“Hey! You bastard, what do you think you're doing?”

Just as that small fry reached the barrel, a voice suddenly rang out, halting him in his tracks.

“Those three barrels are for the captain himself, you got a death wish?”

Although the speaker was out of Jue-Ge’s line of sight, judging from the volume and tone of his voice, he should be a pirate of higher rank than that small fry.

“Uh… haha…” The small fry pirate was slightly stunned when he heard this, then laughed, “Sorry… sorry… I was drunk.”

“Get lost… get the hell out of here…” The man didn't want to waste any more words on this kind of lackey, and simply chased him away in an impatient tone.

Seeing the small fry turn and leave, Feng Bujue breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, before he could catch his breath, a new situation arose…

“Mr. Vogue!” Accompanied by a burst of hurried footsteps, another sailor in a short jacket appeared in Jue-Ge’s line of sight, shouting as he walked, “Has anyone seen Mr. Vogue?”

“I’m here, you blockhead.” Obviously, the person who had just driven away the drunk was the “Mr. Vogue” the sailor was talking about, and he immediately shouted back, “What do you want?”

“Oh! You’re there… I didn’t see you just now.” The sailor in the short jacket turned his head and quickly replied, “The… the captain asked me to give you a message.”

“What did the captain say?” Mr. Vogue was very rude in his speech, but when he mentioned the word “captain,” his tone carried a hint of respect.

“The captain said that the third storage room is now empty, and he asks you to send a few people to move those three barrels of ‘Kuye Wine’ in as soon as possible,” the sailor in the short jacket replied.

“I understand, I’ll take care of it right away, go report back,” Vogue replied.

“Yes.” The sailor in the short jacket didn’t say much, acknowledged the order, and left.

A few seconds later, Feng Bujue heard a “thump,” as if something heavy had fallen onto the floor from a height.

Jue-Ge instantly deduced that this was the sound of Vogue landing after jumping down from somewhere.

“Hey, you, you, and… you two, come give me a hand.” After Vogue stood still, he shouted a few times.

Then, the sound of several people’s footsteps rang out around him.

At this moment, Feng Bujue realized again… outside the visible range of his “limited view,” there seemed to be quite a few people; but what exactly they were doing… was not easy to deduce, because the sound of the waves and wind and rain outside the ship was too noisy, so Jue-Ge could only distinguish the sounds that were closer to him.

“How about we turn the barrels on their sides and roll them over?” After a few more seconds, an unfamiliar voice said not far away.

“Bullshit!” Then, Vogue’s scolding voice followed, “Do you know what ‘Kuye Wine’ is? Do you think it’s the garbage you usually drink?”

“Uh…” The other party was momentarily speechless by his scolding.

“Listen up, all of you.” Although Vogue’s language was rude, he was still a reasonable person, and he would explain the reason for his scolding, “Kuye Wine is stored in a solid, paste-like form; when you want to drink it, you have to take a few spoonfuls out first, put it in a sealed pot or cup, shake it vigorously a dozen times, and then the paste will turn into liquid; therefore, when storing and transporting Kuye Wine, you must pay attention to two things… First, avoid putting it in a completely sealed container… You’ve all seen that these barrels have holes, which are for ventilation; and secondly… you can’t roll! the! containers! around!”

By the time he said the last few words, Vogue was already roaring.

As for the pirates he had called over… due to their limited intelligence and knowledge, they didn’t fully understand what he was saying; however, as ordinary sailors, they only needed to follow Vogue’s instructions, and it didn’t matter whether they understood the rest or not.

Thus, the four pirates quickly completed the division of labor, two of them carefully lifting two of the three barrels. And Mr. Vogue, on the other hand… single-handedly carried the barrel that Jue-Ge was in on his shoulder.

In this way, led by Vogue, the five pirates carried three barrels and quickly headed towards the “third storage room.”

“Hmm… I can’t see anything in this state…” Along the way, Feng Bujue, who was nestled in the barrel, didn’t feel much discomfort, but… the small hole in front of him was facing directly upwards during the transportation process, so he only saw the ceiling of the cabin all the way, and didn’t see the surrounding environment at all.

Of course, even if he could only see the ceiling, Feng Bujue could remember the route he had taken…

As mentioned many times in the previous text, Jue-Ge’s memory and pathfinding abilities have been trained, and he can find his way back even with his eyes covered, let alone when he can still see the ceiling.

…………

After seven or eight minutes, Jue-Ge was taken to a crowded room full of things.

The pirates were very quick, and in a few moments, they used rope nets to firmly secure the three barrels to the wall.

Afterwards, they left with Vogue.

At the moment the door was closed, the space fell into darkness.

Darkness obscures vision, and when one sense is restricted, the other senses naturally become more acute.

The sound of the waves, which had been ignored, gradually became clearer in the darkness.

Although the opening CG showed that the wind and waves outside the ship were very strong, the rocking sensation inside the cabin was much smaller than expected.

“I say…” After a minute or so of silence, Feng Bujue spoke, “You two… should be able to hear me, right?”

Without a doubt, each of the three barrels contained a player, and they were all in the same situation at the moment.

“Ah…” The next second, a familiar voice rang out from Feng Bujue’s left, “I can hear you.”

Although the two layers of wooden planks made the voice a little muffled, Jue-Ge had already seen the team information in the game menu, so he immediately recognized that the one who answered was Honghu.

“Hehe… Mr. Crow, we really have a connection.” After two seconds, another voice came from Jue-Ge’s right, “I didn’t expect to meet you here.”

This person’s voice and tone were both somewhat arrogant, but… they didn’t give people the kind of annoying “overbearing” feeling.

From what he said, it could also be heard that he and Feng Bujue knew each other; in fact, he was probably one of the people Jue-Ge least wanted to meet in the game…

If, when seeing the name Honghu in the team bar, Feng Bujue thought, “Damn, it’s you again.”

Then, when Jue-Ge saw the name Snow, only two words popped into his mind – “Son of a bitch.”