Fortunately, Sheyan and the other two stepped forward bravely at this moment, as they yelled out loudly and cooperated with the commanding officer to block the roads. After bustling about for a long while, they finally managed to suppress the chaos. Otherwise, if the situation continued to deteriorate, this horrifying calamity would've spread to the entire city, and Port Royal would've been transformed into a ghost town before the virus wore off.
After regaining their senses, the marines secured several important intersections. Following that, they searched for firewood and ignited several large fire piles to obstruct the infected. Finally, the entire chaotic situation was brought under control.
Of course, it was worth mentioning that this was the best time to curry favor with the leader. Sheyan and the others did not miss out on the powerless Governor Swan. They promptly escorted him to a safe area. Although no accident happened, they had at least made themselves familiar with the leader. They had to make him appreciate their kindness.
Half an hour later, an ashen faced Norrington returned. His entire body was filthy and battered, and even emitted an indescribable stench. Evidently, he had lost his pursuit, and his gentlemanly demeanor had vanished without a trace. He should've suffered considerably. Sheyan didn't see Will Turner, and most likely, the infatuated Will Turner wasn't willing to give up, and continued pursuing.
Roughly five minutes after Norrington's return, those berserk and frenzied combatants of the infected simultaneously stiffened, before collapsing to the ground. Their skin and muscles simultaneously blackened, and withered like dried wood. It was as though a gust of wind would turn them into dried corpses or ashes. Evidently, the virus had passed its effective period.
The frightened townsfolk and the vigilant marines were dazed for a brief moment, as though by prior agreement, they simultaneously prostrated themselves on the ground, as they drew a cross with their fingers while emitting mournful cries. In this chaos, the majority of casualties were their kin, comrades and friends. In the next instant, without waiting for Norrington to issue his orders, a massive cleansing storm brimming with hatred and wrath swept across Port Royal!
Based on Sheyan's great foresight, though their identities were still unknown, and they were still extremely awkward suspects, they remained unscathed in this cleansing. Naturally, Governor Swann would recognize them and vouch for them, and they naturally didn't need to worry.
Most of the marines had witnessed how the contestants charged into the frontlines to fight against the infected. Moreover, there were over 20 civilians who received their assistance and escaped from their predicament. Under the protection of these three protective talismans, even if the contestants had to go through ten thousand rounds of cleansing, they wouldn't have any misgivings.
Evidently, the contestant who planned this horrifying biochemical attack had long made preparations. Before the start, they had washed away all traces of evidence. Therefore, it was understandable that the search was fruitless. However, a dozen or so hidden pirate spies became the scapegoats of the angry people. After their limbs were broken, they were hanged alive on crosses on the rocks outside the harbour.
It must be mentioned here. Joshamee Gibbs and Captain Jack Sparrow were the unfortunate fish caught in the crossfire. Because they couldn't find any witnesses to prove their innocence, they were treated as suspects and locked up ….. History was an astonishing coincidence, as the revered Captain Jack Sparrow was still locked up in the prison of Port Royal. Furthermore, he didn't even have the chance to shout out his famous words of "Ladies and gentlemen, you nearly captured Captain Jack Sparrow today". Of course, this time, he had Joshamee Gibbs as his companion.
*****
The sky turned from blue to black in the evening. It was extremely fast and extremely quiet. Mixed with the mournful passing of the sea breeze, there was also the black smoke emitted from the burning of the corpses. Naturally, this originally prosperous port was filled with a desolate and sorrowful atmosphere.
Observing the rolling ashen clouds by the horizon, Sheyan stood at the entrance of the bar and frowned.
"I'm afraid there's going to be a typhoon tonight."
Ol 'Seadog squinted his eyes as he observed.
"Perhaps there's such a possibility. The color of these clouds is frighteningly sinister! If we encounter such clouds at sea, lowering the sails would be useless. We'll have to chop down the mast immediately! "
At this moment, the bar owner of the duo's bar overheard their conversation. He immediately berated his staff, instructing them to start pressing rocks on the roof, keeping clothes and nailing up the windows in preparation for the typhoon. Then, the bar owner proceeded to purchase food at a higher price.
The bar owner knew that the eyesight of people who made a living on the sea was exceedingly sinister. Because if they couldn't discern correctly, they would die. Therefore, he immediately listened. Without a doubt.
At this moment, the scout dispatched by Sheyan had returned. According to Jack Sparrow's intelligence, Shawen was a person he had to locate. As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will be undefeated in a hundred battles. If not, wanting to snatch that Aztec gold from the tiger's mouth of the Black Pearl, would truly be an impossible mission!
Of course, searching for a person, especially a resident of Port Royal, wasn't something Sheyan's subordinates could handle. However, after dealing with Chris previously, they had established an exceedingly good cooperative relationship with the local gangs. Hence, Sheyan directly ordered his subordinate to carry a purse of gold guineas to Mr. Wilson at the fish stall. He reckoned that Mr. Wilson would gladly accept such a relaxed and joyful cooperative relationship.
When that pirate whispered into Sheyan's ears with a queer expression, Sheyan couldn't help but blurt out.
"What? He's been captured and imprisoned? And he's even imprisoned for felons? "
When Reef and Mogensha heard that, they couldn't help glancing at each other. Today, they had just established a good relationship with Port Royal, could it be that they were rushing to break out of prison?!!
This news was truly out of Sheyan's expectations. He could only console himself with Ah Q – having news is always better than having no news at all. Nevertheless, his future actions and plans would have to be adjusted. It seems like this Shawen was indeed a crucial character. To obtain his assistance, the realm's hidden arrangements wouldn't be easy.
"This matter can't be rushed." Sheyan gently replied. "Let's think it through properly."
Everyone also knew that this kind of thing couldn't be rushed. As the saying goes, more haste, less speed. Hence, they entered the bar again and thought while drinking. At this time, the wind gradually became stronger, blowing the windows with loud noises. The bar owner hastily nailed up the remaining windows, before delivering dinner to Sheyan.
Probably due to the typhoon, dinner was exceedingly simple. A large bowl of mushy onion and cabbage soup, and a large plate of roasted meat. The main dish was black bread. Although the bread was cold and hard, the vegetable soup was scalding hot, and the vegetables were all mushy. After soaking the black bread in the soup, one could delicately chew on it, releasing a unique flavor.
The meat of the roasted meat was slightly fatty, but it was roasted rather dry. Crunching crunches could be heard when bitten into the mouth, as delicious fats oozed out. Drinking a mouthful of rum was truly a delightful experience.
After dinner, the wind became even stronger. They could even feel that the main structure of the house was enduring the huge wind and was making creaking sounds. Fortunately, the structure of the bar was rather sturdy, and appeared to have withstood the test of typhoons. Thus, the bar owner wasn't worried and returned early to sleep. Yet at this moment, knocks suddenly drifted in from outside.
"Dong dong dong, dong dong dong."
The knocking was soft and rhythmic, without a single trace of fluster. Instead, it was resolute, as though it would stubbornly continue knocking if the door wasn't opened. Ol 'Seadog frowned and asked.
"Who would come to the bar in such weather? Even if they are staying, they should be late. "
Sheyan's eyes flickered as he replied.
"Speaking of which, they should be looking for me by now."
Following that, Sheyan instructed Reef to open the door. Instantly, gales and rainwater gushed in through the cracks of the door. Fortunately, they were mentally prepared beforehand, and placed the candles in a sheltered area. Yet after the gust of wind blew in, the dust and dust within the room fluttered chaotically. The remaining vegetable soup and food on the table could no longer be eaten.
Yet at this moment, everyone's gazes were focused on the person standing by the door.
That person was a cripple, and could only crawl along the ground. From his glossy black tattered attire, one could tell that he was a beggar that could be seen in every city.
A dirty, black and stinky crippled beggar. After opening the door, he strenuously crawled into the bar, his face devoid of any expression.
One could observe that this drenched beggar propped up his body with his arms. The festering parts of his exposed body were smeared with thick blood from the abrasion of the sand and pebbles on the ground. In some places, ghastly white bones could be seen, and his wounds were smeared with mud. Yet he seemed oblivious to it, as his intact right arm remained firmly guarding his chest, as though there was something precious on his chest that couldn't be touched in the slightest!
"Who, is, water, hand?"
That beggar's mouth suddenly opened and closed with great difficulty as he stammered.
Sheyan calmly replied.
"I am."
That beggar glared at Sheyan, before his head suddenly drooped down. Then, he died!! The surrounding people instantly felt incomparably strange. Ol 'Seadog frowned as he warned.
"Boss, be careful of voodoo witchcraft."
Sheyan waved his hand.
"It's fine, I know what's going on. Strictly speaking, I'm the only one who can help them now. "
At this moment, a voice that was unfamiliar to the pirates, but extremely familiar to Sheyan and Reef, drifted out from the beggar's corpse.
"Beep beep beep ~ ~ ~ Hello Oto" (To be continued. If you like this work, I welcome you to donate your recommendation votes or monthly votes to me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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