met free Chapter 170 Using a borrowed knife to kill
Chapter 170 Using a borrowed knife to kill
Chapter 170 Using a borrowed knife to kill
Inside the cabin, Chris lit a candle and continued studying "The Guide to Destiny".
It took him a lot of effort to find the book.
The green-eyed man who cut off his ear traded this book, which contained power, for a large pile of leaves when he passed through the first green-eyed tribe.
The green-eyed people have no written language and do not understand the true value of books.
However, books were still exchanged for goods, presumably because they regarded the written words as some kind of totem symbol.
As for the leaves, Chris didn't understand their value either.
The green-eyed person would take a few leaves, tear them into pieces, stuff them into a small, folded funnel-like object, and then light the leaves with fire.
At this point, the green-eyed person will put the protruding part of their mouth into their own mouth and suck it in sharply, their expression often becoming very satisfied.
Even his eyes rolled back.
After that, the air they exhaled became murky and foul-smelling, and Chris would choke every time he smelled it.
Chris also discovered that people who liked to suck on burnt leaves often had black teeth.
He didn't understand why the green-eyed people did these things; even if it was a traditional custom, it was still too strange.
Since Chris married Passamacodi's sister, many people have invited him to experience it, but he has refused them all.
The green-eyed man would roll his eyes at Chris and then quickly leave.
When Chris found out where the books were and wanted to get them back, Passamacodi resolutely refused him.
It is estimated that Passamacodi considered this to be a worthless item.
For the next few nights, Chris served Passamacodi's sister very diligently.
Only after his wife pleaded on his behalf did Passamacodi finally send someone to retrieve the book for Chris.
Chris has now read more than half of the book and has mastered more sophisticated methods for interpreting fate.
His own strength should have grown enough for him to interpret his new destiny.
But Chris didn't rush into action. After reflecting on his past experiences, Chris discovered a problem.
That is, although interpreting fate will lead him to an upward trajectory in destiny.
However, once he began to interpret, his future seemed to be drawn by something, and regardless of whether it came from his heart, he was always getting closer and closer to the end of the interpretation.
His first reading of fate gave Chris the opportunity to impersonate the slave king.
This time, Chris discovered the presence of spices.
Chris believes that if he uses his power again, he will reach even greater heights in his life.
Could one even become a nobleman?
But before that, Chris wanted to enjoy himself first.
Damn it, I absolutely have to go to a high-class brothel and indulge myself for a few days.
Even so, Chris decided he had to study the book carefully.
Just for that ability to sense the changing trends of fate, it's absolutely worth Chris pouring his heart and soul into it.
Suddenly, a green-eyed person came to Chris's side and spoke to him in the language of green eyes:
"The Great Chieftain is calling for you."
Chris nodded and followed the man to the captain's cabin to meet Passamacodi.
This is the very ship that brought Chris to the New World.
Chris thought of it immediately after escaping through the new gate that day.
The pirates were all killed by the green-eyed man, so the ship should still be moored in the same place.
As it turned out, Chris's idea was correct.
Chris brought all the green-eyed people onto the ship, and the captain's cabin was naturally requisitioned by Passamacodi.
There are also spices.
Chris had them pour the spices into the standard wooden crates in the ship's hold, filling twenty large crates in total.
He grinned from ear to ear, as if he were seeing twenty chests of gold.
No! It's even more valuable than gold!
That damned kid is worth a thousand gold coins, but these fragrant crops are probably worth even more.
Chris went up to the deck, where many green-eyed people were lying sprawled out, seemingly still unable to shake off their seasickness.
The Green-Eyed People do not build sailboats; rafts and small boats are the limits of their technology.
They had never boarded a large ship before, so they naturally had no experience of the dizziness caused by the ship's rocking.
These people don't even know how to sit on a boat, let alone drive one.
Chris didn't know this before, but fortunately, he had spent several months on the ship during his journey to the New World, so he had at least picked up some basic maritime knowledge.
He already had a basic understanding of navigation; he knew how to read nautical charts and how to make a ship move.
As long as the sails are kept taut, the ship will accelerate forward.
Therefore, sailing is not a problem when the wind is favorable.
If the wind is against him, Chris will be helpless.
Fortunately, there were few headwinds along the way, so the ship sailed smoothly.
Chris taught the green-eyed people the basic operation of the ship. Although he wasn't sure if he taught correctly, so far, nothing had gone wrong.
Upon entering the captain's cabin, Passamacodi was sitting at the chart table.
Chris stepped forward and greeted them:
"Great Chief."
"Following your instructions, the Clown Islands are just ahead," Passamacodi tapped the sea chart on the table lightly with his fingers. Chris nodded. "The Clown Islands are the meeting point of two southern shipping routes, and also the only way through."
"You've led me on a huge detour."
Chris said, "I have no choice. The three northern routes may be shorter, but they are full of respectable people and pirates. Although the south is more of a pirate territory, I have ways to deal with it."
If they are stopped by pirate ships, Chris can simply impersonate the slave king Warren and shouldn't face too much trouble.
Chris has already gathered enough information about Warren, and he is confident that he can portray the role well.
It took him a great deal of effort to explain the meaning of the terms "decent man" and "pirate" to Passamacodi.
However, this indigenous king still doesn't seem to truly understand the meaning of these two words.
Passamakodi asked, "Is it necessary to go to the island?"
"Under normal circumstances—yes," Chris nodded, "we replenish fresh water and food, and inspect the boat, and we can also take a rest."
"There is still enough food."
"But the voyage was only halfway complete."
"Is the boat malfunctioning?"
"Not for now," Chris shook his head. "However, deadly hidden dangers are often difficult to detect."
Moreover, this is the Sea of Despair, a sea of corruption.
Chris had already survived a near-death experience in the Corrupted Sea, so he had no intention of ever returning to that area.
However, if they accidentally enter a dangerous situation, and the ship is not in perfect condition, the entire crew will perish at sea.
Passamakodi added, "It's full of enemies; shadows and forests are everywhere."
His point was that betrayers are impossible to eradicate completely, and in the current context, it implied that Chris might be a traitor.
Chris shrugged. "I'm your sister's man, High Chief. I'm a member of the Union. Even for the sake of my wife's unborn child, I can't betray her."
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Chris would be willing to get Passamacody's sister pregnant as many times as he wanted, if it meant he could exchange the child for gold.
Chris is used to lying, but what he just said wasn't all lies.
He truly had no intention of betraying Passamacodi. Compared to the fickle pirates, the simple-minded and cunning green-eyed man was clearly easier to control.
Moreover, maintaining a good relationship with Passamakodi is a necessary condition for continuing to make money from spices.
Passamacodi said, "But what if the pirates discover our identities?"
“Short people are everywhere, and tall people like you don’t need to worry about that,” Chris said. “But your green eyes are definitely a problem.”
"So I will prepare hoods for you, but just to be on the safe side, try not to go ashore after we land. Even if you want to go ashore, try to do so at night, and it would be best if I accompanied you."
Passamacodi paused for a moment upon hearing this, and was about to speak when a green-eyed person rushed into the room.
These natives are so rude, they don't even know how to knock.
The visitor cut to the chase and reported, "Something's up! We've spotted an island!"
Seeing this, Passamacodi and Chris both chose to pause their conversation and go up to the deck.
Standing at the bow of the ship, Chris looked to the side and ahead.
Several pieces of land are faintly visible on the sea surface, and a low wave can even cover them.
Passamacodi asked, "That's the Clown Islands?"
Chris had never been to the Clown Islands either, but he still nodded and said:
"Should we go over there?"
"Since they have given sufficient reasons, I certainly cannot simply reject it."
Chris nodded slightly, and then the ship turned and headed straight for the island.
They did not leave the deck, but stood quietly in front of the railing, waiting for the outline of the island to gradually become clear.
Chris's anxiety finally subsided once he confirmed that it was an archipelago.
Islands are rare in the Sea of Despair; if there were such a large archipelago, it would be impossible for it not to be marked on a nautical chart.
Therefore, this place can only be the Clown Islands.
Thinking of this, Chris couldn't help but smile.
After more than half a year away, I have finally arrived in a place where people speak my native dialect!
Although this is pirate territory, there must be brothels there.
Chris decided he had to find a chance to shake off the Passamacoti and have a good night out.
The island in sight grew larger and larger, and you could see that the middle of the island was full of boats.
He couldn't help but marvel at how the Clown Islands truly lived up to their reputation as the center of the Southern Route, with a constant stream of ships coming and going.
As Chris got a little closer, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
There seem to be far too many ships in this archipelago.
There are dozens—no, over a hundred!
Moreover, all of these ships were sailing back and forth, while only a few boats were moored at the dock.
Chris's ship continued to approach, and suddenly he saw a small shadow set off from a boat and gliding across the sea.
Arrived on another ship.
Immediately afterwards, the latter began to shake violently.
A terrible memory is brought back to life at this moment.
He instantly remembered what it was—a giant arrow!
In other words, a naval battle is taking place ahead.
Chris shouted urgently, "Turn! Turn!"
Passamacodi asked, "What is it?"
"The Clown Islands are at war," Chris said. "If we intervene rashly, we might get caught in the crossfire!"
"Is it impossible to land on the island?"
"In this situation, only someone suicidal would insist on getting close!"
Passamakodi stopped asking questions and directly ordered a turn.
The ships began to carve curves across the sea, while Chris kept a close eye on the ships on both sides in the center of the archipelago.
At great distances, it is too difficult to identify the flags on other ships.
However, some ship captains would have their coat of arms painted on the mainsail as decoration.
It was through those sails that Chris deduced that both sides in the battle seemed to be pirates.
Chris remembered that the Clown Islands were the territory of the Navigators and the Gossips. Who would dare to attack them?
The answer is simple: the one who is not afraid of the eight leaders must be one of them.
In just a moment, Chris understood the situation.
That's right, the other group was none other than the pirate leaders of Goddess Island!
They had been planning to seize the islands while the navigator was away.
Chris tricked them by saying he could provide intelligence, which ultimately allowed him to travel to the New World.
Now that they've taken action, it means they've given up hope on Chris's intelligence.
Fortunately, Chris figured out the cause and effect of the matter in time. Once the ship accidentally entered the water, it would be difficult to get out.
Chris smiled, pleased with his own quick wit.
Just then, another message came from above the comb rod:
"A ship was also spotted behind the main vessel."
later?
Upon hearing this, Chris became wary and immediately followed Passamacodi to the stern to investigate.
Sure enough, there were nearly twenty boats following behind the stern.
He squinted and stared intently; these were no ordinary ships.
Each ship has a beautifully curved structure and is equipped with reinforced baffles and metal rams.
These are undoubtedly warships!
The warships were so close that Chris could see the flags at the top of the masts.
The patterns on those flags were exactly the same as the coats of arms Chris had seen in Newgate!
These military aircraft were dispatched from the new gate city.
"Damn it!" Chris cursed inwardly. "What is the lookout doing?!"
He only notified them after the warships had already sailed this far!
During the time Chris was on the slave ship, the captain told him that respectable ships generally did not approach the southern route.
However, why are these new gate city banners now appearing behind Chris?
There is only one explanation: they had a clear purpose.
Not long ago, Chris escaped from Newgate City with Passamacodi and informed the governor there of the existence of spices.
If Chris were the governor, what would he do upon learning of the prisoner's escape?
They would certainly be worried about the leak of information about spices, which would affect their monopoly on spices, and thus they would send ships to prevent the information from being taken to the East.
So these ships are coming for me! Chris clicked his tongue in disbelief. That greedy and wicked governor!
This means that these ships will definitely not let Chris and his men off easily.
However, the people on this boat knew absolutely nothing about sailing, and he didn't think it was a good boat either.
In that case, it's only a matter of time before they intercept the enemy ships.
Suddenly, Chris saw a shadow shooting from behind.
Chris quickly lay down, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a giant arrow fly low over the deck toward the bow of the ship.
But since the shot didn't hit the bow, Chris didn't feel the ship rocking.
Yes, the giant crossbow technology was developed in the Far East.
And New Gate City just happened to be the outpost established on the Far East continent!
Damn it!
This is a technological crushing victory!
In this way, he had no chance to fight back, let alone escape!
He could foresee that the remaining ships were also adjusting their giant crossbows, and that a dense barrage of massive arrows would soon rain down, turning the ships into pincushions.
The ship probably won't withstand many hits before it's sunk!
What to do! Chris's mind raced. Quick, think of a solution!
Passamakodi asked, "What happened?"
Damn it! Shut up! Don't distract me!
Suddenly, Chris had a flash of inspiration.
He quickly got up and said to Passamacodi:
"Quickly! Turn the ship around and head towards the Clown Islands!"
Chris was indeed no match for the fleet sent by the governor, but even the fleet of the Far East was not invincible.
Pirates are skilled at sea battles, and coincidentally, there are quite a few pirate ships in the Clown Islands.
That was a good knife; Chris planned to use it to kill someone.