Mystery: I can change things in books

Chapter 289 Pirate Party
Chris felt something was wrong, but after divination confirmed that Walha Gould was indeed dead, he could only feel relieved.

After returning to reality, Chris ran back to the death scene before the warlords and gangs had time to react, and obtained the extraordinary characteristics that were extracted from Walha Gould after his death.

Those jellyfish creatures only ate his body.

But with all the extraordinary characteristics released, he must be dead and cannot be resurrected...

Chris took a deep breath and left here quickly without stopping, carrying the black suitcase.

After returning to the hotel where he was staying, Chris first used simple ritual magic to eliminate traces of himself. Then after confirming safety, he chanted the honorary name and came to the Island of Stars.

On Star Island, Chris first opened the suitcase and took out the ink bottle.

In order to ensure the effectiveness of the potion, he decided to change the storage method of the potion.

Chris mobilized his spirituality and leveraged a small part of the starlight power on Star Island, allowing the starlight to wrap the "occultist"'s potion.

Storing potions this way is much safer than storing them in an ink bottle.

Looking at the Sequence 4 potion wrapped in starlight without any risk of leakage, Chris breathed a sigh of relief.

He originally wanted to go back to the Northern Continent and Backlund, but suddenly he thought that a grand pirate party was in progress.

He stretched out his hand to summon Liu Guang's original work, opened it and read it for a moment, then reached out and pressed it on Chapter 81, "In the Sunian Sea, there is an island with an extinct volcano standing on it."

The starlight overflowed, and Chris immediately gave his thoughts and returned to reality.

Before Chris could see clearly, the noise poured into his ears like a torrent of sea water. He heard the sound of sea water slapping against the rocks, the sound of wine bottles colliding, and the sound of barbecue oil escaping. There were sizzling sounds, vomiting sounds in the distance, laughter and curses, and other sounds.

Chris looked around clearly and found himself sitting under a palm tree, with the light of a bonfire burning in the distance. A dozen pirates held wine bottles and sang and danced around the bonfire.

He stood up, turned his head, and through the wide mottled palm leaves, he saw a tall mountain with a flat top in the distance.

That is an extinct volcano.

Chris nodded, knowing that almost all pirates were gathered on this island now, and the one in front of him might only be a small group of pirates.

I came here to find Alger - in the past 24 hours, I had used the "Teleport" skill once and the "Book Changing Object" skill twice.

Emperor Russell once said, "Good fertilizer should not flow into outsiders' fields." Chris decided to conjure up the two materials that Klein needed and sell them to Alger himself in exchange for a certain amount of reward.

The singing and dancing pirates seemed to hear the rustling sounds in the trees. They stopped dancing, and a tall pirate whispered something to the others, then held a machete and staggered towards Chris. coming from the bushes.

Chris stopped where he was, holding his breath and not moving.

"Who's here? Get out of here!"

The pirate took the knife and chopped the branches of vegetation left and right, cursing drunkenly, but he didn't notice Chris.

Chris looked around, crouched down, and waited for the pirate to take a few steps closer. He jumped out suddenly, stretched out his left hand, hooked his arm around the pirate's neck, pressed his right hand on his chest, and pushed back. Down, knocking the pirate to the ground.

Chris then stretched out his hand and waved a few points of rose-red starlight, which dispelled the strong smell of alcohol in the other person's mouth and affected his spirit at the same time.

"Where is the Blue Avenger?"

Chris asked.

The pirate blushed and replied dazedly:
"I don't know the Avenger. On the contrary, it's not here anyway. The others are in the north, not far away..."

After getting the definite answer, Chris headed north.

He could have confirmed Alger's location through dream divination and pendulum method, but he still had a faint worry about Adam in his heart.Although the divination on Star Island will not be disturbed, he is now in reality.

If there is an Beyonder whose rank is much higher than his own watching in secret, then his divination results may be interfered with and lead to completely different results.

He felt something was wrong when he assassinated Walha Gould just now. How could an "astrologer" be assassinated by him so easily?

The other party doesn't even have a magical item.

Chris could only see this as some covert interference from Adam.

However, after considering that Adam had no "malice" towards him, he could only pretend that nothing happened.

He left the small group of pirates and headed north.

This extinct volcanic island is not too big. In the north is a port that occupies almost one-third of the island.

At this moment, there are many ships anchored there, and their common feature is that they have various weird and unique paintings on the surface, and they have distinctive pirate flags.

Chris easily recognized the black warship. On its mast, a white flag was flapping. On the flag, there was a black skull with blue flames burning in its eye sockets.

"Black Death", the flagship of "Vice Admiral Disease" Tracy.

Chris cast his gaze towards the sea and saw the huge sailboat under the cliff.

That is the flagship of "Star Admiral" Cattleya.

At this moment, there were not many pirates on the dock. Most of them were scattered to various taverns, and the "four kings and seven generals" also went to the center of the island to participate in a secret meeting.

Chris gathered himself together, and after asking a shy pirate, he followed his guidance and walked towards a tavern.

Not long after his ears calmed down, he heard noise coming from the front again.

But it wasn't the sounds of people drinking and shouting, but the sounds of shouting and bidding.

"I'll pay 20 pounds!"

"35 pounds!"

"...35 pounds a time!"

"……make a deal!"

Chris squeezed past a pirate who was watching the excitement with his arms folded at the door and walked in.

The spacious hall of this tavern has been transformed into an auction house. The wine tables are piled in the corner. Pirates in different costumes sit on small benches. Some pirates have no seats and either sit on the floor or can only stand.

There was a table at the front, and a pirate in an ill-fitting suit was holding a gavel, acting as the auctioneer.

Chris' eyes kept scanning the tavern. When his eyes swept to the corner, the corners of his mouth raised and he found the target.

A pirate with profound features and a rugged appearance was sitting there, silently staring at the stage with calm and experienced eyes.

He wore a boat hat that didn't quite cover his dark blue hair.

It was Alger Wilson, "The Hanged Man."

Chris nodded secretly, beaming with joy. He immediately took a few steps back, left the tavern, turned to a corner where no one was watching, endured the strong smell of urine, recited the honorary name, and came to the Island of Stars.

(End of this chapter)