Chapter 783 My job (thank you to Mr. O for rewarding the Silver Alliance again)
When Lumian listened to the bartender talk about the pirate general's grievances, the pirates behind him were a little restless.
They all longed for someone to stand up and be the first to fire or knife at the arrogant adventurer, and then wait for others to see the situation and rush forward.
However, under the intimidation of the red and near-white fireballs, the pirates, look at me, I look at you, none of them dared to cross the chair designated by Lumian.
They all thought that such arrogance must have a certain strength, and the carnival bar was relatively low-grade, there were no big pirates, and now they could only hope that those who had just left could find powerful helpers.
Ten minutes passed, and a pirate who had previously left the carnival bar pushed open the heavy wooden door.
He was followed by a middle-aged man wearing a cocked hat and dark blue clothes.
The pirates in the bar suddenly straightened their backs and held their breath, and the noisy and lively atmosphere suddenly returned to silence.
One of them knew the middle-aged man and knew that the other party was the captain of the "Rosemary", "Flying Hardmark", one of the well-known pirates after the pirate generals, who had been active on the five seas for more than ten years.
The pirate who pushed open the heavy wooden door showed a flattering smile, pointed to Lumian's back, and said:
"Captain, that's the adventurer I'm talking about!
"How dare he provoke the pirates of the entire bar in Port Barnamo!"
Hardmark's hair was thick and dark, and he was full of momentum in every move, he looked at Lumian's back for a few seconds, and was silent for a moment and said:
"How long did he keep those fireballs?"
"I don't know, I had it when I left this bar, but it may not have been maintained in the middle." The pirate who pushed open the heavy wooden door grabbed the young pirate sitting by the door, pointed at Lumian, and asked viciously, "How long does his fireball last?"
The young pirate was a little flustered with fright, and quickly looked at the old wall clock on the wall, and stammered:
"Quick, it's almost a quarter of an hour."
A quarter of an hour? "Flying Hardmark" jumped his eyelids and suddenly showed an expression of remembering something important.
He immediately scolded his sailor:
"Have you forgotten that we have an important deal at the dock?
"Bastard, are you all about alcohol, women and face?"
"Flying Hardmark" scolded as he turned his body and walked outside the carnival bar.
His sailor was a little dumbfounded, but instinctively followed.
The captain was right in everything he said!
The silence in the carnival bar continued, and at this time, Lumian drank the remaining Lie Langzi and stood up.
He took the dozen or so red and almost white fireballs that were not weakened at all, and his eyes swept over the pirates in the bar again.
The next second, he laughed, raised his right index and middle fingers, brought them to his mouth, and blew gently.
It's like blowing away the smoke from a pistol after killing all the pirates in the bar.
The pirates' eyes and expressions changed, and Lumian Shi Shi walked towards the door, his hands in his pockets, extremely leisurely.
One pirate after another subconsciously got out of the way.
Some of them were aggrieved, some were grinding their teeth, and some were comforting themselves, "It's not that I'm afraid, it's that those fireballs are too dazzling!"
Lumian seemed to be completely unafraid of a sneak attack, and walked out of the carnival bar from the wide road given to the pirates, as if accepting their surroundings and welcome.
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Late at night, in a room at an inconspicuous hotel in Port Panama.
Lumian leaned on the back of his chair and said to Franka:
"You change your appearance, find a few people, and spread the word about an unknown adventurer provoking all pirates, saying that the adventurer thinks that pirates are cowards, and there is no real strong man, he can just step on the head of any pirate under his feet."
The corners of Franka's mouth twitched slightly:
"Are you fishing again?
"You are a fishing expert......
Lumian smiled:
"According to the information collected so far, the 'Deep Sea Admiral' doesn't like to appear in public because of his sea monster blood, and even if he arrives in Panama Harbor, he should stay on his flagship 'Neunes'.
"In this case, we can only venture into the 'Nuins', which is an alchemy ship from a certain ruin, we have no way of knowing if there are any powerful mechanisms and traps on it, and there must be many extraordinary pirates on board, 'hunters', so we have to avoid fighting in other people's home as much as possible.
"I deliberately provoked the pirates in Port Panama because I know that there is no pirate general here at the moment, and I am confident enough to solve other pirates and well-known pirates, and they should be able to figure this out quickly, and expect the pirates to work together as a team to solve me.
"I don't expect the pirates to have a sense of collective honor, but they definitely have to show their ability to make their reputation louder, and get the praise and fear of many pirates, and the pirates of Port Panama are also waiting for a great pirate who is confident enough to deal with me.
Jian Na suddenly realized:
"If the 'Deep Sea General' leaves the 'Neuings' and makes a move in person, it will definitely be the best result, it will be our default home battle, even if the 'Deep Sea General' is not interested, his right-hand men will not be absent from this matter, they have the 'Deep Sea General' hole card to rely on, they will not be afraid of failure, they will be more courageous than other well-known pirates, and at that time, the number of extraordinary people on the 'Neuings' will be significantly reduced, and our opportunity will come."
"You learned psychoanalysis well." Lumian praised mockingly.
Jane Na glanced at him:
"A good theater actor must be good at figuring out people's hearts."
"And then show the 'audience'?" Lumian took advantage of the situation to joke.
Anthony didn't have any additional expression changes because of this.
Franka said "huh":
"If the Pirate King's fleet arrives before the 'Newings' arrives?"
Lumian spread his hands and said:
"It is said that an unknown adventurer is provoking the pirates in Port Panama, and the advantage of the unknown is that no one can find it, and then change the face and appearance, and you can implement another plan."
"The 'conspirator' is really eight hundred minds......" Franka muttered, "Then it's decided."
Lumian then talked about creating a great plague in Port Barnamo if there was no way, and emphasized that the prerequisite was to let the indigenous people in Hong Kong drink the anti-infection medicine in advance without even realizing it.
Franka was stunned when he heard this.
She said after a few seconds:
"This all makes you think...... Why don't we cooperate to open a plague company, okay, just kidding, this matter has a certain feasibility, but how can there be a vaccine these days, uh, a medicine to prevent infection?"
"It's normal, but we can turn to the occult." Lumian had already thought of the possible direction, "Isn't the 'pharmacist' path just for this? As long as a certain number of infected people are given to them in advance, let them observe, think and experiment, they should be able to prepare effective preventive drugs or treatment drugs, and there is no need to be afraid of not finding a 'pharmacist'.
Lumian already knows from Ms. "Magician" that Fool Drugs and the "Tarot Society" are inextricably linked.
Jian Na unconsciously calculated:
"A bottle of potion with occult effects costs at least 100 Pelkin, and there are probably tens of thousands of non-pirate residents of Port Barnamo, and we have to prepare at least 100 Pelkins.
100 Felkin is not a small number, and the extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 5 are only about 20 Felkin.
"Spending 100 Felkin to become a demigod is worth it." Lumian suddenly laughed, "100 Felkin is just a 'Deep Sea General', even if he can't kill him, the leaders under him are quite valuable."
Franka sighed and said:
"Now we really have Gelman. Sparrow's style is a little different, but Gelman. Sparrow uses pirates as a piggy bank, and generally only attacks high bounties, but you want to cut off the pirate community!"
If you really want to create such a great plague, it will almost affect tens of millions of pirates.
Without waiting for Lumian to respond, Franka laughed at herself again:
"The 'Deep Sea General' is also quite unlucky, sitting in his flagship, and before he did anything, he was inexplicably targeted by us."
Lumian laughed and said with great awareness:
"There is nothing to be sentimental about, the job of a 'hunter' is to create chaos and strife.
"And you, a 'witch', whose job is to bring disaster and pain.
"It's better to give these to pirates than to affect innocent people."
Franka was a little silent for a moment, and so was Jana.
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Sneeze!
In Barnamore Harbor, Mason, who was sitting on the pier with a bottle of rye beer and enjoying the sea breeze, suddenly sneezed.
He suddenly thought of the messenger summoning ceremony he had completed in the afternoon and the messenger who had disturbed his instincts, and couldn't help but talk to himself:
"The sneeze just now is not a legendary spiritual warning, right?
"Am I really going to be the protagonist of some occult event, the fool who makes mistakes and attracts evil gods and demons?
"Will the ritual I did really bring some kind of disaster to Port Barnamo?
"Hidden dangers and problems have emerged and are beginning to flow quietly in the shadows of Port Panama?"
Grunt, Mason took a big sip of beer, comforting himself that he was just scaring himself:
From the afternoon until now, there is no sign of disaster!
I haven't heard of any abnormal phenomena!
Just summon a messenger, there should be no problem!
ps: Thank you Aurora Club Mr. O for rewarding the Silver League again!
(End of this chapter)