Pirate Lord of the Void

the next day.

Thunder fell from the sky like rain, and a fierce sea wind roared past, causing the ship to sway from side to side.

It seems particularly lonely on the endless sea.

At this time, it was in the innermost room of the cabin.

Heber leaned against the wall beside the bed.

His eyes were blankly staring at the scene outside the window in front of him. The sea breeze blew through the window and hit Heber's cheek, making his mind extremely clear at this time.

Recalling what happened before, he knew that he had now arrived in another world.

It's not just soul time travel like others.

Heber could clearly feel that this body was his original shape.

But due to unknown factors, he returned to his childhood.

Thinking of this, Heber couldn't help but lower his head, looking at his still immature hands, and various feelings popped out one after another.

"I didn't expect that one day I would be able to see you again."

Heber originally came from the "Free City" of New Blue Star, but due to the Third World War, the original rules were broken.

But destruction represents new life.

After the baptism of time, technology has begun a new explosion.

However, cyberpunk, which originally existed only in people's fantasies, eventually became a reality.

Prosthetic limbs, artificial intelligence, genetic technology, etc., have successively set off brilliant fireworks.

And Heber is a part of the prosthetic transformation

Recalling the incident that led to his time travel, a sinister look suddenly flashed across Heber's face.

"Pray I can't go back."

Suddenly, the originally warm room suddenly became bitingly cold.

Heber's body was so cold that he couldn't help but shiver, and he quickly turned his head and looked to the left.

I saw a young man who was sleeping soundly there, but now he was awake.

And this cold feeling was what he carried.

"What is this guy's background? His aura even vaguely surpasses mine."

Heber narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him secretly.

Showing off, he is serious

"You are noisy."

Beate said while arranging her loose purple hair with her hands.

The voice was low but powerful, not at all like that of a child of several years old.

However, Heber was stunned at this time and looked at Beate blankly.

He was not oppressed by its momentum, but he felt that Beate's language was familiar.

This pronunciation rhythm feels a bit like the language before the nuclear explosion.

Without thinking much, Heber quickly asked, "There are so many pots of water in the sky."

As he spoke, he also gestured with his hands.

Beate suddenly heard this half-baked language with unclear pronunciation, and was a little confused for a moment.

Then he could only shake his head, with disappointment in his eyes.

After casually saying "Ahu", he ignored Heber.

For Beate, just by listening to the language, he could tell from which corner Heber must have come out, which was of no use value at all.

So I don't want to waste time.

He stood up and put the dagger made of wood next to the bed on his waist.

Without even looking at Heber, he walked out of the room.

No matter how Heber spoke in the room, no one responded.

Only half the depth of the corridor echoed with his poor and unique language.

"This guy seems to be quite cold."

Seeing no one responded, Heber stopped wasting his words.

Now he is in an unknown alien world, and his body has become what it was when he was a child.

For someone like him who experiences killing almost every day, the first thing to consider is how to survive.

He felt the quality of the ship's planks, then stood up and carefully looked at the furniture in the room.

Observing the layout of the corridor from the crack in the door

It took about half an hour to get familiar with everything in the house.

After the examination, Heber sat at the table and poured himself a glass of water.

Looking at the clear water swaying in the cup, Heber murmured thoughtfully:

"It seems very likely that I have arrived in the medieval age of navigation, similar to what is recorded in ancient texts."

Although Heber was not yet sure what he wanted, he knew that he needed to plan for the future now.

The first is the language issue, but for Hebrew speakers, this is not difficult.

Just as Heber was thinking, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Then, before Heber could speak, the door was opened lightly by the man.

When Fu Lao first saw Heber sitting alone at the table drinking water, his eyes were a little surprised.

Because the position where Heber was sitting happened to be facing the door, Fu Lao saw the way Heber drank water and his expression.

His appearance and age were obviously very different, so it gave him a weird feeling.

However, Mr. Fu didn't pay too much attention. He walked to the table and asked concernedly, "My child, are you okay?"

Seeing that Heber didn't speak, he just stared at him blankly.

Fu Lao thought he was afraid of strangers, so he continued, "My dear, grandpa won't hurt you. What's your name?"

Heber:

Heber's head was buzzing at this time, as if he were a mute, watching Fu Lao play a solo in front of him.

Fu Lao became more and more confused, thinking that the Heber in front of him might be mute.

"Alas~ What a really poor child. I didn't expect that not only did he lose his home, he is also mute and cannot speak."

Fu Lao sighed, shook his head and stood up to leave.

Heber was also desperate. He wanted to ask the old man in front of him a question, but he didn't understand the language.

It seemed that the only solution was to use a trick, and Heber secretly made up his mind.

Seeing that the old man was about to go out, Heber hurriedly stood up and said, "Ah, ah~ ah."

Fu Lao heard Bourne's voice and looked back.

Seeing Bourne saying "Ah, okay." while pretending to read a book.

"You want to read a book?" Fu Lao said in surprise.

Bourne nodded quickly and put on an innocent look.

"Haha, okay."

Fu Lao was obviously very happy to see Heboken communicating with him, "You rest first, I will send someone to bring you books later."

After saying that, he closed the door and left.

Walking alone in the empty corridor, the smile on Mr. Fu's face gradually disappeared, he shook his head and sighed, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

On the other hand, Heber was in a very happy mood at this time.

Although I just did something that made me feel sick, the effect was good.

"Once I learn the language here, I can understand the world. But"

Heber's murmuring voice suddenly stopped, and then he was seen taking off his shirt.

A thin layer of skin fell off the thin bones.

It seems that a football can fit into the empty belly.

But at this time, Heber's eyes were fixed on the exposed chest.

"What the hell is this?"

As he spoke, he touched the tattoo-like thing on his chest with his hand.

It looks like three separate things.

It's a bit like a pirate's skull logo, with a bug-like shape in the middle.

On both sides of it are a double-edged sword and a spear crossed with each other.

The insect was like a flame, and its body was blood red, but the other swords and spears were dim and inexplicable.