"I just heard some bad news." Xia Lan looked worried.

"What news?" Arnold asked anxiously, no longer looking like an unfathomable senior. The people around him also stretched their necks to wait for Xia Lan to continue.

"Our destination may be Victoria Island."

"What!"

"Oh, my Lord of Light!"

“Wuwuwu…”

“…”

This sentence caused an uproar, and some people even cried bitterly, holding their heads in their hands.

Victor Island is an island close to the Storm Sea, with a very precious resource, Stone Soul Grass.

This is a magical potion that can greatly enhance mental strength, but the mining process is a life-threatening one.

Not only are there various magical plants on it, but because it is close to the Storm Sea, few ships can cross the reefs to reach the island in the unstable climate. The opportunity only exists at specific times of the year, but this time is only two or three days, which is only enough for the ship to slowly grope its way to the island.

So some people took advantage of these days to send some death row prisoners to the island and bring them back the following year.

In order to encourage these employees to complete their work conscientiously, the return ticket is in exchange for Stone Soul Grass. Without it, they will have to work hard for another year.

Looking at the chaotic crowd, the White Wolf Orc Goode shouted loudly: "What are you afraid of? At worst, we can just fight them."

"But Joseph is a third-level silver warrior." Kahneman whispered.

Hearing this, everyone became confused again. Only Xia Lan and the merman Volor were clearly bronze warriors, and no one knew what was going on with the others.

As for the tied merman, for special reasons, they would not untie that terrible merman.

The warrior levels of the Central Plains Continent are generally from one to nine, which are called Black Iron - Bronze - Silver - Gold - Purple Gold - Earth - Sky - Epic - Legend.

Of course, other professions also have their own names. For example, the names of mages are apprentice mage, trainee mage, young mage, great mage, mentor level, master level, mage saint, epic mage and legendary mage.

Although they are called differently, they all go from level one to level nine, and then become gods.

According to Xia Lan's understanding, it was already difficult for a Black Iron Warrior to deal with two or three ordinary people, and a Bronze Warrior could not make any waves in front of ten well-trained soldiers.

He didn't know what the situation was with the Earth Warriors above the Gold level, but to deal with Joseph, who was a Silver Warrior, at least ten Bronze Warriors would be needed.

Moreover, Joseph is the captain of the Silver Deer, and his first and second mates are also masters, otherwise he would not be so famous in this southwestern waters.

"Don't panic, everyone. I didn't want to tell you, but seeing this, I have to say it." Xia Lan spoke again.

“Actually, I’m an astrologer.”

When they heard this, everyone's reaction was very calm, and some even showed an expression of "as expected", because in these three months, Xia Lan had calculated many things correctly, and some people even asked him to read their fortunes.

In fact, Xia Lan doesn't know anything about astrology. All he knows is what he saw in the dreams of these people when he asked Phaodis to enter them. If he really knew astrology, he would have run away before King Tilan came to Hailong City.

He was able to become a bronze warrior because he had Phaodis peek into the dream of the Sea Dragon City Defense Officer, and only then did he learn the breathing method.

Apart from that, I listened to the stories of the bards and figured out some witchcraft on my own. The biggest cheat was probably from that unreliable god.

But the Silver Deer was indeed heading to Dovi Island. This was what Phaodis discovered from First Mate Dor's dream yesterday. Xia Lan did not lie about this matter.

"But just now, on my way to meet the captain, I observed the stars again and found that we still have a glimmer of hope."

Xia Lan changed the subject.

"Really?" everyone asked in surprise.

Seeing Xia Lan nod confidently, joy quickly enveloped everyone.

"Where is the hope?"

Xia Lan raised her eyebrows and said in a pretentious manner, "You'll see the answer tomorrow."

Seeing this, everyone scratched their heads but didn't dare to ask any more questions. They could only look forward to tomorrow coming soon.

After a sleepless night, many people stared at Xia Lan who was sleeping soundly with dark circles under their eyes.

Stretching, Xia Lan rubbed her eyes and looked at everyone and asked, "Are you still awake?"

Everyone looked at him blankly and shook their heads. Among them, the orc Good said irritably: "Has the opportunity you mentioned come yet?"

"Wait, I'll be there soon."

Before he could finish his words, the hatch opened and a middle-aged man with a horse-like face poked his head in.

"My Lord, could you please come out for a moment?"

The person who came was the first mate of the Silver Deer, Dor, and there was some respect in his tone towards Xia Lan.

Xia Lan stood up and walked out under everyone's gaze.

When he reached a deserted corner, Dole knelt down and shouted, "Lord, save me!"

Xia Lan seemed to have anticipated this and asked in a pretentiously profound tone, "Did Joseph notice it?"

"Um!"

Dole nodded heavily and said, "My Lord, your predictions are as accurate as a god."

"You know what to do, right?"

Facing Xia Lan's gaze, Dor's eyes gradually became sinister and he made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Okay, then we'll work together from inside and outside, you'll be the captain of the Silver Deer, and we'll be free." Xia Lan held Dole's arm and patted it.

"I'll listen to you, my lord." Dole nodded heavily.

"Did you bring the things?" Xia Lan asked again.

Dor carefully took out two strands of hair and said, "The long one is Joseph's, and the short one is Tiff's."

Xia Lan nodded with satisfaction, carefully put her hair away, gave a few more instructions, and returned to the cabin.

After Xia Lan disappeared from his sight, Dole patted the place where Xia Lan had just touched in disgust, snorted coldly, and left with a cold look in his eyes.

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