The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 92: Changing seas

Chapter 1024 The changes in the world

Although more than a hundred years have passed, the urban layout has completely changed.

However, Isaac could still barely find traces of the past... After all, this port city was originally the place where he was born.

Annan followed him, watching Isaac go into alleys that were familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar, thinking and recalling, looking for long-gone memories.

"I still remember this place...this should have been a broken wall."

As Isaac walked through the alley with Annan, he stretched out his hand and gestured in the middle of the alley: "It's only about one meter high, and there is a dent on it for some reason. It's like a long-handled hammer being struck by Traces of smashing."

"Break the wall, but not completely?"

Annan asked jokingly: "In that case, it is very suitable to climb over when escaping. If you ambush under the corner, you might be able to kill a few."

"Maybe that's true."

Issac nodded instead. He stretched out his hand to support the beautiful and neat white stone walls around him, feeling nostalgic: "If I remember correctly, this place should have been the houses of residents. There is some dirt on the walls. In addition to dried blood, there are also Excrement. And the markings drawn on walls by thieves and pirates - in addition to conveying messages, are also used by undercover agents to exchange intelligence.

"But now, it has become a bakery. The one next door has become a seller of shell products... What is that called, a souvenir shop?"

As Isaac said this, he hurried forward.

He was not seeking an answer from Annan.

Just because of everything around him, there has been a huge change from the city in Isaac's childhood impression.

It was only then that Isaac realized one thing very clearly.

That is, since Isaac left the city... until he died and was reborn, he never came back.

Everything in the "Black Sail Town" in front of him was different from the "Red Sail Town" in his memory.

The people of the past are gone, the buildings are gone, and even the name of the town has changed... Except that it is indeed the same place geographically, Isaac can't even find any trace of the past.

Annan turned his attention to Isaac who was walking in front and stared at him intently.

But Isaac ignored Annan.

He just looked at everything around him...as if he was trying to dissect the projections of the past.

But the harder he tried to recall the past, the paler his words became: "I still remember this place...ah, yes, that's right. This was not a square originally. It was originally blocked by two walls, forming a square. Sharp Angle Alley, a pile of garbage is piled up here. We call this 'Stinky Alley'. Those gangs will dump the corpses directly here, and they will emit a very smelly smell after decomposition.

"I still remember here... Yes, in this alley, there used to be an old man with a sick mind. The children on this street were all afraid of him. Some said he ate children, and some said he held hands in his hands. There is a life. Some people say that he is an old killer who failed to assassinate the wizard.

"But I'm not afraid of him, because I heard that he used to be an inventor. Later, because of something, I think he may have offended someone and fell to this and went crazy, or maybe he was pretending to be crazy. But in short...who I know."

Isaac speaks very fast. And faster and faster.

His pupils trembled slightly, as if he was confused or panicked.

Excitement, nervousness, nostalgia, sadness, uneasiness...the ever-changing strong emotions plunged Isaac's brain into chaos.

Even Isaac himself didn't know what the tidal wave of emotions in his heart was.

In a sense, "Black Sail Town" is not much different from "Hong Sail Town" more than a hundred years ago.

The fish market still smells the same. Gambling stalls still deal in human lives. Large and small gangs of pirates are still running rampant. There are still the same number of people coming and going.

Some people became rich overnight, while others became penniless in an instant. On the one hand, under the threat of the "supervisors" of the mounted police and gangs, everyone enjoys a relatively safe and stable life in the sunshine area... but after nightfall, it turns into a chaotic and noisy lawless zone.

Nothing has changed from before.

But...

The dilapidated alleys became tidy, and the old and dirty houses were bulldozed and rebuilt. People's clothes are no longer as shabby as they were a hundred years ago. There are no longer children pushing iron racks with various fish hanging on the streets. Children controlled by gangs, begging or stealing are also gone.

At least on the surface, "Black Sail Town" has indeed improved a lot.

However, it is completely different from the "Red Sail Town" in Isaac's impression.

Isaac suddenly became silent.

Without saying a word, he carefully took Annan around the streets of Black Sail Town. It was as if he was lost, and he kept turning back; he seemed to have a clear goal, and he was looking for something.

Suddenly, Isaac's steps stopped.

The person who appeared in front of Annan was the middle-aged man who was dragged behind the horse after being beaten.

The man's face was so **** that it was almost impossible to see his original appearance. The grit is embedded in the flesh and perhaps in the bones.

He might be dead, or he might just be in a coma. He was tied under a streetlight, his head hung low.

And a little boy whose legs and ankles were loosely tied with a rope, and another little girl whose feet were also tied, were being held captive by a thin and tall white mask with an exaggerated smile on his face. The men carried them around, one on the left and the other on the right.

The tall man reached out and put his hands on the shoulders of the two children. Or it can be said that it was placed on their necks.

His hands were so big that it looked as if he could easily break the necks of the two children. His brown pupils looked like solidified and dried blood.

The two children did not cry loudly, nor did they behave hysterically.

The little girl just lowered her head and sobbed quietly, while the little boy stared at the middle-aged man who didn't know whether he was dead or not with a complex look that was mixed with sadness, resentment, and pain.

There was a circle of people around.

The people gathered in the innermost circle are all men with relatively thin bodies and relatively dark skin. They were all wearing loose jackets with lots of metal zippers and expressionless faces with their hands behind their backs.

There are also a few men and women who are over two meters tall and look very fat~IndoMTL.com~, with strange spikes hanging on each shoulder like machine gun bullets.

Behind the tall man, there were some dealers with good figures, mysterious temperament and beautiful faces standing together.

Although it was the first time for Annan to see this scene.

But thanks to the "childhood" that Isaac told him before, he immediately recognized it - this was the "gambling stall" that Isaac had mentioned before.

...But wasn’t that gambling stall owner’s entire family killed?

"Are they still open?"

Annan exclaimed: "That is really a century-old store."

"...No."

Isaac suddenly spoke.

His voice was low: "We have passed by that gambling stall before... It has now been converted into a clinic.

"And here...here, a hundred years ago...

"...is my home."

(End of this chapter)