Chapter 181
The old man looked out the window and said, "The brothel can't get close to our shore, but people are rushing to it, taking others with them. The difficulty of going out is much easier than coming in by boat. What a sin..."
Some people, just because of a moment of credulity, close their eyes and open them again, they are on the boat.
"This means that someone was taken aboard by someone else."
“Why, you’ve never seen it before?” The veteran pulled the paper bag beside him and spit out the melon seed shells: “How many of those kids who were sold were deceived by their acquaintances. They were given candy when they were young and money when they grew up. There are not so many pie in the sky that can fall.” Have you ever seen a landlord believe the farmhand’s promise to make him rich, and set off on the journey without telling his parents. When they were discovered and stopped, they complained or even beat their parents, blaming them for preventing them from making money... With such a broken brain, even if a windfall of 100,000 taels fell into his arms, he would give it back in one day and could not keep it at all!
"No, can't we run away once we're on the boat?"
“Let’s not talk about whether you can get rid of other people’s control and jump into the sea. The sea is vast. If you really jump in, do you know which way to swim to get ashore?” The old man sneered: “There are no reference points on the sea. You can’t tell the direction and you can’t see the shore. Jumping off the boat will only lead to death. Not to mention those thugs on the boat. They are much better at swimming than ordinary people. If they need you, it will be difficult to die even if you don’t want to live.” Do you really think it is a story book? Jumping off the boat and being picked up by fishermen or mythical creatures, waking up and finding that the other person has good character and looks, and then gradually falling in love with each other while getting along... How many people have died while swimming on the sea!
"You... have a story? Tell it!" The veteran was recounting the incident, but it was being treated as a story. Aside from a few empathetic individuals who showed lingering fear, everyone else seemed to be joining in the fun.
"There's nothing much to say..." The old man suddenly felt a little bored: There's an old saying, never expect others to understand the suffering you've experienced...
"There's a huge ship out there!" Just as the old man gave up trying to persuade him and was about to change the subject, he heard someone say they saw a huge ship. Then, outside, he heard the sound of a flare being launched.
The old man narrowed his eyes, grabbed an apple from the table, and ran out while chewing it. When he ran to the railing and saw the big ship clearly, his face suddenly changed: "Everyone, hide back in the house! That's a den of prostitution!"
"No way, isn't it just a beautiful ship? You're being overly sensitive, aren't you?" The others shrugged off the old man's words, mainly because he wasn't very reliable in his daily life and always cheated when playing cards and mahjong. "Besides, what's wrong with a brothel? We're not going on board."
"What do you know? You're not here with good intentions!"
"Okay, okay, let's hide..." Despite what they said, there were still quite a few people who stayed where they were to watch the fun: What if it wasn't true?
"You... believe it or not, I won't interfere." Interfering with other people's karma is a dangerous thing. An old hand wouldn't risk his life to save someone like the protagonists in some storybooks. It's hard to persuade a damned person with kind words. If these people end up dying, it's their own choice.
"Captain, that ship is still approaching! There's no response to the flag signals, and the signal flares have been sent." Before the other passengers discovered the ship, the staff member guarding the telescope had already noticed something unusual. To prevent being scammed, the captain ordered the ship to move closer to the coastline and sent out flag signals to question the situation. Unexpectedly, the ship actually increased its speed, adjusted its direction, and continued to approach, showing no intention of concealing its presence.
"I've been underestimated... It seems something's happened nearby, preventing the navy from arriving anytime soon." The captain had a lot to deal with last night, and after finishing it all, he barely managed four hours of sleep. He was still a little tired. He peeled off the scarf that served as an eye mask, dug out some cooling oil from a drawer, and rubbed it on his temples. Refreshing himself, the captain opened the window and looked at the approaching ship. "Just a quick note, everyone! Time to get back to work."
The Brothel is nothing more than a mobile and refreshable monster-killing dungeon for players. As long as their lives are not threatened, the Fourth Calamity is as quiet as a virgin and as agitated as a mad rabbit. When it is time to take action, it is as crazy as a group of vicious dogs that have just been unchained.
Captain: These are the original words of the native who was treated as a monster by the players. I guarantee on my life that I have not made any artistic processing to the content of the conversation.
The large ship, sailing with the wind in full swing, looked like an ill-intentioned arrival to those in the know. The rest of the people, however, knew little about the den of brothels, knowing only that it was a place of cruelty, but had no real sense of reality. Faced with the menacing ship, their first reaction wasn't to hide, but to stop and stare: "How big, how beautiful!"
Indeed, despite its entirety being crammed with sin, the Gold-Smelting Ship's exterior is undeniably magnificent and beautiful. Though also a tower ship, its hull is significantly larger than the player's own. Its exterior is magnificent, gleaming in the sun, a beauty both dazzling and arrogant. The Gold-Smelling Ship boasts five floors, each adorned with gilded red lanterns hanging from the eaves. The irregular dark red fabric resembles flowing blood, framed by golden patterns reflecting the sunlight. It sways constantly in the sea breeze, yet remains unshaken.
Yes, it is very beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people dazzled. I was dizzy before I knew it. Haha... The old man frowned and looked around: Where are the crew members? The gold-selling ship is about to kill them, why are they not making any movement?
The Gold-Smelting Ship was still approaching, and the weapons on the top of the ship were activated again. Players, sensing a mission, ran to find the staff to wait for their tasks. Some confused natives also ran along, but when they reached the players' destination, they were even more confused: What were all these people doing here?
"Someone's coming!" The natives who had followed the players into the house were forced to stand aside by the crew. At the same moment, someone on the deck cried out in surprise. The crew rushed up to the deck and escorted the others into the house. Turning back, they saw several figures scurrying out from the opposite ship, treading the waves towards the tower ship. Their faces suddenly turned grim: "Are they crazy?"
The Gold-selling Ship usually pretends to be luring people into a trap, but today they suddenly set up their formation and came to rob people. What happened?
"Captain, someone is coming."
"Oh, it seems their last resort won't be able to hold the navy back for long. They're just anxious to capture hostages." The captain put down his binoculars: "Everyone, take your positions—"
"What happened? I think I heard the sound of a flare." Bai Youchang put down the torture device and pushed open the hatch: "Fuck!" What's going on? When did such a big ship appear?
"Still asking! Go back and keep an eye on the people! Especially those three who were just fished out today, who knows if they have any tricks!" The colleague who wanted to go off work took out the medicated oil with a green face and smelled it: It just happened to be a coincidence that the people were fished out and the gold-melting boat followed. It's so annoying. Will they let me go off work or not?
"Don't log off, don't worry about sudden death"
"Shut up! I'm just going to hand in my shift and leave. You're not much better than me! Get out of here!"
"Shoot!" While the two men were bickering and returning to their respective positions, the heavy crossbow on the roof of the ship had already started working. The crossbow arrows that had just been replenished last night whizzed towards the people flying over the sea. Some of them brushed past the people's shadows and fell onto the gilded ship or into the sea, while others hit the people's bodies, but did not completely block their forward momentum.
The man struck in the vitals fell into the water along with the crossbow bolt, blood spreading across the surface. Seeing this horrifying scene, the indigenous passengers still lingering on deck finally realized this wasn't a drill. They immediately scrambled into the lobby, hastily attempting to close the door. If the staff hadn't intervened in time, the slower-moving indigenous people would have likely been locked out.
The last native to enter the room started arguing and pushing with the one who had tried to close the door earlier. The staff closest to the room were busy blocking the door and had no time to intervene. Fearing someone might come in through the window, the other staff were busy closing the window. However, the other natives could not stand it any longer and waved a stool to separate the two people who were fighting: "It's such a late hour and you're still fighting. You're going to kill yourself!"
"We're fighting because our lives are at stake! My life is no longer a life!" The native who had been blocked outside the door was gasping for breath. As the blood rushed up, his face turned red as if it was painted with red paint: "It's not too late. Why do you have to lock me out? You are such a beast!"
Wow, there are people fighting... The child, who was held in the adult's arms and covered his eyes, desperately tried to pull at the adult's fingers: Let me see, let me see, let me see!
The adult covered the child's eyes tighter without any hesitation: What are you looking at? If he cries in fear, he will blame me for not covering them tightly. Don't play with the food.
After all the wooden windows were closed, the hall gradually became dim, with only the sunlight filtering through the vents providing a glimmer of light. Fearing that the ship might rock during a fight, potentially tipping over the candlesticks and causing a fire, the staff avoided lighting the hall. Instead, they used mirrors to brighten the room's light and kept a close eye on where the light landed to prevent a fire.
Naturally, there weren't enough seats in the hall for everyone, but not all the natives stayed. A few were quicker to react, fleeing to their rooms and hiding when the veterans called out for them to leave. The less courageous simply crawled under beds or into closets, shielding themselves with luggage, hoping to avoid detection. The braver ones crouched by the windows, clutching stools, attempting to observe what was happening outside, just as they had the previous night, ready to evade any chance.
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