Is the person you sculpt as cute as me?

It was a group of pirates, reeking of alcohol, staggering towards the ship.

"--liquor!"

“——Fight again!”

"We absolutely cannot let those damn strangers win again..."

The young village chief looked embarrassed and tried to explain to Man.

"Well, after we rescued the stranger ashore, she attacked us, saying she wanted to subjugate us as workers. We could only restrain her... but she... no, that monster provoked us, degrading us to the lowest level of pirates, unable to even drink as much as she could..."

"Then?"

"We accepted the challenge—but the winner hasn't been decided yet. The condition for victory is that she gets everyone drunk... and now it's halfway through. That's why we went to buy alcohol... damn monster."

When they heard that the wine had arrived, they simply came to the boat to drink it. After all, this was their second home.

Soon, everyone was in action, following the village chief's orders. They pulled out all the wine barrels and bottles, and the air was immediately thick with the stench of alcohol. Xiaolu and Yu Man pinched their noses and covered Xiaobing's face, worried that the child might be harmed by the alcohol.

A group of people came onto the deck in a mighty manner, as if they were going to organize a large-scale robbery.

"—Wait, who are they?"

"Oh, that's right. They can slaughter us at will. They even brought the Ice Prison Dragon with them, but they didn't attack us. It seems that they are here to rescue the monster. They are also strangers."

"You've had too much to drink...something about the Ice Prison Dragon."

"No, no, no, you're the one who's drunk, really. That little girl is."

But it was obvious that everyone was drunk.

These words only ignited the atmosphere, and laughter accompanied the strong smell of alcohol, which fluctuated between salty and light in the ebb and flow of the ocean tide. Everyone sat down with reckless abandon, some even baring their stomachs to the sea, leaving no one to know how much they had drunk.

but--

"--continue?"

There was a sound that wiped out all the atmosphere.

A funeral silence suddenly descended on the deck.

The sound of her footsteps climbing the stairs, her nasal, disdainful sneer.

And then there was the loud laughter after arriving at the battlefield and glancing at everyone.

"Hahaha, I bought a bunch of crappy alcohol again, but it's okay, come on."

The ID on her head is enough to prove her identity: Qiling 70☆~... Well, it seems that she is indeed Yago's daughter.

But she was not drunk, she was even sober.

“——Fuck, who are you?” Because she could spot Yu Man and Xiao Lu.

"...your father hired us to rescue you, hello." Yu Man waved and took a screenshot to prove that this situation was not caused by him. "But we came at the wrong time?"

"Tsk, I told you I could handle it... But thank you so much for coming all the way here. We'll talk later. Give me a minute and recruit these guys first."

Yago's daughter, a high school girl named 70, did not give Yu Man a bad impression.

"Well, whatever you want." At the same time, she was still quite curious about what this guy was fighting.

After all, she only had a set of starting clothes from the Novice Village, and her expertise seemed to be zero.

"—Come on." 70 walked over to a barrel of wine and knocked on it. "Who wants to be the first?"

"I'll do it." A relatively sober person raised his hand.

Old, silver-haired.

His skin was covered in sunburned black thorns and scars of varying sizes. His hands were rough and calloused, but his hunched spine was incredibly strong—this guy had some real strength.

The atmosphere has also changed a bit.

"Oh—Village Chief."

"Are we going to start the strongest showdown right away?"

"Village Chief, please help..."

That person was the leader of the pirate group, or rather, the former village chief.

Now he came forward and wanted to compete with the stranger in drinking ability: "Open four different barrels, each person pour ten glasses first, and mix the wine and water." His men immediately did as he was told, but they were terrified.

Soon, glasses of wine were placed in front of the two of them, and even the drunkest ones stared at them intently.

No one shouted start, they just drank freely and comfortably.

70's drinking method is extremely heroic, far beyond the exaggeration of ordinary people, and large cups of wine are poured in crazily.

"...Strange, she has the negative status of 'Drunk'." Xiaolu wondered, "I thought she had some skill that prevented her from getting drunk."

"Could it be..."

A large amount of alcohol poured in, and 70 immediately started to get drunk. Not to mention a high alcohol tolerance, this female high school student couldn't even drink, and it was obvious that she was in a very bad state.

But - players have their own way.

She suddenly smashed a glass bottle, and glass fragments and wine foam flew everywhere.

But she ignored everything and pierced her throat without any hesitation.

His last words sounded drunken: "Ha, the resurrection point is set."

Her actions sobered up countless people.

After a lot of gasps and exclamations of shock, it turned into deathly silence.

Then, the magic reconstructed the player's body, and she was resurrected on the ship: "Continue."

The village chief bit his hand and looked at Yu Man tremblingly: "I said, she is a monster, right..."

No wonder she set up a resurrection point. Yu Man touched his neck and felt a chill.

158 Experts

For players, death is equivalent to resetting all negative states and starting over.

This is well known.

But after binge drinking, committing suicide to sober up... that's a bit too crazy.

Especially since this is only the early stages of the game, and this person obviously hasn't played too deeply, yet she can commit suicide for utilitarian reasons without hesitation.

"--Come."

Embracing death once again, freeing himself from the harassment of alcohol, 70 slammed the table with his wine glass.

The foamy wine can soak into the wood and flow into the stomach.

A table, dozens of glasses of wine, and ten strong and battle-hardened pirates.

And——the high school girl sitting across from them, all alone.

As pirates, drinking and bloodshed were the essence of life. Therefore, pirates were not immune to any drinking party. But now, they were simply fighting a fight they couldn't win.

Another strong man staggered and fell on the table.

The snoring from the difficulty breathing was deafening, but it was soon drowned out by the wine and drinks that fell from the sky.

It is 70.

"As I said before, if I get you all drunk, you'll report to the Himlabakken Shipyard with me and become my employees. By the way, I want your two ships and all your supplies."

As she said this, she humiliatingly poured the unfinished glass of wine over the loser's head.

No one dared to stand up for their brothers, they just kept their heads down.

"No, no, no, Mr. Stranger... that's not how it works..."

"Didn't you say those words?"

"That's true... but you—you had just landed, and we were just joking with you. I didn't expect you to drink so much... Don't, don't commit suicide again. I really can't bear to see this."

"Even jokes need to be put into practice, otherwise you might as well drown yourself. This is not how life should be lived."

She took another big sip and glared at everyone, but no one dared to raise their glass again.

Everyone looked at the village chief, the most reliable captain among them, either openly or secretly.

"It's true that we can't drink as much as you, and we did joke about it, and then you retaliated... We are convinced. To be honest with you, little girl, we really don't mind hanging out with you... but——"

"Isn't it? A short sea voyage from here, we shall reach an island where the snow falls incessantly. There awaits me a small shipyard. I shall take you back with me, and it shall be destined to become the greatest shipyard of all—to work for me, which is not a bad thing."

The influence of 70's alcohol lingered on the words, and they also waved her hands, describing the future in the air.

"Besides, your wine is all garbage. I know a lot about chemistry, right? Go to Shimla Bakken and I'll teach you how to make some good wine. Then, you can drink the newly brewed good wine on a good day, instead of it piling up here like garbage."

Drunk or half-drunk people can see through the alcohol - the beauty she wrote in the air.

At this time, a faint light appeared, and the village chief lit a match.

The flame, whether long or short, never goes out in the sea breeze - it just waits quietly.

The village chief took a handful of tobacco from his pocket, rubbed it, blew on it gently to blow away the salt and dregs of the seawater, and then twisted it into his meerschaum pipe. He tapped the bottom of the wine glass several times to loosen the tobacco so that he could draw a wisp out of it.

The match, which seemed to be burning out, finally slanted over and ignited the tobacco.

The flames burned all the way down, as slow as a stroll.

He was patient, puffing with ease and skill to fuel the flame, and the flame did not leave him.

A wisp of green smoke, carrying a stench of dampness, emerged from his mouth.

And words.

"We also have to guard the tomb, which is inconsistent with your grand cause."

"Graveguard?"

The village chief took another breath, and after exhaling, he moistened his throat with half a cup of wine. "Our compatriots are still imprisoned here in their soul state. We live here day and night, keeping them company, listening to their endless cries and pain. This is all."

"Oh, that great demon from before, the one who imprisoned the souls of your compatriots...something called the 'Ghost World Chamber of Commerce', right?"

70 has been here for some time and they have already had a round of drinks.

Under the influence of alcohol, these stories, which did not need to be concealed, were shared with her, a stranger.

Just like the village chief shared the story with Yu Man and the others before. The triggering method was different, but the story was still the story of all of them.

"Okay, kill the big devil, free all the souls, and then you can follow me."

"It's not impossible, if it can be done."

The village chief was not mocking or teasing; his tone was filled with sincerity and a sense of hopelessness.

After being destroyed by the "Ghost World Chamber of Commerce" that night, the pirate group composed of these survivors has been looking for a way to kill the big devil... or to ask for help from someone capable.

But even if you save up some money and find a rare big shot to ask for a commission?

The other party would also decline after hearing the name of "Youshi Chamber of Commerce".

This Chamber of Commerce was very influential and had a wide range of business. Furthermore, it had many formidable experts, and few people would provoke them.

It's not that there isn't one - but the price is too high for these little pirates to afford.

So, no matter what kind of hope it was, they didn't mind giving it a try. Even if... it was just a seemingly weak stranger who didn't care about death and was talking nonsense.

"Okay, don't get drunk. It's just a big devil. I can use some connections, some favors, and some benefits, and usually things will be done."

70 stood up and walked in a rather unsteady manner, and it was hard to tell whether he was drunk or still sober.

She approached the table in the far corner of the deck—

Then, he bowed respectfully and raised his glass: "Uncle Eel."

……

Earlier -

Because Ya Ge's daughter seemed safe, Yu Man and the others were not in a hurry to take her back.

The two of them also found a table. Although they were underage and couldn't drink, they also picked some dried fish from the boat to eat.