Some say that when faced with absolute self-interest, those guys will do anything; you can even command death...
But... is that really the case?
...
A year has passed, and the happiness he was waiting for has not come to Rivist.
The death of Elijah seemed to be a blow to him, but he really tried his best and searched through the entire contract but could not find a way to cure the strange disease.
A contract is ultimately dead; it won't tell you about the relevant products. He... did his best.
Ailie's body was kindly placed in a crystal coffin and buried in the flower-filled land in the center of the island.
Beneath the dark clouds, a cold wind howled...
Driven by gold coins, the entire island's inhabitants came to the funeral. The ghost ship docked at the newly built port, and the ghosts mourned in the direction where Ailey had died.
He had no intention of turning her into a ghost or any other monster. As her last words were clear, she wanted to remain in Riverst's memory in human form.
A qualified alchemist should possess the desire to explore and should be prepared to die at any time.
Dressed in magnificent black attire and leaning on a black and gold cane, Rivist limped along with the procession, escorting Eri to her final resting place.
He smiled at Eri through the crystal coffin one last time...
Goodnight, Ai Li.
...
Some ghosts said they had a way to cure Riverst's leg injury.
It was originally just a minor injury, but Ai Li's unprofessional treatment almost ruined his leg. However, he now looks at this leg.
Looking at all those who had submitted, he felt that this was the best memory he had of her.
"I may die in the future, but before that, please let me go crazy for once!"
He gave up treatment and decided to take Ai Li's share and return to his distant family.
"It's time to go home, Ai Li..."
...
The cold rain fell mercilessly from the sky, and the mist rose, but it could not stop the longing to go home.
Inside the ghost ship, Rivist often quietly calculated the consumption of contract coins.
As previously feared, spending gold coins has become a growing problem since the islanders and ghosts have completely submitted.
He tried to force the islanders to fight each other, and the injuries from the fights could be quickly treated by trading medicine, but this method soon became unworkable as the funds kept doubling!
He then began trading in drugs that permanently enhance physical abilities, gradually raising the islanders' physical condition to its peak, and making the ghost's strength increasingly terrifying.
They exchanged for extremely sturdy materials from the ocean to arm the ghost ship, and also exchanged for some secret and special technologies, such as cannons.
To be fair, the alchemical techniques described by Ariel are indeed expensive. Although he doesn't know which corner of the world this technology comes from, it is certainly the best way for him to spend his money at this stage.
With the price of cannonballs and enchantment items, a single test shot can cost tens of thousands of gold coins!
Now, the ghost ship has completed four expansions, and dozens of enchanted cannons allow it to roam the seas freely.
The islanders donned uniform enchanted armor and wielded black steel weapons or extremely expensive enchanted firearms.
Months of training, which was originally just a costly experiment, inadvertently transformed them into their most powerful army.
“Boss!” The old captain of the ghost ship, Jessie, pushed open the door and bowed to Riverst.
"We are ready."
Rivist closed the contract, and the book quickly turned into light and was stored in his ring.
Following Jesse, he came to the deck, where the salty sea breeze, the drifting raindrops, and the wildly fluttering ghost ship's battle flag filled the air.
The ghosts around him opened their umbrellas to shield him from the rain, and they made way for Riverst to inspect the harbor.
Ten large warships carried the valiant islanders—no! They were now their own loyal warriors!
"Gentlemen!" Riverst sneered at the crowd. "My family was slaughtered by traitors who believed in the law of the sea—survival of the fittest—and thought our meaningless charity was wrong."
"Now I can tell them that the benefits of money cannot be explained by the law of the jungle, where one person fights alone!"
"Everyone! Let's set sail!"
"Tell this ocean!"
"The Griffin family is back!"
...
Their warships followed the ghostly behemoth, tearing through the sea waves.
Some sea monsters tried to devour this piece of meat, but soon, the countless enchanted scrolls on the ship made them suffer!
Rivist watched silently as the fleeing behemoths fled. Those monsters, once revered as evil gods, were in the end nothing more than foolish creatures crushed by greed.
"We used to fear the ocean, fear the extraordinary creatures of the sea, but when it comes to profit, they are all ants."
With his ever-growing collection of gold coins, he could challenge almost any sea monster! A multitude of enchanted scrolls unleashing extraordinary attacks would allow him to kill any evil god!
"You can submit to the benefits I offer, or you can refuse, and I will let those benefits destroy you in another way."
The warships are consuming the most expensive large-scale defensive scrolls. If this were to spread to the various islands, the islanders would surely say that Riverst is wasting resources!
Because these scrolls, even just one scroll, could represent a whole year's income for some island kingdoms!
Scholars would be heartbroken, kings would grit their teeth, and even evil gods would be terrified...
...
The storm at sea may subside, but this gloomy weather often accompanies Riverside.
“The course is correct!” Jesse Leigh observed the course through his binoculars; he knew the location of the island where the Riverst family was located better than anyone else.
They frequently appear in the Griffin family stories and are among the most prevalent evil gods in that sea.
They are called evil gods, but they are just people who have given them divinity. These strange and extraordinary beings that exist at sea are called evil spirits if they are weak, and they are worshipped as evil gods if they are strong. Some of them are even called ocean calamities if they are tyrannical and unpredictable.
They are mobile sources of disaster; although they cannot go ashore, the extraordinary phenomena they trigger can affect the survival of the islanders.
"Boss! There's an island! Right there!" Jessie Lai pointed in a direction, overjoyed.
Riverst remained calm, gazing at the sea fog, his thoughts drifting back to his childhood.
The warmth of family, the friendliness of the islanders, and the red roses blooming on the island have all turned to ashes in the flames of betrayal.
Those traitors, the betrayers of their families, originally only believed in a maritime religion and adhered to the principle of the survival of the fittest.
The father paid no attention to this small group of family members, but continued to pour funds into the island, encouraging the disaster-stricken islanders to regain their faith in survival.
But... this good fortune didn't last long. The group of ocean religions received a gift from an evil god, and they used some unknown means to bewitch the islanders, causing them to attack their families and people in a frenzy.
The traitors burned down the castle, breached the gates of the clan, and slaughtered innocent people indiscriminately. Those who resisted were sunk to the bottom of the sea...
Now!
The ship has docked...
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