Chapter 1 The Inception

While Fang Senyan was racking his brains, he also began to prepare to go up to the upper deck. Without a doubt, as long as he mingled with the pirates, his life would be guaranteed. Having walked this far, he roughly understood how this group of people had boarded the Flying Dutchman. It was by working as "scrapers" on the ship. The so-called "scraper" was a term Fang Senyan was familiar with in the real world. He didn't know what this profession was called in the current Caribbean world, but he could be sure of its job content and nature.

Because after a wooden fishing boat sails for a period of time, even after special treatment, it will inevitably be covered with marine organisms such as barnacles, oysters, green algae, and mussels in the high temperature, high salt, and high humidity environment of seawater. These things not only affect navigation when attached to the bottom of the ship, but also pose a huge threat to the safety of the ship over time. Therefore, someone needs to regularly scrape off these things for cleaning. The person who does this job is called a "scraper."

Of course, the best way to clean and maintain a ship is to enter a large dry dock, completely isolate the ship from seawater, and carefully clean, dry, and paint the bottom of the ship. However, the nautical science in this world is still relatively backward. High-level dry docks that can maintain large ships are generally only available in famous port cities. The British Royal Navy can swagger in for maintenance, but pirate ships cannot enjoy this official treatment. Therefore, the "scraper" work on pirate ships must be done by people diving into the water, which is undoubtedly a very arduous task that tests physical strength and even lung capacity.

However, hard work is secondary. People who can do "scraper" work are used to this kind of hardship. The biggest reason why they are often unwilling to take on pirate jobs is that they work hard and desperately but can't get the reward they deserve – even in a law-based society in the real world, it is common for contractors to default on debts. What's more, these vicious pirates who risk their lives? Daring to ask for money usually ends with a knife to the head.

Under such circumstances, as long as the group of contractors just claimed to be willing to do the "scraper" job, and had a low-ranking insider as a referral, then there would be absolutely no problem in getting the identity of a temporary crew member at the bottom of the Flying Dutchman. According to Fang Senyan's experience, if you don't enter the dry dock, it would take seven or eight days just to clean the bottom of a ship as big as the Flying Dutchman, not counting the cleaning of the waterline below. For these contractors, such a long time is enough to do anything!

Fang Senyan identified the direction, bypassed a corner, and then boarded the gangway and walked towards the deck. No matter what these contractors wanted to do, there was no doubt that Fang Senyan was safest with the pirates on the ship. It was about three o'clock in the afternoon, the sea breeze was very light, and the glaring sunlight made his eyes squint slightly. For some reason, a passage about sunlight suddenly appeared in Fang Senyan's mind:

"In the name of my soul and blood, I hereby swear that we will work together to create the future, and even our descendants will live in peace for generations. The blood of violators will boil, their breathing will stop, the glory of the sun will rot their skin, and the breath of the land will imprison their steps."

"Bernard Fokke"

"Davy Jones"

In this instant, Fang Senyan was stunned in place as if struck by lightning. The originally warm Caribbean sea breeze seemed to have turned into a murderous knife in an instant, crisscrossing around him. The originally confusing and chaotic things were all connected in an instant by that passage like a thread, completely presenting the conspiracy of this group of contractors, which was originally shrouded in mist, to Fang Senyan!

"Damn it..." Fang Senyan gritted his teeth and said, looking up at Davy Jones's captain's room in the distance. "I was planning to use this secret in the future, but I didn't expect you to be able to master this information..."

"And dig deeper and further! How can I let you succeed? If you idiots succeed, wouldn't my hidden interests be greatly damaged?"

Fang Senyan immediately began to run wildly! At this time, there were pirates everywhere on the deck, and he didn't care so much, directly bumping people to the ground, and only grabbed a pirate in front of the captain's room and said urgently:

"Is the captain inside?"

The pirate was also a confidant of Davy Jones, opened Fang Senyan's hand, and said irritably with his collar half open:

"Something happened down there just now. It seems that there was a problem with the gunpowder. The boss went down to check it out."

At this time, a pirate ship naturally cannot do without a gunpowder magazine, otherwise, once it engages with the enemy, it will fall into an extremely unfavorable situation due to the lack of long-range attack methods. However, the gunpowder magazine has also become a very deadly vital point in disguise. Once the enemy's red-hot solid shot happens to hit the gunpowder magazine! There is no doubt that it symbolizes the end of the battle. Therefore, in this era, the most heavily guarded place on a ship that is likely to be in combat is not the cargo hold, but the gunpowder magazine. Once there is any movement there, even if it is a small problem, the captain will personally go out.

As soon as Fang Senyan heard this, he immediately ran down without hesitation. He was really running down desperately at this time. In order to save a few tenths of a second, he even jumped down, breaking the railing of the lower cabin next to him very rudely.

Unfortunately, when Fang Senyan landed with a few broken wooden railings, he saw Davy Jones standing about thirty meters away, carefully checking the lock of the gunpowder magazine with his back to him, while the young man who looked very much like Sir Fokke was hiding in the aisle behind Davy Jones, about fifteen or sixteen meters apart. The young man had a black mask on his face, which looked quite like Zorro, and was accompanied by two contractors around him.

Then the young man couldn't wait to stand out, holding a flintlock gun, the most common weapon of this era, in his right hand, smiled coldly and aimed at Davy Jones in front of him with his back to him, and then pulled the trigger...

Fire.

At the moment of firing, Davy Jones suddenly turned his head, his disdainful look as if he was looking at a bug that he didn't bother to pinch to death. He put his right hand on the sailor's knife on his waist, and his eyes were full of murderous intent! Fang Senyan immediately roared out:

"No! Boss! He is from the Fokke family..."

But at the same instant, Fang Senyan saw a contractor next to the young man turned his head. Those eyes, those black and white eyes, were extremely penetrating, and instantly looked into Fang Senyan's eyes and heart! Although the owner of the eyes had changed greatly in appearance, the strange magic in his eyes was still the same, and he wanted to make people's will collapse and their spirit completely fall!

In this instant, Fang Senyan only felt that the air around him seemed to be sticky! Looking at the other person's movements was like a slow-motion replay in a movie. The contractor raised his right hand and aimed his white right palm at this side! Although there was no abnormal sign, Fang Senyan felt that an indescribable transparent barrier instantly rushed towards him!

He immediately crossed his hands in front of him, but still felt as if he had been hit head-on by a swinging giant hammer. Stars flashed in front of his eyes, and his whole body flew upside down. A scorching and spicy smell surged up from his throat, and a series of crackling noises came from his ears, obviously, several bulkheads on the ship were in trouble.

But just as Fang Senyan flew upside down, the corner of his eye also saw Davy Jones's face change drastically, who was about to take advantage of the situation to fight back. The sailor's knife that had been drawn out and slashed out immediately deviated and slashed diagonally on the bulkhead next to him. The bulkhead immediately flew with debris, and a huge crack of seven or eight meters long appeared in the ear-piercing crackling sound! It was as if two invisible giant hands were alive and forcibly tearing the bulkhead apart! If the young man had been hit by this knife, I'm afraid there would not have been any scum left of his body!

At the same time, the lead bullet fired from the young Fokke family's flintlock gun was still ruthlessly shooting towards Davy Jones's chest! However, in terms of Davy Jones's current overwhelming strength, this lead bullet could at most break his skin. But even so, Davy Jones dodged to the side. The agility shown by this burly and violent pirate was really staggering, and it could also be seen that Fang Senyan's shouting gave him enough vigilance.

At the same time, Fang Senyan also received the prompt: Davy Jones Favorability +20 / Caribbean Pirate Reputation +2000 / Flying Dutchman Pirate Reputation increased by an additional 2000.

However, just when the other party seemed to have failed, a tentacle stretched out from the miniature fish tank held by Davy Jones in his left hand with a "whoosh"!

The tentacle was still very miniature when it first stretched out, but it can be said to grow in the wind, and finally formed a fleshy red tentacle as thick as a human arm, densely covered with suckers. The tentacle made a circle and blocked in front of Davy Jones, and the front end of the tentacle also made a very human-like bending movement, very much like a child carefully bending his fingers to flick marbles.

The tentacle was aiming at the flying lead bullet!