Infrastructure Craze (BL) (Full English Translation)

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Chapter 62: Vision of the Trading Center

The merchants, seeing the distant glow, almost simultaneously stopped in their tracks. What on earth could emit such a dazzling light that was so bright it made it difficult to open one's eyes?

Could they have taken the wrong path? This didn't seem like the rumored desolate Crimson City, but rather, had they encountered some sort of miracle?

It was said that people who were thirsty in the desert would experience hallucinations, but they weren't thirsty, just exhausted from the journey.

When Zhuang Yu received the news, he was also stunned. Why weren't the merchants moving?

If they weren't going to move, Zhuang Yu would have to send someone to lead them in. The impromptu market at the gate of Crimson City was prepared for them.

Zhuang Yu said a few words to the patrols from the Yellow Sand Tribe, and they hurriedly ran out.

The people in the merchant caravan were still marveling, "Have you seen clearly what that is?"

"I can't see clearly, but there seems to be a city nearby. According to the map, it should be Crimson City."

Hesitating to advance, anyone facing the unknown would feel fearful, even if the light looked particularly beautiful.

At this moment, a gust of yellow sand blew in, and there seemed to be shadows in the sand. "Who dares to trespass into our Crimson City?"

The people from the Yellow Sand Tribe thought to themselves, didn't the Young Lord tell them to kindly lead the merchant caravan over? Wasn't this considered polite enough?

Before, they would have just acted directly, but now they were just talking.

However, as patrols in the desert, gathering intelligence, the people from the Yellow Sand Tribe were definitely not good guides. Their tone sounded like bandits, fierce and menacing.

As a result, the group of merchants couldn't help but shudder.

Had they encountered bandits?

But judging by their tone, it seemed like this was indeed Crimson City. However, Crimson City had always been isolated by thousands of miles of yellow sand, so no one knew what it was like.

Trembling with fear, the group of merchants quickly explained, "We are merchants from outside Tribes. We have come to Crimson City to exchange goods, with no other intentions."

The people from the Yellow Sand Tribe were stunned. What was the point of explaining this to them? If it weren't for the merchant caravan, with their little combat power, how could they have made it here? They would have been wiped out on the road countless times.

The people from the Yellow Sand Tribe remembered Zhuang Yu's instructions and said, "Follow us, but mind your manners."

The group of merchants almost shed tears. Judging by their tone, they must have encountered bandits. With so many goods, they were as good as losing everything.

The key was that they probably wouldn't be able to return either.

Countless people began to regret. They knew nothing about Crimson City and had rushed in recklessly. They had indeed been too impulsive.

But without the snowflake salt, they simply couldn't bear it any longer.

Jiao Hong and Jiao Dou watched as the people from the Yellow Sand Tribe "escorted" a group of merchants over, and they were dumbfounded. Why did it look like they had just robbed them and brought back their spoils?