On the Future, Frank Lee rolled up his shirt sleeves, shook his pen, and wrote with a smile:

"My dear friend German Sparrow, I have good news for you. I have successfully cultivated a new kind of mushroom using the flesh and blood of the Rose Bishop. As long as there are fish, it will continue to reproduce, so we don't have to worry about not being able to eat mushrooms after sailing for too long. Moreover, it can be hybridized with beef and tastes great!

“Its only shortcoming is that it can’t fish by itself. Someone must help it. But I don’t think that’s a big problem. After all, Nina said that it won’t pollute the ocean. Well, let’s assume that she’s right.

"I sent you some dried mushrooms. As long as they are given water and fish, they will immediately become normal and reproduce on their own. I hope you like my gift..."

After a lot of chatter, Frank folded the letter, put it into the envelope, stuffed three dried mushrooms in it, and then applied glue to make it airtight.

After doing all this, he took out the note paper Klein gave him and carefully prepared the ritual to summon the messenger according to the description on it.

This was not complicated for Frank. It didn't take him long to set up the altar and create the spiritual wall.

Finally, he solemnly placed a Loen gold coin in front of the candle.

After lighting the candle and muttering the spell, he stared at the flame intently, watching it expand and a headless lady carrying four heads walked out.

Frank was startled at first, then he looked at the four bright-looking heads of Renette, Tinicole, and Nicole with a frenzy, and murmured:

“How did you do that?

“Why are they completely consistent?

“If we plant it in the soil, can we grow more?”

The eyes of the four heads held in Renette Nicole's hands turned and looked in different places, finally falling on Frank Lee's face.

Suddenly, all the soil in various containers in the room flew out and piled up in front of Frank.

Frank then floated up, rolled in the air with a stunned expression, and fell headfirst into the pile of mud.

His legs kept struggling outside, but he couldn't pull them out for a while.

Only then did two of Renette Tinicole's four heads stretch forward and bite the envelope and the gold coin respectively.

When she completely disappeared, Frank Lee finally found the best point to exert force, left the soil and fell to the ground.

"Amazing..." Frank sighed in fear, then smeared the dirt on his face into his mouth, chewed it carefully for a while, and whispered to himself, "It's a bit sour..."

At this time, Cattleya, the "Admiral of the Stars" who had just completed the sacrifice in the captain's room, seemed to have noticed something. Her deep purple eyes subconsciously looked towards the room where Frank Lee was, and vaguely saw a crudely handmade illusory doll.

This doll has no head!

The scene flashed by, and Cattleya's eyes closed instantly. She felt a burning pain inside, and two lines of tears flowed down uncontrollably.

She frowned a little bit and whispered uncertainly:

"Ancient evil?"

…………

After "distributing" the meteorite crystal and the cerebrospinal fluid of the black hunting monitor lizard to the "magician" and Miss "justice", Klein returned to the real world and lay down on the armchair. While letting his body sway gently, he thought about where to go next:

"With the news of Gehrman Sparrow's appearance and the incident with 'Mad Captain' Connors Victor, the pirates will not appear in public in Bayam for a long time. They have either boarded the ship and left the port, or are lurking in hiding, making them difficult to find.

"That is to say, there is no need for me to stay here. The affairs of the rebels can be controlled through the response of 'Sea God' and the transmission of Danitz.

"Well, let's go to the Seaweed Bar, get a fake ID, buy a black boat ticket, and go to Connat City in Disi Bay... This is not only the largest port there, but also David Raymond's hometown. When I released this red glove from the Creeping Hunger, I promised him to visit this beautiful coastal city and tell his daughter that the hatred is over. Well, by the way, find a way to return the extraordinary characteristics of the Nightmare to the church.

"Haha, people are so hypocritical. On one hand, they are planning to return the characteristics of 'Nightmare', and on the other hand, they are planning to steal the Sealed Object from behind the Chanis Gate of Saint Samuel Church..."

Shaking his head, Klein closed his eyes and used sleep to restore his spirituality.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly had a premonition, naturally opened his eyes, and quickly activated his spiritual vision.

Then, he saw Renette Tinicole walking out from the void.

The messenger lady was wearing a complicated black dress similar to the previous ones, and one of her heads had a letter bitten in it.

Who sent it? Danitz, Vice Admiral Iceberg, Frank, or Anderson? Klein took the letter and nodded.

"Thanks."

He was very polite to his powerful and mysterious messenger lady, and he didn't want to strangle himself one day.

"You..." "Want..." "Immediately..." "Will you reply..." The four heads held by Renette Tinicole opened their lips one by one and uttered words.

Klein tore open the seal, took out the letter, unfolded it and read it. He was shocked by the content inside and almost forgot to answer the messenger. However, Renette Tinicole was not impatient and waited quietly beside him.

One day, Frank Lee will destroy the world. We must control him and not give him a chance to advance! This guy is really something. How much does he love hybridization and creating strange plants? Uh... Silver City has always been short of food... Klein's mind flashed, and he had a bold idea.

That is to let Frank turn his research direction to various foods suitable for Silver City!

That way, cows, fish, mushrooms, rose bishops, the ocean, and the world are safe!

Klein quickly raised his head and said to the messenger:

"Yes, reply immediately."

He immediately got up from his armchair, walked to the table, took out a pen and paper, and wrote quickly:

"...I have a question. If I eat the mushroom you created, eat cooked fish, and drink a glass of water, will it continue to reproduce?"

After giving the reminder, Klein got to the point:

"... could you create a type of wheat that doesn't need sunlight to grow, or a cow that produces milk and meat by eating monsters? That seems interesting!"

Following this topic, Klein wrote a few more paragraphs, and finally folded the letter paper and handed it to Renette Tinichol, then said very naturally:

"Frank will pay for the postage."

"Hope..." "He..." "Not yet..." "Dead..." The four heads of the messenger lady said this in turn, and then sent a representative to bite the letter paper.

Hope he's not dead yet? Klein was startled. Just as he was about to ask for clarification, Renette Tinicole had entered the spirit world and disappeared without a trace.

After thinking for two seconds, Klein wrote down the divination statement and used the yellow crystal pendant to confirm that Frank Lee was still alive.

He breathed a sigh of relief silently, packed up the dried mushrooms, rubbed his forehead, and lay back in the armchair.

…………

After dinner, the "Seaweed Bar".

Klein came here again with an ordinary face.

Unlike before, the customers in the bar were mostly mixed-race people and local natives with dark skin and slightly curly hair. They either belonged to a gang in Bayam, secretly served the resistance, or both. There were not many ordinary people, and the pirates from different countries that were common in the past had all disappeared. There were only a few guys dressed as adventurers drinking strong liquor and discussing various rumors at sea.

Klein took a quick look and found Denier, whom Danitz had mentioned. This skinny local could provide fake identification and black ship tickets.

He didn't care about anything and came closer and said:

"A second-class ticket to Connacht tomorrow, and a certificate of identity."

Denier looked up at him, thought for a moment and said:

"Twenty pounds in all."

To go to Connacht, a second-class ticket alone would only cost around eight or nine pounds... However, the black ship ticket itself is much more expensive, plus they would have to provide a forged ID, so 20 pounds is not too outrageous... Klein calculated:

"When can I get it?"

"I'll give it to you in three quarters of an hour," Denier answered very skillfully. "You can pay five pounds first, and pay the rest after you get your ticket and ID."

"Okay." Klein stopped talking and took out his wallet, pulling out five one-pound bills.

He wasn't worried about anyone targeting his wallet, which might mean he could save £20 and even have something left over.

Denier had just finished verifying the authenticity of the banknotes and was about to instruct his men to do the job when he suddenly noticed that the bar had become extremely quiet!

Klein also noticed it and subconsciously looked towards the door.

There were two men there. One was wearing a swallowtail suit and a black windbreaker. His brown hair was neatly combed back. His eyes were small but bright and lively. He had a light beard around his mouth. He looked both gentlemanly and a bit casual. The other was wearing a hooded robe, which is quite rare in public places nowadays. His face was huddled in the shadows, making it difficult to see his appearance.

The casual gentleman glanced around and seemed very satisfied with the reactions of the crowd. He walked towards Denier while flipping the silver coins between his fingers. The man in the hooded robe followed behind him, taking something out of his pocket from time to time, putting it in his mouth and chewing it with a crunching sound.

The silver coins stopped turning, and the casual gentleman came to Denier and said with a laugh:

"Give me ten tickets for tomorrow's trip to Port Pritz, on three different ships."

"Yes, Mr. Odell." Denier stood up in panic and responded.

Klein didn't remember who this casual gentleman who was flipping the silver coins between his fingers was, because he didn't seem to have a bounty. It was only when he heard the name Odell that he felt vaguely familiar with it.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the hooded man take out a brown candy from his pocket, put it into his mouth, and made a sound when he bit it.

After receiving a positive response, Odell and his companion did not stop, but walked to the stairs in a quiet atmosphere and headed to the second floor of the bar.

Denier exhaled, turned his head and saw Klein's puzzled expression, and said casually:

"Odel, adventurer Odel serving the master of the Dawn."

...I remember now, Silver Viper Odell! He has always claimed that he works for the Mysterious Queen, but no one can confirm it. I can ask Ms. Hermit later...The last time I heard of him was in Damir Port. He seemed to be hanging out with Old Quinn, the intelligence officer of the Blood Admiral...But the latter has been killed by Mr. Hanged Man...Klein suddenly remembered a lot of things and asked carefully:

"And the other one?"

"Who knows?" Denier turned around and instructed his men to prepare identification documents and corresponding tickets.

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