Chapter 3 Pirate Ship 2 "I want to be a cleaner."...

When he opened his eyes again, An Rao found himself standing on the deck. The air was filled with the salty and humid smell of sea water. The sky was gloomy and gray, the waves were surging, and the ship was shaking violently. An Rao, who had an injured leg, stumbled forward and was quickly grabbed by a big and strong hand, barely avoiding falling.

"Thank you." An Rao turned around to thank him and found that the person who grabbed him was the young man in black who had been sitting next to him. The black clothes on him had disappeared, replaced by the sailor's outfit that was common in Europe in the 17th century, a simple white lace-up loose top and slim knee-length breeches with white stockings, and a pair of black buckled leather shoes on his feet. The man was tall and slender, and this outfit made him look narrow-waisted and long-legged, neat and handsome.

An Rao raised his hand and looked at himself, and found that his white shirt and black trousers were gone, replaced by an ivory-white shirt with an accordion collar and lantern sleeves, brown breeches and leather boots.

The others were also dressed as sailors, and it was obvious that they had boarded the pirate ship and become real pirates. Everyone looked at each other in confusion, not knowing why this had happened.

"Wuwu, what on earth is going on... I want to go home, can't I just stop playing..."

"We have to finish the game, so let's just follow the rules and finish it!"

"Hey, they are all special effects. There are no gods or ghosts in the world. The merchants are just making up stories to attract attention."

"Yes, doesn't the pirate ship game rules say that if you see the sea surface, it proves that it is an illusion! That's why it's a VR game!"

"But that man with flower arms——"

"Ketchup! Have you never seen a horror movie? It's just ketchup!"

"That's right, look at those red chairs running around. They're scary, but they're all right in the end. They're just visual effects."

"Also, why did that guy kick the wooden sculpture and get entangled by the red chair? Look at him and the rabbit singing the same tune, he must be a member of the atmosphere group, hahahaha!"

No one could explain the current situation, and the people on the boat had different attitudes towards the rules. Some were afraid, some were disdainful, some, after seeing the sea water, were convinced that it was an illusion stipulated in the rules of the pirate ship and became even more excited, while more were at a loss.

"What do you think?" An Rao turned and asked the young man next to him.

"Whatever." I don't know if he meant follow the rules or follow everyone's wishes. The man was too tall and he looked down at everyone, looking down on everyone with an extremely arrogant look.

An Rao gave up asking. According to his work experience, it is impossible to get a true answer by asking anyone questions in extreme circumstances. Those who seem to be carefree are either pretending to be rich or are fools.

An Rao reached out and slowly stroked the railing, his soft fingertips carefully feeling the fine workmanship of the fence. This was not the shabby pirate ship marked on the map, but a real warship. If he remembered correctly, this ship should be the most advanced sailing warship in Europe in the 17th century, the overlord that dominated the seas in that era.

But why would such a powerful warship be occupied by pirates?

An Rao's hand that was stroking the railing paused for a moment. He looked up at the main mast. A pirate flag with a black background and a white skull pattern fluttered in the sea breeze at the top. There were even several holes on the sail. The wooden deck was old and in disrepair, covered with stains and garbage, and the original color could no longer be seen. Rotting fish and shrimps could be seen everywhere, making people feel very uncomfortable.

The sea breeze was fierce. An Rao held on to the railing and squinted his eyes in the strong wind, trying to look outside the ship. The deep blue waves shattered the huge reflection of the battleship. There were a few vague bright colors at the bow of the shadow, which seemed to be the name of the battleship.

An Rao stretched his body as far as possible, trying to see the name painted on the outside of the ship clearly. A huge wave caused the ship to shake violently. An Rao could not hold on to the railing and flew out of the ship.

"Oops." An Rao closed his eyes.

The next second, he felt himself being pulled back from the waist, a breath of ice and snow filled his nostrils, and then he was directly bumped into someone. The muscles of the person who rescued him were cold and hard, and An Rao hissed softly in pain.

"Thank you--" An Rao turned around and found that the one who saved him was the young man with feather earrings. He froze in place before he could even finish saying thank you. It seemed a bit useless to always let the same person save him so many times.

"Be careful next time. I can't always appear by chance." The man didn't show any expression, as if what he did just now was just a matter of convenience.

“Ga ga ga—” Suddenly, a large, colorful bird flew over the crowd, landed on a pillar, and screamed at the top of its lungs, “Here comes the captain, here comes the captain!”

The parrot's sharp voice was drowned out by the heavy footsteps. A one-eyed captain wearing a tattered captain's uniform, a full beard and a black eye patch walked out from the darkness and raised his classic iron hook left arm towards the parrot. The colorful parrot immediately flew to the captain's shoulder and squatted.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen!" The captain walked slowly to the front of everyone, biting the apple in his hand. White apple juice spit sprayed on his beard as he spoke. His cloudy one eye swept over the thirty new sailors in front of him, "Welcome to my humble ship. I am your Captain Pais."

None of the thirty players spoke, but judging by his clothes and appearance, this man was the wooden sculpture of the pirate ship captain!

"The mission of recruiting you is to," the captain pointed his hook hand towards the bow, "capture the ship in front for me!"

An Rao looked in the direction the captain pointed. In the thick fog, a dark shadow was looming, swaying with the waves. Perhaps because of the distance, the target ship did not look that big.

If it was really the 17th century, this sailing warship was already the most advanced, so why would it covet other ships? The main plot of the pirate ship attraction is to attack ships in thick fog?

"Now let's start the division of labor." Pais looked up at the sky, then fed the parrot the apple core in his hand, which looked even worse than if it had been gnawed by a dog. He squinted his cloudy gray eyes and began to look at the thirty new sailors in front of him.

Gunner, sailor, ammunition supply worker... An Rao discovered that the captain arranged jobs without considering gender, just like the player's character's gender was set by default in the game.

"You," Pais looked up at the tallest man on the ship with black earrings, "the navigator."

“You…” Pais turned and looked at An Rao, sizing him up with disdain.

"Captain," An Rao quickly stepped forward, bowed respectfully to the captain, and enthusiastically recommended himself, "I want to be a cleaner."

Pais's disgusted expression gradually solidified. He had never thought that someone would dare to disrupt his arrangement, even if it was someone who took the initiative to claim the lowest job of cleaner. The atmosphere on the deck suddenly became gloomy. Pais raised the severed hand with the iron hook and swept it to An Rao's neck. The sharp end of the iron hook pressed against the warm and fragile skin of the human, stimulating the human in front of him to tremble all over, looking docile and pitiful. Soon, the white and soft skin of the human was pierced, and the bright red blood outlined the slender neck of the human.

Weak human beings, such distant memories!

"No one dares to make demands on me," Pais said with a gloomy face.

An Rao's heart tightened and his back tensed. The danger of riding on a pirate ship was unknown, but based on the rules currently known, talking to the captain was not prohibited. Since it was not prohibited, it was worth a gamble.

The heavy iron hook pressed against his throat, making it difficult for An Rao to speak. Even so, An Rao still tried hard to sell himself: "Dear Captain, I am not making demands. I am thinking about your ship. I am particularly suitable to be a cleaner. I am thin and tall. I can wipe the ceiling when I stand and get into corners when I squat. There is no place on the whole ship that I cannot clean. I am a natural cleaning expert. Last month, I won the Best Clean Employee Award. I..."

"I have very high requirements for the cleanliness of the cabin. If it is not cleaned properly, do you know what will happen?" Pais's face was gloomy.

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die! Haha!" The parrot flapped its wings and screamed.

"I know," An Rao nodded very sincerely, "but I believe I will satisfy you, Captain."

The young man in front of him had a tall and straight figure, but his complexion was pale and weak. Although he was a man, he was more beautiful than a woman. If such a pretty boy were to be a gunner, he probably wouldn't even be able to lift a shell. Pais was silent for a while and actually agreed.

An Rao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If there was any identity on the ship that allowed him to move around with a clear conscience and not be suspected by the birdman group in front of him, it would only be a cleaner.

What a perfect career! An Rao sighed sincerely as he looked at the pile of disgusting, sticky garbage of unknown texture at his feet.

After the work was divided, the huge parrot flew over again with a bunch of things in its mouth, flapping its wings, and threw a bunch of keys in front of everyone with a clang.

"Room keys, each of you pick one, the number on the key is your room number," the captain said with his hands behind his back, "Choose quickly!"

Everyone looked at each other, and no one wanted to be the first to take the key. Instead, the man with earrings walked to the parrot, picked up a key at random and held it in his hand.

An Rao took a glance and saw that it was 12, a number that was neither good nor bad.

Seeing that he took the key and nothing strange happened, the others swarmed to the ground and started grabbing the key.

What role does Captain Pais play? An Rao, the new cleaner, pushed his glasses. Is he an NPC or a boss? But even if he is a boss, it seems that this task of picking up the key is just a plot. If the amusement park is so grand and ends up killing people at the beginning, it would be too much of a show but little action compared to his previous imaginative beginning.

Having said that, with An Rao's force value approaching zero, he simply couldn't squeeze in...

When An Rao walked to the keychain, there was only a lonely key number 14 hanging on the keychain.

Very good, the pirate ship was quite considerate of the oriental culture and directly removed room No. 4. An Rao resigned himself to picking up the key No. 14 that was disliked by everyone.

The bronze metal key was covered with a fine layer of mist due to the moisture in the air.

"It's getting dark, it's getting dark!" The parrot suddenly flapped its wings and screamed while standing on Pais' shoulder.

"Go back to your room and rest now. Don't leave the room at night. Start work at seven o'clock tomorrow morning." After saying this, Pais hurried away with the parrot, not caring whether anyone could find the room or not.

Then, the originally gloomy sky turned gray and black almost instantly. There was chaos between heaven and earth, and the sound of waves became louder. An Rao subconsciously looked at his wristband. It was still five minutes before nine o'clock in the evening. As a pirate leader, shouldn't he be best at sailing stealthily at night and robbing in the dark?

This Pais is quite interesting. A pirate who has risen to the rank of captain and captured the most advanced royal sailing warship, he is actually a health-conscious person who goes to bed early and gets up early...

An Rao rubbed his fingers, and the touch of the word "royal" that he felt from the hidden place in the railing on his fingertips was still clear. This was a royal warship. Although this clue was of no use for the time being, at least the scope of information was narrowed a lot. Baroque-style clothing, royal warships and English, the origin of this ship could only be the Eagle Country - if this ship really existed in history.

The crew room was on the second deck. Looking all the way around, the situation inside the cabin was even worse than that on the first deck. The old wooden walls were covered with gouge marks from sharp objects. Through the dim candlelight of the chandelier, one could see a lot of dark brown splashed stains on the walls and floors, which looked very much like dried blood, indicating that a large-scale fight seemed to have taken place here.

There are many rooms on the second deck, but only thirty of them are numbered with black paint, so that each player can have one room.

So this is why Pirate Rabbit counted thirty people entering? So Pirate Rabbit knew the situation of the pirate ship.

An Rao felt a chill down his spine. At the very beginning, everyone had unknowingly stepped into the woven spider web and had no chance of escape at all.

An Rao found room number 14 and stood in front of the door. It was an ordinary wooden door with the Arabic numeral fourteen painted in black on the dark brown door. The paint was applied very sloppily, which was completely inconsistent with the original appearance of the exquisite and luxurious battleship. It should have been added later. There was no light in the door, so it was impossible to see what was going on inside.

"That's what I said, what's so scary about it? It's just an effect. Look at the captain, how dedicated he is! And that parrot, I'm going to buy one to keep when I'm done playing tomorrow!"

"Then shouldn't the sea water and birds be there?"

"Didn't you read the rules? It's all an illusion, just light and sound effects. It's so realistic! This amusement park is going to be a hit!"

“The experience is quite good. After I get out, I will consider giving it a five-star rating in five installments. Hahahaha.”

Perhaps because the captain was not scary, and his words and tasks were all reasonable, most of the players relaxed, chatting and laughing as they went to find their own rooms.

After passing the wood carvings and the red chairs, An Rao's nerves were still tense. Although he had been safe all the way, every place here revealed something strange and incongruous. If it was really just for the creation of effects, the cost was obviously too high. Which merchant would do such a loss-making business?

There were footsteps getting closer and closer beside him. An Rao turned his head and saw that it was that man again. The pure white feathers swaying on the side of his neck shone brightly in the dim corridor.

Next to room 14 is room 12. Great, it seems to be a European battleship without a doubt. The amusement park has thoughtfully taken care of both Chinese and Western cultures.

The man also saw An Rao and nodded slightly to him as a greeting with no expression on his face. The two of them opened the door and entered the house at the same time.

The crew room was small, with a narrow single bed with simple sheets and bedding, a landscape painting on the wall and a triangular cabinet fixed in the corner. On the cabinet were the crew's personal belongings: a badly worn musket, a Bible with curled edges, an oxidized silver necklace with a woman's portrait, and a dagger inlaid with gems.

This dagger was incredibly beautiful and luxurious, and it seemed to have a special magic that made people salivate over it. Even though the other objects had long been covered in dust, the dagger was still gleaming with cold light, and was so sharp that it seemed to be able to cut off even light. The handle of the dagger was even more glittering, and there was even a huge gold diamond inlaid on the handle. On the gold handle, An Rao could vaguely see traces of carving. Many precious jewels would be engraved with the owner's name to show off wealth.

Both the words and the marks were very important clues, but the way the dagger was currently placed made it difficult for An Rao to see clearly.

Article 5 of the Pirate Ship Ride Rules: Please do not touch the decorative ornaments on the amusement facilities at will. If any damage occurs, you will be required to pay compensation according to the price. Please do not ■■■■■■.