Treasure hunter, sailing on the blue sea

Under the leadership of Bernard, everyone came to a stone house in the town.

This stone house doesn't look much different from the ones around it.

Seeing this house, Baggett, who had been following them, shook his head in disgust: "I'm leaving first."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

All you could hear was the sound of his gold prosthetic legs hitting the rocks, gradually getting further away.

"This is the home of the mayor, who can also be regarded as our leader." Bernard said.

Knocked on the door.

Then a slightly rough and bright voice came from inside.

"Bernard? Come in."

After the words fell, the door was opened, and everyone saw what was going on inside.

It's no different from an ordinary room.

Everyone got in. Poluo Luo bent his waist and squeezed in reluctantly.

This so-called mayor is also a skeleton, but from the size of the skeleton, it can be seen that this skeleton must have been somewhat strong in life.

He was also wearing simple soft armor.

There is a statue of a god in the room, which should be used for prayer.

The figure wears a hood and the clothes on his body are somewhat tattered. One hand is holding a wrapped chain, and the other hand is holding a death's scythe.

Obviously it doesn't look like a normal belief.

Looking at the emblem on it, Alka felt familiar. Isn't this the divine emblem of the Tomb Man they had just seen before?

"Ah, stranger, I haven't seen you for a long time. Hello, I am the mayor here, you can just call me Code.

I hope my people didn't scare you, hahaha. "

The skeleton looked at Alka and the others and smiled.

Although you can't see their facial expressions, you can still roughly judge their emotions through their tone of voice.

"Alka, I don't pay much attention to race and appearance. I just didn't expect that there is such an island." Alka said with a smile.

"If you don't mind, can you tell us?" Lucilia asked, sitting on Alka's shoulders.

She was really curious about the island.

Hearing this, Cord nodded: "Of course, everyone, please sit down. This is not something worth hiding."

As everyone sat down, Cord scratched his skull and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, there is no tea here for the time being, please forgive me."

"Of course, I understand." Alka waved his hand and said.

Cord nodded and began to tell: "We woke up about five or six thousand years ago, and there was some chaos at that time. Later, after outsiders told and understood us, we accepted ourselves after a long period of adaptation. Identity, know the current situation of the entire world.

Of course, that era was still very chaotic.

Some of us naturally want to leave, but unfortunately, as you have also seen, there is obviously something wrong with our current state.

Although we were able to leave the island, we couldn't even get out of the vast fog on the sea. "

"Can't you get out? No wonder." Alka said, no wonder he hadn't heard of these races outside.

In other words, it is impossible for people like them who are half alive and half dead to leave the area filled with white mist.

Of course, it might be fake.

However, it is difficult for Alka to judge, so I believe it to be true for the time being.

"Will you die if you go out? Or will you be pulled back?" Lucilia asked curiously.

Bernard next to him said: "It's like dying and turning into a pile of bones, and then you will be dragged back."

After hearing this simple explanation, everyone nodded in understanding, it was easy to understand.

In other words, for thousands of years, he has lived like an undead, never sleeping, not eating or drinking, and even unable to leave this place. It's not completely crazy yet. It's wrong to think about it. Although many undead along the way seem to be in good condition, they have various mental problems.

However, these various problems seem to be understandable.

"I believe you can see along the way that my tribesmen have gradually begun to fall into madness under such torture."

Cord said suddenly.

After hearing this, everyone didn't know what to answer.

They do not understand and cannot empathize.

Not even able to say words they understand.

"Thousands of years of torture. It seemed like Bagat was outside just now? You must have been blocked by him. Please forgive him."

At this point, one can feel a bit of sadness in Cord's tone.

"His ship was full of people who were completely crazy, or almost crazy.

Not all outsiders are as friendly as you. For thousands of years, we have received many strangers.

Some are friendly like you, some treat us as monsters, some treat us as experimental subjects, some make evil remarks, and some try to purify us, but these have no other meaning except making us endure more pain. .

So his pirate groups were outside attacking all ships trying to reach the island, and we, the dead, acquiesced.

The ships that can be driven away by them cannot bear our appearance and cannot change our lives. "

With that said, the mayor stood up and said: "If you want to buy goods or harvest supplies, forgive us, there is nothing suitable here.

If you are curious about this island and want to take a look, please do not disturb these suffering people.

This island has no secrets. You can wander around as long as you don't disturb the residents. "

As he spoke, he came directly to the statue of the god and suddenly began to pray.

Seeing this scene, Bernard turned to look at everyone and made a booing gesture. Then he quietly led them out of the room and closed the door.

"Please forgive him for his rudeness. He has been under enough pressure for thousands of years, and sometimes he needs to pray to vent.

Memories are not good for him. "

Everyone nodded indifferently. The undead here were indeed somewhat mentally disturbed, and they could easily get used to it.

And this can't be called rude at all. On the contrary, these undead are a bit too polite.

Jason looked at Bernard who was speaking: "What about you, why do you feel like you are the most normal person we have met?"

On the contrary, Bernard, who had been leading them around, did not show many abnormal behaviors.

"Hahahaha, of course it is this." As he said that, he shook the fishing rod he had been carrying on his shoulder. Very proud.

“I was obsessed with fishing when I was alive, and I didn’t have many friends or even relatives at that time.

Fishing is everything to me, I live by fishing. So I was already abnormal when I was alive. What could be more abnormal when I died? "

Bernard smiled very freely.

At this time, Simon thought of something very keenly and asked: "Do the undead people who were with you before all have their own hobbies?"

Upon hearing this, Bernard stared at him with skull eyes burning with soul fire: "You are very keen, yes. Nalisa is addicted to painting, Sabog is good at sculpture, and Walli is deeply involved in dancing."

"That is to say, if you have an obsessive hobby after death, this hobby can rest on your spirit and keep your emotions in a good state.

Compared to others. "Simon said.

Bernard nodded: "Yes, you discovered it so quickly, it's really amazing.

Yes, it's a pity that only a few of us have such obsessive hobbies, and we are still addicted to them even after death.

Many people have given up in the torture of endless time, and those who have hobbies are either intact or completely crazy. "

As he spoke, he took a few people with him and slowly walked in other directions.

While walking, they chatted.

Obviously, rare outsiders like Alka have become the target of the skeleton in front of them.

He really needs some normal people to talk to and lighten his mood.

Everyone also needs to understand and not reject it at all.

“If it weren’t for these hobbies, we would have gone crazy and become pirates on a ghost ship.

So sometimes I really admire Baggett and Cord. Although they always quarrel and have different ideas, they rely on their own will, which is the most normal thing. "

"Is Baggett considered normal?" Jason asked uncertainly from the side.

"Of course, he's always been like this, doesn't it count as normal?"

Having said that, it seems to be true.

This kind of personality has been abnormal from the beginning, and it has not changed much after thousands of years. It is still an abnormal personality, doesn't it mean that it is normal instead?

It's weird, but it's true.

They soon took them to an area with many houses, but very few undead villagers coming and going.

"You can just find some houses here to live in. Of course, I think you might prefer living on your own boat.

After all, this is the residence of the undead. Although everyone was once a normal human being, many habits have changed over the past thousands of years. "

"Why are there so many empty houses here?" Xia Dai asked.

And these vacant rooms seem to be clustered together.

"It's all those crazy residents who joined the pirates, and they naturally flowed down."

"By the way, if you need to find me, you can find me at the lighthouse and port. I usually fish there.

Of course, if you need some supplies, you can also come to me. I release most of the fish I catch, so you can take them all if you want. "

After chatting for a while, Bernard, who had been taking them with him, left.

Of course, no one entered these houses to rest. After a casual look, I made sure that no one had been living here for a long time and then I backed out.

"What now? Do you want to draw a map of the island? Or do you want to leave?"

Xia Detti said as he walked towards the boats on the shore.

Hearing this, Alka couldn't help but think. He wasn't sure for a while. There must be a strange phenomenon that made this place look like this, but they had their own things to do now.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Then let's paint a picture. It's here anyway."

Besides, this island is really not big, so it is easy to walk around.

And through the special sight that can see through secrets, Alka always feels that there is some redness in the sky.

Xia Daiti nodded and started hanging out with a few people. Anyway, he had nothing to do now.

Walking, observing, and chatting.

"So why did this island become like this?" Jason asked a little strangely.

"The chaos of the environment," Julia said.

Along the way, she remained silent and relied on her own perception to sense the special features of the surrounding environment.

At least I still feel something different.

Looking at the curious eyes of everyone, he said as he walked: "It's very simple, just like the extremely weak and chaotic space in the Broken Sea before.

Here, in this foggy area, death becomes extremely weak or even disappears completely.

It is in this area that the concept of death may no longer exist. "

"In other words, you won't really die here?" Jason couldn't help but frowned and asked.

Is there anything so outrageous?

Julia shook her head: "No, you can't say that. Immortality represents the immortality of the soul, not the incorruption of the body.

When you die, your soul remains attached to your body. But your body is already dead, so when you leave this fog, you are likely to suffer the death and corruption of your body.

Death will not leave you forever, he will catch you in the right place and grab you by the throat. "

"Does that mean you become an undead like them?" Lucilia asked.

"I don't know, but it may be possible. What's more likely is that you will die completely after leaving this area, and maybe you won't come back like them."

"Don't forget, they only woke up after tens of thousands of years after death." Alka turned his head and reminded.

Who knows what this place has gone through in the past tens of thousands of years.

In other words, even if they die, they may have to wait for such a long time before they can revive again.

So basically dead or dead.

No one would risk their own death, there is no point.

"So even if the death here disappears, it won't be like them. They are bound to this area, and it must be for other reasons." Julia said, and then shook her head to express that she just Know this.

"I care more about this thing than what you said." Simon said, standing under a big tree and looking at the big tree.

Maybe it's because this area is full of deaths that can't leave, or maybe it's because of other reasons.

The plants on the island all look slightly dilapidated and dry, but they are indeed alive.

Just like the big tree in front of them, there were no green leaves on it, and it was as dry as a completely withered tree.

But it is indeed a big tree that is still alive.

"What's wrong with this thing?" Jason came over curiously and asked.

"The rebirth of death." Simon said as he climbed up the tree, and then saw a bud growing among a bunch of dry dead trees.

The shoots are about the size of a fingernail.

Looking at the young leaves, Simon had already begun to take out various equipment and began to unfold them.

"What do you mean?" Jason was a little confused.

"That was a material we needed," Alka said, recalling.

The one who needed this material was that they were currently researching a device that would allow the doll girl to possess a soul.

One of the materials they didn't know where to look for was very occult - the life of death.

Something very symbolic.

Simon goes a little deeper than he does here.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Simon cut the bud and a broken branch below, and immediately encapsulated the magic protection.

Then he put away the devices and jumped down.

"Following the voyage of destiny is indeed useful, isn't it?" Simon said with a smile as he looked at the buds in the bottle in his hand.

Alka looked at the buds in the bottle, his eyes slightly blurry, he wanted to see more.

Then he saw that the buds carried the brokenness and confrontation of death.

Life presses on death and emerges from death.

Then his eyes felt slightly sour, and Alka closed his eyes to rest for a short while.

This happens when he sees something that he cannot look at at this stage, which can be regarded as a warning.

"Then this thing..." Alka seemed to have thought of something, and a leg bone appeared in his hand.

It was the bone with the memory of death that was removed from the thigh of the undead that had emerged from the coffin.

Thinking that the undead will be resurrected, I wonder if the skeleton will be missing a leg?

"Memories after death?" Alka was a little unsure.

But he did see something similar in the bone.

Speaking, Alka and Simon looked at each other.

The strange phenomena brought about by this area may actually allow them to gain something.

Thinking of this, Alka said directly: "There may be materials we need on the island. By the way, let's pay attention and take a look around."

The few people suddenly gained some motivation and began to follow Xia Daiti while drawing the map and observing the surroundings.

Strange areas can naturally produce scarcer materials.

…

Time is passing quickly.

Alka and the others were doing boring things on the island.

"Are you ready to leave?" Bernard sat on a boulder on the shore, holding a fishing rod in his hand. He asked looking at the person next to him.

Sitting next to him were Pororo, Jason, and Juanlu.

They have the same look as Bernard.

"That's right, I might be leaving soon." Jason said.

Then he seemed to feel that a fish was about to come up, so he calmly took the fishing rod and started pulling with the fish, and then gave a fierce force.

A big fish was dragged up by him. The strength of this fish was probably around the second stage.

The moment he was dragged up, Jason took the opportunity to punch the fish unconscious and threw it into the fish box next to it.

It was a huge box filled with ice.

It was already filled with densely packed fish, all of which they had caught this time.

"It's a pity that I still have a lot of fishing skills that I haven't passed on to you." Bernard said helplessly.

It’s rare to meet someone with the same passion.

This time together was enough for him to recall for hundreds of years.

"What you taught us is enough. Let us explore the rest by ourselves." Juanlu said solemnly next to him.

"Speaking of which, are your other companions..." Bernard pointed at his skull, which was clearly conscious.

These words and actions made the three of them slightly embarrassed. They didn't know how to explain it?

"Well... maybe, or maybe they are just curious."

"Really? I haven't seen outsiders for many years, so I don't know much about the situation outside. Sorry."

"It's okay, but they do have some brain problems." Jason smiled and said nonchalantly.

At this time, the drumbeat of music came from the small port in the distance.

Hearing this voice, the three of them stood up.

"Let's take our leave now. Maybe we'll have another chance to see you again in the future."

"Of course, if you can, come up with a way to free us."