The voting did not go well. Because there were so many options this time, more than a dozen people voted for each choice, and the result was that each option did not have an overwhelming advantage. John scratched his head as he looked at the four people standing in line in front of him. George was also a little embarrassed. There are pros and cons to the four options John mentioned, none of which is only good and no bad, so that he himself is a little at a loss to start, let alone the sailors.

But this doesn't work, the navy is okay, as long as you run out earlier, but the plague will not come to invade because you didn't make a good decision, although the ship has been cleaned up by John, but the crew can't stay on the ship all the time, they always have to go ashore, whether it's to buy supplies or go to the tavern to drink and have fun, John doesn't have the right to keep all the crew on board. Therefore, it became imperative for John to come to an early conclusion and get out of here. Originally, John had planned to inform Edward that Lovely Edward seemed to have gone to sea to look for the potion, and did not see his Jackdaw at the docks, so he had to give up.

But come to think of it, Edward, as the cornerstone of this world, should not encounter danger. Thinking of this, John gave up the idea of calling Edward to leave with him: in fact, he probably wouldn't agree.

John was still standing there thinking about these things, and the sailors over there had come to the conclusion that they had to leave sooner, after all, no matter which of the four options had been before, it would not conflict with finding a place to take refuge from the limelight now. In the end, the sailors decided to go to sea first, and many sailors hoped to be able to return to Havana, and now they still have a lot of the previous things on them, whether it is Spanish silver coins or spices, and everyone has some in their hands, so that they can also have a decent identity when they go back. In particular, some sailors with families in their families are clamoring to go to Havana.

John was not against the sailors' decision, in fact he felt that Havana, as one of the Caribbean's leading trading centers, was a good choice for escaping the navy or finding a place to buy medicines. Thinking of this, John clapped his hands, drawing the attention of the sailors who were still arguing and trying to convince the others. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, John said, "How many people are against going to sea now?" No one below responded, and they all looked at John. John nodded: "Since there is no objection to going to sea, then today everyone will go and buy supplies, whether it is beer, rum, fresh water, dry flour cakes, salted meat, everyone will go and buy back, we are ready to go to sea - of course, don't forget the beans." At the mention of beans, the sailors smiled on their faces. Ever since the captain had grown vegetables on the ship as if by magic, the crew had not suffered from nightmarish scurvy due to the lack of these fresh vegetables, so now when they mentioned beans, everyone seemed to see gold, and the smile on their faces could not be hidden.

After noon that day, sailors flocked to the market in Nassau, carrying crates of rum, barrels of beer, and fresh water back to the ships, and then back to buy bags of chickpeas and bacon pastries. At this time, John was going to the munitions shop with George to buy enough gunpowder and shells - the ship became larger, the shells used at one time would naturally increase, even if he had the guns brought from those gunboats, but there was nothing wrong with bringing more, and it was not known how long he would have to drift at sea this time, and if he ran out of ammunition, he would become the biggest laughing stock in the Caribbean this year.

George knew this, of course, so before John could say anything, George pulled John to the munitions shop, and then the two of them pulled cartloads of gunpowder shells back and forth in the direction of the ship. On the way, John also met Vane. The big pirate greeted John rarely: "Hey, I said, where are you going?" John put down the powder keg on his shoulder and sat on the lid of the barrel: "I'm going to take the crew to Havana, most of my crew are sailors from Havana, and now I just have time to take them back to have a look, and it's best to meet a few lone merchant ships so that we can find some of the previous things." Vane looked at John, was silent for a moment, and then slowly said, "You want to escape." ”

John also stood up from the powder keg and looked Vane in the eye. Vane's condition was not very good now, his eyes were densely covered with bloodshots, and his eyes were also bloodshot and red. John shook his head: "I have to be responsible for my crew, I'm their captain. ”

Hearing John's words, Vane seemed to be stimulated by something, and stretched out his hands and grabbed John's neckline: "You want to run away!

John also stretched out his hand, but did not pull Vane's hand away, but signaled to George next to him to calm down, don't pull out the gun from his waist, in case George slipped his hand and killed Vane, it is uncertain what the consequences will be. Seeing that George put away his gun, John looked at the face that was almost pasted on the backbone: "My crew are all sailors I recruited in Havana, and they have been drifting with me on the sea since the beginning of merchant ships. Now I wish to leave this place shrouded in disease and plague with my crew, preferably back to their families. I'm their captain, and it's not the pirate ship's captain's duty to take them out of danger? ”

Vane looked at John's expression without the slightest change, and knew that now was not the time to quarrel with John, so he let go of John's neckline and let go of John's neckline. John straightened his collar and looked at Vane, who was still staring at him with red eyes, and said, "Besides, I think it's better to spend money in Havana than to blindly search for a shipwreck at sea and pray that a sufficient amount of potions can be salvaged." What do you think, Vane?"

Vane didn't reply, just stared at John's face, as if judging that John's words were somewhat credible. John didn't care, turned around and picked up the powder keg, and beckoned George, who was pulling a pickup truck next to him, to walk past Vane. George was still on the lookout for Vane, as if Vane would draw his gun and shoot at him if he wasn't looking. Fortunately, although Vane seems to be going crazy, he is still not beyond the scope of a normal person, and will not be hostile to a "strange and heroic captain" at this time. Knowing that the two of them had turned out of his sight, Vane was just watching them leave.

When John got on board, he found that the sailors had already bought what they needed, so he put the powder kegs, arquebuses, and cannonballs into the cabin, and walked to the rudder with George, and waved: "Anchor, sail, everyone, we are out to sea!"