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, go find it! Put it all 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. Discipline.

"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 Greybeard's son, 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 into 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 one of the four great figures in the era of 'drug lords' 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 foul-mouthed person. No matter what he hears or sees, he always likes to mutter something. At the moment, he just said it out of habit, but he never expected...

"Who's talking!" Graybeard immediately shouted with his broken voice. And stared 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 and pointed at him in unison.

"Uh... I..." The guy was scared at that time, "... the ship... the captain... I..."

"What's your name?" Graybeard 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 turned his face away as he muttered the other person's name.

It's too late to say it, but it will be soon...

A second later, Gray Beard moved with lightning speed. He took out a musket from his holster (the appearance was the same as a musket from the early eighteenth century, but the inside was made of futuristic technology), and fired a shot in the direction of Tom without looking back or looking.

Bang——

The gun fired, and the sound of the musket was very retro, as if it took people back to the Caribbean during Queen Anne's time.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "grunt" sound... and a body fell on the deck.

"Huh..." Graybeard blew away the white smoke from the gun, raised his head 45 degrees, and looked up at the twilight sky, "As I often say... there are no nameless ghosts under my gun."

"Uh... Captain, I'm still alive..." Tom's voice came again.

"Huh?" Graybeard was stunned when he heard the sound, and immediately turned his head to look back. Only then did he realize. Just now, my extremely cool "turning head and shooting blindly"... missed the target. The bullet hit a crew member next to Tom, 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. "Did you see it? 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. He replied submissively. What he really thought at this moment was: "Fortunately, the captain is a fool, I saved my life today!"

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't miss the mark. I originally wanted to kill Jerry..." After a few seconds, Gray Beard continued, "...In fact, I have long seen that he was sent by the police. "Undercover."

"Dad...you don't need to explain any more, let's end this matter..." Max held his forehead with one hand and shook his head.

"Um...Okay." Graybeard 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, immediately Landing on the island to investigate. I need to get exact feedback before lunch, otherwise I will chop you into pieces and feed them to the fish!"

"Yes! Yes! Captain." Tom shouted back with a stiff expression.

…………

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 too high? actually not……

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... the contestants must meet Clams ten times to collect all the items. If these ten exchanges are evenly divided according to time, they will meet once every seven hours.

Of course, in actual competitions, this time will be shortened due to factors such as night sleep and early elimination. During the day, it is normal to encounter them once every five hours.

"Ah, hello." Feng Bujue replied inarticulately as he put the insect carcass (a big lump) 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 began 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 worm in Brother Jue's hand. 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." Feng Bujue replied expressionlessly.

Although he didn't know whether the bugs in his hand (mostly bugs, and some strange unknown creatures) were poisonous and harmful, he was certain... that 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 are right." Seeing the other party's answer, Clams said nothing more about it. He immediately changed the subject and said, "ok... Stephen, you must have guessed that I am here. There is something in front of you for you.”

"Hmph...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 completed by the players will also become the evaluation criterion 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?" (To be continued...)