Origin Paradise!

Captain Cross's willingness to bleed out meant that ordinary pirate ships would not avoid escorting destroyers, so it was highly likely that the enemy was up to no good. However, the ouroboros flag on the enemy ship was not well-known, and it might have been a rookie pirate who didn't know the consequences. In any case, he could not afford the consequences of the Oak being hijacked.

Chapter 301 The Suya Islands

"The lookout team has locked onto the target."

"Birds deployed in the surrounding sea area are complete."

"Aya successfully launched."

On the Saint Lilith, which was sailing normally, Zhuang Ya pinched her small, pert nose and jumped into the sea with a splash.

Opposite, a third-class destroyer cut through the waves, its bow slicing through layers of water, white spray splashing to both sides.

As the distance closed, the kingdom's naval flag could be clearly seen fluttering in the sea breeze on the ship, its silhouette becoming increasingly resolute and massive, with the fleet's rear admiral, nicknamed "Hound," leaning on his heavy sword, looking imposing.

When they were still 500 meters away from the range of both sides' artillery fire.

Jiang He slowly boarded the bow of the ship.

Boom!

The bow suddenly sank, half of it plunging into the sea, white ripples echoing in layers, and the thunderous sound of footsteps was deafening.

Jiang He's electric jet ascended into the air, fully activated, and plummeted straight down at the end of its parabolic trajectory, a flash of silver light appearing in his palm.

boom!

The Long-Hate Dragon Spear slammed down with tremendous force, and the dark red arc of the Thirty-Six Wolf Smoke Spears resembled a crescent moon several meters long.

The red moon descended from the sky.

The ship's hull was severed in the middle like a fragile piece of rotten wood. The sound of metal tearing echoed across the sea and sky. The broken part of the hull withered and rotted, and the fragments of the hull scattered like meteors, smashing into countless white columns of water on the sea surface.

The short-handled blood spear suddenly appeared and then disappeared in an instant. Major General Hound's sword swing came to an abrupt halt. His right hand gripped the blade tightly. He hadn't even seen the enemy's movements. In terms of speed, there was a precipitous difference between the two.

Bang!

Jiang He's left arm moved so fast it left afterimages as he punched through the opponent's chest. The newly formed hound form immediately collapsed. With a casual tug, the figure in front of him lost half of its chest and shoulder, its bright red internal organs rotting away.

boom!

The second straight kick, combined with the Bloodthirst Body and Death Boots, blasted the hound, which was almost within reach, into a bloody mist.

Ordinary beings of the Silver Age, Great Knights.

One move and you're defeated; two moves and you're dead.

Bang bang bang!

The destroyer had not yet sunk, and soldiers were firing bullets from different directions on the wreckage, creating a dense barrage of fire.

Jiang He didn't even look, reached out and picked up the enemy's heavy sword, using his internal energy to deflect the white gunpowder bullets like a storm.

The next second, the thunderous sound of a giant fish setting sail rang out.

A giant white serpent cleaved through the sea, its massive body crashing into the wreckage of a warship. The ship shook violently, and countless sparks flew as the serpent's scales rubbed against the hull. The serpent's head plunged into the sea again, repeating this several times, its long body coiling around the warship.

Long!

The giant snake suddenly tightened its coils.

The warship wreckage completely broke into several pieces.

Rumble!

The giant merchant ship Oak launched its cannons, its sparse array of forty cannons disproportionate to its size.

Jiang He waved his hand, and jet-black fireballs rose into the air to meet the attack. Brilliant fireworks bloomed on the sea surface, and dozens of extra fireballs hit the Oak, and the inextinguishable flames quickly swept across the area.

The Saint Lilith crashed through the wreckage of the warship, its wooden planks and gun ports flowing like liquid across the hull. Without a second-tier cruiser as a key to qualitative change and an upgrade template, the Saint Lilith could not be promoted, but swallowing ships could effectively strengthen the hull's rigidity.

The cannon and the fireball collided in mid-air.

The Oak, carrying thousands of tons of cargo, moved extremely slowly, and the St. Lilith quickly forced it to a stop.

The vicious pirates poured off the ship, led by four Silver Dao soldiers, and slaughtered any crew members who dared to resist.

Jiang He walked across the sea and boarded the ship, holding the hand of a little girl in white. The girl gently sipped the dragon blood wine, a blush rising on her beautiful face.

"Who is the captain?"

Among the surrendered prisoners, Cross mustered his courage, stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Sir, my name is Cross Dorinsman, of noble marquis lineage. I propose that we negotiate as captains. In the Pirate Code, this request should be respected."

"killed."

Old Black couldn't bear it, so he closed his eyes and smashed Captain Cross's head with his shield. This guy fired while the destroyer was sinking, so he was already sentenced to death.

The evil soldiers took full control of the Oak, and spices and jewels were transported to the Saint Lilith.

Old Hei led Zhuang Ya to pick out gems that caught her eye. Jiang He then entered the cabin, where a stench assaulted her senses, and the buzzing of flies filled her ears.

The dark and damp cabins were transformed into feeding pens even more rigorous than those for raising pigs and sheep. The necks and hands of the New World natives were fixed with long planks, and only their heads could turn. The old crew member responsible for feeding them was deaf and mute, but despite the changes that had occurred on the ship, he still patiently filled the troughs with gruel.

The husky on someone's shoulder looked like it was about to suffocate. These natives were not allowed to move; they could only relieve themselves standing still. The stone troughs for eating were right below them. If they fell ill, they would be thrown into the sea. At this moment, the ground was covered with murky "mud".

Jiang He stood at the railing, hesitant to approach.

"There are nearly 4000 people. According to market prices, these natives are worth 40 gold coins. The colonial company's ability to make money is quite outstanding."

“Boss, I don’t recommend sending them to the Saint Lilith,” Wuhe said sincerely.

Jiang He nodded: "Then let's take this ship to the Azores. It will only take a couple more days."

"I want to get out, sir!" someone suddenly shouted frantically. "If I stay here, I'll die here. Nobody can stand eating and defecating in feces every day! Sir, I can play musical instruments and sing!"

[Executive's Note: You have encountered player - Singer]

[Player Level: LV3]

[Common creatures of the Bronze Age]

[Main Mission: Escape the Oak and break free from slavery (5-player co-op mode)]

"The origin is really cleverly placed in a convenient way."

Jiang He was speechless. He quickly identified the five players in the enclosure: three men and two women, all of whom were very young.

"Boss, what do you mean?" Wuhe asked. Killing them didn't seem necessary, and taking care of them wasn't their style. The world of sailing was more like a free world without factions. Those whose life level was higher than the world's energy level couldn't enter, but those of lower levels could sneak in.

"Let's pretend we didn't see it and set off for the Zoya Islands."

Jiang He turned and left. He had no interest in the group of fresh and inexperienced newbies; even five scarlet cards together might not be enough to earn two game coins.

Half an hour later, the Saint Lilith set sail, with dozens of iron-blooded thorns pulling the Oak forward.

……

Inside the enclosure.

If you stay here for a long time, the stench becomes less noticeable.

On the black oak plank, the young singer struggled violently, but unfortunately, the hardness of this plank was close to that of steel, and he did not budge.

"What should we do? We've encountered this dead end on our first world mission. It's all your fault for choosing the unknown world invitation."

The girl, whose player name is Violinist, couldn't help but complain. Feces were almost smeared on her cheeks. After a long period of screaming, cursing and resisting, she had been forced to adapt to the environment.

The guitarist boy sighed, "Tsk tsk, the background of this mission should be the slave trade during the Age of Exploration. Our level is low, so the mission difficulty is not high. The origin shouldn't present a situation where we are doomed right from the start."

The pianist was an elegant girl, and although her blue dress had turned brownish-yellow, she remained calm.

“I think the young man we just saw was a pirate. Our escape from the Oak can be a piece of cake. The real problem is getting rid of our slave status. In this era, there are no documents or papers. We may need to obtain other identities to distinguish ourselves from slaves.”

The last commander remained silent. They were all among the first batch of students from Hongdu Academy in Bianjing. Since the Dream Eater, a peak-level Golden Realm expert, caused a commotion within the territory, the Order Bureau's original information blockade strategy had developed a crack.

The headquarters region took the lead in making changes, establishing Hongdu Academy modeled after a university, recruiting young players to participate, and providing talent reserves for the long-lasting extraordinary era to come.

However, the Origin Game is still in its early stages, and Hongdu Academy does not receive any game resources. All kinds of cultivation paths are in the hands of the pioneers. In theory, releasing this kind of knowledge is the best option, but unfortunately the resistance is extraordinary. The pioneers are clearly unwilling to lead the younger generation, and many students of the Imperial Academy do not understand this.

In this matter, the ancient and ambitious Jianzheng was actually the biggest supporter of the master-disciple system and had a cold attitude towards the academy system.

The behind-the-scenes power struggle remained unseen. In the end, the academy conceded, exchanging a steady and slow-paced "Art of Nourishing Life" from the ancient martial arts players. This book could be cultivated to the peak of the Bronze level. From then on, the academy announced that it had completely abandoned the idea of ​​having players collectively sell or donate extraordinary knowledge.

Today, Hongdu Academy is divided into more than a dozen departments, teaching students subjects such as firearms assembly, wilderness survival, and reconnaissance, and is committed to cultivating talents in different fields.

"We are at a significant disadvantage."

The commander said seriously, "According to the supervisor, it's better to solve problems than to raise them. We need to demonstrate our value, a value that is different from the nearly four thousand slaves present, a unique and irreplaceable value."

The singer was embarrassed. "Then you should solve it. Supervisor Chu almost lost his life when he came back from the ancient martial arts world. What he said may not be entirely correct. I think it's better to let nature take its course."

The opposition brought a period of silence to the situation.

The conductor looked at the violinist and pianist and said, "I don't mean any discrimination, but you two are, after all, girls, and delicate-skinned. In this barbaric era, slavery is a curse. You are sold to all sorts of people, forced into marriage, and even impregnated..."

“Enough,” the pianist interrupted, firmly stating, “I don’t think we can go with the flow; I’ll listen to the conductor.”

“Me too,” the violinist said softly.

With two votes in hand, the conductor looked at the singer.

The latter scoffed, "Then I'll listen to you. It's not like I want to live in a pigsty."

"What are you planning to do?" the guitar boy asked.

"We're waiting for an opportunity in front of everyone," the conductor sighed. "I hope you've brought all your instruments with you."

Bang!

The veteran crew member stuffed the paste into the stone trough, and the five novice players lowered their heads and ate it voraciously, just to restore their stamina.

……

Two days later.

The Saint Lilith arrived at the pirate city of Suya Islands.

The largest island, Suya, is located in the very center, while hundreds of sandbars are scattered around it, effectively preventing large-scale naval landings.

The nearshore waters are azure and clear, with pirate ships anchored and moored. Shacks line the mudflats, bustling with people. At the top of the mountain in the center of the island, an orange-red palace stands, looking like a flowing flame from afar.

"Boss, it's quite lively."

"Ah."

Jiang He disembarked, taking only Wu He and two vicious soldiers who served as a show of force.

Duke Dejouk wanted the Saint Lilith to be sold through Olivia's channels, but this was clearly unacceptable to his side. He needed to purchase a large amount of steel, which would easily expose his intentions, and the theft of knowledge from the Wizard Tower would become a hot topic.

"It only costs three silver coins a night."

"You won't regret it, I'm great."

A woman with a cinched waist walked gracefully past, her eyes sparkling. She had thick curly hair, dark brown skin, and at first glance, she exuded a wild, untamed vitality, with a striking figure.

Jiang He couldn't appreciate the beauty of this nightingale, but she seemed to be quite popular. The chattering nightingales hesitated in front of her, and no fewer than twenty pirates cast their gazes at her.

The evil soldiers prevented the Black-Brown Nightingale from getting closer.

Jiang He tossed a gold coin over and said, "Take me to the biggest underground merchant here."

The black-brown nightingale kissed the gold coin hard and chuckled, "I know you, the broken swordsman, Count Rhine, or rather, I love the red moon mark between your brows, just like this gold coin."

Wuhe probed, "Your intelligence capabilities seem quite good."

"Hey, if even top-tier Grand Knights don't pay attention, then they might as well not be in the intelligence business."

The group entered and passed through the shantytowns. Palm trees leaned on the beach. After passing through rows of wooden houses, a simple villa with stained walls came into view, with a dozen or so gunmen standing guard lazily.

"Halt! The boss isn't seeing any customers today."

The black-brown nightingale stepped forward, hooked her arm around the guard's neck, blew a breath, and teased, "Pass on a message, handsome."

The guard glared at the woman in front of him, quickly gave her his address, and then turned and went into the villa.

Not long after, a thin, middle-aged clerk came out. He looked like he was seriously ill, and his face was pale.

"Count Rhine, it's a pleasure to meet you."

“My name is Louis, which sounds a lot like that unfortunate guy you hanged in Port Calib, doesn’t it?”

boom!

Louis shot the messenger guard.

The body fell to the ground, and the other guards pointed at their dead comrade and laughed. Black-Brown Nightingale turned pale and ran away.