After an encounter, the poor Royal Seagull has been honorably laid off. And the new "appointed" ship is called the Black Shark.

As the name suggests, it's actually a pirate ship. Of course, it used to be called that, but now, although the rough skull flag has been removed. But seeing the expressionless sailors on the surrounding decks is enough to call it a dead man's ship.

The hands of the "first mate" at the helm were dry to the bone, but the color was not the same as that of a normal dead man, but a milky white color.

The sea was already damp, and under the image of the cold force, the deck beneath its feet had now spread out a frozen area covered with hoarfrost.

Miss Smith stood near her with her arms crossed, and although it was still summer at the moment, and the sea was not particularly cold, she was still shivering from the cold, and the breath she exhaled was white as mist, as if it were winter.

"Towards that, keep going in this direction, and then I'll let you know when you need to change direction."

After she said this sentence with trembling teeth, she hurriedly turned her head and walked away.

The half-dead first mate behind him glanced at her quietly, his dark blue eyes deep and gorgeous, without any emotion.

Miss Smith walked quickly to the captain's room below, sat down across from Charles, took a sip of a beer on the table, wiped the water from the corner of her mouth, and then, curiously, the orphan-born astronomer, asked, "How do you command them?" ”

Obviously, this guy is not an ordinary person, and he can still speak normally in the face of this existence that can communicate with the dead and even control the dead.

Of course, it also takes some time to get used to, in fact, when she first woke up, she was so frightened that she screamed, if it weren't for the deep sea around her and nowhere to escape, she would have run away a long time ago.

"Of course I have my way." Charles replied softly, staring at a reference book on some kind of illusion in his hand without blinking.

After the initial period of fear, Miss Smith was curious about everything about him, such as his indifferent personality, his appearance that never bathed but never smelled dirty or smelly, and his always neat clothes.

For example, all kinds of amazing methods of his.

Of course, there is also this book that is currently written in a way that is difficult to read.

Despite her poor background, Miss Smith prides herself on having read a lot of literature and has some knowledge of the writing of the world, so she suspects that the words in this book are not owned by the earth.

It's just that I've asked curiously but haven't received any response, and this suspicion is limited to suspicion.

"The helmsman just now looked calm, but I felt something else on deck...... The other sailors look at me as if they are going to eat people, but you have to keep an eye on them, don't eat me, or there will be no one to help you find the Trident. ”

Miss Smith muttered, and she was secretly relieved to see Charles nod.

The dead people outside were very strange, never able to speak, but they didn't look like idiots, but rather very wise, but when they paid attention to themselves, or to any living creatures, the emotions hidden in their blue eyes seemed to be not looking at people, but at food.

It's terrifying, not to mention, they don't even breathe, but it's normal to think about it, dead people, if they breathe, what are dead people?

"Isn't this person in front of you also dead? Pretending to be a normal person? Otherwise, how could it be possible to communicate with the dead? ”

Just as she was exuding her thoughts, Miss Smith noticed that the young man opposite who was originally concentrating on reading suddenly put down the book in his hand and stood up, which made her chuckle and hurriedly asked, "What happened?" ”

"It's okay, you just stay here." The fluttering answer seemed to have a great sense of security, and Miss Smith was really not very scared when she heard this, so she nodded honestly and watched the figure push the door out.

……

"Hell, why are we catching up when we've gotten rid of them before?"

A black-haired mast-masted sailing ship was speeding through the twilight sea, and beside him, a round-faced, bearded old pirate was at the helm, holding a telescope.

Hearing this, he muttered vaguely: "I think this may be my compass, but I can't bear it." ”

Looking at the sea through a narrow cylinder, only a nautical mile away, a tattered-looking pirate ship was following closely behind, and the strange figure faintly visible on it made him shudder unconsciously, but then when he found another cripple next to the strange man, he bared his teeth: "Annoying Barbossa, I should have completely eliminated him." ”

"Instead of complaining about others, ask yourself why you sold the compass." The old pirate at the helm beside him snorted, his mouth pursed, and his hands continued to control the fastest pirate ship on the ocean to rush forward, and suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"Look at Jack, there's pirates!"

"Pirates? We're pirates, there's nothing to see. ”

"We can use them as shields!"

This sentence lifted the spirits of the person next to him, and then he gritted his teeth and smiled, patted his companion on the shoulder and urged: "Good Gibbs, I like to watch this kind of scene the most, hurry, hurry!" ”

"Okay!"

When the happy event came, the round-faced old pirate did not refute, but happily steered the ship slightly and headed towards the four pirate ships he saw.

Although it was a serious provocation to approach without saying hello, Gibbs believed that relying on his lifetime of experience in maneuvering ships and the extremely fast Black Pearl under him, they had a good chance of getting out of attack before the other side could deal with it, and leaving the devil's ship behind them behind the four pirate ships.

In this way, they also have a shield, which may not be able to completely get rid of the terrifying devil ship, but it can help them delay for a certain amount of time.

Slowly approaching, the four tattered pirate ships did not seem to have any obvious reaction at all, which couldn't help but make the nervous Captain Jack wonder, muttering in his mouth, holding the binoculars to glance in.

"Huh? Really nothing happens? Today is really my lucky day...... Hell, what are those!? ”

"What?" The old pirate at the helm asked sideways.

In the matter of distance, he couldn't see the real situation of the other party, and could only see a figure.

Captain Jack didn't speak, but raised the telescope again to look at it for a moment as if uncertain, then looked sideways at the first mate next to him, touched his chin, and grinned: "It's nothing, it seems to be an old acquaintance." ”

"Old acquaintances? That's even better, there's no good guy who knows you. The old pirate muttered, shouted at the deck, and began to move at full speed toward the pirate ship he saw.

Everything went well, even overdone, and after entering the attack range, the pirate ships did not see any attacks, which made the old pirate Gibbs very happy.

However, when they got close enough to see what was going on, the smile on the old pirate's face faded away, and a touch of horror was born and grew.

"Jack Sparrow, don't say you didn't see it before!" His face turned pale, and his hand holding the rudder trembled.

"Don't hesitate, rush over!"

Captain Jack beside him urged: "The dead man is just right for the devil!" ”

As he spoke, he saw that the old man seemed to be frightened silly, so he did not hesitate to snatch the rudder and control it himself, but before he could actually grab it, the Black Pearl suddenly began to tremble under his feet.

At the same time, a shrill cry with a cry came from the bottom area of the boat below:

"Oh no, the boat is leaking!"

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