Chapter 40: The captain of the terrifying cruise ship, please show mercy!
The "octopus" version of the ghost ship floats quietly on the sea, like a giant sea monster.
The crew had no choice but to accept Gu Rong as the captain of the small boat.
The skull chirped again, calling out to the little captain.
"Little Captain, Little Captain!"
"We have a little captain now!"
006 said: [My dear host, we have become the captain of the ghost ship. Next, we will lead the Pharaoh into the ghost den. Then our mission will be completed.]
Gu Rong raised his little fist: "Go!"
The crew members were so inspired by the little cub that their blood boiled.
This kid is truly the chosen captain of the ghost ship.
The people on the Pharaoh, who were a hundred meters away, saw through the telescope that on the ghost ship, their second prince raised his little fist, and the crew members followed suit. The second prince raised his fist again, and the crew members followed suit.
The ghost ship was made up of countless skulls, and those skulls shouted in unison, "Captain," and the shouts reached the Pharaoh.
Everyone on the Pharaoh was shocked when they heard the calls of "Little Captain" one after another.
Little captain?
Their second prince actually became the enemy's little captain? !
This, this, this...
"Your Majesty!" The minister who advocated for the death penalty finally found the strongest support for his point of view. He spoke loudly and bowed deeply. "The Second Prince was raised by lowly people, and he has indeed rebelled. Now he has become the captain of a ghost ship. We cannot tolerate this, Your Majesty!"
As he spoke, the minister who supported the death penalty glared at the minister who supported the generous reward. That look spoke for itself.
Long before the Pharaoh set sail, they insisted on sentencing the cub to death or life imprisonment. It turned out that they had foresight. This cub was a hidden danger and must not be allowed to live!
The ministers who supported the generous rewards had always insisted on treating the cub like a little prince. When they heard the ghost ship's repeated calls of "Little Captain," their eyelids twitched, and they spoke righteously, "Your Majesty, there are more than 3,000 people on the ghost ship. How could they let a two-year-old cub be the captain? There must be a trick, perhaps a plot to sow discord. If the Star Sea Continent punishes General Nicholas's orphan, how will they explain it to the people of the Star Sea Continent? We must not let this happen..."
"We must not let the souls of our soldiers down, right?" the death-granting minister interrupted. "What else can you say besides this? If we allow this traitor to stay, and it leads to disaster for the entire Xinghai Continent, we will be in vain for the souls of the Nicholas family who died fighting for their country!"
In the conference room, the king sat at the head of the table, supporting his chin with his hand, looking at the ministers below who were arguing again, and rubbing his temples with a headache.
The ministers of the Reward Party were the best at sophistry: "Anyone with a brain wouldn't believe that a ghost ship would let a two-year-old cub be its captain. This is clearly a plot to sow discord!"
Death-granting faction: "The ghost ship has its own consciousness. Those skulls are calling out to the captain, which clearly shows that they have recognized their master."
The generous reward group: "What if the kid is planning to work with us from the inside and outside and go undercover!"
Death-granting faction: "Undercover? Haha, what a joke, do you believe it yourself?"
"That's enough."
Louis XIII raised his hand to stop them from arguing, as if he finally couldn't stand it anymore.
The ministers on both sides fell silent.
Louis XIII stood up, holding the Soul Sword in his hand. He had a gentle temperament, but an awe-inspiring aura.
At this time, a subordinate came to report: "Your Majesty, the ghost ship is heading towards the Pharaoh!"
“…”
As soon as these words were spoken, the scene fell into dead silence.
They were still hesitating, but the ghost ship had already rushed forward.
*
The skulls were arranged to form a rudder. Gu Rong, wearing a captain's hat, stood in front of the rudder, steering the ship left and right with his little hands, just like driving a bumper car, looking very professional.
Under the control of the captain, the ghost ship moved in an S shape on the ghost cave. The big octopus moved towards the Pharaoh like a water snake.
The ghost ship and the Pharaoh are getting closer and closer.
The tentacles of the "octopus" silently sank to the bottom of the sea. The skulls that formed the tentacles, singing a ballad, joyfully attacked the Pharaoh, preparing to take advantage of its unpreparedness and drag it from the bottom of the water into the ghostly den...
[Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter. The ghost ship has gradually become more like a child in the hands of a child!]
[The cub wearing the captain's hat is so cute, I'm so cute! [Reward points]]
[However, it seems that these crew members are about to collapse. ]
The harder Gu Rong drove the boat, the more the crew members wanted to die.
They all held on to the mast tightly, and some even lay flat on the deck. The sailors, who had always lived on the sea, were tossed around and felt seasick for the first time in their lives.
Some people even started rolling their eyes.
"Little Captain, vomit... do you want to vomit... take a break for a while..."
"Little Captain, it's time to eat...eat first and then... "
"Little Captain, please show mercy, little Captain, spare my life, Yue..."
"Where are we driving to? Are we almost reaching heaven? I think I saw God..."
“…”
Gu Rong looked at the crew members who were full of energy just a moment ago but now dying and starting to talk nonsense, and tilted his little round head in confusion: "Huh? What's wrong with you?"
The crew members thought to themselves, we are fine, we are just dying.
My goodness, before we even reached the other side, our entire team was wiped out.
Who could have thought that the captain would drive the boat without distinguishing between friend and foe and attack his own people first.
Isaac also looked pale...his dark face turned three shades paler. He leaned against the fence and didn't say a word for a long time.
The live broadcast room was filled with both laughter and sympathy, but Zizi himself was not affected at all, his little face even flushed with excitement.
Isaac couldn't help himself and said, "Little Captain, would you like to stop for a moment and have a meal first?"
When he heard about eating, Gu Rong let go of the rudder and nodded: "Well, the cub is already hungry!"
The crew members breathed a sigh of relief after surviving.
The ghost ship finally stopped 200 meters away from the Pharaoh.
The original distance was one hundred meters, but after the ghost ship's snake-like movement, the two ships finally opened up a distance of 100 meters.
The Pharaoh crew, who were constantly observing the ghost ship, responded: "......?!"
Is this called heading towards the Pharaoh?
Could it be that the Second Prince is actually undercover? Even though he's on a ghost ship, his heart is still with the Pharaoh?
The minister of the death penalty faction looked at the minister of the generous reward faction, with confusion that could not be concealed in his eyes. However, the minister of the generous reward faction did not show it on the surface, but he was also confused in his heart.
Don't judge a kid by his appearance, he's so resourceful at such a young age!
A good father will have a good son. He is indeed worthy of being the child of General Nicholas!
*
With the help of Xiao Lin, Zhuang Yu and Shen Hanxiao rescued Old John and a group of potters and put them back in the lower class cabin.
Old John was filled with worry for his son. His old hands, as dry as bark, trembled as he grasped Zhuang Yu's hand. He asked in a trembling voice, "Big brother, will he be okay?"
Zhuang Yu patted his hands and comforted him, "Don't worry, Grandpa John, the cub will be fine!"
Old John was still worried, so he grabbed Shen Hanxiao with his other hand and confirmed again and again: "Brother of the little brother, will the little brother be okay?"
Shen Hanxiao assured: “Don’t worry, Grandpa John, the little ghost will be back soon.”
Old John: "That's good, that's good."
But his brows still couldn't relax.
Zaizai is only two years old, it’s impossible not to worry.
Zhuang Yu and Shen Hanxiao were also worried. Gu Rong was now in the ghost ship and they had no way of knowing his situation. They also didn't know what mission the boy was going to do, so they couldn't help at all.
The environment in the lower-class cabin was much worse than in the upper-class cabin. A large rat, squeaking, scurried past Zhuang Yu and Shen Hanxiao's feet.
Both of them were startled.
The mouse was almost as big as a cat. It suddenly jumped out and slipped right under my feet. It was really scary.
It was no surprise that Old John and the other pot-makers were used to the company of rats.
"Even such a luxurious cruise ship has rats," a pot-maker said sarcastically. "You can't exterminate rats, just like you can't expel darkness."
The other pot-maker sneered, "We are lowly creatures, like rats that can never be completely exterminated. Even if we are not respectable, we cannot be completely killed. Not only can we not be killed, but we have to breathe the same air with us."
"No matter how smelly the shit is, they can't help but poop. What's so noble about that?"
He was arrested and interrogated for no apparent reason. Although the pot-maker had been enduring it, he was still suppressing his anger.
Now, their children have also fallen into the enemy ship, and they have finally lost their patience.
Zhuang Yu and Shen Hanxiao listened silently without saying a word.
People on the Xinghai Continent are divided into different classes, and the inferior races are not treated as human beings at all. The moment the inferior races cross the deep sea ghost den, this rock-solid system has been shaken.
*
Gu Rong was no longer at the helm, but the ghost ship still stood on the sea in the form of a giant octopus.
Not to mention the crew members who were dizzy, even the skulls that were singing at the bottom of the sea were dizzy, their eyes rolling around and they were unconscious.
While waiting for dinner, Gu Rong had already started skating on the deck on the skull-shaped ice skates. The skull was more stable than ice skates, and he was running around the deck carrying the captain.
Gu Rong opened his short little hands and laughed happily. His laughter was so contagious that the crew members who were still recuperating could not help but smile.
After playing with roller skates, Gu Rong started playing with the skull version of the tricycle, shaking his head and starting to cheer "The Little Jumping Frog" again.
The little captain was so cute that the crew members, considering that they were not dead, started to watch the cubs play.
The captain is different from the undead crew members. He cannot eat raw fish and must eat cooked food.
After tinkering for a long time, the crew members finally managed to cook some decent dishes.
Gu Rong came over on his tricycle, looking at Fanfan eagerly.
The crew opened the lid and said, "Steamed devil shark, please enjoy it, Captain!"
Gu Rong covered his belly and said, "Bad boy, I have diarrhea!"
Another crew member opened the lid and said, "Captain, here's our secret braised three-headed shrimp recipe for protein!"
Gu Rong said in disgust, "What a stinky shrimp!"
"Crab-legged turtle, roasted sea pig, human-faced conch..."
Live broadcast room: ...
Go away, what is going on?
See for yourself if this is edible!
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