Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

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In the waters of Rorsted Islands, in a small port with a fishing village, the bottom cabin of "Future".

Frank Lee rolled up his cuffs, folded his arms, and carefully examined the pieces of pork in front of him.

The pork is full in color, evenly fat and thin, and the meat is delicate, with some green and brown traces on some parts.In the part of the red meat, if you look closely, there are also unique vein-like lines.

Frank stretched out his hand to touch, pinch, and squeeze. The pork was juicy, but there was no blood.

Mr. Frank, who has been dubbed "abundance" by the Aurora Society and some people in the City of Silver, looked at the pork up and down, and then looked around, looking at the cabin full of formed pork and green pork. , unformed pork, white fat, and pork that has not yet been picked and sprouted, said to the "craftsman" Sharf beside him:
"Yes, this experiment has made progress again. Thanks to you for reminding me that 'it doesn't have to grow the whole pig', as long as the edible part of the pig grows."

"This not only shortens the growth time, but also allows me to concentrate nutrients on the meat."

"I used pork and plant cells for fusion culture. Neither of the two items is aggressive, nor does it need to have other effects, nor does it produce biological toxins. With the previous experimental cases of apples and chickens, this time I finally got it right. route."

"It is said that those hungry people have obtained basic living security through mushrooms, and then they can pursue the taste, variety and texture of food... I was thinking, sometimes, I went to the wilderness to fill my stomach , need to carry dry food or hunt wild animals, which is too troublesome, if you can carry this gene, and use yourself or other things as a petri dish to directly cultivate, wouldn't it save a lot of trouble?"

"Uh, how does it taste?"

Beside him, "Craftsman" Sharf was using the frying pan with a complex expression, frying a piece of cut mature pork with onions in the pan.His appearance has changed drastically from when he just escaped from Intis. The heavy work has left him no time to pursue gorgeous clothes and exquisite food, and it has also made his body rapidly become stronger and looks much healthier.

After being sent to work with Frank Lee, on a macho pirate ship that didn't even have a woman to woo, he looked like a pirate, with unkempt stubble, dark circles under his eyes, and hair that hadn't been washed in weeks Greasy and messy tied behind the head.

Frank leaned over and watched the pork being coated with bread crumbs and fried until golden on both sides, and then Scharf cut it open with a kitchen knife. The muscle texture inside the cut surface was clear and beautiful, and the juice oozed out after a little squeeze, which looked incomparable tasty.

The room was full of aromas, and even Sharf, who had witnessed the whole process of pork being born, had to swallow his saliva.

Frank happily took a piece with his dining fork, put one hand under it, and took a bite: "It smells good...it tastes good too. I haven't eaten a higher-grade pork chop. What do you think?" ?”

"...According to your taste, taste and cost, you can open a big restaurant in Trier."

Sharf also ate the other half, and he was still a little bit unsatisfied. He felt delicious and happy in this piece of pork, as if he saw his wonderful life before leaving Trier, so that he looked at the eyes of other pork Also become greedy.

He has been working with Frank for a while. He has seen apples that can run on the ground and bark, mushrooms that can eat people and monsters, and mushrooms that can produce milk, fish, meat and beef. Beef-flavored mashed potatoes that have been multiplied about three times, and wheat cows that are being cultivated. In contrast, plant pork is so harmless that it makes people want to cry.

"Well, let's study and observe for a while, and give it to other people on board to see if there will be any side effects due to race, physique and route. If everything is safe, then you can contact Mr. X from the Aurora Order .”

The texture and taste are even better than expected, but the simplest cooking method is still extremely delicious.Frank also resisted the urge to have another piece, but unfortunately, the pork in front of him was still a laboratory product, a precious sample, so he couldn't eat more.

He couldn't help fantasizing: "It would be great if I could get some spiritual power from the 'Singer' pathway through Mr. X, or items that have been blessed. In the sea, Extraordinary items with purification ability are very popular... It's a pity that the captain said that Ms. D has already found another job near her home, and she won't be visiting the 'Future' again in a short time..."

"By the way, Frank, why don't you try making something else?"

Sharf had a sudden thought:
"Since you cultivators can hybridize plants and animals, can you make guns and ammunition grow out of the ground?"

"Weapons are the product of war and sacrifice, not a symbol of fertility." Frank shook his head, "I heard from the captain that the high sequence of your 'intellectuals' will directly lose the vitality of an entire land, absorbing the power of the land to create It is a blasphemy against the earth and the harvest, but you are my friend, and I will not let you return to the earth."

Sharf rubbed his arms and asked this question because the improvement task assigned to him by the Pilgrim Sect had not yet been completed, and the factory said that the supply of spiritual heat weapons was in short supply, but Frank said so, so he had no choice but to give up this lazy idea:

"Let's not talk about that, let's talk about the improvement direction of plant pork."

"No problem! I have an idea, next step, should we try to grow pork chops directly from the ground?"

"...Forget it, not everyone likes pork chops, it may cause waste. The pork is already very good now..."

Some crew members were also attracted by the scent from the bottom cabin. Although Frank has gradually introduced many safer, harmless, and healthier products, no one would be surprised if they saw the mushrooms and potatoes growing on the decks and corridors. There is too much interest in them, not to mention the apples running on the ground.

"Going to meet Frank?" The second officer sniffed the intoxicating aroma in the air, and asked the others in a low voice.

"No hurry," answered the bosun, "it will be in the mess hall for sure."

At this time, somewhere outside the fishing village, the green vines retracted rapidly, as if they were growing backwards.

"Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya stepped out of it, her eyes were deep purple mixed with silver.

The illusory ravings from the "hidden sage" still echoed in her ears, but they were no longer unbearable as before. All she could see were countless cruising figures whose shapes were indescribable, like a thick layer of shadows. The curtain is an invisible line of sight cast from nowhere.

Compared with before, she has been able to vaguely see the unknown existence hidden behind the curtain, and she has been able to witness round after round of moons of different colors in the sky. They are blood red, silver white, dark brown, or blue, like a bird. Eyes that look only at the earth.

Cattleya's mind froze for a moment, and she quickly looked away, not daring to look again.

She has relied on analyzing the blood of the "Snake of Destiny", completed the ceremony, obtained divinity, and became a Sequence 4 of the "Secret Peer" pathway, "Mysticist"!
However, she remembered that the Queen once warned her:

Among all the Sequence 22s of the 4 pathways, "occultist" is the "occupation" that is most likely to encounter danger, because it often sees things that should not be seen, hears voices that should not be heard, and touches that should not be touched. Touch the secret.

Therefore, if a "occultist" wants to live for a long time, he must know how to restrain his curiosity and control his corresponding behavior.

Taking off the heavy glasses clipped to her clothes, Cattleya put them on the bridge of her nose, but the various things she saw in her eyes that did not belong to the real world did not disappear.

She twitched the corners of her mouth in half self-deprecating and half satisfied, knowing that this item could no longer seal her secret-peeping eyes.

She closed her eyes for a while, and then opened them. Those pupils were already dark, without the mysterious deep purple and silvery white.

Huh... Cattleya breathed a sigh of relief, and walked slowly towards the location of the "Future", as if she just got off the ship and took a walk.

She didn't intend to spread the news that she became a demigod, and she didn't intend to quickly become the third king of the sea. To her, this was one of the trump cards in the dangerous world, and she would not throw it easily.

And now she finally has the qualifications to contact the survivors of "Dawn of Elements", and finally has the capital to cooperate...

Suddenly, her spirituality shook violently, and the already weakened, almost inaudible ravings of the "Hidden Sage" suddenly became louder, surrounding her, as if there was a distant voice hidden in layers upon layers. After the raving.

Cattleya instinctively felt that if she could hear a few words from that voice, her "Mysticist" potion would definitely be able to digest most of it in a short period of time, but it was this recognition that made her even more terrified.The ancient call seemed to pass through time and space, and came from an extremely distant and empty place. Cattleya, who had just been promoted to spiritual instability, was horrified. She chanted in a low voice almost at the same time:

"A fool who does not belong to this era..."

After chanting the venerable name, before the voice that echoed in the wilderness reached Cattleya's ears, the red light engulfed her like a tide.

One second before the astral body went to the gods, Cattleya turned her head, and saw the blue of the sea and the silver and white of the sky boiling violently like boiling water, the sea level at the end of the field of vision fluctuated, and there was an unprecedented tsunami is brewing.

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North Sunya Sea, on board the "Youlan Avenger".

The ghost ship from the fourth era was thrown up and down in the huge waves like a hill. Alger Wilson floated behind the window of the captain's cabin with his feet off the ground, trying his best to spread his spirituality and stabilize the ship.

A huge wave hit, and the hull of the "Ghost Blue Avenger" tilted dangerously, and then the wind howled on the side of the tilt, and an extremely unpleasant song came from the wind, which abruptly straightened the ghost ship.

But there were still a few unlucky sailors who fell into the sea and were swallowed by the huge waves without making a sound. Alger was already covered in water, not only the torrential rain of sea water, but also brushing past death again and again resulting in cold sweats.

He had already digested part of the "Ocean Singer" potion, and was struggling to survive the tsunami.A week ago, he reported to the Church of Storms that he exchanged his previously accumulated merits for a potion of "Wind Blessed One" and took it successfully. That is to say, his sequence has been raised to 6 in the official information. Of course, He had to re-digest the "Wind's Blessed" potion, but it wasn't difficult.

Even after becoming a Sequence 5, Alger only had a slight respite from the natural disaster, and if it weren't for this hidden promotion, he would have been shipwrecked and killed now!
The remaining sailors tied themselves tightly to the boat and prayed loudly to the Lord of Storms in the wind and waves, but their prayers did not receive the mercy of the gods. Like ordinary people who have encountered wind and waves, they all felt the tyranny of the ocean and sky without exception.Even if they are sailors, being able to move freely in the sea is useless. With such a big wave and such a frenzied sea, even if Alger, the "Singer of the Sea", jumps, he may be swept up by the sea and hit a certain reef to be smashed to pieces. !

The sky was gloomy, the sun disappeared, and only silver lightning illuminated the world.

Lightning illuminated the monstrous waves, and for a moment, Argel had the illusion that he was in the land abandoned by gods.

He didn't lose his way, there was a port dozens of kilometers away, but he wasn't sure if he could get there alive with the "Blue Avenger", let alone whether the small island was still there. The island should have been swallowed!
At this moment, Alger suddenly felt a cold and terrifying breath crawling up his back, like a cold snake climbing against his spine, Alger was horrified, he saw it, he saw it The blackness of the bottom spread from the end of the field of vision, and spread from his back. Wherever he passed, the sky turned into the gate of the underworld. Huge skeletons and countless babies' hands rose from the sea water. An extremely huge old-fashioned steam ship As if sailing from another world, ghostly spirit bodies hovered above, and countless illusory figures came and went.

The hull of the ship is full of rust, with countless barnacles and shellfish growing, and aquatic plants are crawling in every corner.

The sculpture on the bow has no head, like a beheaded person, lightning once again illuminates the sky, and a few Loen characters that seem to be written in blood are faintly visible under the layers of marine life——

"Laurel"!
"The Sinking Laurel"!
Countless relevant information flashed across Alger's mind instantly.

This ship was to the Balam Empire during the colonial period...

This ship plundered a lot of property, but it sank strangely in the violent sea after walking a safe channel, unable to salvage...

Guessing from the perspective of mysticism, combined with the information given by the Tarot Society, it probably plundered too many spiritual items related to "Reaper", so that it resonated with the "Reaper" power of the violent sea, leading to the sinking...

So, now that the ship has resurfaced, who salvaged it and who is piloting it?
Alger felt that his vitality was rapidly decreasing, he finally no longer cared about his hidden strength, and he didn't care about the other people on the "Blue Avenger". He immediately closed his eyes and prayed in his heart:

"A fool who does not belong to this era..."

The moment he was engulfed by the red light, Alger saw the big ship of the undead sailing towards him with boundless darkness, and his crew members were caught in the darkness by the coiled vines and the baby's arms in panic. , while he fell from the boat and his body fell into the sea.

TBC
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Double change.