After the large ship belonging to the rebels docked, the people of Silver City, all dressed in round-necked shirts, brown jackets, wide-legged pants, and dark caps, followed the envoy of God, Lord Danitz, off the ship, preparing to pass through the dock and enter the "City of Generosity" Bayam - those clothes were prepared in advance.

"It's really awkward to wear this. It's not suitable for fighting..." As he walked, Liavar stretched his arms and legs and said to Elder Derrick in a low voice.

Derrick nodded slightly and said:

"But this makes it easier to hide yourself and not be too conspicuous and become the focus of others' attention."

There was nothing wrong with Derrick's analysis. After all, they were outsiders and there were only twenty-one of them. It would be best not to attract other people's attention if possible. However, he seemed to have forgotten a key detail.

"But, but, they are all looking at us..." Candice looked around quickly and said in a low voice.

The workers at the dock, some poorly dressed and some shirtless, and the passengers dressed in various styles, all cast their eyes over here.

“It’s so tall…” A Bayam resident with a bronze complexion and slightly curly hair couldn’t help but sigh.

His height was only about 160cm, which was the average height of male civilians in the colonies in the current era. As for the people in Silver City, except for Derrick who was just over 2 meters tall, the rest were over 2.3 meters tall on average, and the tallest was over 2.5 meters tall.

Such a "half-giant" walking on the dock or among the crowd is always conspicuous no matter what he is dressed like.

"Feysac people?" A Loen man wearing a top hat, formal clothes, and holding a civilized stick turned his head and said to his companion, "Has the slave trade started again?"

He thought that the group from Silver City were Feysac prisoners of war bought by the Rorsted government from the Kingdom of Loen. After all, there were more than one or two people of this height in the world. He could only think of the barbarians from Feysac who claimed to be descendants of giants.

His companion shook his head and frowned slightly.

“No, most people in Feysac have light blue eyes. Moreover, even among Feysac people, only a few can be over two meters tall. Unless, unless, these are nobles or officers captured…”

In Feysac, although there is no explicit regulation, in all walks of life, especially in the military, there is a phenomenon of determining hierarchy based on height. Of course, this is not the only condition, and factors such as family background, title, and rank are also considered.

Based on this "custom", the descendants of Feysac's nobles and the upper echelons of the military are generally over two meters tall.

This is actually a surface phenomenon, and is essentially the impact of extraordinary characteristics.

Those who could become high-ranking officers in the Feysac army were either of noble birth or had reached at least the level of Sequence 5. As for the latter, under the influence of the "Warrior" path, that is, the "Giant" path potion, their heights would definitely "meet the standard" - those who chose the "Red Priest" path would also have a certain increase in height, but it was not as obvious as the "Giant" in the early stage, and the total increase might be only a few centimeters. They had to become demigods before there would be a qualitative change.

For the descendants of the nobility, their ancestors were more or less "giants" or had intermarried with "giants". Regardless of whether they inherited extraordinary characteristics, the corresponding genes accumulated from generation to generation would definitely make their normal height exceed two meters.

Among them, the family still possesses some of the "Giant" path potion formulas, and those with a certain inheritance, the descendants are even showing the same situation as the Silver City.

——The royal family that controls the "Red Priest" path maintains the height of their offspring through marriage.

The people of Silver City became more and more uneasy as they were being scrutinized by each other. It was as if they had returned to that cursed land, walking in deep darkness, being watched by monster after monster.

Derrick was very calm and composed. He looked around and said to the members of the Pathfinder team:

“They meant no harm.”

After confirming that Mr. The Hanged Man was in the city and knowing his arrival, Derrick no longer felt isolated and helpless.

This is not to say that he does not trust the messenger designated by Mr. Fool, but he believes that it is best not to trouble the gods with trivial matters in daily life, and it is best to solve them by oneself.

As for solving the problem himself, Derrick was not so familiar with the outside world after all, and was relatively unsure. At this time, an experienced, wise, thoughtful, and trustworthy "local" would definitely be the best helper.

Of course, Derrick also knew that Mr. Hanged Man would not have any contact with him openly, because the other party belonged to another force and was not a believer of Poseidon. If he showed too much enthusiasm about the affairs of Silver City, he would definitely be suspected.

However, there will always be a legitimate reason and a suitable opportunity to meet... Derrick thought with anticipation.

As his thoughts raced, he and the members of the Silver City Pathfinder Team followed Danitz out of the dock and onto the street.

Their vision suddenly widened, and they saw more people than before and heard all kinds of voices.

To everyone in Silver City, this was even more lively than the grandest "Harvest Festival" in their hometown: countless people wearing distinctive but equally strange clothing, some were in a hurry, some were strolling leisurely, some were holding larger fruits and sucking the juice inside with tubes, and some were holding food that looked like the delicious pies on the ship and taking a bite from time to time.

In addition to these, the horses pulling the carriages, the jingling sounds of the metal objects running very fast, and the smell of various spices filling the streets all made the people of Silver City feel as if they had arrived in another world.

To them, it is truly another world.

Although they were somewhat frightened and uneasy, and not quite used to such scenes, everyone could clearly feel the vibrant vitality contained in such scenes.

It's like the sunshine in the soul, shining brightly with the scorching sun in the sky.

Is this where we will live, fight, and reproduce in the future? Derrick, Liaval, Candice, and others subconsciously had similar thoughts, feeling a little uneasy, but not rejecting them at all.

Danitz looked at the group of big fools who were somewhat stunned by the bustling scene of Bayam with satisfaction, and muttered in his heart:

“This is just Bayam. If we go to Trier or Backlund, will you kneel down and kiss the ground?”

The world-famous pirate controlled his urge to mock, because he was now Mr. Fool's messenger and could not tarnish the image of the god.

After leading the people of Silver City to a fairly luxurious hotel with some crew members, Danitz motioned for the crew to check in while speaking to the guests in his fluent Giant language:

“It’s getting dark soon, let’s stay here for one night and leave the city tomorrow.

"The place where you will build your city has been arranged. On the other side of the jungle, there is a natural harbor and several roads leading to Bayam, the city. Later, we will widen the main road and build a railway to your place."

Railway… Derrick, who had taken lessons at the Tarot Club, knew what this meant. He nodded gratefully and once again praised Mr. Fool in his heart.

Danitz continued:

"We have already leveled the area for you in advance and reserved space for infrastructure such as water pipes and gas pipes. When you start building the house, we will send a team to help you deal with those things.

"Also, the corresponding building materials and temporary tents have been prepared for you. Thank you, Mr. Fool. Uh, the Storm Church also helped us here, otherwise we wouldn't be able to purchase so many things, but they mainly wanted to earn some extra funds."

The new government of Rorsted was established not long ago, and its various contacts with the outside world were not smooth enough. What they could not have imagined was that in the matter of Silver City, the Storm Church actually took the initiative to provide help.

Water pipes… gas pipes… Derrick gradually began to not understand, but he still put on an expression as if he was thinking.

Danitz, who almost blurted out the word "shit" several times, stopped talking and began to introduce the hotel:

"This is the favorite inn for people from Feysac who come to Bayam. The height may still be a little low for you, but at least you won't hit your head."

Having said this, Danitz smiled and said:

"Turn right at the end of this street and you will find the Red Theater..."

He gave a smile that all men understand.

However, the people in Silver City didn't understand at all.

Really, the Emperor once said that the oldest profession of mankind is to sell one's body, but they don't even know what I'm talking about... Danitz smiled slightly and gave up on this topic.

After his second and third mates helped with the check-in, he led the people from Silver City up to the second floor to assign rooms.

After finishing this, he took out a stack of cards that he had written long ago and distributed them to the members of the Silver City Pathfinder Team except Derrick:

"Each card has some local characters and the corresponding Giant language words on it. If you need any service or food, just ring the bell here to ask the waiter to come over and show him the card. Of course, they may not understand it, but they will definitely go find someone who can help them."

This was a simple and easy method. Everyone in Silver City easily mastered how to use the cards and were secretly excited that they could finally have some initial communication with the people here.

Next, Danitz demonstrated to them how to turn on and off the tap, how to use the toilet, and how to light the gas wall lamp. Seeing this, Derrick, Liaval, Candice, and the others felt as if they had arrived in the Kingdom of God.

A switch that releases water with just a twist, a machine that flushes away excrement with just a press and leaves no trace, and a lantern that keeps glowing with just a light, these were things they could not have imagined in the past.

And these things will constitute their new life.

By the time everyone in Silver City had gotten used to the hotel, the sky had completely darkened and night began to rule the city.

Although Derrick and the others had long since determined that there was no danger of monster attacks in the darkness outside, they were still instinctively afraid, so they either illuminated themselves or lit the gas wall lamps.

At this moment, they saw gas lamps lighting up one after another in houses near and far on the street outside the glass window, dispelling the darkness in their respective areas.

These bright or dim lights reflected in the eyes of everyone in Silver City, just like the Milky Way falling to the ground at night.

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