Chapter 177

"Is he crazy?"

"Murderers are not normal."

"He said he would save the world..."

"You really believe that even if there really is a way to save the three realms by killing one person, huh... Anyway, I won't die. No one can ask me to die! Not even for the sake of this world!"

That afternoon, the teenager who had been attacked awoke from his coma. Due to his throat injury, he struggled to even take his medicine, let alone eat. Upon learning he couldn't eat seafood for the next few days, he threw off his covers in anger, stumbled downstairs, and, hoarsely yelling through the door at the attacker, only stopped when his parents, who had caught up with him, forcibly covered his mouth.

After being scolded by the victim, the murderer's mood became even more unstable. But he still did not think he had done anything wrong, or rather, he refused to admit that he had done anything wrong, because that would mean that he was not a pioneer of justice who endured humiliation, but a despicable and shameless murderer, and the person he killed was an unarmed child.

Despite his emotional instability, the bound murderer was ultimately unable to do anything. With thugs guarding his door and the captain also sending staff to keep an eye on him, he had no chance to attack anyone else.

It is human nature to forget the pain once the wound has healed. During lunch, most people were still on guard against the murderer's accomplices, whom they didn't know whether they existed or not. In the afternoon, everyone gradually returned to their daily routines. Some brave passengers even secretly observed the murderer lying paralyzed in the utility room through the door, just like watching poultry and livestock in cages waiting to be slaughtered.

The natives weren't like the players, whose bodies and souls lived independently, so most of the passengers weren't too arrogant in their onlookers, simply satisfying their curiosity. But there were a few crazy ones who ran outside the utility room to provoke the murderer. Their expressions and actions were so despicable that they made people feel like they deserved a beating, which left everyone else particularly puzzled.

"what are they doing?"

"To demonstrate what he thinks is justice."

"Why didn't anyone stop it?"

"Why stop them? As long as the direction is right, we persist long enough, and we have enough people, even a fake one can be the same as the real one." Although they are crazy and reckless, sometimes people without power will need them, and... people who can commit such a suicidal act and still survive to this day must have both ability and luck.

The young man who said this was lying on a recliner in his room, watching his servants apply rock sugar to his wounds, changing the piece every once in a while.

His room was large, twice the size of the adjacent room. Besides him and his servants, there sat a blond, blue-eyed foreigner named Brad. Because of the strict household registration system of the time, Brad couldn't buy his own passage and didn't have the local currency. A young man he knew paid for him and acted as a guarantor, allowing him to board the ship. Their destination was the southernmost port.

"By the way, why do you think we eat people?" The thing that the young man couldn't understand the most was that Brad actually thought that people in his country would eat foreigners. From the time they set out until now, Brad rarely went out except to go to the toilet. If most people hadn't gone downstairs to eat at noon today, and the place where the murderer was imprisoned was a bit close to their room, he might not go out again until the ship docked.

"Heh..." Brad curled his lips: "I should be the one asking you this. Why are vampires so ferocious in your books said to prolong life? How many of them did you eat before you found out that they can prolong life?"

The young man who was inexplicably glared at: "..." What do you mean, why are you glaring at me? Did you get stupid from reading "Classic of Mountains and Seas"? Other foreigners don't act like this!

No matter what happened, everyone had to eat and drink. In the evening, everyone went to the hall to eat as usual, and found that the thugs outside the utility room were gone. When they looked again, the murderer in the utility room was also gone.

"This is too close to the cabins, and it's unsafe, so the captain ordered us to move somewhere else." A staff member who twisted his wrist while lifting something heavy at noon sat at the entrance to the utility room, patiently explaining to every passenger that this was his temporary assignment, and he was free to do anything else until his injury healed.

As for the relocated murderer, the captain had him placed in the upper middle section of the cabin. The air wasn't fresh, but at least it wouldn't affect anyone else, and there wouldn't be a chance to dig into the bottom of the ship.

The passengers weren't particularly concerned about the killer. After learning they were safe, they continued walking toward the lobby. After dinner, a child who didn't like playing cards held an adult's hand as they watched the moon in Class A. Suddenly, they noticed something a little more visible on the distant sea surface.

"Mom, what is that?" The little girl munched on the candied haws left over from lunch, pointing to the distant horizon with her other hand.

"That's the moon in the sky!"

"No, it's over there!" The little girl pointed forward: "It's red, like a candied haws."

"What's that red...it looks like a flag!" The little girl's mother, who makes a living selling embroidery, has poor eyesight due to long-term overuse and a bit of night blindness. She squinted and searched for a long time before she saw what her daughter wanted to point out.

The passengers on the deck were still strolling around, but the staff in charge of looking out had already seen the true appearance of the red flag in the distance through a telescope, and hurriedly went into a small tent nearby to report to the captain: Pirates are coming!

The word "pirate" is familiar to sailors. There are bandits on land, pirates on rivers, and naturally, pirates at sea. Because the ocean is located outside of the territory, the composition of pirates is more complex than the previous two. They include idle people from the country, refugees from neighboring countries, Japanese, and stateless persons.

The Japanese are stateless. As for why they became stateless, just like the outside world, it can only be said that every player has a red heart. If time could be turned back, they would definitely have gone all out to destroy the Japanese during the reign of the First Emperor, rather than resorting to indirect tactics in another world to alert the current officials and promote the anti-Japanese movement.

Players who pushed the development of events: I didn’t expect to encounter such disgusting people in another world... Humph, history can’t be changed, so let’s create it in another world and nip similar regrets in the bud!

"Pirates are coming? How many people?" The captain was not worried about encountering pirates. At least half of the players who could ride on the tower ship knew martial arts. In addition, the tower ship had its own powerful crossbows. As long as the tonnage of the ship and the weapons were not too different, the tower ship would never lose to the pirates.

Incidentally, a ship is different from an inn, and a captain is different from a manager. The course that takes up the most training points isn't customer management, but naval command. The security personnel are primarily veterans; when they lay down their weapons, they're civilians; when they pick up their weapons, they're soldiers.

Seeing the pirates approaching with such force, the staff reacted quickly and escorted the guests on deck back to their rooms. The guests weren't the cannon fodder you'd find in a storybook. Upon hearing the pirates were coming, they needed no further persuasion. They ran as fast as they could to save their lives. Once back in their rooms, they quickly closed the doors and windows, leaving room for themselves to watch the show unfold.

After hearing the news, Brad, who was looking for shelter all over the house, looked at the young man sitting in front of the window with a telescope, shocked and puzzled: "Pirates are coming, why are you sitting there? They are pirates, not actors, why are you holding a telescope? Hurry up and find a place to hide." If the ship is lost and the pirates come up, they will definitely kill them all.

"We don't need to hide," the young man shrugged. "If my men hadn't told on me, I'd have come closer to see." The might of a great power is no joke. This place isn't far from the coastline; the ships only need to hold out for a moment before the warships arrive. Ordinary nations wouldn't dare touch the people of a great power. Robbery is fine, but killing them and firing a few cannonballs into their lair will keep them quiet.

In fact, it was exactly as he had imagined. Originally, the pirate ship had intended to take advantage of the time difference to launch a surprise attack, steal some property and then escape. However, it was too close to the coastline. The patrolling centipede ship got the news and immediately attacked. Before the ship arrived, the cannons were fired. By the time the people on the tower ship heard the cannon fire, the pirate ship in the distance had already started to smoke.

"Oh my, that's tragic, tut tut..." The young man leaned against the window, chewing an apple while looking out. He cheered and applauded when he saw the cannonballs hit the pirate ship. The naval battle was fierce, and some cannonballs could not be stopped. They exploded near the building ship, and the flying fragments splashed on the building ship, and some even flew into the windows, drawing screams and curses from the people inside.

Brad watched the young people applaud and cheer, then shout and curse: The style of the people of a great country is such that even pirates can be ignored.

Player manning a heavy crossbow on the top of the ship: Who said you don't care? Pirate heads are worth a lot of money. One kill can give you at least a month's rest! Grab it! Ugh!

The deputy captain who went to the top to check the situation said: "Replace the seasick person."

"yes!"

"I can walk by myself, uh..." What a waste of time, why do I have to be seasick at this time!

While the natives hid in their rooms and watched the warships maul the pirate ship, the player, under the guidance of the staff, was assisting in the counterattack. The heavy crossbow was extremely destructive, and the captain didn't want players to suffer psychological problems after completing the mission. Therefore, when issuing the mission, the standards were raised, allowing only players with military experience and experience in drills to use the weapons and assist in combat. They were also allowed to withdraw from the battle after reporting.

The pirate ship had already engaged the warship, the two ships firing cannons at each other, causing some ear pain to those nearby. The tower ship wasn't the main battlefield, but there were also small boats launched from the pirate ship attempting to attack the tower ship, and those were the targets the tower ship captain had to deal with.

The ship can't always rely on players to survive crises. As a reliable means of public transportation, the ship has always had sufficient security personnel. However, to stabilize the players' emotions and without affecting the overall situation, the captain will still assign them some tasks, and operating weapons to assist in combat is one of them.