Pirate's Brood Order

Chapter 32

The corpse that had settled for the night exudes a stench, and the fatty maggots multiplied quickly. Fick, William, and the ship’s doctor Sang individually wrapped a rag around their cheeks, frowning and strenuously moving the corpse.

The dead are far heavier than the living.

On the turbulent sea, the lonely Via floated aimlessly in the sea breeze, one after another corpses was thrown down, and blood-black holes were smashed into the sea, and they were quickly filled. cover.

The sea can always tolerate evil easily.

The bloody and rancid flesh from the corpse spread under the water, and the maggots that floated and detached floated on the sea desperately, and the mottled Linlin dotted on the aftermath of the stern sailing.

The corpse fell down, and the schools of carnivorous fish were quickly attracted over, frantically biting at the feast that fell from the sky. The colorful schools of fish surrounded the corpse, and the next moment they suddenly dispersed in shock.

There were dull waves in the distance, terrible ripples agitated in the sea, and some small fish that could not dodge were immediately stunned, and the belly of the fish rose up. Soon, a huge mouth opened, sucking in terror. The force pulled the corpse and the school of fish to be sucked in.

The mouth is closed, the elliptical fish head, and the jagged teeth are connected into a line up to 2 meters long, like a stitched white zipper, with only a black round eye in the center of the fish head.

It was attracted by the bloody smell of the corpse.

On the Via, there was a chill, and Yarlin’s face was also faintly pale. He looked down and could see a huge shadow swimming under the sea, the majestic shadow covering the entire bottom of the ship.

It is floating.

The sound of the rumbling waves, the sloshing and shaking of the Via, the wooden hull groaned “crunchy”, the sea seemed to be cracked from the middle, the terrifying sea beast showed half of its figure, and the black eyes stared indifferently. With the Via.

Time seemed to stop, and there was a dead silence.

After a while, the black eyes slowly sank, the sea returned to calm, the body of the Via stopped shaking, and the three William and the three were lying on the deck like collapse.

Standing at the bow of the boat, Yallin was dripping with cold sweat on his back, and the skin under his gloves was raised with black stripes and knotted hideously.

“The danger in this calm sea is far more terrifying than imagined.” Yarlin had a lingering fear. He slowly stopped his mind, but his face was still a bit ugly.

Sea beast? Aquaman class?

stupidly can not tell!

In the memory searched by the original body, the knowledge is poor and pitiful, and Yarlin can’t tell which category the terrifying monster belongs to.

However, no matter which category it belongs to, for him now, it is definitely the superior existence of the food chain.

“Do you still throw it down?” Fick asked Yarlin with trembling teeth.

“Do you want to provoke it back?” Yarlin said irritably, “Forget it, wrap up the rest of the bed and put it in the bottom compartment.”

The ship doctor and William did so.

Yarlin thought for a while and continued to order: “The blood on the deck has solidified, so I don’t have to scrub it, just endure it first.”

The three nodded and agreed with Yarlin’s arrangement.

After assigning the miscellaneous work to the three of Fick, Yallin went in and out of the rooms and counted the supplies on the Via.

Time passed quickly.

All the supplies were moved together. It is said that the supplies are actually some drinks and food. If calculated by the weight of four people, it can be said to be sufficient to support 3 months.

The premise is that these foods will not spoil, but even if the worst is considered, one month can probably survive, and the rest is resigned.

William, the ship doctor, and Fick naturally didn’t know how to sail. Although Yallin had participated in maritime smuggling in his previous life, the world had already passed the era of compass-pointing. He was facing such an “old age”. The product is also more than enough but not enough.

Besides, there is no chart. The only thing Yallin can do is to keep the course in the same direction as much as possible.

Then there is gold and silver wealth.

This is mainly concentrated under Via’s bed, there are five chests of treasures, various gold and silver objects, red, black and blue gems, and some banknotes that are beginning to mold, and finally some strange objects.

It’s really obtained from the looting of the Via for several years, but Yallin can’t judge the value of it. He doesn’t know the price of precious metals in this world, and it is difficult to judge the fineness of these gold and silver with the naked eye, not to mention the last box. It’s a weird thing.

For example, a dark gray arrow made of unknown materials, a cracked golden mask, a copper-brown wine glass, a half-black half-hundred coin, a rusty iron box… these things just caught your eye. It is easy to be classified as rubbish, but since Via solemnly collected them in a box and put them together with the boxes with gold and silver hidden, Yarlin would naturally not rashly dispose of them as rubbish.

Yallin rummaged in it casually. He raised the iron box and placed it in front of him for a close scrutiny. The rusty mottled faintly could see the inscribed complex patterns, the lines and claws entwined with the tentacles that looked like the twisted roots of plants, on the iron box. The lock was hung, and it was just a decoration. Yarlin applied a little force, and the lock bounced open, and there was a black bump the size of a baby’s fist embedded in it.

“This is a walnut?”

One end of the walnut is sunken inward, as if there should have been a piece of it connected there, but now it is gone, Yarlin is not very sure.

He was ready to put it back in the box. At this moment, a black line in his eyes flashed and he stopped.

“Do you want this thing?”

In his consciousness, Astur’s thoughts were conveyed, and Yarlin was taken aback for a moment: “What is this thing for?”

The exchange of consciousness abruptly ceased.

Yarlin didn’t feel annoyed either. He wiped the walnut lightly and stuffed it into his pocket. The iron box was thrown back into the box. This time Astur Bader didn’t respond. He could be sure that all he wanted was this walnut. .

Continue to dig.

Pick up, throw away; pick up, throw away; pick up, throw away… Repeat until a coin is sandwiched between your right hand.

The coin is half black and half white, with an eight-clawed spider on the front and a weeping face on the back, giving people a strange and unknown feeling.

(Eunian Coin: The dead who are entangled by the curse of doom cannot be freed, and cannot be drawn at this stage.)

“…Learning?”

Yallin was astonished. He stared at the coin in his hand with weird eyes. Poverty limited his imagination and he couldn’t draw it at this stage. In other words, this coin could also be drawn.

Is to draw! Not swallowed!

“Interesting, what will I get if I take a coin of Ernian?” Yarlin touched the crying face with his fingers, thoughtfully.