Chapter 624: Seeking Poison in the Wilderness (twenty)
"Wealth, fame, power, the 'drug lord' who once owned everything in the world, Roger the Ear-Cut, left a sentence before his death that made people all over the world rush to the sea - 'I want mine.
Treasure? If you want it, I'll give it to you. Go find it! Put everything there!'..."
In the early morning, on the deck of the submarine (the submarine had surfaced and docked), Captain Greybeard was making an impassioned speech in front of the crew.
Maybe it's because the content of what he said is a bit nonsense, or maybe it's because he has said it many times. In short... the crew members were either yawning or looking absentmindedly into the distance. No one listened seriously to the captain.
Teaching.
"Okay, dad... there is no need to start from the day you went to sea when you were seventeen years old..." A childish voice interrupted Gray Beard's words and said feebly, "Let's get to the point..."
The little boy who spoke was the son of Greybeard, named Max Gray. He was the second in command (first mate) on the pirate ship (submarine).
"Uh..." When Gray Beard heard this, his expression was slightly startled, and then he cleared his throat awkwardly, limped to the little man's side, leaned down and whispered softly, "Son, what's the point?"
"The point is, the treasure on the island is yours. Anyone who dares to touch it will be killed." Max whispered in his father's ear in a calm tone.
"Oh! Yes!" Greybeard responded, and immediately straightened his body, turned back to face the crew and said, "I! The great Greybeard, Edward Gray, as the fourth generation of the 'drug lord' era
One of the locusts, the man who inherited Roger's will, will never allow others to get involved in my treasure!"
"Ah... you're talking about treasure... it's actually just a few tons of inventory..." Before the captain finished speaking, a crew member standing on the far left of the first row muttered in a low voice.
This person is usually known as a mean-tongued person. No matter what he hears or sees, he always likes to mutter a few words. At the moment, he just said one sentence out of habit, but he never expected...
"Who's talking!" Graybeard immediately shouted with his broken voice, and glared fiercely in the direction from which the voice came.
The next second, the crew members next to the speaker all chose to betray their teammates. They all pointed at him.
"Uh...I..." The guy was scared at that time, "...the ship...the captain...I..."
"What's your name?" Gray Beard raised his head and looked at him with a condescending and contemptuous look.
"I...I, I..." A person who usually spoke very eloquently was frightened into stuttering now, "...my name is Tom."
"Oh...Tom." Graybeard muttered the other person's name and turned his face away.
It's too late to say it. It will be soon...
A second later, Graybeard took out a musket from his holster with lightning speed (the appearance was the same as a handgun from the early 18th century, but the inside was made of future technology). Without looking back, he looked
Without looking, he fired a shot in the direction of Tom.
Bang——
The gun fired, and the sound of the musket was very retro. It seemed to take people back to the Caribbean during Queen Anne's time.
Immediately afterwards, there was a "grum-dong" sound...a body fell on the deck.
"Huh..." Graybeard blew away the white smoke from his gun, raised his head 45 degrees, and looked up at the dim sky, "As I often say... there is no nameless ghost under my gun."
"Uh... Captain, I'm still alive..." Tom's voice came again.
"Huh?" Graybeard was stunned when he heard the sound. He immediately turned around and looked back. Only then did he realize that his extremely cool "turning head and blind shooting" just now... missed. The bullet hit a crew member next to Tom.
, and it’s right in the center...
"By the way...the man you killed was called 'Jerry'..." Tom nervously pointed at the dead man on the ground with his finger.
"Uh huh..." Graybeard cleared his throat again and put the gun back into the holster. "See, Tom, if you talk too much next time, you will end up like Jerry."
"Understood...Thank you Captain for not killing me..." Tom lowered his head and replied solemnly. What he really thought at this moment was: "Fortunately, the captain is a fool. I saved a life today!"
"Don't get me wrong, I didn't miss the mark. I originally wanted to kill Jerry..." A few seconds later, Gray Beard continued, "...In fact, I have long seen that he was sent by the police.
's undercover."
"Dad...you don't need to explain anymore, let's end this matter..." Max put his forehead with one hand and shook his head.
"Hmm... Okay." Gray Beard shrugged, "Come on, throw this undercover agent into the sea." Then he turned his head again, "You, yes, it's you, Tom, take a few people with you, and immediately
Landing on the island for reconnaissance. I need to get exact returns before lunch, otherwise I will chop you into pieces and feed them to the fish!"
"Yes! Yes! Captain." Tom replied loudly with a stiff expression.
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Meanwhile, north of Canabis Island.
"Hey! Stephen, we meet again!" Clams appeared in front of Feng Bujue again.
Some people may ask, is the frequency of encounters between Clams and Brother Jue a little too high? In fact, it is not the case...
According to the rules, each player can bring ten items to the competition (Feng Bujue is an exception, but the system has corrected this, and NPCs will not think this is different), and every time they meet Clams, they
They can only receive one thing. In other words... in order for the contestants to receive all the things, they must meet Clams ten times. If these ten exchanges are divided evenly according to time, it will be a rhythm of meeting once every seven hours.
.
Of course, in the actual competition, taking into account factors such as night sleep and early elimination, this time will be shortened. During the day, it is normal to meet once every five hours.
"Ah, hello." Feng Bujue replied inarticulately while putting a large pile of insect corpses in his hand into his mouth.
"What are you eating, Stephen?" Clams asked, looking at the other person with interest.
"Protein." Feng Bujue replied calmly.
"Haha... It's amazing that you can put aside your prejudices and eat these things that most people think are disgusting as pure energy." Clams said, and started to glance at the camera again, "In the wilderness, you can do
At this point, you can live longer than others." He paused, "But... just 'dare to eat' is not enough, Stephen." He gestured to the insect in Brother Jue's hand with his eyes.
Corpse, "Some insects and small animals contain toxins or parasites in their bodies... If you don't have relevant knowledge, it's easy to eat poisonous things by mistake. That... will put yourself in danger."
"Don't worry, everything I eat is safe, I'm sure of it." Feng Bujue replied expressionlessly.
Although he doesn't know whether the bugs in his hand (mostly bugs, and some strange unknown creatures) are poisonous and harmful, he can be sure... they all died under [Bell's Daily Knife]. So.
..."You can eat it just by cutting off the head", and the protein content will be "six times that of beef"...
"Well, I hope you're right." Seeing the other party's answer, Clams didn't say anything more about it. He immediately changed the subject and said, "OK... Stephen, you must have guessed that I'm here.
There is something in front of you for you."
"Humph...I've been looking forward to it for a long time." Feng Bujue smiled.
"Ha! Don't be too happy too early." Clams continued, "I will give you not only props, but also challenges."
(This is also one of the main rules of this show: Except for the first time in the game, in subsequent games, every time the contestants meet Bell, they will receive a "challenge". All challenges are optional.
Yes, but you can get certain benefits if you do it. In addition, the number of challenges that players complete will also become the evaluation standard for the final survivor.)
"Yes, what I want is a challenge." Feng Bujue replied, "Actually, Bell... I'm already very hungry and thirsty." His expression changed slightly, "I have a suggestion..." He took out the insect in his hand
He stuffed it all into his mouth and swallowed it, "How about giving me more challenges at once, like... five?"
