My different world is game mode

The sun rises in the east.

This supposed to be a short transit trip, after a lively party on board the ship and the frightening day on Mermaid Island, finally arrived at the City of Thousand Sails, the heart of the entire Seven Seas Alliance world.

"The contract ends here!"

"Young man, if you have a chance in the future, you can come to the bottom of the sea to find me. I haven't entertained guests for a long time!"

The Kraken did not tow the ship into the harbor.

After some distance, it released the tug rope and dived to the depths of the ocean.

The fish boat relied on its last inertia to continue sailing toward the city ahead.

Lindsay stood at the bow of the boat, squinting slightly.

The first thing that catches the eye from the distance are seven towers of different colors, which correspond to the seven-color spectrum of the rainbow.

Looking at it at this moment, one can see the prosperous lines painted on the tower. At every height, the structure of the stripes itself will change significantly, but the composition theme always reflects the beauty of the corresponding colors on the tower.

Among the seven towers, the Red Tower is located in the center of the city and is the tallest and most eye-catching, like a spear pointing directly at the sun in the sky.

Other six-color towers are distributed in regular hexagons around the city.

There are also vague divisions of urban areas.

"The City of Thousand Sails..."

Lindsay murmured quietly.

As the fish boat moves forward, a clearer picture comes into view.

The entire City of Thousand Sails shines under the bright sunshine, and the high roofs of bridges and the roofs of houses also have beautiful designs of different shapes.

On the outskirts of this city of art, countless ships are parked on the sea.

The triangular flags of various colors fluttered in the wind, and swayed over everyone's heads as the waves undulated, like a swaying moving land.

Lindsay and the others were close to the urban area where the Purple Tower was located.

Two artists walking on the sea discovered them, walked over, and shouted to the boat from a distance:

"Stop, line up in an orderly manner outside! Your number is 66, and there are 65 landing ships in front of Purple Harbor..."

"Huh? The ship from Cattor Island?"

"Why are you 17 hours later than scheduled! Also, where are the seamen who towed the boat?"

Lindsay couldn't help but asked Wala Wala beside her:

"Is this place usually so lively, and there is such a long queue to enter the city?"

"Sixty-five ships will have to wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse."

Wala Wala chuckled and explained:

"normal phenomenon."

"Usually you have to wait a long time to enter the City of Thousand Sails, not to mention that now that we are preparing to hold an art festival, there will be even more guests!"

While Lindsay and Vala Vala were whispering.

The captain of the fishing boat walked all the way from the helm to the bow. The piece of red plaid silk covering his belly was particularly conspicuous.

"Both of you!"

"My ship was attacked at sea and misfortune has befallen the sea people!"

Hearing the captain's shouting, the expressions of the two artists responsible for diverting the water changed.

One of them waved forward, and the seawater under their feet became a transparent curtain, carrying the two of them to the boat:

"Under attack, and Sea Folk dead."

"what happened?"

The captain quickly explained:

"It's the fallen artist who controls the Red Sea mermaids!"

"We were lucky here. The people on the boat cooperated with each other and found a giant sea beast, and they dragged us out."

"..."

"Another degenerate artist."

"These people really don't know how to behave all the time. They are holding an art festival and causing trouble outside."

The two artists guiding the water looked at each other.

Then one person sighed, jumped into the sea, and turned back towards the city port.

The other person stayed on the ship to continue exchanging information with the captain.

Not long after.

A loud and passionate trombone sounded from the distant port, and the entire sea shook instantly.

The ships lined up in front of the port remained motionless, but the seawater split up on its own and opened a straight channel.

The unpowered fishing boat did not need to be towed. A wave of water rose from the bottom of the boat and dragged the boat forward until it reached the edge of the harbor.

Lindsay joked to Wala Wala beside her:

"Does this count as queue-jumping?"

The girl shrugged:

"I suppose this is some consolation after the attack?"

Lindsay continued to ask:

"In a situation like ours, are we being questioned harshly when we enter the city?"

Wala Wala shook her head slightly:

"This kind of thing is not unusual, just follow the normal procedures."

"Looking further afield, even if these people went to Mermaid Island to search, the previous artists would probably have escaped long ago."

Woo——

Another loud trombone sound sounded.

The summer wind blew across the sea and turned into two gentle giant hands, holding the fish boat securely. Even the cable was fastened firmly and stretched tightly on the sea.

With Lindsay's excellent hearing, she soon heard people outside discussing in low voices.

"Why did they jump in line?"

"A bunch of hapless guys who were attacked by degenerate artists, come here and make a record."

"It seems like one of them was taken advantage of by the Red Sea mermaid?"

"That's good, we have to call the doctor over. The last time I saw a man give birth was in the spring of a year ago."

"..."

Passengers on the fish boat who received special treatment were quickly ushered off the boat.

However, this time there was no display of any special skills. Instead, he honestly set up a springboard and let people file off.

They were picked up at the port office.

A total of 7 offices opened their doors to register their information respectively.

When it's Lindsay's turn.

Wala Wala hugged his arm without hesitation, and they walked in together.

The person responsible for receiving them was a young man.

There is a thick stack of paper on the left side of the other party's desk, and a form with filled in information on the right side.

He looked up and asked for information about Lindsay and Vala Vala.

Finally, after asking for a name, I couldn’t help but complain:

"Forget it with a feminine name like Lindsay, but, you...Walawala?"

"What the hell kind of name is this?"

Wala Wala smiled and replied:

"I remember here in the Purple Zone, there are people called Summer Grapes. Is my name okay?"

The man who asked raised his eyebrows:

"Are you all locals?"

Wala Wala pointed at herself and then at Lindsay:

"I am, he is not."

Lindsay took the initiative and said:

"I come from the hidden frontier, a fringe world opened up by the expedition team."

"Oh, that's rare." The young man ignored Wala Wala and turned his slightly teasing gaze to Lindsay, "You weren't pregnant when you were attacked by the mermaid, were you?"

Lindsay naturally shook her head:

"No."

The other party continued to ask:

"You two are both awakened ones."

Lindsay replied:

"Yes, I am a gamer, stage 4."

Wala Wala then introduced herself:

"Essence, Stage 5."

"..."

The registration process was smooth sailing.

As Wala Wala said, this is just a routine inquiry.

Only when the girl mentioned her skills, the man fell into a brief silence and asked her to stay for a while and take the initiative to go next door to get new materials.

Lindsay came out first and waited outside the gate of the port office.

He stood at the door and waited for several minutes under the scorching sun.

Pedestrians passing by the port wear different makeup.

There are warriors wearing armor and swords who are not afraid of the hot summer; there are also young men and women who are dressed coolly, as if they are on vacation; and there are also serious passers-by who are dressed strictly like ascetic monks.

"..."

"Sir, could you stand here a little longer?"

At this time, a voice sounded.

Lindsay turned around and saw that it was the opening of a stone statue on the edge of the port office door!

This stone statue is shaped like a human being and is quite beautifully designed.

But also because it was made by professional stonemasons, under the influence of excellent skills, the other party also gained activity.

At this time, it was complaining to Lindsay:

"Sir, do you know? I have been standing here for 16 years, and I have not escaped the wind and sun for a second!"

"This is really not a good feeling!"