The crackling sound of cheap loudspeakers echoed in the sea ahead, blocking the path of Yuan Zhuan's ship. "I am Pas from the Black Scythe Organization. This sea area is our organization's private waters. Your unauthorized trespassing is illegal. Stop immediately and submit to inspection!"

The call to action has begun! More than a dozen moon boats, each with five or six people, are looking this way.

Yuan Zhuan gave a cold laugh, stood up from the helm, left the cabin, and went onto the deck.

"If you want to live, get out of the way; if you want to die, block my way. I'll give you ten numbers: 10, 9..." If she weren't in a hurry, she would have gone to their hideout and picked up some of their unwanted gold and jewelry.

Having dominated the seas for years, no merchant ship or fishing boat dared to challenge them; doing so was simply a death wish! So much so that Paz and his men were stunned for seven seconds after hearing the other side's shout, unable to react. Perhaps the other side didn't speak English? Or had they misspoke?

"3, 2, 1!"

The man at the bow of the boat suddenly went back into the cabin, and then the boat began to turn left, deviating from its course.

"Hey Mars, that guy over there looks like an Asian yellow-skinned dog. Is he out of his mind? He actually counted down to ten, then went back to the cabin to try and escape. Oh my god, that could make God laugh so hard he'd come back to life..."

"Oh, my boss, look, the other side has come out again. Is he here to beg for mercy?"

The pirates were met with countless triangular pieces of paper carried by the wind, landing on the bow of the ship with a deafening boom...

"Oh no!!! Help!! Help!!!" The ship on the left was quickly blown to pieces, and several people at the bow lay lifeless on the deck.

Amidst his cries of agony, Yuan Zhuan quickly returned to the cabin, once again pushing his speed to the limit, and sped towards the direction of the destroyed and damaged ship.

Bang! Bang!

Two more loud crashes rang out, and the small, dilapidated fishing boat, which had been standing still, shot off like an arrow leaving its side, breaking free of its restraints!

Yes, it flew out!

They disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

"No! No! No!! The ship has vanished!! This is unbelievable! It's a ghost ship!!"

The bewildered pirates finally came to their senses, clutching their heads and staring at the empty sea ahead, exclaiming in disbelief.

“We just saw a ghost ship, right? But why would a ghost ship have bombs flying at us? Oh, let me think, let me think. What I saw, what was thrown from the other side, didn’t look like a bomb, it looked like a piece of paper, a piece of paper, yes, a piece of paper, oh my God, this is not scientific!! This…” Pas, who was shouting, rubbed the back of his head. He did not feel fortunate to be alive after surviving the ordeal. He tore at his beard and fell into self-doubt, muttering to himself and acting strangely.

Yuan Zhuan was completely unaware of and had no interest in the pirates' neurotic reactions.

Time is running out...

Looking at the time on his watch, he stacked the Gale Talismans in his hand as if they were free, layer upon layer, and the entire fishing boat was almost floating on the sea.

Although Markley is currently unconscious, if he were to wake up, he probably wouldn't need Yuan Zhuan's hand chop to faint again. After all, how could a ship possibly fly on the sea surface? That's a special ability only ghost ships possess.

In the Pacific Ocean, on an unnamed small island, luxury cruise ships were moored all around, some as tall as five or six meters and hundreds of meters long, almost resembling a small town.

On a small island of less than 20,000 square kilometers, nestled in the heart of a lush, verdant forest, lies a tiny town. Though small, it is fully equipped with everything imaginable. From medical facilities and academies to miraculous clubs and luxurious residences, there is nothing you can't buy. Whatever this world has and whatever you desire, the owner here can provide it for you, provided you have the money.

Lu Zhan, dressed in a restrained yet luxurious suit, with eyes like a hawk, strode through the opulent banquet hall with his assistant. Everyone around him was glamorous and adorned with jewels. They chatted and laughed, clinking glasses, their eyes dreamy. The women were alluring and graceful, while the men were dignified and noble, all exuding the unique aura of high society.

However, who knows how much filth and grime lies hidden beneath this glamorous exterior?

"Fifth Master, I've got my admission ticket." A handsome man stepped forward from the crowd and whispered to Lu Zhan.

"How many?"

Three.

"Alright, let's go. Chu Yi, stay in the banquet hall and prepare to provide backup."

"Yes." The man behind him, who was less than 1.7 meters tall, responded in a low voice, then turned and disappeared into the crowd.

Lu Zhan and his two companions went into the shadows, distributed admission tickets, and headed out of the hall.

The three underground levels are the most secretive part of this island, the world's dirtiest human trafficking center.

The items being auctioned are all people, from infants to men and women in their thirties. Here, you can choose to have the whole body, a part of the body, or have several people share a whole body. As long as you pay, you can own it.

Look, behind the prosperity and civilization lies a terrifying dog-eat-dog world, a truth that has remained unchanged throughout history.

When Yuan Zhuan appeared near the island, her boat was covered with an invisibility talisman, so the island's most advanced electronic eyes failed to detect her fishing boat, giving her the opportunity to approach within ten nautical miles.

What Yuan Zhuan saw through the high-powered telescope was quite unexpected.

Why are there so many luxury cruise ships and liners around this tiny island?

According to the information fed back by the soul talisman, there are hundreds of electronic eyes monitoring the island's perimeter, covering almost all areas within a hundred nautical miles of the island, like a small satellite with an extremely wide reach.

On such a small island, with so many luxury ships, so many surveillance cameras, and wave after wave of burly men in suits on duty at the landing point, if there's no problem, then she's just stupid.

Yuan Zhuan took out a longevity lock from his pocket, calculated for a few seconds, and his face turned gloomy.

This place is probably related to the buying and selling of people, but why can't we see any malevolent energy here?

"This is a large slaughterhouse. You can reap countless merit points," the system said.

Yuan Zhuan: Just as I thought.

Otherwise, with the Fan family's son's wealth, how could he have the right to spend money here?

Slaughterhouses exclusively for the rich! How horrifying to use them to kill people.

Yuan Zhuan moored the fishing boat and was about to disembark when he suddenly remembered that there was still a Markley in the cabin.

Um, this is a problem.

If he gets caught, he will die a terrible death, and it will also deplete her merit points.

When Markley woke up, his eyes were glazed over, and he couldn't quite remember where he was.

“Markley, turn thirty degrees to the left, sail one hundred nautical miles, stop there, and wait for me to come find you. Remember, don’t move, don’t make a sound, and you’ll be safe. Otherwise, you’ll probably lose your life here.” A deep baritone voice reached Markley’s ears.

Confused and bewildered, Markley had a machine gun shoved into his hand, and three grenades were in a small wooden box beside him. "The gun and grenades are here. I've left you some food in the cabin, enough to last you a week. Remember me, don't make a sound, and don't move the ship. I'm leaving."

When the man's figure disappeared into the cabin, Markley finally came to his senses. His first instinct was to yell, but the word "don't make a sound" was like a spell, etched firmly into his mind, causing him to instinctively cover his thick lips and look around in terror.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, where am I? Where am I? Why does this man have grenades? Oh no, my God, I've run into the mob! Is he going to a shootout? Oh no, I shouldn't have been greedy for money! I'll never sail a boat again! Waaah, I'm such an idiot, I got on a pirate ship! Oh..."

The little paper figures in the corner, listening to the big guy's rambling, irritably poked their heads out from the gaps in the cabin, then withdrew them again.

The master said they couldn't leave the cabin and had to keep a close eye on this stupid, dark-skinned guy.

In addition, it is very humid outside the cabin, and they will easily get wet if they go out.

Ugh... so much nonsense! I can't understand a word, it's like a turtle chanting sutras... so annoying...

At the rear of the cabin, Yuan Zhuan took out the small inflatable boat from his system backpack, attached a Swift Wind Talisman, and sped away.