points for this wave and save the remaining one point. Maybe the High-Dimensional Overlooker will come up with other surprises in the future.

Hastur patiently observed for a while and found that there was nothing unusual about the believers, so he continued to let them go, in order to learn more about the high-dimensional overlookers.

On the sea, ships slowly move forward in the direction of the ocean current.

After a period of consumption, there were not many supplies left on the ship. Mr. A decisively threw the extra crew members into the sea and kindly gave them each an empty oak barrel.

Mr. A doesn't know where the God's Abandoned Land is, and now he doesn't take this issue as seriously as he did at the beginning.

As the ship sailed slowly toward the distance, the feeling of pilgrimage in his heart became stronger and stronger. He began to calm down, and his soul felt unprecedented joy and comfort.

He didn't need to think too much, it was enough to have the Lord accompanying him on this journey.

Now, in addition to paying homage to the Lord every day as a routine, he spends the rest of the time sitting cross-legged on the bow of the boat, staring into the distance, and completely emptying his mind.

When Hastur arrived and saw this scene, he couldn't help but secretly smacked his lips.

"The heart has no worries, so there are no worries, no fear, stay away from upside-down dreams, and finally reach Nirvana."

This is a passage that suddenly came to Hastur's heart, and it was very suitable for Mr. A at this moment.

Isn’t it possible that I have cultivated a Buddhist?

Well, it would be more appropriate to call him an awakened one.

Hastur smiled, opened the door to the spirit world and left without disturbing Mr. A.

He doesn't have that much free time to stay on the boat all the time, accompanying Mr. A to appreciate the nature of the world and all living beings.

The spirit world travels very quickly, and Hastur has already locked onto the ship of Nast, the King of the Five Seas.

I had wanted to chat with him before, but due to Bernadette's presence, I was temporarily delayed.

Now that Mrs. Lisa has written the script, he just happened to put this black and shiny black pot on Nast's head.

It is a very reasonable thing for a King of the Five Seas who has traversed the sea for many years to snatch 008 from Ince Zangwill.

It is also very reasonable to help yourself attract the attention of Adam and the goddess of the night.

When Hastur descended on the Black Emperor, Nast's first reaction was to break into the spirit world and use it to escape.

But the next second, Hastur appeared in his captain's cabin, face to face with him.

Nast was silent for a while, gave up struggling, and sighed as if he was resigned to his fate: "I knew you would come again."

"A good hunch."

Hastur sat casually on a seat, and his clear eyes just glanced at Nast, making him feel like his whole body was being seen through.

"What do you want to do with me?" Nast got straight to the point.

Having been in the sea for so many years, he naturally understood that the mysterious visitor who suddenly arrived in front of him wanted to do something with him.

Hastur glanced around and said playfully: "This Black Emperor of yours is very good."