Under the meticulous perusal of the trio, scenes of the tragic past were reconstructed …..
*****
Summer of 1462.
It hasn't rained for an entire 14 months.
That damned old man's drinking is getting worse. Last month, he sent my Momore to the slaughterhouse. I've been herding him all these years! I can still remember the tears in his eyes when he left. If I could make the decision, then I would definitely let Momore, this old horse, accompany me forever.
He went upstairs.
He actually dared to go upstairs!!
Right now, that drunkard seems to be plotting against Susan. His gaze towards Susan was exactly the same as his gaze towards Momore a month ago!
This cannot be allowed to happen again. Without a doubt, a drought is imminent. Many people in our Devon county will die. If that old man is still alive, then Susan and I will be sold off and become his slaves. We will starve to death or die of thirst, while he will drown in inferior brandy.
Since that old man is going to die anyway, why can't he grant me and Susan's wish?
I killed him, yes, I killed him!
Oh, God, I killed my father!
I hate the fact that his blood flows in my body, just like how I hate this damned miserable fate.
I picked up the footstool next to me and hit him. Although I hit the back of his head, how did he die?
That old man actually wanted to rape Susan! His biological daughter, my elder sister!
But I didn't intend to take his life … … .there's no point in saying that now.
Shit, Satan must have descended into my heart. That old man stripped Susan naked, when did her breasts become so huge? Her body is so white, my blood rushed to my head. I need to find something to do, but why didn't Susan wear her clothes?
Oh, I'm not a gentleman, I, Bernard Fokke, am a gambler, a pervert, a scoundrel, a pervert! Don't seduce me!
Don't seduce me!
Don't seduce me!
Don't seduce me!
Don't … …..
**！
I'm finally safe.
Just 10 hours ago, I thought my only fate was to have my limbs broken and be hanged alive.
Life is truly wonderful.
However, this also means that I will have to work for this ship owner named Travis for ten years in vain, and follow him wherever he goes unconditionally.
Damn it, I'm not a person who likes to keep his promises. However, those 5 underlings of Travice are even more ferocious than hunting dogs. With my own eyes, I witnessed them laughing heartily as they killed a fugitive before tossing him into the sea to feed the fishes.
I hate to eat this stone-hard black bread! Even if I chewed it a hundred times, the rough texture would still cut my throat. Alright, we're finally setting sail. We're leaving this damned place. I don't think I'll ever return.
I had to do almost everything, but the navigator seemed to have the most work. He actually asked me to copy those terrible numbers and latitude and longitude for him. God, I felt a headache just looking at it!
Very good, I seem to have discovered the navigator's secret. It seems to be quite simple. Did he think that he would be able to confuse me by using such a simple Scott code to write a logbook? Dream on! These things were told to me by Priest West who lived beside us before. May that kind-hearted old man rest in peace in heaven.
Oh, I realized I'm doing better than this stupid alcoholic navigator. Perhaps others don't know, but 80% of his work is done by me.
Travice informed me, we're going on a long journey. This long journey will take a year to a year and a half's time.
I have to remind him to be more respectful to me next time, because without me to determine the latitude and longitude, his ship would only be flopping around in the harbor.
This is extremely wonderful news.
Especially to an unlucky bastard who doesn't have a salary, but still has to do odd jobs as a navigator. This is even better news.
Oh god! I've never wished so much for someone to die before! But since 3 years ago, Travice looked like he couldn't even catch his breath. Yet, he just couldn't die!
Our destination is called Ndipaya. I swear I've never heard of such a tongue-twisting name in my entire life. Probably because it's a place in Africa. Travice actually foolishly believed that there's something there that can grant immortality! Ahhhh, if eating 2-3 flowers can grant immortality, then what's the use of God?
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Honestly speaking, to be able to reach the lovely, primitive and barbaric continent of Africa, our luck is truly not bad. There were several times when I thought the ship was about to sink. The paper that recorded the coordinates of those cursed sea route traps seems to have been corroded by the seawater. Then, I'll just record it on the cover. When we return, I'll still need it.
Travice rapidly emaciated. His palms seemed to have been stripped of skin, leaving behind only bones. Yet his gaze sent chills down one's spine. I feel that if this old man doesn't live long, he'll definitely bury us with him!
Oh right, the coordinates of this harbor are XXX, XXXX.
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The legend … … seems to be true.
Momore, who was shot by those damned natives, actually crawled out from his grave!!
This 2 year old African colt was caught by me last week. To commemorate that unforgettable childhood, I still call him Momore. Heavens, I clearly saw him being pierced by two javelins.
Something abnormal must have happened to him!
Let me think, let me think carefully. Right, Momore seems to have been chained to the side of that massive bonfire. That's the place where the natives perform their rituals. When I returned, I discovered him chewing on something in his mouth. Could it be, he had eaten the 'Stairway of the Sun' that Travice had been so tirelessly seeking? Yes, it's very possible that those natives had left behind some dregs from their ritual!
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Momore has actually started eating raw meat, and … … Jevon's corpse … … the only good news is that he seems to recognize me. Therefore, I don't have to worry about my arm being chewed by his mouth … … for the time being, I don't have to worry.
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Travice's wish has finally been fulfilled. He has escaped the punishment of death. However, I feel that he might as well have died.
There must be a way to obtain such immense power, and yet avoid such a crazy fate. I've heard of the existence of black magic in this world? Since others can learn it, then I naturally can too!
*****
The description of the nautical manual came to an abrupt end here. After Reef and Mogensha finished reading, they glanced at each other in dismay. Both could see the astonishment in each other's eyes.
Sheyan calmly continued.
"This is the reward I obtained from eliminating Little Lord Fokke. I believe, the answer to that unrivalled disease ability of his should be found in this nautical manual. "
At this moment, Reef and Mogensha simultaneously received a notification.
[You've read Bernard Fokke's nautical manual.]
[You've unlocked the hidden world: Resident Evil, Chapter of Origins.]
[From now onwards, every time you enter a nightmare world, you will be able to make a choice. Enter the realm's automatic light door, or enter the hidden world's light door.]
[Warning, after entering the hidden world's light door, it will never appear again. Even if you don't enter, it will only appear three times.]
[Warning, Bernard Fokke's nautical manual only has one usage remaining.]
[Warning, this hidden world is activated by the 'Dead Sea Scroll', therefore it will inherit the unique characteristics of the 'Dead Sea Scroll'. Therefore, the risks and rewards you will face may not be proportional. Apart from that, under normal circumstances, the difficulty of a hidden world will be much higher than normal. Therefore, if you don't have the confidence, please do not risk your life.]
[Friendly reminder: Before entering, it is best that you bring sufficient utility points.]
Reef licked his lips and dryly exclaimed.
"A hidden world! It's actually a hidden world! "
Sheyan curiously asked.
"You know about it?"
Reef's eyes flickered with reminiscence as he replied.
"I've heard others mention it before. It is said that as long as you enter the hidden world, you will not be given a main mission. Under normal circumstances, it is very difficult to encounter other contestants. At the same time, there is no restriction on your stay time. The only thing that restricts your stay time is utility points. Every day you stay, you will have to pay sufficient utility points. It's just like paying for a room in a hotel. However, you can still trigger other side missions, but you have the freedom to accept them. "
"However, just as the mission notification mentioned, there might be situations where the risk and reward are disproportionate in a hidden world. The person who told me this was originally from another party. The leader of the party he was in previously invested all his wealth in a hidden world. Unfortunately, he only received a minuscule amount of profit and was eliminated in the end. Because of that, the party disbanded. "
"Understood." Sheyan nodded. "Then, I don't think it's a good time to enter this world. Firstly, it's excessively difficult. Secondly, we are currently lacking in funds, potential points, supplies …... we are lacking in everything! Don't talk about a high difficulty world, even a normal world would probably result in an ugly death! " If you like this work, I welcome you to donate your recommendation votes or monthly votes. Your support, is my greatest motivation.)
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