The Dark Elves had felled trees on a grand scale to build ships, leaving very little woodland on Dark Spirit Island. But with those stone buildings added to the mix, Zhou Xu found the island had a flavor all its own at first glance.
But Lytle didn't understand these things very well. Seeing how bare Dark Spirit Island was, neither lush with trees like Elf Forest nor bristling with high-rises like Great Zhou, he saw nothing but barrenness wherever he looked. He could only feel that the Dark Elves were living rather miserable lives, and for a moment, a touch of melancholy truly welled up inside him.
In reality, although the Dark Elves had spent all these years exposed to wind and sun at sea, their lives couldn't really be called bitter. At the very least, they rarely went hungry.
The story of the Dark Elves mentioned that after going out to sea, they made their living by fishing.
Since Eredar and the others had already found Dark Spirit Island by following the story, after landing on the island, they naturally followed the story as well, beginning to weave fishing nets and head out to sea to fish.
In this era, sea fish had yet to be caught on a massive scale, and aquatic resources were abundant. Combined with some fruits and vegetables grown on the island, plus a little grain planted here and there, it was enough to fill the Dark Elves' bellies.
After disembarking from Destroyer 004 and setting foot on Dark Spirit Island, the first thing Zhou Xu intended to do was undoubtedly to take a look at the Dark Elves' land of inheritance. But Eredar stopped walking, simultaneously shooting a glance at Lytle, who had followed behind them.
Zhou Xu immediately understood.
"Um... Lytle, why don't