The passengers on the lower floors of the B.W. had no idea about the succession war that was taking place on the upper floors, nor did they know that six of Kajen's princes had died since the ship departed.
Even if they knew, they had no time to care about it.
That was because there had been a lot of murders on the fourth and fifth floors recently.
The specific reasons were not disclosed to the passengers, and the military in charge of security had cut off the communication between the floors.
Compared to the 200,000 passengers on the B.W., the number of military personnel in charge of security was pathetically low, which put a lot of pressure on them.
To put it simply, they couldn't maintain normal security.
Therefore, in order to reduce the risk of riots caused by panic, the military implemented the "No Passage" plan and allocated a team of limited manpower to search for the murderer.
On the fourth floor, in the public restaurant.
The frequency of murders did not affect the food supply. Every time it was mealtime, every passenger would receive a meal.
Machi, Woking, Nobunaga, and Sa Ling were sitting at the same table.
"The atmosphere is obviously different."
Nobunaga scooped a spoonful of mashed potatoes and put it into his mouth. He glanced at the passengers with his upside-down eyelids.
"Who cares?" Wo Jin replied heartlessly. Then, he complained, "It's the same thing every day. I can't eat my fill at all."
Nobunaga glanced at him and shook his head helplessly.
"It's really none of our business." Machi spoke up for Woking, which was rare, because Woking was right.
They boarded the B.W. just to reach their destination. As long as the B.W.'s voyage was not affected, they had nothing to do with anything that happened on the way.
Sa Ling slowly stirred the vegetable and fruit soup in her bowl with a spoon and said calmly, "It's said that there is more than one murderer, and the victims' age, nationality, gender, clothing, and other characteristics have nothing in common."
"That is to say, the murderer is likely to choose his targets at random, just like a patient with a 'homicidal disease'. Therefore, even if we don't interfere, we have to be vigilant at all times."
Hearing Sa Ling's words, Nobunaga and Machi nodded slightly. They didn't want to be involved in a meaningless storm, but they also didn't want to become the target of a murderer.
As for Woking, he didn't care about this at all. Or rather, he hoped that the murderer would find him.
In a corner of the public cafeteria, Jin was leisurely eating his lunch. He could see Machi's table from where he was.
He had been monitoring them for about a month, but Machi and the others had not given out any cash at all.
It was not that their vigilance was weak, but that King was too good at hiding.
"The passageway between the floors has been closed. Although you can use the pass to obtain the qualifications to go to the second or third floor, once you go up, there is no way to return to the lower floors."
King rubbed his chin, deep in thought.
The first murder happened half a month ago, and the first victim was found in a closed toilet.
Since that murder case, a total of 131 people had died.
Bored, Jin had gone to investigate and concluded that the murderer was most likely a psychic, but he didn't investigate further.
He had the same idea as Machi and the others, and didn't want to get involved in this brewing storm.
"King, you're here." A gentle female voice rang out in front of him.
Kim looked up and saw a woman wearing a Mickey Mouse earband looking at her with a smile.
"Sheerah."
King called out the woman's name with a smile.
"Can I sit here?" Sheerah looked at the seat in front of King.
"Of course."
"Sorry to bother you."
Sheerah put the tray on the table and slowly sat down.
She glanced in the direction of Machi and the others, before she looked at King and said, "You've been working hard recently."
King caught Sheerah looking at Machi and the others. He raised his eyebrows and said casually, "You found out."
"It's not that I found out, but that you never thought of hiding," Sheerah said solemnly.
"Well, you won't betray me, right?" King joked.
"I have no motive to do that." Sheerah smiled and picked up a piece of bread. She turned to look in the direction of Machi and the others and asked, "I'm just curious about their identities."
"You'll know when you see Rollo."
.....
Dewdrop Forest on the northern coastline of the imaginary continent.
The forest was named by Boharr because every morning, the forest would be filled with white fog for about an hour.
When the fog dissipated, many dewdrops could be found on the various branches and leaves.
He found that these dewdrops were sweeter than spring water. When used to make soup or tea, they could enhance the taste.
For an entire week, Boharr and Old White found a lot of good things in the dewdrop forest.
Although they weren't creature hunters, they still recorded the new species they found in the forest.
After a week of exploration, they finally confirmed that there were no dangerous species in the forest. Moreover, the resources were very rich and could easily support a town's population.
And such an environment was everywhere on the imaginary continent.
"Unimaginable invisible wealth."
This was Norb's conclusion after a week of exploration.
With such a continent with abundant natural resources, it would be enough for human beings to continue "consumption" for at least a thousand years.
It was conceivable that once V6 gained a foothold on the imaginary continent, it would try to transfer as many people and military forces from the six continents as possible and then occupy as many resource points as possible.
"Phew."
On the eighth day in the dewdrop forest, Rollo finished a cultivation session and exhaled a long breath. He looked a little tired.
During this period of time, he had completely squeezed out every minute. However, according to the current situation, even with Miss Cookie's ability and his desperate cultivation, it would still take him more than a year to completely open his Essence Pore.
"About a year and two months. That's too long."
"There are no traces of people here, and there can't be any ruins or anything like that."
"I heard that Kajen brought a lot of treasures on board …"
Rollo's mind was spinning slowly, trying to think of a way to speed up the process of unsealing.
At this time, Miss Cookie handed him a cup of tea brewed with the dewdrops collected.
"Thank you."
Rollo took the cup with a smile, thinking that the dewdrop forest had been explored by White and the others, and it was time to move.
That afternoon, the team packed up and headed inland.
After confirming the danger of the forest, the team moved very fast. In the evening, they walked out of the forest and came to the edge.
What entered their eyes were mountains full of sturdy pine trees. They looked like potted plants that had been magnified countless times. White eagles were circling the mountains.
At the edge of the forest, there were patches of low bushes.
Suddenly, the bushes moved slightly, and a green bead came out of the bushes, connected to a green root, and went straight to the soil.
A small crack appeared in the middle of the green bead, and then it slowly opened, revealing a large white eye and a gray pupil.
This was … a Scout Guard.
The bead's eyes quietly stared at Rollo's back, and in a few seconds, it turned into a puff of white smoke and disappeared.
In the team, Nick suddenly turned around and looked at the spot where the Scout Guard disappeared.
"What's wrong?"
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