As evening came, the island that Kulich had spoken of came into view of Gordon.

He pulled out his binoculars and looked at the towering rocks on the island, and even the waterfall falling into the lush forest, and the birds soaring from time to time.

"Alan, determine the scope of the island base!"

He retracted his binoculars and shouted to Allen, who was on the lookout above.

"Two hundred meters to go, Captain!"

"Ready to stop the ship, the sailors pull up the sails and tie them up, and we may stay here for a while. ”

"Yes, Captain. ”

The sailors moved into action, and the ship slowed down as the sails were lowered, until the whole ship came to rest at the edge of the island base with the clatter of chains.

"Perfect!"

Gordon looked at his parked boat, and it was so good that they could even tread on this shallow island of water that was submerged in their waists without a small boat.

"Hi! Hi ......"

Suddenly, there was a cry from the shore, and a man with no clothes on his upper body ran frantically from the beach, barefoot, already looking a little thin, but running at an astonishing speed.

The man kept reaching out to get the attention of the ship's crew, and he did.

He stepped on the water, and kept approaching the boat, and the sailors were still wary of such strangers who ran out of nowhere, and some put their hands on the scimitar to see if anyone else would rush out of the island.

"Relax the sailors, a shipwrecked sailor with only a scimitar in his hand, no threat. ”

Gordon looked at the person in front of him with some relief, as a person who had been on a desert island, he could understand the joy of his carnival for the person in front of him, and saw hope in times of despair.

The shipwrecked climbed up the stairs on the side of the ship, then took Gordon's outstretched hand and ascended to the deck of the ship.

"Welcome to the Jackdaw Kid. ”

"Thank you, thank you. The shipwrecked sailor wept with joy and fell to his knees on the deck. "Thank you, Lord Almighty, for guiding me to my way to life, and I pray to you ......"

One lasted for a while, and the sailors looked at the man with some curiosity, and someone handed him a towel to wipe his body.

"I'm Captain Gordon, what's your name. ”

"Thomas, Thomas Jon, sir. Jon wiped tears from his face, then looked up at Gordon.

"Sir, it is very important that I need to return to England as soon as possible to visit the Duke of Strange!"

Gordon looked at the man in front of him, dark skin, a somewhat thin body, no shoes and upper body clothes, but his pants still seemed to be vaguely recognizable to the Royal Navy.

Gordon nodded, "Alright Mr. Jon, our destination for this trip is London, we will restock some fresh water on this small island and leave." ”

"Mr. Gordon, I think I can help. ”

Jon, who has survived on the island for an unknown amount of time, knows the cars and cars here, but fresh water is not a hard thing to find.

"Forget Jon, you need to get some rest now, get some rum, or light a cigarette, and trust me, we'll be setting sail soon. ”

Jon took the rum from Gordon, nodded, and continued, "Sir, the only thing to be careful with on the island is a herd of wild boars and jaguars, and I hope you have plenty of weapons. ”

"Jaguar!"

Gordon's eyes lit up when he heard this, but he remembered that the skin of the jaguar could make something.

animus！

He meditated in his mind, then found the line of making and found what he was looking for.

Health Upgrades:

Consumption: Two skins of the jaguar.

Effect: Increases health by 2.

Yes, that's what you want, Gordon now only has three health points to have a super high injury recovery speed, and if he gains two more points, then he can reach a height of five points.

"Prepare the dinghy, weapons, sailors, ready to go ashore. ”

"Yes Captain!"

The sailors got busy, hoisting more dinghys from the lower cabins by winch, emptying the barrels of stinky fresh water for final preparations before landing on the island.

Gordon hummed a tune and returned to his captain's quarters.

Mickey followed Gordon into the dinghy, along with thirty sailors, and rowed the boat towards the unknown island.

"Captain, what's in your bucket?"

Mitch looked at the barrel in Gordon's arms and asked curiously.

"Of course it's my clothes, my clothes all smell of seawater, and they're about to stink, so I have to wash them well. ”

“......”

When the group finally reached the island, Gordon looked at the location of the waterfall in the distance, and then led his men in that direction.

"Be vigilant, there are jaguars in this area!"

Of course, there is no need to remind Mickey, all sailors are careful, and no one wants to lose their lives in this place.

Two sailors cut the way with their scimitars in front of them, cutting the rattans that stood in their way, and most of the men behind were carrying barrels, and Gordon stepped into a shallow depression with some standing water, watching the waterline spread in the distance, and the echo of the waterfall grew louder and louder.

When I finally pushed away the last bushes, I saw a waterfall that was making a violent noise in front of me, and thousands of tons of water flowed down from here, and then hit it so hard that a large mist was splashed, and even in the dusk, a faint rainbow could still be seen above the waterfall.

"Yo roar!"

Seeing such a spectacular scene in front of him, Gordon shouted and jumped directly into the river.

The cool river water soaked his body, and finally washed away the dirt, and the whole person was much cooler.

However, the current was so strong that Gordon rushed a considerable distance downstream before re-ashore.

"Happy, Mickey, why don't you jump in and wash?"

He looked at the sailors upstream and shouted.

Then Mickey rolled his eyes, there are so many rocks under the water, we are not you, and we will die if we hit something.

Some sailors filled barrels with fresh water and then poured them down from head to toe towards themselves, cheering incessantly, and this scarce fresh water is incomparably precious on the sea.

The sailor's door, which had been cleaned, began to walk a little upstream, allowing the barrel to be submerged in water and filled with fresh water.

Gordon alone began to take his clothes out of the bucket one by one downstream, throwing them in the water and scrubbing them, in this era when there was no soap and laundry detergent at all, it was better to wash it in this simple way, than not to wash it at all.

Some of the sailors began to carry the barrels back, and there were also sailors who were vigilant around them, and they rotated constantly, and almost every sailor of the Jackdaw came to a baptism.

And so it went on until the night came.