In the temporarily rented conference room, Mu Yan, Barbossa, Rorschach, Shami Gibbs and others were there, except for the captain, the others were basically the ship's first and second officers, deck guard captains and other management personnel, a total of thirty-three people.

On the wall hangs a dark chalan-blue parchment scroll with a drawn nautical chart.

This chart is very special, the blue water on it seems to be crashing against the waves, and you can faintly hear the sound of the tide. Huge monsters looming in the reef, fleet, and sea rolled around, revealing a fishtail, as if this was not a map, but an elaborate model toy.

But this is undoubtedly a delicate chart.

Where had the group, including Blackbeard, seen this thing, and all of them looked straight except for Rorschach, like an old pervert who saw a half-dressed peerless beauty and wanted to go up and hold the map and nibble on it.

With Turing's tech tree, it's enough to draw such a 'holographic' magic map, and props like the magic compass can also be made. But these are as widely used in the military field as satellite and radar detection methods, and most of them are purchased from the Jialan Empire at a high price and allocated to the eye of the storm, not to mention that they are free sailors, even the low-ranking officers of the eye of the storm may not have seen it.

What's more, the map in front of me is not limited to the offshore sea, and once crossed the Moby Dick Islands.

After a brief moment of surprise, Blackbeard stood up, his face solemn.

"Boss, map east from Moby Dick...... Is it true? ”

"It's true, I knew you would definitely ask."

Mu Yan moved his finger on the map, and the area where the Moby Dick Islands were located was instantly magnified, revealing the intricate islands. Through the translucent blue water, you can also see countless reefs hidden below, deep or shallow, ravines and ravines, just looking at it is a headache.

With the draught of a behemoth like the Jackdaw, if you run through it without knowing it, even if the Jackdaw has thirty lives, it will not be enough to survive.

In fact, Mu Yan had considered this stubble when he was carried by Smaug across the skies over the Seven Seas, and he let this foodie dragon fly close to the surface of the sea, first, to make it easier for him to touch the fish, and secondly, to draw a map.

The perception is limited, and the scope of exploration is naturally not too large, but it is enough to draw this chart.

"Look at these reefs, and I'm sure the whole of Turing won't find a second map of this detail. As for whether I'm making it up or not...... Hehe, this is also very easy to verify.

"Although the Moby Dick Islands are already the boundary line drawn by the Sea Tribe, I know that many desperate smugglers often cross the boundary to catch 'mermaids' and sell them to Turing nobles at high prices...... All of you here are the best of the freelancers, so how many of them have been exposed to this kind of person, right? It is not difficult to draw conclusions by comparing them a little with your own experience, or asking acquaintances. ”

Mu Yan's playful gaze turned to everyone, but whenever he swept by, most of them were in their hearts.

It is true that the border between the two clans is there, a seemingly impassable line of fire, and the decisive tyrannical character of the Sea Clan has long been demonstrated. But once there is a 300% profit, it can make the businessman lose his mind and take risks, not to mention that this is still a group of sailors who are born to trust fate like gamblers?

As long as one of the 100,000 down-and-out sailors relies on mermaids to exchange for happiness in the second half of their lives, they will make this group of people flock to the Moby Islands like moths to the fire, dreaming of getting rich overnight, and from then on, the salted fish will turn over, buy a farm in the hinterland of Turing and live a rich and prosperous farmer life......

Although the survival rate of this move is not one in a thousand, after all, this kind of thing varies from person to person, and the bolder the ability, the greater the harvest. And now this group of young and capable sailors want to say that they have not run this job for others, I am afraid that no one will believe it......

However, "whether it is" is one thing, "whether to do it or not" is another.

Blackbeard let out a dry laugh and reached into the waters of the map, caressing the rugged reef.

"So we're going to cross the Moby Dick Islands and reach the legendary 'Sea'?"

"That's right, the rule of the two clans is that warships cannot cross the border, but we are civilian ships, so naturally we do not violate the law." Mu Yan smiled slyly: "As for the Sea Clan guarding the border...... If we could get through the reef, they wouldn't be nothing, not to mention that this is not the boundary of the seven seas, and we won't go deep into that state. ”

He spoke with great ease, but the young people were a little afraid.

They weren't down-and-out sailors with nothing but a bad life, they had a lot of good days to live on, and they weren't worth the risk...... This meeting was the time for a showdown, although they had long known that this trip would not be too simple, and they also had a faint hunch - after all, a mage would not come to Esolawan in person for a trivial matter - but after learning the truth, it was still terrifying.

Seeing this, Mu Yan suddenly opened his mouth and chatted with Captain Barbossa.

"My captain, you've been to the Moby Dick Islands too, right?"

Blackbeard looked at him deeply, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

"yes, I've been here three times...... The first time I was pierced through the calf by the Trident of the Sea Clan and nailed to the deck, if I hadn't moved quickly and sawed off my own leg, there would have been no second and third times. Barbossa tapped his prosthetic leg, a smile squeezing out of his crumpled face.

"The last two times our boat hit the reef, but I came back alive. As far as I've seen the sea, it's the same as this...... It's not even detailed yet. ”

As he spoke, he turned to the others, "I know what you are afraid of, you are afraid that the chart is fake, and you are afraid that you will not be able to come back...... If you believe me, believe in this chart, and I pack a ticket with you, and with this map I will bring you back alive. As for what will happen when you come back...... Hehe, this is not a mermaid or two. Whoever made it through the Moby Dick Islands and came back alive, the people of the Eye of the Storm will surely treat you to a guest! You know what I'm talking about......"

Many young people were shocked in their hearts, and quickly understood the stakes, and their eyes, which had been somewhat retreating, became eager.

Yes, the sailors who crossed the Moby Dick Islands and came back alive are undoubtedly irreplaceable, not to mention that they are still young and in their golden years.

It's been more than 700 years since the last time they were hurt by the Sea Clan, haven't the Turings thought about revenge?

How can it be! Not to mention how much pain this 700-year-long "conventional 'transaction'" has brought to the coastal residents? Most of the sailors live on the coast, so they naturally inherit this blood feud, and they are all young people with strong blood, who doesn't want to kill into the hinterland of the Sea Clan to take revenge?

Crucially, Turing ordered the slave trade to be banned! Because of the existence of the Turing Chamber of Commerce, they have signed the Black Thorn Forest Treaty with other races, so the Turings can send goods unhindered to the Kadra Plateau, the Ash Valley, and even the Eagle's Nest Mountain. But in return, they would have boycotted and cracked down on the slave trade in general......

However, only the Sea Clan slaves were tacitly approved!

There is no doubt that this is a kind of suggestion and inducement. The purpose of conniving, and even encouraging, outlaws to use their flesh and blood to find a way for the military is self-evident......

What's more, joining the eye of the storm will also be the first step into the aristocratic circle!

No one will refuse to become a nobleman, don't look at this group of bitter sailors who joke about nobles all day long, but behind those ridicules and sarcasm are naked eyes and jealousy!

Barbossa's words lingered in their hearts like the whispers of the devil.

Almost for a moment, the young man's face was no longer afraid, but eager to try and look forward to the future.

Mu Yan glanced at the captain quietly, and Barbossa also smiled at him.

"My first assignment, boss."

"Well done, Captain."

Silent communication is done in a split second.