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Chapter 202 Planning To Develop The Island

The aircraft carrier slowly opened a large circle around the Bay of Islands, the sea was calm and blue, and the clouds in the sky stretched freely.

Before I knew it, the sun was about to set, and the afterglow of the setting sun elongated the shadow of the island.

But at dusk, when the valleys and rivers are bathed in golden sunset light, this golden light seems to turn all the surrounding seascapes into golden color, and this golden light seems to permeate the universe.

The setting sun has already fallen halfway up the mountain, and a sunset glow is blooming at dusk, and a few birds are flying towards the sunset.

The twilight was dark, and from the distant mountains that were still covered by the evening light, it quietly and quickly approached. Such as the pool of dusk seen from the train window, distant, lonely, fleeting, pale in the twilight.

The sea is a friend who never hates! Perhaps the mighty tide pushes on the shore, as if to swallow the land. Maybe it's more than the waves that are sent towards the beach, maybe it's deadly still, not even a single ripple can rise. But the vastness, the vast azure blue, until it unites with the azure blue of the sky, will never change!

"It would be very good to develop an island project."

After some thought, Yang Rui painted the mountains, harbours, ships, islands, houses, utensils, stars, horses, men and women on the island. He found that the vertical and horizontal lines he patiently sketched actually merged into the appearance of the city.

Large and small coral islands, like pearls, are inlaid on the green sea, making the sea more beautiful.

Under the colorful cliffs, huge waves rolled up white foam and devoured the beach. The wind of the tree strait on the cliff blew an arc of similar curvature, like stranded waves scattered everywhere.

This white island far from the city is a grim wonderland. At the junction of mountains and seas, that green barrier is mangroves. It is particularly eye-catching, adding a landscape to the sky and the archipelago.

The island is like a small rock in the sea. Its strange cliffs, beautiful and attractive beaches, and turbulent sea make Yang Rui feel the magic of nature.

Initially, the lines drawn by these islets were blurred, broken, and disconnected! A segregated land here, an isolated little port that, and a remote bay beyond. Then, the land discovered in the past complemented each other, the line and the line were connected, the dotted line on the map became a solid line, the harbour showed a definite bow-shaped coast, the cape was connected to the definite coastal land, and finally, a new continent , There are lakes, rivers, rivers, mountains, valleys, plains, villages, towns, cities, splendid and magnificent, unfolding on the earth.

Yang Rui looked around, surrounded by a vast sea of ​​fog, the mountains in the distance, the big trees and buildings below the mountains, all seemed to have sunk to the bottom of the sea, only the towering peaks, like islands in the sea of ​​fog, stood in the vast on the sea.

He looked down again, and it was a book about pirates. He was not interested in the previous part. Parts of the book write about the habitats of seabirds; about "solitary rocks and seas" where only seabirds live; headlands"; about the coasts of islands from south to north: there, the great whirlpools of the sea , Roaring around the island in the polar bare and desolate. And the turbulent waves of the ocean, poured into the violent archipelago.

The only landing site was on the first low-lying area on the east coast of the island, where there were a few fishermen's houses, most of which were left after the war, which formed a village. A depression there, protected by a small breakwater. The sea here is calm and there are two boats moored there. The island is quiet, the scenery is stunning, and the morning light is leaking from the water vapor layer by layer

Sprinkled on the roofs of stacked houses, the masts of white sailboats and gray fishing boats stand on the pier.

The aircraft carrier sailed into the long and narrow strait between the archipelagos, and there were continuous coastlines on both sides. You could see the dark-colored peaks on the island, and the white fog and shadowy houses surrounding the mountainside. Mast-lined fishing port. The islands have a majestic continental feel. A shallow arc of gray-blue water waves surrounds a delicate small island in the vast ocean. The island is full of shrubs and seabirds, towering coconut trees swaying in the moist sea breeze (Zhao's).

The sky is dark, with only scattered starlight, and the deep sea behind it. It looks a bit terrifying at night. It seems to be connected to the sky. It is endless and has no boundaries.

Every sea in this world is different, with currents, colors, salinity, and creatures inside. Some seas give Yang Rui a very romantic and comfortable feeling, and some seas may kill him.

Yang Rui wanted to go to the northern part of the ocean, and he wanted to go all the way north to see the polar ice caps. But he will eventually return to his favorite sea...

The project including the early development of the island has been deeply imprinted in Yang Rui's plan. .