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Twenty-five, Pirate Quanzi (1)

Twenty-five, Thieves (Part 1)

Twenty-five, Thieves (Part 1)

On this summer evening, the public concession elves settlement area located in the Pudong Forest is still immersed in a quiet atmosphere as always.

Although they are in an oriental foreign country thousands of miles away from their hometown, these elf people with extremely traditional culture still fully maintain the tone of their lives for generations - that is, elegance, comfort and tranquility.

Unlike the bustling commercial city on the other side of the Huangpu River surrounded by strong bastions and high cement walls, which are packed with countless dense buildings, shops and factories, and crowded with people and smells bad, Pudong's elves gathering area is built in an artificial forest with birds singing.

Various exquisite buildings of the elves are either built on wooden platforms on the top of the tree or located in huge trees. They are connected by suspension bridges or rope ladders, high and low, staggered, thus forming a truly three-dimensional city. Whenever the breeze blows, you can always smell the fragrance, which clearly reflects their tradition of living in harmony with nature, and is full of vitality and classical beauty.

Although there are no strict forts and bunkers among the giant trees, the city is surrounded by the traditional guardian of the elves - the ancient war tree.

On the periphery of this forest, or on the wide plain between the Elf Concession and the coastline of the Oriental Tide Flats, there is a beautiful pastoral scenery, with lush arable land, vegetable gardens and orchards, as well as windmill mills and wineries that process grains. This is also the main channel for the elves to make a living after moving to the Far East, and fresh fruits, vegetables and various agricultural products in the Shanghai Concession.

In a sense, this elves colonial town located on the other side of the world is more in line with the traditional style of the elves cherishing nature than the elves Duluxipa, who appears dirty due to excessive heavy industry on Yongju Island.

Because the forest has a beautiful environment and living conditions are far better than the noisy cities on the other side, there are also rural cobblestone paths under the elves' tree houses, and there are many low wooden houses that humans live in. There is no way, the houses built by the elves on the canopy platform are too high. Even healthy people without acrophobia, once they climb to the top of the tree that is twenty or thirty stories high and live in the bird's nest-style rattan house with air leakage on all sides, they may feel dizzy about the hanging scene under their feet, and even fall down when they are soft.

Therefore, in addition to mages who know flight and levitation techniques, or some guys who are willing to seek excitement, people are usually satisfied with standing in the shade of trees and raising their heads to admire the beautiful scenery of this forest city, rather than climbing up to disturb the peaceful life of the elves.

However, the elves on the trees often climb rope ladders or land. When they whistle across the streets, they would occasionally say hello to the pedestrians below. Compared with the live-and-death hostile atmosphere of the Old Great 6, residents of all ethnic groups get along very harmoniously here.

Obviously, the elves here are also very satisfied with their leisurely life now and do not want any changes.

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At the bottom of a giant world tree by the Huangpu River, someone used a sunken natural tree to face the beautiful scenery in front of the river, and built a elves-style elf-style trunk with vines and wooden boards. At the door of the bar, there were huge signs written in more than ten different languages, and in the blooming shop, there were also elves girls wearing traditional trees chatting, playing cards, or flirting with the slender and pretty elf hostess. The melancholy Lieutenant General of the Golden Elf, with the afterglow of the sunset and the faint light, silently flirting with the Far East Global Times in his hand. Today's front-page headline is the upcoming elf civil war between the Spice Islands and Yongju Island.

"...According to the special report of our newspaper's special reporter, Sister Daqifenni, from Yongju Island, after experiencing extremely long debates and dealings, the Elf Queen, the Elf Elders' House and the generals of the 6th Army finally reached a consensus. On April 20, the original Governor Raphael of the Spice Islands was exempted from all positions, and the rebellion against the rebels of the Spice Islands was officially issued.

The Spice Islands, which announced their independence, have also used this nearly one year of buffering time to work hard to prepare for war and form a considerable army... It is expected that there will be the largest elf civil war in history since the Crown War 14,000 years ago, and exploded in the Spice Islands this year. Regarding this victory, major casinos in the concession have set odds, please refer to the third edition for details...

Regarding the various international impacts that this matter may cause, this newspaper invited the famous international critic, Professor Jakenske of the Department of Journalism of Deepwater City University, who was invited by this newspaper last month, to give a special speech at the Golden Ball Theater on Wutong Street next Friday. Interested readers are welcome to come and support..."

Just as Lieutenant General Daniel was flipping through this international news report full of gloating tone, the more he read it, the more melancholy he felt and sad, a hearty laugh suddenly sounded behind him like thunder.

"...Hahaha, General Daniel is here to drink to drown his sorrows again today? Are you not afraid of drinking to drown his sorrows even more worried?"

The golden elf Lieutenant General, who was unconscious, suddenly shook his neck by the loud voice, and even a few drops of beer in his hand were splashed onto the newspaper. When he came to his senses, he looked up and saw an extremely alternative Taoist priest, who was on the roadside not far ahead, greeting him with a smile.

However, after identifying the identity of the person, the called Lieutenant General Daniel couldn't help but feel cold behind him, and then rolled his eyes and sighed.
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