On the upper deck, Kurich and Mickey stood at the door of the captain's quarters, their expressions very serious.

"Set sail?" Mitch asked, feeling that Gordon's body was a little unfit for the bumps on the ship.

"We should go back to England as soon as possible, so that his injuries will be better. ”

There is no shop in front of the village here, and the sanitary conditions on the ship are not very good.

Mitch nodded, and then began to call out to the sailors: "All sailors return to their posts......"

Taking advantage of the moonlight, the Jackdaw set off again from the island.

For the next few days, Jon was like the most ordinary sailor, cleaning and cleaning the Jackdaw, and then watching to see if any land would appear.

He was desperate to return to London and report the news of El Dorado, knowing that the pirates who had robbed Colonel Aduddin of his nautical diary had set off a month earlier, and he could only pray that those fellows would not find El Dorado.

On the fourth day of the revoyage, Gordon finally came out of the room, wearing only a simple pair of close-fitting clothes, a pair of brown shorts, and some long hair draped directly behind the back.

He was a little pale after not seeing the sun for a long time, and he was leaning against the side of the boat alone with his hands covering the harsh sunlight.

"Captain, are you alright?"

Alan hurriedly ran over and asked.

"Almost, Alan, I don't fall in this place so easily, go get me something to eat, don't be greasy. ”

"Got it, Captain, you wait for me. ”

With that, he headed towards the kitchen.

Gordon took a deep breath, the cool sea breeze entering his lungs, and he finally felt alive.

In the first few days, he was almost in a state of fever and confusion, and almost the whole person was about to fall asleep, relying on the continuous care of Allen and Kulich to survive.

After touching his face, there were already some edges and corners protruding, and he must have lost a lot of weight.

The sailors around were much happier when they saw Gordon, such a good captain was not so easy to meet, but they did not rush up to disturb him.

Gordon recognized the figure who was struggling to clean the deck, putting on a simple coat but still wearing the somewhat tattered Royal Navy trousers.

"Mr. Jon, are you still in the habit of staying on board?"

Jon turned his head when he heard the shout, but the brush in his hand didn't stop cleaning.

"Not bad, sir. ”

It gave Gordon a good impression, down-to-earth and competent, and if he could, he really wanted Jon to fill that slot on the Jackdaw.

Looking at Quirin walking under his feet and rubbing his feet, Gordon couldn't help but pick him up.

"Even, Quirin, you're really a lot heavier, who fed you fat?"

"Meow ......"

Quillin was expressionless, too lazy to look at Gordon, just looking around.

The original slender body is obviously a little out of shape, and out of the wandering life, the vigilance and aggression of the whole cat have been far reduced, for example, in the past, Gordon's behavior was definitely to attract a claw.

"Captain, you want food. ”

Alan came out of the cabin with a tray, but what he saw was a harmonious scene of Gordon and the cat loving each other, which was simply blind, and Gordon's whole person exuded doting emotions, which he had never seen before.

"OK, you can put it in my room for me. ”

Gordon continued to tease Quillin until the latter had already pulled out his grip and fangs impatiently, and then reluctantly put it on the side of the ship, ready to start eating.

But to be honest, he didn't feel hungry at all, maybe he hadn't eaten properly in a long time, but the weakness of his body made him know that he had to eat something.

Breakfast on a 10-point list: bread, boiled eggs, and a bowl of oatmeal with a small plate of pickles.

"Yes, it's finally a little nutritious. ”

Gordon tasted a bite of oatmeal and accompanied it with pickles, which whetted his appetite and swept away all the food.

Quest for Discovery: Find El Dorado

Description: The Mayans who settled on the American continent left behind a glorious civilization in their millennia of history, the most glorious of which was El Dorado, which has been circulating throughout the world since the 15th century.

Difficulty: 5 stars

Reward: 2,000 materials

Task Failure: There is no penalty for task failure.

Gordon was eating breakfast properly, but he was directly blinded by this pop-up exploration mission, not only did he not have a mission punishment, but he also had two thousand materials! Two thousand can already complete the most basic upgrades to the Jackdaw's hull, artillery, armor and sails, which is extremely rich.

As for the monetary reward, I found the El Dorado and asked you for such a monetary reward?

"It's gone!"

Gordon's mind was full of these two words, and countless amounts of money rushed to his face, drowning him in the world of gold.

But......

"Hey, that's gone? What about the hints? Something that no one has found in three centuries, you give the task nothing!!"

"Phew, what a damn animus. ”

Gordon's original good mood disappeared in an instant, which is simply a trick.

But when he calmed down, he thought about it again, Animus never releases tasks for no reason, for example, after the conflict with the Loren Amos, there is a follow-up assassination mission, and after encountering the Black Pearl, there is a task to kill Barbossa, if there is no task prompt, the biggest possibility is that the prompt is around.

"Jon......

He touched his chin, the only variable in this time was Jon they had rescued from Nameless Island, he was an insider?

The exploration of El Dorado was a real must, both the materials and the huge amount of gold that attracted him greatly.

Gordon walked out of the captain's room with his plate, and stuffed it directly to Alan, who was doing nothing outside.

"Captain, are you done eating?"

"Well, you put it back for me, I'll have to talk to Mr. Jon. ”

Alan looked at Jon, who was trying to wipe the side of the ship, a little confused, but still nodded: "Okay captain." ”

"Hi Jon!"

Gordon shouted with a wave of his hand in that direction.

Jon, who heard the familiar voice, turned his head again and saw that Gordon was waving.

"Yes sir, what's the matter?"

"Come on, I have something to ask you. ”

Jon didn't wonder if there was anything else, the most people had asked him about what happened to him on a desert island these days, maybe it was just a routine inquiry.

He stood up, threw the linen into the bucket, wiped his still watery hands from his trousers, and walked over.

Gordon greeted him warmly, and then sat down in the captain's quarters.

"Mr. Jon, you know, as captain, I have to be responsible for every crew member, so I need to know some information about your identity to make sure you're not a pirate or some kind of danger. ”

That didn't sound wrong with Jon, for he already knew from the sailor how kind a captain he was to his own people, even jumping into rough waves for the sake of a sailor.

"I can understand, Captain. ”