The pirate ship is called the Flying Bird, a three-masted sailing ship.
The helmsman is steering the ship, some crew members are adjusting the direction of the sails, and some crew members are drunk and sleeping on the deck…
The captain and the first mate each hold an amber-colored bottle and drink together. Their side dish is a plate of colorless jerky.
Due to long-term sailing on the sea, their skin is rough and dark, and their clothes are torn and dirty.
The captain wears a black tricorn hat and carries a slender pirate cutlass on his waist. A flintlock pistol with an oak handle is casually thrown on a nearby wooden box.
Not far behind them, the second mate is leaning against the mast, playing with a white parrot.
From the structure of the sailing ship, their diet, and their weapons, Du Ge roughly deduced that the world background should not be modern.
There are a total of twelve people on the ship, and the best target for body possession is undoubtedly the captain with the greatest power. Du Ge has his own judgment and will not possess an ordinary sailor who is just a menial worker on a ship with only a dozen people.
But Du Ge’s body possession does not have the memories of the host.
Therefore, he decided to first understand the composition of the personnel on the ship in the state of the soul. At least he needed to know their names.
…
“…Paul, are you really determined to find the so-called Trident of the Sea God?” The first mate, with a full beard on his face, looks ageless. His face is full of flesh, and there is a huge scar on his left cheek, making him look particularly fierce.
“Of course, Barry. Becoming the Pirate King is my dream.” The captain is relatively young, probably in his twenties, but his weathered face looks like he is in his thirties. He is slightly drunk and raises the bottle of rum in his hand towards the first mate. “The Royal Navy doesn’t even have a reward for me. This is a failure for a pirate. But with the Trident of the Sea God, I can dominate the entire ocean. The Watcher, the Phoenix, they will all submit to me…”
“Paul, you will kill everyone.” The first mate, Barry, took a sip of the wine, panting heavily, “I disagree with your idea. Paul, the Trident of the Sea God is just an unattainable dream. I hope you can turn back…”
“Barry, this is my ship, you don’t have to do it.” Captain Paul looked at his first mate contemptuously, “You are already old, maybe you should find a town, get drunk in a tavern every day, and then sleep with a dirty prostitute for a night. This is more suitable for your life.”
…
The Trident of the Sea God?
Is it a mythological background?
Du Ge stayed by their side for a while, listening to the two drunks teasing and arguing with each other, then left their side and flew towards other crew members.
When passing by the second mate, the white parrot suddenly fluffed up its feathers and flapped around in panic: “Horn, ghost, Horn, ghost, powerful ghost…”
“Wendy, stop talking nonsense. How could there be ghosts in broad daylight?” The second mate, Horn, grabbed the parrot’s body and stroked its ruffled feathers, sneering, “Let me tell you a common sense, sunlight will cause irreversible damage to ghosts. Those dirty things only come out at night.”
“Ghost, ghost, right behind you.” The parrot’s eyes were fixed on Du Ge. If it weren’t for Horn grabbing its wings, it would probably have stretched out its wings and pointed at Du Ge.
Damn it!
Can the parrot see me?
Du Ge’s face looked strange. He had been in two simulation fields before and had never been discovered before possessing someone. Although the other party was just a bird.
He tried to reach out and pinch the parrot’s neck.
The parrot struggled violently again, desperately pecking at Horn’s fingers with its beak.
Horn felt pain and suddenly let go of the parrot: “You damn stupid bird, just as hateful as that whore who cheated me. I will pluck all your feathers and throw you into the pot…”
“Horn, help, the ghost wants to kill the bird.” The parrot, freed from its restraints, fluttered back to the sail and continued to stare at Du Ge.
Du Ge secretly smiled and chased after the parrot again, making a gesture of pinching the bird’s beak, and then a gesture of breaking the bird’s neck.
As a soul, he couldn’t speak at all, he could only rely on actions to intimidate a bird.
The parrot stared at Du Ge, trembling, but tightly closed its mouth and dared not speak again.
“Wendy, come back.” Horn called the parrot, but the parrot remained motionless, still looking at Du Ge, as if seeking his approval.
Du Ge nodded.
The parrot felt relieved, flapped its wings and flew back, standing on Horn’s shoulder, burying its head under its wings.
Du Ge no longer paid attention to the parrot, flew around the ship in a circle, and obtained the names of two more crew members.
The helmsman is called Piero, and the chef is called William. It is difficult to know the names of the other crew members, but knowing these few people at the beginning is enough.
…
After flying around the ship in a circle and confirming that the captain is indeed his best target for body possession, Du Ge no longer hesitated and directly crashed into his body.The captain’s soul strength wasn’t much higher than Qi Feihu’s. Last time, with a spirit power of 160, he could still feel some resistance. This time, with a spirit power of over a thousand, even if Paul was awake, Du Ge found it exceptionally easy to enter.
It was as smooth as merging into his own body.
His personal interface was still open, and Du Ge quickly scanned all the information:
Name: Du Ge;
ID: 48699527;
Spirit Power: 1100;
Current Ranking: 980/1130;
Keywords for the Round: Joy;
Keywords for the Round: Loafing;
Advanced Skills: None;
Derived Items: None;
…
Joy?
Loafing?
What the hell!
It’s even more absurd than the previous keywords of trade and kindness. At least trade could involve transactions, but what the hell is joy?
Could his private happiness affect the world’s situation?
At this moment, Du Ge finally understood the despair of those contestants who were assigned keywords like kindness and hindrance. No, hindrance still had some play, but this joy, he really couldn’t find where the growth point was!
And then there was loafing.
What good would it do, no matter how well he loafed?
He, a dignified pirate captain, should strive for progress. What does it mean to loaf all the time?
Wait.
The explanation of loafing flashed through Du Ge’s mind:
Loafing: refers to catching fish in the water, also means fishing in troubled waters, which means taking advantage of the chaos to gain benefits;
Slacking off at work is a later interpretation.
Fishing in troubled waters?
That’s his strong suit!
Du Ge’s eyes lit up again.
Indeed.
Having two keywords is beneficial, as you can always find one that’s useful. I loaf, therefore I am happy. From now on, I will be a sunny and happy super pirate.
But just as he figured out the meanings of the two keywords.
Suddenly.
A wave of colic came from his abdomen.
He subconsciously covered his stomach.
Then, another wave of severe pain came, and a curved knife pierced his chest.
Du Ge looked at his first mate who had ambushed him: “You…”
“Paul, I gave you a chance to repent, but you persisted in your wrong ways. You’re no longer fit to be a captain. Rest in peace. From now on, I am the captain of the Flying Bird.” The first mate, Barry, pulled back his curved knife with a grim smile, “Don’t blame me, this is the decision of all the crew…”
The ship slowly glided on the sea.
The helmsman had already let go of the helm, pulled out his curved knife, and looked at Du Ge with a gloomy face.
Over there.
The second mate, Horn, who was playing with a bird by the mast, also came over. He shook his head and looked at Du Ge with pity: “Captain, we just want money. No one wants to go looking for that damn trident of the sea god.”
The parrot on his shoulder, flapping its wings happily, as if it had been reborn: “The ghost is dead, the ghost is dead, the bird is fine, the bird is fine.”
(End of the chapter)