The night was fading.
The outer walls of the hostel were all blackened. The sticky walls were washed away by the rain, and the windows were smeared with mud and dust. It was so dark that no light could pass through.
In the house, the candles were dim, and the shadows were lined up by the wall, unable to move. The faint smell of blood filled the room. Yarlin knocked on the door and entered the house. William and Fick nodded and went out. He closed the door and looked at the few remaining Tiago guards who were shivering in fear.
The few slaves stood motionless in front of him. They raised their tails in front of them and looked very intimidating.
Unlike the sailors and boatmen of the Tiago caravan, Yarlin did not plan to leave these guards alive. He curled his lips and a black vertical line appeared in his eyes.
"Devour!"
In an instant, the screams of despair echoed in the corridor and soon disappeared. A few tattered and blood-stained clothes were scattered on the floor and Yarlin kicked them to the corner of the room.
Mental strength: 1
Nerve conduction rate: 1
Bone hardness: 1
Muscle activity: 4.2
Blood density: 1
Incomplete body: Complete body (Progress bar: 6/100)
Absorption distribution points (0)
"Muscle activity: 4.2. All the fascia in my body has been aching since just now. It's as if there's a layer of flesh on my bones that is tearing at my periosteum. Is it because of the extreme addition of a single point that caused my bones and muscles to be uncoordinated? Or is it because of the continuous addition of points in a short period of time that my body can't adapt to this kind of high intensity? " Yarlin's mind was thinking about the possibility of his body giving out a pain feedback signal. On the other hand, he glanced at the progress bar that had increased to 6. He adjusted his next plan in his mind. "I still need 94 more points to reach the next stage. I have to keep up with this progress. I'm also looking forward to the meaning of 'complete body'."
Opening the window, Yarlin let the smell of blood in the room drift out. Lying on the bed, his eyes focused on the 3D mapping of his retina. His mind gradually expanded. He reviewed the actions during this period of time, summarized the experience and lessons learned, and reflected on the mistakes and mistakes, as well as the gains and losses at this stage. He then began to think deeply about the areas that needed to be optimized and adjusted in the next step of the plan.
These were all habits he had developed in his previous life. In this life, he would also strictly implement this discipline. Apart from Blackfinger, the wisdom of understanding human nature, the discipline and habit of self-examination, and the rigorous and harsh attitude towards survival were the foundation that he relied on to settle down and live his life.
Asturias was like a magnifying glass that could magnify his advantages and speed up his accumulation and development process. Perhaps he could even extend his life in the future. However, at the end of the day, he was a shared body, an extension of his limbs. And the core command would always be issued by the central brain. It was Yarlin that controlled his consciousness and actions.
He couldn't put the cart before the horse!
As the owners of the town, the townspeople were sad. Until the evening of the second day, they couldn't even figure out what had happened the night before. It was even more difficult for them to understand the dangerous conflict of interests behind it. They should be the owners of the town, but they were like guests at the edge of the town. After the sadness, they had no choice but to pull themselves together like marionettes and rebuild their home.
Three days later, Yarlin stood at the top of the colorful stone mine, watching Lombardo annex the remaining surviving merchants on the island and integrate them into a new trading company. At the same time, he organized the local townspeople to rebuild the island. The sailors and boatmen of the Tiago caravan were divided into two groups. One group helped rebuild the town, and the other group helped the trading company to clean up the wreckage on the beach.
The wreckage damaged by the shelling floated ashore under the waves. They needed to drag these things ashore, sort out the garbage and useful things, and then start to repair the wharf.
There were four small merchant ships anchored on the coast, all of which had been damaged to a certain extent. At the moment, they were also undergoing maintenance. Three of them were towed ashore and were not allowed to go to sea without the permission of the trading company.
Only one ship was quietly docked in the shallows, and the maintenance project was coming to an end. Yarlin's eyes were on the ship, and then he slowly moved his eyes away and looked towards the distant horizon.
The hazy sea fog was pale and nothing could be seen, but Yarlin knew that the Red Skull Pirates' ships were cruising back and forth inside, blocking the island at all times.
Rainbow Rock Island, a 153 Naval Branch that he didn't know about, but it had quietly been under his name, and it would become a promotion resource for Yarlin in the future, helping him to fully establish his identity as a Marine, and continuously bringing him sustainable development resources.
The only thing that was wrong was the order of time, which was not a problem in Yarlin's eyes at all. He believed that Colonel Monca of 153 Naval Branch had no reason to refuse. He was just kind enough to advance the Marine's skin, and soon all this would be completely true, and all the loopholes would be blocked by him.
The pirates wouldn't care about the thoughts of the townspeople on this island. In fact, not killing and plundering is already merciful; Merchants won't pity them, and the oppression of capital has always been bloody and hidden; Marines won't even ask about it, and this isn't even exploitation at all.
Yarlin looked down at the foot of the mountain, and the damp and cold sea breeze blew the hair on his ears. His deep eyes were calm and gentle, and no one could know what he was thinking at the moment. Behind him, William and Fick looked at his back without saying a word, waiting silently.
"What did you see?" Yarlin's lips squirmed.
"The wreckage of the ship, the charred ruins, and the people who dare not speak out." William thought for a moment and replied.
Fick froze for a moment, rubbed the corner of his eyes, and asked doubtfully, "The sea?"
Silence!
After a long while, Yarlin turned and looked at William and Fick. His blue pupils were the same color as the vast sky and sea. He grinned and said, "What you see is the wreckage and ruins, and the vast sea; What I see is the epitome of an era, it is – Conquest!!!"
"Conquest!"
The ferocious waves slammed on the reef, and white waves burst out. William and Fick breathed quickly, feeling that Yarlin's words seemed to have some kind of fatal magic, which stirred up the blood of the whole body, and trembled deep in their hearts.
Without waiting for the two to speak, Yarlin continued to speak, "Fick, are you willing to become a Marine?"
"I'll follow you!" Fick replied without hesitation. In the past month, Yarlin's changes can be described as earth-shaking, and it made him feel that he was a different person. However, this kind of change doesn't seem to be a problem.
"Very good!"
Yarlin wasn't surprised by Fick's answer. He turned to look at William, whose thoughts were more complicated, and said with a smile, "I remember you said that you are more interested in becoming a pirate?"
"Yes!" William braced himself and replied.
Yarlin's mouth curved into a sly arc, he faintly said, "William, I can see the ambition hidden in your eyes, but whether you have the ability to match it or become a corpse swallowed by ambition, it depends on you."
"Gulp." William swallowed, he vaguely guessed what Yarlin wanted him to do.
"What do you think of the Red Skull Pirates?" Yarlin's eyes were obscure and deep.
"I understand, Yarlin. You can rest assured, I know what to do." William gritted his teeth, and a fierce look appeared on his face.
"Very good. You have to understand that compared to Calci, you and I are on the same side, and we can truly trust each other." Yarlin grinned, and his eyes revealed a meaningful coldness. William nodded heavily.
(End of Book 1: Ambition of a Wolf)
Book 2: I am Justice: Concealing Misfortune is the ambition of a person. Showing kindness to those below and threatening to those above, how can they be willing to live under others. Killing intent hidden in the dark, the lower restrains the upper.
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