Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

Rosen first set up some warning devices on the deck, then returned to the cabin, got some hot water and gave Hou Er a bath himself.

Finally, he pointed to the clothes it had been wearing and asked, "Are you still wearing it?"

Hou Er shook his head.

"really?"

nod.

"really?"

Nod again.

"Okay then." Rosen said, "It's yours in the first place, so you have the final say on how to deal with it."

Hou Er grinned, stomped hard several times from Rosen's shoulders to the clothes, then picked it up with two fingers, picked it up with a look of disgust and threw it into the sea.

"Okay, throwing away the past and embracing the future is also a good choice." Rosen held it in his arms, touched the back of its head, and said, "Go to sleep."

The man and the monkey soon fell asleep.

The next morning, Rosen was communicating with Diana in his dream when he was suddenly awakened by a loud noise.

Hou Er was also frightened awake. He hugged Rosen's neck and started to yell and complain.

Fortunately, Rosen has an affinity for animals and is proficient in languages, otherwise he might not be able to understand what it wanted to express.

"Just because someone disturbed your dream and prevented you from eating the banana that was right next to you, you want to beat him to death. There's no need to be so cruel, right?"

Rosen rubbed its little head and said, "People should be reasonable, and so should monkeys. Don't kill the whole family at every turn. That's too violent. Who taught you that?"

"Barboza? No wonder. This is not good. We need to change this habit."

"Who said you won't fight back if you're bullied? You have to consider the situation. Sometimes you have to take a step back and the world will be clear. Sometimes you have to take a step back and keep things calm."

Rosen smiled and said, "Specific problems need specific analysis. Just follow me and learn slowly. There is a lot of knowledge here."

As he was speaking, Rosen came onto the deck.

"Good morning, sir." At this time, a dark-skinned, tall and sturdy man who looked like half a black iron tower walked over and bowed to Rosen to greet him.

Although he looked ferocious, he was wearing a knee-length waistcoat with a heavily decorated coat that was sewn close to the waist. The sleeves had lace cuffs, and his trousers were knee-length shorts. He wore silk stockings and buckled shoes. Together with his fluffy long hair, he wore a typical Rococo men's clothing style.

It's just that it doesn't really match his temperament, and the visual impact it brings to Rosen is also quite strong, which is really a bit eye-catching.

He now regretted that he was too anxious last night and activated a cannon into a steel golem without even looking closely.

I never expected that such a thick, big, black and hard cannon would turn into this.

They say that contrasts are always cute, but this contrast is so big, why does it make people feel a little disgusted? !

"Cannon." Rosen looked at the sea in the distance, trying not to look at the burly man in stockings beside him. He really couldn't bear it anymore.

"Master, please give me your orders." The burly man in stockings, who was casually named Cannon by Rosen before, asked respectfully.

"Did you fire that shot just now?" Rosen asked.

"Yes." Cannon nodded and said, "The ship approached and took an attacking stance. I think they have bad intentions."

"In order not to disturb the master's rest, I decided to warn them first and correct the trajectory of the ballistic missile. If they continue to approach, I will take devastating action against them."

Cannon was standing in front of Rosen with an elegant demeanor and a humble attitude. If it weren't for the murderous words he said, anyone at first glance might have thought he was a meek and humble butler who was diligently discussing the lunch menu with his master.

"Since you've woken me up now." Rosen pointed at the sea giant, the Dreadnought, which had already crossed in the distance and opened the densely packed muzzles on the ship, aiming its cold cannons at the Interceptor, and said, "Then don't be cautious, fire a few shells at them first to say hello." (Note)

"As you wish." After the cannon saluted respectfully to Rosen, he stepped to the side of the deck facing the Dreadnought, reached out and grabbed a cannon barrel from somewhere.

"Roar, my cannon! Tremble, you humble enemy!"

A sound like an aria came from the cannon's throat, and then the barrel carried on the shoulder made a loud bang.

Bang bang bang bang bang...

At that time, because the projectiles and gunpowder were separated and they were all muzzle-loading cannons, the firing rate was really quite impressive.

It is absolutely impossible to fire continuously like the naval guns of later generations.

But cannons are different.

The gun barrel on its shoulder fired ten shells in a row at a rate of almost one round every three seconds.

These ten shells are obviously different. There are solid shells, grapeshot, shrapnel shells, and chain shells.

What's even more terrible is that as Rosen's summoned creature, it can naturally enjoy the bonus of Rosen's skill attributes. As a cannon, its range and the power of its shells are far greater than those of its peers.

So when these ten shells of different types fell on the HMS Dreadnought on the opposite side, the British sailors on the deck immediately experienced a violent baptism of steel and fire.

Boom.

The first to arrive were the solid bullets.

The swift momentum and violent force easily pierced through the hull of the Dreadnought, and then the hot and fierce projectile ran around like a headless fly.

All objects in its way were destroyed, and people who happened to stand in front of it were of course directly blown into pieces.

Moreover, since it was burned red before launch, it would inevitably cause a fire or even an explosion if it touched flammable or explosive objects.

For a moment, there was a small commotion in the cabin of the Dreadnaught.

Then came the shrapnel.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or the cannon's accuracy was amazing, but the shrapnel shell just went through the hole made by the solid bullet and went in.

Boom.

The next moment, the solid bullet exploded.

Flames, steel fragments and violent shock waves swept across the surroundings in an instant.

All the crew members within a radius of twenty to thirty meters were killed, and a hole with a diameter of nearly two meters was broken in the hull.

This is not the end, as chain bullets follow.

But it flew above the deck.

The two iron balls were flying wildly in the air pulled by the iron chains. All the flesh and blood bodies that stood in their way were easily broken, and the sails that were hit by them were also tattered with a crackling sound.

As for the mast that finally stopped it, although it was not broken on the spot, a large piece of wood had been torn off the mast under the violent force. It is hard to imagine whether the sail would break under the heavy load at some point if it was filled with wind.

Woo, bang, bang, bang.

Note: In this era, ships like the Dreadnought were definitely giants on the sea. Of course, they could not be compared with the later steel ships.