Chapter 1: The Reborn of the Dead

On the rough twin seas, there was an old stuffy slave ship, and from the damp and moldy aft cabin, there was a miserable howl. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Fuck, it's that dead Zhang Long again!" Sam, the fat bearded second mate, scolded angrily, "Damn the yellow-skinned guy, he's more treacherous than a demon goblin. This kid is mentally retarded, just forget it, he yells and screams like this every day, and idiots will buy him. Damn, I don't believe in beating him!"

The one who was howling was a mentally handicapped slave he bought from Xiansai Island, named Zhang Long, who was originally a family member of a declining wealthy merchant there, with innate imbecile but a high fighting talent, and a spear made a tiger and a tiger. It's a pity that the master's family is in the middle of the road, and he is in a hurry to use the money, but at this juncture, he was caught and peeked at the eldest lady of the family taking a bath, so he was decisively pulled by the master to the market to sell slaves. But he was born mentally retarded, he only knew the old man's house, and he screamed loudly when he left the familiar environment, and the old man had to pour him a fan soup to keep quiet, since he was originally mentally retarded, it didn't matter if he was a little bit of a fool, just sell it for some money. Sure enough, it was bought by the bearded Sam who was in charge of purchasing on this ship, and the price was not bad.

When the ship sailed into the Twin Seas, as soon as the effect of the misty soup had passed, Zhang Long began to howl again, and at first no one paid attention to it, until he called the other slaves so distraught that he almost panicked, and was thrown into the confinement cabin by the captain alone to calm down, but it didn't take long for him to start howling again. Sam was scolded by the captain to the point that if he couldn't tame the retarded before he landed, he would have to pay out of his own pocket to compensate for the loss.

Sam had beaten Zhang Long no less than a hundred times, and this time he was so angry that he couldn't hold it anymore, so he grabbed the electric baton and broke into the confinement cabin.

This terrifying electric baton is a wooden stick painted with black lacquer, and a broken magic topaz is embedded in the top, and any slave who wants to make trouble can be pained by the guards with a single blow.

Sam glared angrily at Zhang Long, who was chained to the bulkhead: he was not tall but very strong, even if he had been beaten and was covered in injuries, he could still see that it was a good piece of material, but unfortunately he was an idiot who didn't understand human words, and he was looking around with a panic on his face, and he was wailing in his throat.

"Shut up!" Sam slammed a stick into his face, but Zhang Long's reaction was surprisingly fast, flashing back, and the chain pulled him back with a loud bang, and the electric baton burst out of his cheeks, Zhang Long's howl stopped abruptly, his tongue numb fell out of his mouth, and his throat let out a painful snort.

"If you shout again, this is the end!" Sam retracted the electric baton with satisfaction, but Zhang Long didn't seem to understand his words at all, and before the second mate turned around, he wailed again, letting his tongue hang out of his mouth, and his voice became even more unpleasant and harsh.

Sam was furious, and put the electric baton on Zhang Long's stomach, and in an instant, the lightning was shining, and the terrible screams were endless for a long time, until the second fecal incontinence feces and urine flowed, Sam stopped, and then looked at Zhang Long, his mouth was full of blood, and his tongue was almost bitten off.

"Still screaming?" Sam asked viciously, wouldn't that make the retarded realize what he couldn't do?

He obviously underestimated the mentally retarded, Zhang Long looked at him in fear, paused for a moment, and immediately wailed again, like an ignorant baby.

"Fuck you mother!" Sam was so angry that the electric baton beckoned down like a storm, and the chains were crawling with electric arcs, and poor Zhang Long was beaten to the point that his skin was torn apart, and the flesh that burst out was immediately roasted by electric sparks, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt. Sam had lost his mind, and a fatal blow hit Zhang Long's temple, and suddenly smoke and brains flowed out. Zhang Long finally stopped howling and hung his head down, if it wasn't for the iron chain, his body would have collapsed into mud on the floor.

"Holy Light!" Sam realized that he had made a big mistake, and the captain forbade the death of the cargo without her approval, even if he was the second mate, he would have to go to the gangplank to feed the sharks if he broke this rule!

"It's over, it's over!" Sam was completely panicked, and secretly cursed why Zhang Long couldn't help but fight like this. For a slave's cheap life, three gold coins are indeed expensive, but his life can't be bought back with no amount of money, Sam was stunned, the electric baton fluttered and fell to the ground, and he also knelt down, and whimpered with his hands on his face.

He didn't see that Zhang Long's body was suddenly shrouded in soft white light, but in a blink of an eye, the white light disappeared, and Zhang Long, who was already dead, suddenly opened his eyes!

Sam's crying was interrupted by the clanging of chains, and he looked up and sat on the ground in fright: Zhang Long, who was originally dead, actually looked at him directly!

"Oh my god, zombies!" Sam was a rude man, but he wasn't very bold, especially afraid of demons and monsters. However, he soon found that there was a big living person in front of him, and he was even more panicked than before he was beaten.

I saw Zhang Long struggling in horror, but his performance was very different from before, especially in his mouth, it was no longer a meaningless cry, but he was calling something, which sounded very similar to Xiansai, but it was not, maybe it was some kind of dialect that Sam had never heard.

This retarded can actually speak!

Sam was shocked, stabilized his mind, and a simple concept came out of his simple brain: Didn't I not only kill him, but also beat this retarded smart?

"Hey, boy, do you speak the lingua franca?" he asked tentatively.

Zhang Long was stunned for a long time, and finally held back a few words.

"Who are you, and where am I?"

It's not a standard lingua franca, but it's understandable. Sam was overjoyed, turned around and ran out to ask the captain for credit, leaving Zhang Long alone in a daze in the confinement cabin.

......

Wasn't I being beaten, how did I get here, why was I locked up?

A series of questions made Zhang Long almost out of breath, he was still lying in a pool of blood a second ago, and the screams of the little white-collar workers and the cry of the woman echoed in his ears, the crowd was talking, and even the sound of a police car coming. But suddenly, a white light flashed in front of him, and he was locked unharmed in a slatted house full of musty, bloody and burnt smells, facing a dumbfounded man who spoke not very standard English!

It's not a dream, is it?

Zhang Long forced himself to be quiet, and looked around carefully, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like a modern environment, the whole slatted house was only lit by an oil lamp hanging at the door, and the dim light and shadow swayed indescribably weird. He lowered his head, a sticky mass running down his forehead and captivating his eyes, and then fell to the ground with a thud, red and white mixed together, extremely disgusting: it was a brain that had just been knocked out. However, at this time, this body had been completely healed, so intact that it could no longer be intact, if it wasn't locked, he almost felt that he could immediately run a mile without breathing!

Of course, he didn't recognize the brain, so he didn't pay much attention to it, just looked down at his body: there was only a crotch cloth on his whole body, and he could still see the birthmark on his belly through the blood stains all over his body, but the fat was gone, replaced by a body of Bruce Lee-like muscles, although not as exaggerated as a bodybuilder, he looked like a practitioner.

When did I practice so well? Zhang Long was even more confused, and suddenly there was a jerk around him, and the sound of waves came to his ears, and he realized that he was on a boat.

From the partition to the cabin, the modern fluorescent tube has become an ancient oil lamp, and the figure has changed from a wine bag and rice bag to a man, and I see a bearded man dressed as a European medieval sailor speaking some strange "English" to himself...... What's more, before these changes, I seemed to have been beaten to death!

"," Zhang Long scolded dumbly, and the unfamiliar passages in the online novel came to mind.

"I'm crossing!"

The question is, what time and place have you traveled to, could it be medieval England? Zhang Long's heart was in a state of confusion, until a few fierce figures came in at the door, and it turned out that the captain had come with Sam and a few sailors.

The captain was actually a scar-faced old lady in her sixties, with pale and gray blonde hair, wearing a typical pirate eyepatch in her right eye, obviously a one-eyed dragon, her right hand was an iron hook, her left hand was a long speargun, her left calf had long been replaced by an iron bar, and a fat red-billed green parrot squatted on her shoulder.

The captain looked at him, then at Sam, and asked in an old witch's voice, "Did this boy really speak?"

Sam nodded hurriedly, and the captain slowly walked up to Zhang Long, the iron rod leg clanged on the floor, and the eagle-like one-eyed stared at him with a tingling spine.

"Do you know who you are?"

Of course, Zhang Long saw that with the current situation, this terrible old lady held the power of life and death, and once she was angry, he would definitely have no good fruit to eat. The captain's "English" is stranger than the bearded one, and it seems to have a thick Mediterranean accent, if it weren't for the usual American dramas, these two sentences really couldn't be understood.

"Will ......; My name is Zhang ...... Dragon, here...... Where is it, why is it locked up?" He stumbled and answered questions, crossing through the previous day to do such a low-end job, there was no chance to practice spoken English, plus nervous and scared, it was not easy to be able to speak sentences.

When the captain heard this, he laughed, "What an idiot, I don't remember anything but the name?" Okay, let me tell you, you are the goods I bought from the island of Sensai and are about to be shipped to the slave market at the Votham Docks for auction, understand? Damn Sam, who told you to beat him like a bloody gourd, I can't even see the color! Come, Pete, give him a shabu-shabu!"

Before Zhang Long could react, a large bucket of footwashing water had been splashed down on his head and face, and most of the blood stains had been washed away.

"This kid is good enough, Sam, I don't know how hard you beat people? After being beaten for so many days, there is no scar on his whole body, well, the foundation is good! This time he is not mentally retarded, but some of them have earned; you have done a great job, Sam, go, cross him off the list of ordinary slaves, and sell gladiator seeds instead, starting at five gold coins!"

Everyone left happily, leaving Zhang Long alone dumbfounded, and his mind was in a mess.

What's the matter, I'm a slave, and my name is Zhang Long? What about gladiators, is it ancient Rome? No, this is not an American drama, how can ancient Romans speak English? Slow! Why does the speargun in the captain's hand look so familiar, as if it was for the Amazon in Diablo II...... Ladies Javelin!, etc...... Isn't the captain wearing the dark red tights of the Diablo Amazon, but it's not so sexy and revealing, and the person wearing it is still so old...... By the way, what did she just say? I bought it from "Sensai Island" and want to sell it to "Wasam"?

Oh my God, this is St. Hugh's Ari!

Lao Tzu traveled through the world of "Diablo"!