I Have a Sailing Game

With some doubts in his mind, Fernar set off under Rogel’s arrangement.

And Rogel turned his attention to the current Black Tide Secret Society Territory

After several years, coupled with rapid development, the entire Black Tide Secret Society Territory naturally underwent earthshaking changes.

The most notable change was the architectural style on this island, from the original medieval stone style to neatly arranged wooden structures, with black smoke slowly rising from the factories into the sky.

Due to a relatively prosperous and content life, most people’s clothing style and lifestyle have also changed accordingly, with more elegantly dressed gentlemen and ladies appearing.

Among them are wealthy local merchants, as well as adventurers who made a fortune from their voyages.

Although Rogel had things to do, he wasn’t in a rush, after all, just waking from a deep sleep and leaving in haste seemed too impulsive.

He strolled and chatted with Lina while observing this continuously developing island.

During these years, Rogel could accompany Lina through his descent body, but this kind of intangible presence always felt lacking.

Hmm... Rogel had almost made up for what was missing in these last two days...

"Mira’s library is just up ahead." Lina blinked, her face glowing rosy and vibrant, pointing at a large building in front.

After entering this building, they soon saw a familiar face at the front desk.

"Captain Rogel? You’re awake?" Kadi said with some surprise.

Rogel shrugged: "There are lots of things to do next, if I didn’t wake up, I might have died in my dreams... How’s the big library coming along?"

Kadi scratched his head: "Construction is proceeding smoothly, and the book collection is not bad, but... Mira still seems unsatisfied, and she’s not on the island right now, went out."

Speaking of this, he spread his hands helplessly.

In fact, his initial plan was not to help Mira guard this big library.

But there was no choice; that girl even threatened him with King Ladi’s lifelong reputation to force him to help.

No choice, Kadi could only temporarily stay in the big library, planning to leave once his biography was finished.

Hearing that Mira was not in the big library, Rogel closed his eyes, his immense Spiritual Power meticulously scanning every corner and every book.

Before long, the information of the entire library’s books was fully stored in his mind.

Of course, this was only a memory of the basic understanding of these books’ categories and content.

To thoroughly comprehend all the books’ content, Rogel would need some more time.

After all, it was likely the largest library in the entire Sea of Confession.

After chatting with Kadi for a while.

Rogel left with Lina.

Mira and Noemi were not on Scot Island, the former went out on business, and the latter was attending a food festival over at Sphincter...

While wandering around the streets.

Rogel was actually observing the entire Scott City District’s outlook.

Hmm, thanks to the relative spread of magic potion technology, at least in terms of food, it was enough for the island’s population.

Yet...

Rogel suddenly frowned, looking at a small alley ahead.

In that alley, a group of ragged, emaciated children huddled together.

Their eyes sunken, their expressions carrying fatigue and numbness.

Yet before them stood a similarly skinny, but fierce-eyed middle-aged beggar, who was continuously scolding them.

"What are you hesitating for? Just because that girl was a bit nice to you, you dare not strike? Then have you thought about what your sister will eat tonight?"

"These damn rich people, even if they crush and toss their surplus food into the gutter, they won’t spare us even a bit, to survive, we must be ruthless!"

"But... when we beg, many people still give us food..." the boy being scolded murmured reluctantly.

The middle-aged beggar, hearing this, flashed a moment of helplessness in his eyes but maintained his anger: "You little brat still dare to argue?"

"Can you ensure that everyone will give you food?"

"Pinning your hopes of survival on others is the beginning of death!"

Seeing this scene, Rogel fell silent.

Judging by the expressions of the middle-aged beggar and the children, they seemed to have been beggars for quite some time.

And this middle-aged beggar was unquestionably trying to teach these kids how to struggle to survive.

"What’s wrong?" Lina looked at his expression, slightly curious.

Rogel shook his head slightly.

He wasn’t feeling remorse or guilt over witnessing this scene; it was more a poignant reflection.

It seems, in any world where there are people and society, there will be exploitation and oppression.

Of course, Rogel was somewhat gratified, because after wandering for so long, he had only encountered this one alley scene.

Apart from that, there were a few loafers and vagrants, but their plight was due to their own reasons.

What Rogel wanted to address were some external causes.

Even if these external causes were still few, just an idea, he intended to eliminate them entirely.

Just as he was deep in thought.

A little beggar happened to walk out of the alley, discreetly observing Rogel and Lina’s attire before stealthily approaching them.