"See, this is what I always say — make the best use of everything." Looking at the blood splattering on the surface of the sea, Graybeard smiled with satisfaction.
At this moment, he was standing on the deck of the submarine, enjoying a "shark show."
And the main character of this show … other than a few sharks that were attracted by the smell of blood, it was naturally Suppuration.
This rock star never dreamed that … the cause of his death would be — to be shot by a pirate with a musket and then thrown into the sea to feed the fish.
"I hate hippies." After Suppuration's body was gone and the sharks had dispersed, Graybeard shook the hook in his right hand and said, "I'd rather use a dozen hippies in exchange for a dog that can scrub the deck."
"But I remember you said … you hate dogs …" A crew member standing by the side continued.
"Hmm?" Graybeard tilted his head slightly and glared at the man. "Kid … what's your name?"
"Uh … my name is Butch, Captain." Butch's expression suddenly became serious. "Please don't kill me, Captain."
"Pooh!" Graybeard tilted his head and spat. "Do I look like the kind of person who kills people randomly?"
Before he finished his sentence, he heard …
"Ah —" A scream suddenly came from not far away.
Graybeard and Butch looked over and saw a crew member who was using a sponge mop to scrub the deck was spat in the eye and fell flat on his back.
"Did you see that? Butch. " Graybeard was stunned for two seconds before he adjusted his expression and turned to Butch. "Letting the dog scrub the deck is definitely a good idea."
"Yes, yes … Captain is wise." Butch nodded repeatedly.
"Hmph …" Graybeard snorted and continued, "Okay, Butch, go and call the first mate over. I have something to discuss with him."
"Aye aye, sir!" Butch responded loudly and then turned and ran away.
After the other party walked away, Graybeard shook his head, shrugged and muttered, "Hmm … which bastard was in charge of recruiting sailors when we docked last time …" He raised his left hand and counted on his fingers. "Tom, Jerry, Butch (the above three names are all characters in Tom and Jerry) … What's next? Tyke? I'm a drug lord, not a seller of children's products … "
While he was talking to himself, the first mate, Max Gray, arrived on the deck.
"Dad, is there something you need me for?" Max quickly walked to Gray Beard's side, and asked in his tender voice.
"Yes, son," Gray Beard replied. "Tom and the others have finished their investigation and returned."
"What? So soon? "asked Max, who had not been on deck when Tom and the others had returned.
"Hmm …" Gray Beard continued. "After they crossed the beach and walked into the forest, they immediately found a person and … many surveillance cameras." He paused. "So they captured the person and turned back."
"Oh …" Max nodded and then asked, "Where is he?"
"I threw him into the sea to feed the fish," Gray Beard replied.
"Ah?" Max's expression changed slightly. "Then … did you get anything out of him?"
"Yes." Graybeard stroked his beard. "His name is John Winston Rupture."
"Huh?" Max tilted his head. "This person has the same name as the lead singer of the Headbutt Warriors?"
"Headbutt Warriors?" Gray Beard was stunned for two seconds. "Oh, you mean that group of hippies?" Then, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the sea. "Hmm … speaking of which … the Rupture that I threw into the sea to feed the fish was also a hippy …"
Hearing this, an ominous feeling rose in Max's heart. "Dad, what did that person look like … Can you describe him?"
"About thirty years old, white; light brown eyes, brown hair, hairstyle and clothing … I can't remember. Anyway, he was a hippy," Gray Beard replied.
"Haha …" Max laughed dryly. "No way …" His eyes flashed, and his brain was spinning. After ten seconds, he suddenly widened his eyes and said, "Dad! You just said … Tom and the others found a lot of cameras on the island? "
"Hmm, yes." Gray Beard was puzzled. "What's wrong?"
Max did not answer, or rather … he did not have time to answer.
In the next second, Max turned around and ran back into the submarine. Only his father was left standing alone on the deck, staring blankly into space.
About five minutes later, Max returned with a tablet in his hand.
"See for yourself." He turned the computer screen and raised it in front of his father.
Gray Beard took the computer with one hand. After looking at it for a few seconds, he lowered his head and asked, "So that hippy is that famous?" He curled his lips in annoyance. "If I had known … I would have kept him alive and extorted some ransom or something."
"Don't worry, Dad. There are many famous people on this island who can make you a hostage." Max turned his face and looked at Carnabis Island. "I already know what's going on on this island …"
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On the other hand, on Feng Bujue's side.
After receiving [Bi 'an] from Clam Wells, he embarked on his "journey of challenge".
And the first thing he did was to shoot birds.
Obviously, [Using a long-range attack (without any traps) to kill an avian animal] was the easiest of the five side missions. He only needed to raise his hand and shoot, and the mission would be completed.
However, in the actual operation, Feng Bujue quickly discovered a problem.
"Hmm …" Brother Jue raised his head and looked at a branch that he had shot off. He muttered, "Because it's not my body … even the shooting specialization is useless …"
That's right, this was the problem he was facing …
Although Brother Jue's shooting specialization was average, he was still a C-grade. He could still hit things within seven to eight meters with a slingshot.
But now … he was using Stephen Carbon's body. Naturally, the various abilities of this body could not be "specialized". So … whether or not he could hit the target depended on Feng Bujue's own operation.
To put it simply … he was now using a slingshot to shoot things in the real world. If he wanted to hit, he had to aim at the right angle, calculate the strength, and aim accurately … He even had to consider the target's reaction and the direction of the wind.
"This is not good … Birds are generally small in size, and most of them stay in high places …" Feng Bujue looked for the next target and muttered, "If I get too close, the target may fly away, but if it's too far, it's extremely difficult to hit …"
"Dodo — dodo —"
Suddenly, two strange cries entered Brother Jue's ears and interrupted his thoughts.
Maybe it was coincidence, maybe it was luck, maybe it was fate, or maybe it was the protagonist's halo … In short, at the moment when Feng Bujue was in trouble, a miracle … appeared.
Accompanied by the two cries, a strange big bird walked out of the forest.
Yes, the bird "walked" out because it couldn't fly at all.
Feng Bujue took a closer look and quickly recognized the animal. He couldn't help but blurt out, "The dodo is one of the most famous extinct animals besides the dinosaurs. The dodo was large, slow, and couldn't fly. They lived on the island of Mauritius for millions of years, living in peace. But in less than a hundred years after being discovered by humans, they were completely extinct due to human hunting and other human activities. "
The one in front of Brother Jue was indeed a dodo. Its feathers were blue-gray, and the belly color was lighter. Its beak was like a vulture, slightly black. Its wings were short and small, and it couldn't fly. Its legs were thick and yellow, like two extended versions of chicken feet. And its most striking feature was … a cluster of curled feathers on its buttocks. Combined with its simple and slow image, it could be described as cute.
"Dodo — dodo —" The dodo seemed to have heard Brother Jue's words and raised its head to call at him twice.
"This …" Feng Bujue hesitated. "The dodo in this universe hasn't gone extinct yet …"
Brother Jue was not an animal protectionist, but occasionally he would casually, inexplicably, and spasmodically show kindness (this should be the case when he adopted Arthas). Not to mention … he knew a thing or two about animals as famous as the dodo. So at this time, his mood … was similar to seeing a Panda. Even if he knew what he should do (kill), he would still think twice before acting.
"Sigh … it can't be helped, it's your fault for being a bird …" After nearly ten seconds, Brother Jue's mental struggle ended. He immediately leaned over, grabbed a small piece of soil, and put it in the leather bag of the slingshot.
After putting the ammunition, Brother Jue stood up again, then spread his legs, raised his left arm to the side, and pulled the bow with his right arm, tilting the slingshot to a 45-degree angle.
His "oblique straight arm swing" was a slingshot style that was easy to master and had stable accuracy. Of course … the correct posture was only the basics. It didn't mean that if you knew the standard posture, you would be able to hit the target 100% of the time.
"Phew … such a big target, about seven meters away, this is not a missed opportunity …" Feng Bujue straightened the rubber band and aimed properly. "This way … the challenge is over …"
When he said the word "over", his right hand released and the pellet shot out. The moment the small piece of soil flew out of the leather bag, it suddenly changed into a round ball of light that emitted a yellow glow in the air.
Two seconds later, there was a "bang" sound. The ball of light hit … the ground.
“dodo？” The dodo turned its head to look at the hole one meter away and called out in a high pitch. Then, it shook its fat body and ran back into the forest.
"Tch … it missed …" Feng Bujue's expression didn't show much disappointment. He just calmly put away the slingshot and said, "Forget it … this is fate, let's do another challenge first." After that, he whistled and continued on his way.
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