Chapter 37: Whiteness

Winter island in all seasons, Netherul.

There are seven magnetic circuits in the first half of the Great Route, and once you start sailing through Upside Down Mountain, you can't change them, you can only follow the instructions of the record pointers. But after all, the sea cannot only have so many dead islands, and there are still many islands, large and small, outside of these seven shipping routes, but they do not occupy one of the magnetic routes.

For example, the daughter island, the Amazon lily, or the island of justice, which are quite famous in the world, are built in the windless zone.

When the era of pirates began, countless people set sail, as long as it was located on a small island with a magnetic field record, without exception!! All suffered!!

The pirates who have taken it as their mission to burn and kill repeatedly, almost to the point of plucking the feathers of the geese! They are just a bunch of pirates, who can neither produce nor work, so what to eat, drink, and wear? What else but snatch?!

This era is hell, and the people are really in dire straits, as can be seen from the fact that even the two warriors of the Giant Clan were treated like that in the [Little Garden]. The power of the pirates is unprecedentedly strong, and at the same time, the power of the navy has also skyrocketed, and countless poor people whose homes have been shattered have joined the army without hesitation.

While the prestige of the world government was trampled on by the pirates, it was also mixed by fighting the pirates, and the people were more and more dissatisfied with the oppression of the world government, and there were hidden signs of riots, but they were squeezed down because of the absolute evil party force of the pirates.

Fortunately, many small islands that are not on the Seven Magnetic Paths, such as the nameless island of Netherus, are rarely favored by pirates. No one wants to waste their time on this small island, unless it reaches the point of exhaustion.

The snow is piled up in front of each house, and although it is Winter Island, it does not snow all year round. The reason for being called Winter Island is that the temperature is low, and the snow is not very frequent, but even so, people on the island still need to go outside to clear the snow.

I can still see the middle-aged woman who was beautiful when she was young, shoveling the snow in front of the door with a light car, and it has snowed a lot in the past half a month, and there is almost no sign of stopping. The town is almost buried in snow, and the people who have lived here for generations have never complained or gotten bored, and the children shovel the snow without forgetting to play snowball fights with each other naughtily.

The middle-aged woman wiped the sweat that didn't exist, and she couldn't find her child everywhere, she smiled helplessly. In this family, the child's father often never returned home because of work, and she didn't care about it because she was very busy with the work in hand, so she was very sorry for the child, so she let him run around all day long.

In the port of Netherul, villagers can often see a small figure sitting there, waiting for someone to return.

The boy sat cross-legged in the port, rubbing his nose that was red from the cold, whenever the villagers passed by the port, they would always smile at the back of the child king, and the child would only stop living quietly at this time.

The boy's father was one of the few successful merchants in the village, and it was said that he was in the fur business, and it was not known where the man got his rare furs. But only the boy and his mother knew that the pillar of his family was actually a great bounty hunter.

In this era, the pirates are the evil party, the navy is the righteous, and the bounty hunters are hyenas who don't please either side. The pirates have a casual mentality about undisciplined people who are willing to do anything for money, some are eager to see one kill the other, while others are willing to pay for bounty hunters who are even more undisciplined. The navy is not pretentious about this group of guys who can kill pirates and get money. It is also the duty and obligation of the navy to kill pirates, and the salaries are pitiful, and this group of hyenas is greedy to gnaw a lot of taxpayers' money.

However, the public is not as disgusted with bounty hunters as the navy, and in today's hellish era of disaster, whoever can kill pirates is a good person.

As for the teenagers, the uncles in the village who can only fish and farm are naturally no one who can compare to a man like his father.

The young man's eyes were full of pride, Dad, he finally promised himself when he went out last time, and he wanted to teach himself to practice martial arts.

The spear in Daddy's hand is faster than a bullet when it pierces, and even rocks can shatter!

The young man is not only proud because his father and those farming uncles are not on the same level at all, but because his father is a bounty hunter who fights against the evil party of this era, and a hero who defeats those pirates.

Although he hadn't been home for a whole month, this was not the first time, and in order to defeat those vicious pirates, Daddy would often come back much later than the agreed time, but even if he was covered in bruises, Daddy would always show up in the harbor with a grin.

As always.

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It was a very fortuitous thing that the boat buried in the snow and ice was discovered, and the little girl in thin clothes fell off the cliff wall by the very accident and happened to fall on the boat.

When Shirley fell on the snow on the ship, it shook the snow on the ship, and the skull sign reflected on the sail made the little girl hesitate, since she was a pirate, then no one was to blame even if she was killed. In this era, there are countless children like Shirley, and these poor insects, who have no support, no conquest and no arrangement, naturally become thieves, slaves, and other things that are not as good as insects.

The little girl in front of her barely survived by stealing, and the fact that she was still wearing extremely cool and thin clothes on this snow-covered island was enough to show how small her living space was.

The timid little girl had to cautiously enter the stinking little sailboat, take out the dagger she had picked up in other battles, and search the ship for food and money while keeping an eye on the man who was barely breathing.

"Woo......"

When she opened the cabin, the stench of rotting food and rotting raw fish nearly made her faint. It was because the food had rotted in the past six months, that the little sailboat was filled with the stench of rotting fish, the smell of blood on the man's body, and the strange stench of the wound splitting after suppuration.

Fighting back the stench, Shirley began to rummage through the ship for treasure, running out of food and looking for some money. The little girl had rummaged through mountains of garbage for food, not to mention the stench of the ship.

When she finally found a money bag from under the man who only had one breath left, she froze there after a cautious glance at Wren out of vigilance. It was a pair of bloodshot eyes!

Even the smell of rotting fish, which Wren hated the most, failed to wake him up, which showed that this man's body had reached the point of exhaustion. In fact, thanks to the shock of the little girl's fall from the ship, Wren would have slept until he died.

Shirley's short blade against Wren's throat failed to stab down, after all, she was just a child, and she didn't have the courage and guts to kill, even if the other party was a scumbag pirate.

A moment of hesitation in exchange for a merciless kick!

"Yikes!"

The screaming little girl crashed into the wall of the boat, and the well-controlled kick did not kill her, but only caused severe pain all over the body of the little girl with a rough fate.

"Whew...... Ahem, ahem, ......"

The person who coughed up blood was not a little girl, but Wren Walker.

The smell of rotting fish made him desperately tear through the door of the cabin and sink headlong into the snow, gulping for a breath of fresh, cold air.

"Uh......h Good...... Strange ......"

I can't feel the existence of my hands and feet anymore, and although there are no obvious external injuries with my own healing ability, Wren, who is in severe pain even when he moves, seems to be about to get used to this pain.

His hands, feet and skin all over his body are cold, and the high fever that has not disappeared since the beginning of the [Small Garden] is by no means normal, I thought it was a minor illness that would be good for a good night's sleep, but I didn't expect it to be more and more serious now. And purple spots began to appear all over the body, and the forehead began to be hot enough to be used to fry eggs from the beginning, and began to become as cold as a dead man.

In the rainforest of [Little Garden], Wren was unwittingly bitten by a bug called [Caszia], which is a poisonous tick that lives in the dense forest of high temperature and humidity, once bitten by them, bacteria will enter the body from the wound, and then lie in the body for five days, making people feel miserable, it will cause a high fever of more than forty degrees, severe infection, myocarditis, arteritis and encephalitis. It is also known as the "five-day disease", which means that after five days, you will die.

Half a month has passed since Wren was bitten, and relying on his monster-like physique, he didn't die on the fifth day. But thanks to this, he fell into a long fainting and never woke up, and he could not have woken up if it had not been for the little girl who shook the sailboat.

The Kaszia insect is a bug that lived in ancient times, and it is a thing that became extinct a hundred years ago in today's world, even if you find a doctor immediately after being bitten, it is impossible to treat it with the current level of medical care.

Wren was able to survive not only because of the monster-like physique, but also because he had suffered from various poisons in Rednans, half of the organs in his body had irreversibly failed, and even his eyesight had declined, and even there were still incomprehensible toxins remaining in his body.

Through this kind of physical resistance that can be called torture and survived, he has survived from the [Caszia worm] virus to the present.

Shirley covered the corners of her mouth in pain and spread her hand, there was a tooth in addition to blood.

She struggled to get up from the deck, aiming for the moment and running quickly to the side of the boat, even if it was a cold river that could kill people, but it was better than being killed here!

A gust of cold wind hit Shirley, who was about to jump, and was trampled on the back by Wren in a scream, and crushed to the board!

"Hmmm!"

Wren, who showed no mercy to the little girl, covered his mouth with his hand suddenly, but the blood couldn't stop flowing from between his fingers. He wasn't a good guy in the first place, but the moment he moved, it caused him internal injuries, making him look much more miserable than the little girl.

"Abominable ......"

The little girl who was trampled on her back gritted her teeth and tried to put her hands together, but she couldn't do it. She turned her head to stare at the man who died in just one breath, there was unwillingness and regret in those clear eyes, but there was no resentment towards the person who was about to kill her.

Obviously doing the most despicable things, but he has a pair of clean eyes. Wren, I don't like that kind of look.

He let go of the foot that was holding the little girl and kicked her in the side before she could get up and struggle, causing her to scream and crash into the board.

Wren, who was in severe pain all over his body, fell backwards, leaned against the plank behind him, and sat on the snow.

The two of them, one big and one small, were coughing up blood, and the little girl no longer tried to escape as if she had accepted her fate, unlike the pirates she had met before who could only burn and plunder, the guy in front of her who only had one breath left was obviously not of the same level.

The little girl who was not stupid stared at the young pirate, since she didn't kill her, then there must be some purpose.

As expected, the young pirate threw the little girl's longed-for money bag in front of her, and his throat, which had not opened for half a month, stirred slightly, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Analgesics...... Antibiotic...... Buy as much as you like...... Buy the medicine...... And also...... Food...... The rest ...... You're looking at ......."

Just saying this, his lungs seemed to be on fire, and Wren exhaled a cloudy breath, reached out and grabbed a snowball and threw it into his mouth, moistening his lips.

"What if...... If I run away, I'll kill you...... No, just ruin the island. ”

As the snowflakes fell again, Shirley kept nodding her head like a chicken pecking rice, and then carefully watched Wren's actions and picked up the money bag. After seeing that Wren was not moving, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Wren with some hesitation, and asked cautiously in a clear voice.

"That...... Do you want to call a doctor? ”

When she received the murderous aura from her bloodshot eyes, the little girl fled and climbed off the boat.

"Hoo ......"

The temperature was a cold octave below zero, and Rennes, who was barefoot and two-shouldered, was quietly covered in snow. If it weren't for the pain all over his body like a knife cut, he would have been in the mood to enjoy the snow quietly. If he could, he would buy those things himself, and he wouldn't threaten a stinky little girl. Of course, if he can move.

That statement was a lie, of course, not that he couldn't do anything to destroy this island, but that he simply didn't have the strength to put it into practice. Even picking up a snowball and throwing it in his mouth was a sad act of coaxing a little girl, and now he really can't even move a finger.

"Hoo ......"

That's enough.

It seems that he has been injured since he went to sea, and he is really not cultivating enough......

Although there is no such thing as fighting, it is impossible for any side to come out unscathed...... No, no, no, it's all an excuse, or is it not enough to cultivate yourself.

Well, at least, yourself...... Never lost.

Ah, it's sleepy...... No, I can't sleep, and if I close my eyes now, I'm really going to die.

You need a new ship, and sure enough, as a pirate, you need your own ship, and a skull flag. Ah, by the way, let's find a doctor first, I always rely on my own self-healing ability, and how much life I have is not enough to consume by myself. And there's the chef, well, there's one thing I need to remember when I get on my boat, and that's that as a captain I hate fish. What else...... Ah, musician, just sing that song, is it really called "Binks's Wine"? Or is it [Sea Guide]?

I'm impatient, what should I do if I'm tired of listening to it, kill the musician? Sure enough, I don't want a crew......

Wren, who had a dead gray color on his face, frowned slightly, what did he want to do?

Are you going to die...... Alone ......

The falling snowflakes had shallow covered Wren's body, wrapping him into a snowman, and he struggled to raise his head and look at the sky, it was already nightfall.

That little ghost...... I didn't come back.