A rare magical miracle in the world

Chapter 51: Chapter 38 Pirates (Please Recommend)

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“Nice place.”

Listening to his uncle’s description, Bailuo made such a comment.

“Hmm?”

The uncle, who was steering, furrowed his brows slightly, having noticed something, and promptly said to Bailuo, “Tell the kids from the Baiying Family to send the eagles to scout. I think something’s not right!”

“What is it?”

“Seems like there are people.”

After saying that, the uncle immediately mocked himself, “Well, it’s been so many years, we all know this is a good place, not to mention others.”

“Has this island already been occupied?”

“In the worst-case scenario, yes.”

The uncle was concise. He looked at Bailuo and asked, “What do you plan to do?”

Bailuo hesitated only slightly, but when his gaze fell upon the children of Yatun, he gave a resolute answer.

“Battle!”

The People of Yatun had no way back; they had to move forward, and could only move forward.

Anyone who stood in their way would either submit or become the dust of history, crushed under the relentless wheel named Yatun.

“Perhaps, it’s not necessarily the worst-case scenario.”

The uncle had his own guess. The biggest reason he led the People of Yatun to this island was because he felt that the island was more suitable for Yatun’s development.

“Chirp—”

About half a day passed, and at noon, the white eagles returned.

After landing on the island, they separated and, at their fastest speed, spent several hours inspecting the whole island.

Blessed by the Miracle Power of Lilith, the white eagles were not lacking in intelligence; though they still could not speak, when faced with the uncle’s questions, they could express their answers by nodding or shaking their heads.

“Roughly how many people are there? Hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands?”

The people on this island did not have Bailuo’s Initial Sprout Holy Pouch, and relying only on the trash crops of Miracle Continent, their food production was nowhere near that abundant.

Generally speaking, at least five acres were needed to sustain one person.

Therefore, the population on the island definitely would not exceed fifty thousand.

But even so, for the People of Yatun, it was still a considerable challenge; they were really too few in number.

“Eh?”

However, the answer surprised Bailuo. It was the uncle who showed a knowing smile: “Just over a thousand? That few?”

” How could there be so few!”

Bailuo said to the white eagles, “Everyone’s lives and fortunes are in your hands; don’t mislead me!”

Several white eagles seemed hesitant, but the Silver Eagle, as the leader, raised its head and looked at Bailuo with unwavering determination, as if to say—if there’s an error, you can cook me!

“Good! That’sbrave!”

Bailuo looked at his uncle and asked, “Uncle, what do you think is the situation on this island?”

“It’s not much different from what I expected.”

“Such an island cannot possibly be occupied, let alone developed.”

As for the reason, the uncle simply stated two words, immediately resolving everyone’s doubts: “Pirates!”

This island was indeed a good place.

But precisely because of its desirability, it was hard to develop, as the waters were too far from the mainland.

It stood alone overseas, in a position difficult for any country to control.

“This sea region is frequented by pirates.”

The uncle explained to everyone: “They plunder passing merchant ships as well as the citizens of nearby islands. Even if people live here today, it cannot last long.”

“Because pirates will visit time and time again until they make it their territory.”

“Then why did you still choose this place, old man?”

Inya suddenly asked such a question, and everyone was curious.

After all, the uncle was always strategic, and he wouldn’t make such a mistake. Whatever the uncle did, there was sure to be a purpose and benefit.

“Is there anything wrong with choosing this place?”

The uncle said to the People of Yatun, “Complacency breeds disaster. If there were truly no pressure, it would be a disservice to you.”

Indeed, if even the threat of pirates were gone, wouldn’t it turn the People of Yatun into flowers in a greenhouse?

“Are you afraid of the pirates?”

The uncle’s questioning instantly stimulated everyone.

“Hahaha.”

“Merely pirates.”

“Kill them all!”

Although the People of Yatun were mostly women, even the boys and girls declared that the pirates were nothing to fear.

If they dared to come, no matter how many, they would be slaughtered!

The People of Yatun were never weak; they loved battle and craved war!

To live in peace here for a decade or two would make the People of Yatun uncomfortable in their own skin.

Without a worthy opponent, what’s the point?

“Alright, now comes our first test.”

The uncle had the ship stop and asked Lilith to cast the Invisibility Spell on it, to avoid being detected by the pirates.

“Over there, there are more than a thousand pirates.”

Pointing to the island in front, the uncle said, “They’re different from the people we encountered before.”

“Few among them are civilians, and even less are good people; they are all desperate felons who risk their lives by the blade’s edge!”

Land mercenaries or sea robbers, there was no difference to them.

“This also means that you may be facing thousands of enemies,” the uncle said: “Over a thousand, even close to two thousand fighting adults!”

“And us…”

The uncle gestured around: “Even if we let the women join the battle, all together, we don’t even number thirty.”

Thirty against a thousand, two thousand, even three thousand!

“Is it difficult to fight against such odds?”

“To fight against a hundred with one!”

Inya may not be very capable, but she was exceedingly arrogant: “I can take on two hundred myself, alright?”

“If Inya can take on two hundred, then I can take on three hundred.”

“I can handle five hundred!”

“A thousand at the very least!”

“No need for thirty people, ten of us can annihilate them!”

There’s a kind of arrogance called the People of Yatun.