1120 A Cape City 5yr

Translator: Transn, Meh, Transn_IOLEditor: Meh, Transn

"Here comes the ship, chaps! Get going!" Simbady hollered while wringing his fist in the air.
"Yup!" The Fishbone clansmen all swarmed toward the dock and commenced working. Some of them went to fix cables while some build springboards. Although everything seemed to be a chaos at the first glance, everybody knew what they were doing. These clansmen were as good as experienced sailors. It was uninmaginable that just a year and a half ago, they had never been to the sea, let alone working on a ship.
The ship was quickly unloaded.
"Simbady, they say we can load the ship now!"
"Red or black, and how many for each, do you know?"
"Rest assured. I wrote it all down on the back of my hand!"
"Great! Let's begin!"
The word "black" was the term they used specifically to describe the black water of the Styx River, which was the only product produced at the Endless Cape. Nonetheless, as the mine gradually expanded, Sand Nationals found two more underground streams bearing two different color