Let us rewind the time by 10 minutes.
Location: The Bell and Mug.
Even though this pirate ship had already sent out all of its elites, and its internal defense was incomparably weak, with the extremely prestigious Ammand overseeing it, it was still very stable. The remaining pirates were mostly old, weak and sick, but everyone was of one mind. At least on the surface, there wasn't any trace of panic or worry. The ship wasn't lit, no one made a ruckus, everything was orderly and orderly. Strong alcohol and gauze were even prepared to bandage wounds.
What was worth mentioning was, the long-legged Robben who was personally groomed by Sheyan was shockingly among those left behind to guard.
On the surface, Robben staying behind to guard was a casual move by Ammand. His goal was to leave behind a middle level pirate to manage and relay his orders. Actually, everyone was well aware, it was because Ammand was worried about Sheyan the crew head. Therefore, he wanted to separate Robben who was personally groomed by him, to prevent the two of them from teaming up and stirring up trouble under his watch. Especially under the allure of a huge fortune.
However, Robben, the wily old fox, didn't show any abnormalities with Ammand's arrangement. For this guy who had been in the Pirates of the Caribbean for decades, there were only two words to describe him. That was "whoever gives him milk is his mother". Whoever could give him more benefits, that person would be his loyal target.
The distant raging flames dyed the night sky red, occasionally mournful cries could be heard. Robben fished out an exquisite gold inlaid pocket watch from his bosom. (Note: Pocket watches were only produced at the end of the 17th century, you can treat this as a soul equipment) Looking at it, he nodded his head. Then he enviously gazed at Tortuga port, before walking down to the lower level cabin. Outside Sheyan's cabin stood two thick-waisted pirates. They were bored stiff as they leaned against a pillar, picking their fingernails, picking their noses, counting flies and scratching their toes. Robben looked at them and immediately coughed, straightening his face and scolded them loudly.
"Look at what you guys are doing! The great Captain Ammand ordered you guys to protect Mr Chris, you two idiots actually dare to desert? "
The two pirates immediately bounced up as though they were stabbed by a knife. Looking at Robben's deadpan poker face, they could only smile apologetically as they fished out tens of shillings to Robben, begging him to be merciful. At first, Robben sternly refused, until the majority of the pirate's money pouches fell into his hands. Then, he snorted lightly and waved his hand to signal them to leave. Then, he pushed open the cabin door and walked in. Naturally, the 2 pirates were cursing madly in their hearts. In their minds, they cursed all the females in Robben's family.
After the door was opened, Fatty Chris suddenly jumped up. His face was a bit pale, looking like an unlucky guy who was caught red-handed in the middle of being a thief. He laughed dryly and looked at Robben. Suddenly, he nervously asked:
"Mr. Robben, could it be that they have returned victorious?"
Robben felt that Fatty Chris's expression was rather strange, but he only treated it as him being overly concerned. He then lightly bowed and replied.
"Respectable Mr Chris, before the crew head departed, he entrusted me with a task. That is, if he hasn't returned after half an hour, then I am to pass this letter to you. Please take note of the time, I have fulfilled my promise and passed this letter to you on time. "
Chris obviously didn't expect this, he couldn't help but ask in astonishment.
"Letter?"
Robben nodded, solemnly replying.
"Don't worry, when I received this letter, I used my father's soul to swear an oath. I will definitely not peek, and will definitely pass it to you on time. Therefore, the contents of this letter, apart from the crew head, no one else knows about it."
In this world, because of the existence of various supernatural incidents and magic, swearing an oath wasn't like the world of the present world. Instead, it was a rather solemn act. Using one's father's soul to swear an oath was the most important type of oath. Of course, the main reason why Robben was willing to do so was because of the 10 pound sterling reward.
Curiously, Chris received the letter from Robben. He couldn't wait to tear open the envelope and read it. At the first glance, cold sweat started to trickle down Chris' forehead. At the beginning of the letter, there were the words "Dear Mr. Chris, Explosives Expert". These words were shocking!
Dear Explosives Expert Mr Chris,
Please forgive me for not addressing you this way until now. Actually, from the first time we met, I already had a clear deduction of your identity and specialty.
Firstly, no matter if it's close combat or long range attacks, you are lacking in threat. Yet you were able to participate in your organization's important mission of destroying Tortuga castle. This shows that you have an extremely important tactical position in this plan! Based on the current difficulty of the realm, there aren't many non-combat positions in the party that can be considered as important. Combining with the uniqueness of the nightmare realm, it's nothing more than high perceptive sensing which allows you to scout out every nook and cranny. Relying on your high charm to gain extensive connections, high intelligence or high spirit to bring about a strong team buff effect. Of course, there's also the core position of explosives.
Amongst these few positions, your perceptive sensing isn't considered high, if not you wouldn't have been unable to choose the correct escape route, and be chased to the brink of death by those guards. Your charm is so low that you have to rely on my prestige to borrow money from the pirates. Then you have the possibility of possessing the remaining two attributes.
However, the reactions of the other party members betrayed you. If you were the kind of person who could bring about a strong buff effect to the party, then they would definitely use all sorts of methods to search for you, and not be so indifferent to your life or death like now.
After eliminating the other possibilities, the remaining one, no matter how inconceivable, must be the correct answer. Of course, if I only had the above information, then I wouldn't have the confidence to place the title of Explosives Expert on your head. But, I noticed a small matter. That is, after the battle with the Paragon fleet, you actually contributed quite a lot, and even received at least 2 ancient gold guineas as a reward.
Following this lead, I investigated further, and discovered that your contribution was actually obtained through the cooperation of the cannoneer in the lower cabin! That cannoneer very frankly told his crew head, when the respected Mr Chris was by the side loading gunpowder, he could miraculously control the cannoneer to fire further, and with greater might! Thus, my Reverend Mr. Cree, the last strong piece of the puzzle in my reasoning is closed.
If the title of Explosives Expert is placed on your head, naturally it can also explain why you resolutely refused to return to the party. Even if you had to compromise, you still insisted on staying on the ship. Based on your unique fighting style, when you return to the party, you would most likely be in a peripheral state. Instead, staying on this pirate ship is more convenient and carefree. To you, you can borrow my reputation as a cover to do many things on the ship.
For example, borrow a lot of money from the pirates, and then use it on me.
Or for example ….. make use of the time on the ship to create large amounts of spirit bombs, and secretly plant them in various parts of the ship.
Oh! Dear cousin Chris, please don't be agitated. Be careful of the low and slippery ceiling of the ship, it will cause damage to your brain. Since I dared to draw such a conclusion, naturally I have sufficient evidence.
Different from you, my perceptive sense has reached a full 14 points, under my meticulous observation, I can still roughly determine the approximate range of things that threaten my life. After my careful investigation, I finally discovered a small bomb you stuck under the stool. I cannot deny that this type of spirit bomb is extremely concealed, and can even be called a work of art. It is hard to imagine that something like chewing gum that can be casually kneaded would still possess such astonishing might. Of course, according to my observation, the time you take to create it is relatively long, you should only be able to create one every 24 hours.
PS: Sheyan's perceptive sense is not as high as Ammand's, but because he already had a preconceived notion of danger, he intentionally searched for a bomb that could be discovered, while Ammand could not. This logic is like a house with mice, even if you are short-sighted, you will still be able to discover the mouse hole, but a pilot playing in your house may not be able to discover the mouse hole.
After seeing through all the arrangements you've painstakingly made, I can more or less deduce your plan. No doubt, your foresight is extremely sinister and accurate. When all the pirates, including me, had their sights set on the rich and populous Tortuga port and the legendary castle filled with riches. You actually placed the breakthrough point on the Bell and Mug, this pirate ship.
Based on the distribution of your bombs, I can see that your target is Ammand's captain's room. Thinking back to the plot of Pirates of the Caribbean 4, Blackbeard's captain's room was filled with a dozen bottles of black magic rum, even the legendary ship like the Black Pearl was kept within these bottles! Of course, Ammand could not be compared to Blackbeard, but, but! He is after all one of the future seven great pirate kings! The riches in his captain's room can only be described as enormous!
What you lack, is only an opportunity – an opportunity for the Bell and Mug to be completely empty.
At that time, you can detonate the bomb placed at the bottom of the ship and create a huge mess. At the same time, you can take the opportunity to blow open the door of the captain's room and steal everything you want. Then, you can escape along the route you planted in advance. Anyone who chases you, will be sent flying into the air by the huge explosion, before dying painfully.
Coincidentally, I am also sweeping away the powerful characters on this pirate ship, for example the former crew head Cuaron, Erwin etc. These powerful characters will also become a stumbling block to your plan. Therefore, while you are secretly delighted, you have steeled your heart to stay on the ship and wait for a better opportunity. I have to admit, I indeed made use of this mentality to reap many benefits from you – may the merciful God bless you. (To be continued.) If you like this work, I welcome you to come to qidian.com to vote. Your support, is my greatest motivation.)
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