After a few hours of traveling over the past few days, Quagmire had arrived at his chosen place where he would build his base. He had also earned plenty of money, as he now possessed fifteen thousand six hundred gold coins in profit; the gold coins used in upgrades and restocking were already deducted from the current balance.
Standing before him was an enormous connecting mountain, as if surrounding the central area in which he stood. Along its sides was a river that was deep enough for ships to travel and for ports to be built. Its depths were comparable to the Nile River at its height, and to this day, it still thrived with unknown life and, moreover, resources that were waiting to be exploited.
