On an unknown island in Las Vegas.
The pirate group led by Clyde Phoenix is searching for wealth on this small island discovered by chance.
Originally, this team could only be regarded as two or three kittens among thousands of pirates. Even pirates with some strength would not take them seriously.
But after changing the captain, under the leadership of Clyde Phoenix, in a very short period of time, both the strength and the scale expanded several times compared to before.
All this is thanks to Clyde's unhesitating decision to go to sea during the ban on seas. During the ban on seas, the prices of various materials increased several times, allowing the fleet to make a lot of money.
In a luxurious tent, this is where Captain Clyde rests.
He looked at the array of items in front of him, smiled slightly, and murmured to himself: "The Sequence 8 potions are almost here."
Compared to half a year ago, Clyde has more aura of superiority. He is no longer impulsive and is often better at thinking with his brain.
In the country of Las Vegas, because it is surrounded by the sea, the country is not so strict about territorial control, and many islands are independent.
As long as they do not openly rebel against the imperial rule, they can do whatever they want within their own jurisdiction. This has spawned a large number of thieves. They control the island, and the civilians who get off the ship become pirates when they get on the ship, searching for wealth everywhere.
If Clyde wants to own territory, he needs to prove his strength.
The promotion sequence is a hurdle that cannot be bypassed.
Suddenly, a hazy gray fog appeared in front of Clyde's eyes.
His mind moved, and he walked out of the tent and told him that he needed to rest, and no matter what happened, he should not be disturbed tonight.
After finishing everything, he lay on the bed and let the gray fog envelope him.
He didn't expect that as soon as he entered the Round Table Hall and before he had time to ask questions, he would hear news about Poseidon.
This is really a pillow if you feel sleepy.
Helena also suddenly realized that this time it was a bit rude. They actually spoke freely without Mr. Hermit's approval. This was disrespectful to him.
Man bowed deeply to the hazy shadow on the high position.
This made Joey a little embarrassed. He didn't think too much and felt that it was necessary to change his attitude towards the outside world. He kept holding it. Although he enjoyed it, it was also quite tiring.
After a few seconds of silence, a rich voice sounded:
"I like freedom, so I hope you won't be bound by shackles."
"This will be a free-flowing exchange meeting. From now on, the fixed time every Thursday will be cancelled. You can enter here at any time through the spirit body."
While Joey was speaking, the gray mist rolled and spewed out, eventually forming a bulletin board in a corner of the hall similar to the one where the Adventurer's Guild issued missions.
"You can sacrifice information to me by leaving a message."
Clyde lowered his head and said respectfully: "Dear Mr. Hermit, can I choose to keep this information secret?"
"Of course, as long as you indicate this when you offer the sacrifice."
"You can also think of him as, um..." At this point, he paused, seemed to be thinking, and then said after a while: "I found an interesting thing, the taskbar! Yes, it seems to be called that. , you can post tasks on it.”
Clyde raised his head suddenly and met Helena's watery eyes.
A possibility came to mind at the same time.
'They are not the only three members of heaven'
Helena thought to herself: "Mr. Hermit said that it was an accidental attempt to bring me here. Now is the experiment successful? Is it a sign that he wants to expand his followers massively?"
Clyde had something different in mind. After all, his experience was much broader than those who grew up in an ivory tower like Helena.
What he was thinking was: "This person's recovery has deepened, and now he wants to further develop believers?"
When I think of this, I can't help but feel fear and excitement in my heart.
His originally calm expression suddenly became energetic, and his eyes were constantly staring at the hazy shadow outline above the gray mist.
This is a god who has returned from the past. When he gradually revives and spreads his fangs in the world ruled by the Seven Gods, what will it be like?
Thinking of this, Clyde could hardly contain his excitement.
As one of the first members to join the Heavenly Family, if he can achieve great things in the future, his status can be imagined.
what happened? Joey looked at Clyde's expression and felt a little baffled.
After this period of training, Helena has perfectly integrated into the role of the arbiter. She noticed Clyde's sudden emotional change and murmured in her heart: What happened to Mr. Snake?
She was trying her best to restrain her desire to ask questions, and quietly listened as a listener, observing the conversation between Clyde and Soryu from time to time.
This time she did not collect documents from the old era, so she lacked the confidence to speak. The best way was to speak less.
“In the future, you don’t need to deliberately collect documents from the old era.”
"Why?" Helena asked anxiously. After she said the words, she realized that it was very impolite. She quickly added respectfully: "I mean, don't you need it?" She silently added in her heart: No, compared to others Of gods, I prefer the hobbies of Mr. Hermit.
"This is very dangerous!" Joey simply said four words without much explanation. Of course, as a god, he did not need to explain.
"Okay, goodbye everyone~"
After these words fell, the gray fog that had been shrouding the front of the Round Table Hall dissipated, revealing a bronze throne with exquisite patterns carved on it.
Clyde felt the aura that had been pressing on him disappear and let out a long breath.
"Mr. Long, can I ask you a question?" Helena asked timidly.
Compared to Clyde's sense of calmness, she had a very weird feeling about Canglong, like a criminal.
Yes, those criminals he caught were like poisonous snakes, ready to resist at any time and jump out to give their enemies a fatal blow.
She secretly wondered more than once whether Clyde and Soryu's chosen identities were reversed.
Canglong is more like a cunning snake.
"You asked," Canglong responded coldly.
"Mr. Hermit, do you mean that He will never show up in the future?"
Before Canglong could answer, Clyde's dull voice sounded: "Perhaps it's because of his recovery. Frequent appearances will attract the attention of the Seven Gods."
After a pause, he continued to analyze: "Mr. Hermit does not allow us to continue collecting documents from the old era, which means that doing so may be targeted by certain entities."
Joey, whose spirit possessed Canglong, silently gave Clyde a thumbs up in his mind: "Good analysis, don't do it next time."
If Clyde knew that Joey canceled the regular meeting time every Thursday just because it was too troublesome, he would be shocked.
He has to put on airs every time and talk in a thoughtful manner. If he hadn't watched a lot of movies and TV shows in his previous life, he wouldn't even have the template for pretentiousness.
Well now, hiding behind the scenes, this is in line with the interpretation of the word 'hermit'.
The three of them shared some recent events around them, and then exited the Round Table Hall.
Clyde had already collected most of the potions in Sequence 8, except for the main potion. He posted the commission on the taskbar, along with corresponding rewards.
As for Helena, she is still digesting the Arbiter's serial potions. As an official cleric, she does not need to worry about potion formulas and potions. All she has to do is to improve her status as much as possible.
Joey thought he could get relevant information about Poseidon from Clyde, which was a good idea, but he was disappointed.
As a pirate, this guy doesn't seem to have much interest in Poseidon, the King of the Sea, and has very little access to information.
The spirit body left the Round Table Hall and returned to the real room. Joey frowned slightly.
"Compared to other gods, my 'Hermit' is really inferior! In total strength, two are Sequence 9 and one is Sequence 8."
"If I were one of the seven gods and wanted to find someone, I would only need to issue an oracle, and countless believers would flock to me, and I, a hermit, would not have to do it myself."
For the first time, he had the idea of expanding the membership, but Joey still didn't know how heaven absorbs spirits.
Both Helena and Clyde are the results of passive triggering.
"Perhaps, next time, study that stick! Maybe we can find a triggering opportunity."
. . .
In the early morning, a golden light glowed in the distant sky.
"Professor Remo, are you up so early?"
Joey thought he had woken up early enough. As soon as he got out of the cabin to get some fresh air, he saw the old professor already doing morning exercises on the beach.
"You're older and less sleepy." The old professor looked at Joey with a smile. For this student of the school, he felt friendly every time he saw him.
Joey walked over and followed suit.
An old man and a young man were doing morning exercises in front of the rising sun. Those who didn't know it thought they were still in school.
Chris yawned. He was woken up by a splash of urine. When he saw Joey and the two of them, he suddenly said: "It's crazy. It's so early in the morning."
He and Joey have never dealt with each other. Anyway, he feels uncomfortable seeing what Joey does.
Just when Joey was about to retaliate, he heard the old professor's long voice: "Don't be distracted."
"Oh! Got it." He had the illusion that he was distracted in class at Hawkins University and was called on by the teacher.
After a while, everyone woke up.
Mi Pang said: "Everyone, what are you preparing for breakfast?"
Anderson curled his lips and complained: "As long as it's not seafood, anything is fine."
Chris joked: "Fishman, you don't even like seafood."
Anderson Mack said that he owns a fish exchange at the harbor terminal and has been dealing with seafood for more than ten years, so he is not angry when people tease him about being a fish seller.
“I vomited after eating it”
Margaret suggested: "How about we eat beef? I saw frozen steaks in the kitchen."
This proposal was approved by everyone.
Mi Pang and Gul went to prepare the ingredients.
Annie took Chris, Olivia and Anderson to survey the terrain.
Margot Ritter said she didn't feel well and wanted to go back and get some sleep.
For a while, Joey and Remo were free.
"Professor, they don't seem to like me?" I don't know if it was an illusion, but Joey felt that everyone was avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally.
"Don't think too much. Maybe it's because of what happened in the dreamland last night and everyone hasn't gotten used to it yet."
Joey just laughed dryly, pretending not to care.
Check out the terrain? Joey looked at Annie and others walking away and said silently: "Do you need so many people?"
This was obviously just an excuse, and he was probably planning something.
Even Chris was included, but it was weird to exclude him.
Can this island really solve the curse of Dreamland? He frowned slightly, seeds of doubt planted in his heart.
He took out a cup of silver coins, gently threw them into the air, dropped them, and clasped them on the back of his hand.
Silently chanting: "I am extremely lucky today"
Spread your hands, which is the back.
strangeness? He put the silver coins away suspiciously.
The lucky master's spiritual intuition told him that there was no danger here, but why was the silver coin on the other side?
A gust of sea breeze blew by, and he shivered suddenly.
An uncontrollable thought emerged in my mind: Maybe the danger does not come from this island, but from people?
The moment this idea came up, he was really shocked.
He quickly calmed his head and calmed down his mind.
He stared at the rolling waves, and a clear thread emerged in his mind.
9 people, 3 women and 6 men. As the organizer, Anne Bullock is known to possess powerful fighting skills and may also be a hidden supernatural being.
He had doubts about this after learning that Anne was from Faerûn.
The magic potion formula is difficult for civilians. Even if they can get it, they dare not try it easily. Not only does it run the risk of losing control, but the greatest possibility is that it will be discovered by the Church of the Seven Gods and destroyed as a heretic.
With the Bullock family behind you, it is not difficult to become a transcendent.
Of course, this possibility is actually very small. The noble class is more about supporting or cultivating extraordinary people, and they will not let themselves take the risk of losing control.
Margot Ritter and Olivia can be ruled out. At least from the appearance, they do not have fighting ability.
Excluding the oldest Remo Lewis, there are only four people who can pose a threat to him.
Gul Friedman who can sail a boat.
Chef Jami Enriquez.
Mechanic Chris Tolle.
And Anderson Mack, who calls himself a fish seller.
"Four people, Mi Pang can be excluded." In Joey's eyes, among this group of people, he is probably the simplest, and he only thinks about delicious food.
"Anderson!"
Among the remaining three people, he focused on Anderson as the main suspect.
Even though Chris has always been at odds with him, it's more of a character flaw that makes them dislike each other. For this reason, he placed the risk level at the bottom of the three.
Joey couldn't see through Gul Friedman for the time being.
This man is very strange. He looks like he is awake most of the time. Although he cannot see clearly, I have never felt any strange aura on him.
Instead, it was Anderson who made him very suspicious.
A merchant wandering around the docks and ports, he does not have the philistine qualities that a merchant should have.
In short, this person gave him a very conflicting feeling.
Joey decided to focus on Anderson Mack.
