Chapter 8 Pirate Ship 7 I and the famous ocean man's mother are basically eight...
The next day, the Cross Man died, along with two other players.
An Rao looked at the familiar SIN and human skin artifacts in the room, and became more certain that Pais was not the boss of the Pirate Ship level. Yesterday, Pais seemed to be whipping hard, but after just a few whips, people could clearly feel that the power began to weaken. Such a person would definitely not be able to clean up the bodies of two people in one night - even with magic.
"So what? Is this really the way I'm going to die that you said yesterday, boss?!" Su Ming stood outside the door and tiptoed to look inside.
An Rao had a headache. Since entering this strange pirate ship, none of the mysteries had been solved. The two temporary friends he met were quite remarkable, one an old antisocial and the other a young antisocial. Both of them were a cause for concern. An Rao once again doubted whether he had the potential to attract perverts.
"Only 18+, minors are not allowed to enter here." An Rao said perfunctorily.
"Oh! But I am physically underage, but mentally mature!" Su Ming stood on tiptoe and tried hard to sell himself, "I have won the IMO gold medal!"
An Rao: ...
"IMO is the abbreviation of International Mathematical Olympiad!" Su Ming said kindly.
"He will have to face these things on his own in the future." Baichuan couldn't bear to listen anymore.
Yes, there are six rides in total, and this is just the beginning.
After the room was quiet for a while, An Rao's gentle and clear voice came out: "Come in."
"Yes, sir!"
Half a minute later, outside the room, a teenager was leaning against the wooden wall, vomiting violently.
"vomit--!"
"See, I knew he was just a child." An Rao shook his head.
"You did the same thing yesterday."
"That's different. I'm a growth-oriented person."
Baichuan simply ignored this meaningless conversation, stood up and said, "The three people died in the same way. All the furnishings in their rooms were touched."
“Today we need to remind everyone in the restaurant not to touch the ornaments,” An Rao said, “It may not have much effect, but we have to do something.”
"Yeah." Baichuan did not stop him. In fact, they both knew very well that there was more than one rule of death. Even if they did not touch the ornaments, they might die for other reasons.
Sitting in the restaurant, Su Ming was vomiting acid like crazy while lying on the table and talking weakly: "The one who died on the first day, number 25, he really liked to flirt with girls. Of the three who died yesterday, one was dragged into the amusement park while hanging out in a nightclub with the guy who was stabbed to death by the fish bone. I'm not sure about the other one, but when we were waiting in line, I heard him say that he would think about how to invite two girlfriends to come over when they were not at the same time. I don't know about the other one."
"Why do you only remember these things about other people?" An Rao expressed shock at the level of gossip of the minor.
"What can I do? They didn't come to the amusement park to work overtime! They just talked about these things." Su Ming said aggrievedly, "And my memory is too good..."
As a middle school boy who likes Versailles, An Rao frowned speechlessly and swallowed a big mouthful of rice, feeling that his life was so miserable.
"Hey? Boss! Your mutation is quite special!" Su Ming suddenly exclaimed.
"Hmm?" An Rao touched his face in confusion. There seemed to be some scales covering his forehead. It was just a fish, nothing special about it.
But why did even Bai Bingshan have a meaningful smile on his face? An Rao looked at the two people sitting opposite him warily.
Su Ming has been diagnosed as the blue-ringed octopus, a famous troublemaker in the sea. Because he is poisonous and smart, Su Ming is very satisfied with his new identity. Looking at Baichuan's silvery gills, you can tell that he is a great white shark, which is very consistent with his personality.
Then, An Rao thought to himself, he should at least be a smart, gentle and friendly dolphin...
But smart dolphins and whales are not fish and do not have scales, so...
“Hahaha, boss, the orange and white colors on your forehead are so beautiful. I never thought that your hidden attribute is a clownfish! Hahahaha!” Su Ming burst into laughter, then lowered his voice and said, “I wasn’t wrong. I knew that you would take me in!”
An Rao: ...
If he had previously inferred that the game would match alienated animal species based on human characteristics, he was now willing to admit that his inference was complete nonsense.
I have nothing in common with the famous ocean man’s mother!!!
"It's okay, Boss," Su Ming wiped his tears and tried to hold back a smile as he consoled him, "At least your color scheme is the most premium, Hermès orange! You're the most luxurious on the entire ship!"
Well said, don't say it next time, social smile.jpg
The weather is relatively better today, the visibility is not so low, and even the wind is a little weaker. Large fish can be seen swimming leisurely in the deep blue water. If you ignore the suffocating atmosphere and piles of garbage, it feels like a vacation.
More and more people died, and even the dumbest people realized something was wrong. No one said anything stupid like this was a VR game anymore, and everyone was working in silence and despair. Su Ming, who was reloading the artillery with ammunition, watched with a worried look on his face as An Rao threw a bunch of rags in the most conspicuous place on the deck.
"Boss," Su Ming reminded quietly, "Do you know how to clean? If the captain finds you playing with garbage, you'll be dead!"
"Ah, it seems that I chose a good location," An Rao patted the child's shoulder, "I was worried that he wouldn't find it. Work hard and don't be distracted!"
After saying that, An Rao threw a handful of rotten apple cores that he had collected with great difficulty next to the pile of rags.
Su Ming: ...
Soon, a pair of black boots appeared in front of An Rao as expected.
"Snap!" The blood-stained whip made a loud noise beside An Rao.
"I told you I have very high requirements for cleanliness." Pais kicked the pile of rags hard, staring at An Rao with his cloudy one eye.
Everyone else stopped what they were doing and stared blankly. An Rao's muscles were tense and aching, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead. The temperature around him suddenly dropped, and the bloody whip began to slide towards him, making a rustling sound.
Hold on, it's not time yet.
An Rao's breathing was slightly choked, his nails dug into his palms which were covered in cold sweat, and every muscle in his body tensed up.
Wait a little longer.
"Since you are so bad at cleaning, then go back to your room first—"
"Dear Captain, I do this for a reason, you must listen to me!" Before Pais could finish talking about the punishment, An Rao suddenly knelt down on one knee, grabbed the captain's trouser leg and shouted, abruptly interrupting the announcement of the punishment.
Without waiting for the captain to speak, An Rao hurriedly continued: "As a cleaner, my mission is to ensure that everyone on the ship can work and live in a comfortable and clean environment."
"The so-called comfortable and clean living and working environment is not a spotless environment. It is like a gunner who has nothing beside him, it is not convenient to put in the shells and get the flint easily. A sail mender must have a lot of needles and threads beside him, otherwise he cannot complete the sail mending work at all."
"And these strips of cloth," Anrao picked up a piece of rag and showed it to Pais, "They are just torn but not dirty at all. I collected them together just for First Mate Parrot!"
Pais didn't say anything, but stared at Anrao with an expressionless face.
"The first mate is the smartest parrot I have ever seen! To be honest, I was a veterinarian before I was recruited by you to become a sailor on board. I know that birds like to live in nests made of soft cotton and straw." At this point, An Rao's mood suddenly became depressed. "I have always wanted to find some cotton for the first mate, but unfortunately there is none on the ship, so I can only collect strips of cloth everywhere, and even take the straw from my only broom..."
"I am just trying to provide our smart and powerful first mate with a little convenience in life to the best of my ability." The little cleaner was about to cry.
Pais said nothing, looking up at the parrot thoughtfully.
"Ga, ga, ga!" The parrot lived up to everyone's (mainly An Rao's) expectations and landed on the small nest made of rags and straw branches with a "whoosh". Then it sighed comfortably and even tilted its head to rummage through the pile of rotten apple cores next to the rag nest.
Pais's gloomy expression finally relaxed. After half a minute that seemed as long as a century, Pais ordered, "Go find a new broom to sweep the floor." After saying that, he turned and walked away.
"Huh..." An Rao let out a breath, his legs went limp, and he almost sat down on the ground.
"Boss, you were a bit exaggerated just now!" Su Ming commented in a low voice.
"Little kid, don't talk nonsense." An Rao patted Su Ming's head. "You know how to score points? The parrot is the captain's only trusted companion on this ship. It won't be wrong to start with it." At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Goal achieved!
There was even a surprise - the captain didn't tell us where to get the new broom!
On his first day at work, An Rao discovered that even though he was a cleaner with reasons to move around the ship, his freedom was still very limited because the parrot kept staring at him, not giving him any chance to observe freely.
However, even under such strict surveillance, An Rao still found something strange. He still couldn't find the captain's room. Generally speaking, the captain's room should be at the bow of the first deck, so that the captain can steer the ship and check the direction of the ship at any time. However, in addition to the rudder, the bow of this ship, where the captain's room should be, is actually just a conference room. There is nothing in it except an empty conference table.
What about other places? Where did Pais go when he left before dark every day? Why didn't he just tell me where the broom was?
Pais didn't seem to be completely familiar with this ship. An Rao even felt that Pais was afraid of this ship. This ship did not belong to him, so his purpose of wanting to catch up with the ship in front was very intriguing.
In order to get a new broom, An Rao began to "search" on the ship with a legitimate reason. This time, even the parrot didn't follow him.
The first deck was visibly empty, and the second deck was the main resting and activity place for the crew, and there was no chance to walk through it before. At this moment, An Rao was walking alone on the second deck, and his lonely footsteps echoed in the corridor. Most of the rooms on both sides of the corridor were locked from the outside, and layers of dark brown stains seeped out from under the doors and had penetrated deeply into the wooden floor and could not be cleaned.
Due to limited light sources, the second-floor deck corridor appeared dim and hazy even during the day, and the decorative paintings hanging on the corridor walls could only show vague outlines.
That feeling of being watched appeared again, like an invisible poisonous snake, spitting out scarlet tongue, silently and invisibly wrapping around him.
An Rao subconsciously looked back. There was no one in the corridor, but the strange and familiar feeling of being watched like a shadow once again climbed up his back. That hungry, eager, and inquiring gaze had been there since he could remember.
Over the years, An Rao has become accustomed to the feeling of living with this invisible gaze, but after entering this amusement park, it has become more frequent, more obvious and more unscrupulous.
In the decorative oil paintings hanging in the corridor, pairs of eyes were quietly open. Some eyes were scarlet because they were covered with blood, some eyes were left with only blank whites due to the peeling of paint, and some eyes were left with only an empty black hole due to the carvings and pecking of arrows. But at this moment, they all stared at An Rao's back quietly without any emotion, as if they were rusty machines, moving one frame at a time with An Rao's figure.
At the top of the second deck was a huge room that occupied the entire bow of the second deck. The luxurious and old double doors were not only firmly locked from the outside with copper locks, but the two doors were even nailed together with wooden strips like a seal.
Strange, An Rao touched the wooden strip, then twisted the black ash in his hand. It seemed that the room had been sealed for a long time. Although it was possible that the room was not used through the main door but through a side door, considering Pais's fear of the ship, he probably didn't dare to mess with the ship. This room couldn't be the captain's room.
Suddenly, a sound of unhurried footsteps sounded behind me.
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