I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

  Chapter 252 Interest (first order plus update)

   "Now, you can go back to the house, take a good sleep, and relax yourself completely. Because tomorrow, there is another more important test waiting for you."

  After speaking, the captain intends to go back.

  Sifah asked, "Captain, what will be the assessment tomorrow?"

   Ken looked back at him, showing a meaningful smile: "You will know tomorrow, you will definitely like it."

  After the captain left with the second mate and the sailors, Sifa and the others went back to the shack and lay back on their ‘bed’.

  Captain is really appetizing.

   did not tell us, what is the specific content of the assessment tomorrow, how can I sleep like this?

   said this, but looking at the dim roof, Xifa gradually felt the weight of his eyelids, and gradually slipped into a sweet dream.

  The next day, after packing up the luggage, the Westphalians returned to the Wave and assembled on the deck.

Ken Angus changed into a white long dress and draped it on his body today, grinning, watching Sifa and his group laugh: "Look at you, now you all look like people living on the sea. After changing your clothes, even if you are thrown into the pirates, it will not arouse others' suspicion."

  Sifa only noticed that this week's life on the deserted island did make a few big changes for them.

  Because they are often exposed to the sun, not to mention that both Sifa and Edward are tanned. Even Natalie, who often hides in the house, has a darker complexion. And because the food is monotonous, there is no fruit, and no other nutrients are supplemented, their skin has become a lot rougher.

but.

  Quincy does not seem to have changed much.

  He was originally tall and thin, with a bronze complexion. A week of life on a desert island might not bring him much change.

  The sound of footsteps sounded.

Sailor Luo Jia pushed over a hanger with several sets of clothes hanging on it: "Come on, pick what kind of clothes you like. Remember to take the changed clothes back and destroy them, and then you will officially become a pirate. ."

  Everyone was startled.

  Quincy was the first to shout: "What, pirates? Are we not the navy? Why did we become pirates!"

  "Do you think that as a navy, you can enter the group of pirates, get their recognition, gain their trust, and get the news we want?"

The captain said unhurriedly: "Yes, starting from today, you will be active in the sea as pirates. You will rob merchant ships, you will come into contact with pirates, and you will do something that you would never touch at all. Thing."

  "This requires you to have dedication and self-sacrifice. If you can't do it, I still say that. You must quit as soon as possible."

   "How about, Mr. Quincy."

  "This is the last chance. After today, if you just want to quit, I won't agree."

  Quincy's chest was ups and downs, it seemed that after experiencing a psychological struggle, he hummed, picked a set of dark clothes on the hanger, and turned away.

  A moment later, when they returned to the deck, they had already changed their clothes.

  Sifah wears an orange striped shirt with black vest and trousers. On the chest of the vest, there is a cascading, exaggerated petal-like silver ornament.

  Others are also different.

  They threw the original clothes, including shoes, into an empty oil drum that had been prepared long ago, and then the captain set a fire to destroy these things.

  The captain coughed dryly and said, "Okay, listen. We will looting a merchant ship this afternoon. If you have a mental disorder, that's not necessary."

  "Because we are not acting as bloodthirsty pirates, but like ‘King of the Five Seas’ Nast, who only looted property and does not kill captives, a principled pirate."

   "Also, that merchant ship belongs to Intis. It will be our invitation to enter the world of pirates."

   "And you guys, of course not including Miss Natalie."

  "Your mission is to disintegrate the resistance on the ship. When you successfully hijacked the ship. Congratulations, you will pass the assessment. You will be awarded the rank of second lieutenant in the navy's archives!"

  "Later, I will ask Roger to give you the information about Merchant Shipping. Now, do you have any questions?"

  Sifa raised his hand: "Captain, what is the name of our pirate group? Or, have you prepared a title for yourself? This is very helpful for us to start our brand, and it will also help us quickly expand our reputation among pirates."

"this."

  Ken Angus glanced at the sailor and coughed a few times: "Of course I am prepared, how could it not be, haha."

  No, you didn’t. Sifa didn’t try to expose him, smiled and asked, “Then what’s your title?”

   "Well, this." The captain paced back and forth on the deck, and suddenly said, "Iron and blood, Admiral Iron and blood!"

   "Admiral Ken Angus!"

   "Not bad, right?"

  Xifa smiled and said, "Iron and blood is a good word, but the general's words, the starting point will not be too high. I am afraid that as soon as this title is defeated, other generals will come to trouble us."

  "What do you think of the brigadier general? It is different from other second- and third-rate pirates, and it does not climb on top of other generals."

   "When our team grows stronger, it will not be too late for you to be called Lieutenant General."

  The captain rubbed his stubborn chin: "You have a good idea. First call it a brigadier general. After we have annexed some pirate regiments and expanded the fleet, we will talk about other things."

   "Well, you have a lot of ideas. If our fleet grows in the future, I will let you be the captain."

  Sifa smiled to this kind of empty check, but did not respond.

  After consulting for a while ~www.readwn.com~ the captain announced his dissolution. Xifa hurried to the bathroom, closed the door, and chanted in a low voice.

  "Fools who do not belong to this era;"

  "You are the mysterious master above the gray mist;"

  "You are the king of yellow and black who is in charge of good luck."

   "I pray for your listening."

  "Due to some unexpected events, I cannot participate in the Tarot meeting in the afternoon. I am very sorry."

   Backlund.

Klein, who was lying on the bed, turned over and got up with his forehead. He looked out the window, the window was not bright enough, a faint mist drifting on the street, dark and clammy.

  At this time, the illusory shout that echoed in his ears had faded, and Klein knew which member of the Tarot Society should be calling him. But he can't afford to go over the gray fog to check the message on a whim.

  He still remembers that in the early hours of the morning, in the dark sewers at the East Barang dockyard, Lan Erwus’ head hit the wall into a sparse picture.

   "Captain, I have recovered some ‘interest’ for you."

  (End of this chapter)