Escape in the interstellar game world

Chapter 17 Trading
In the middle of the night, the little boy opened his eyes amidst the snoring of the fat uncle, and twisted his hands to quickly break free of the ropes around his wrists.

She carefully climbed down from the end of the bed, opened the hatch and slipped into her own cabin. With her hands and feet, she neatly rolled cotton into a cylinder and stuffed it into her ear canal. Finally, she completely sealed her ear with wax, completely blocking out the sound from the outside world.

Zhou Tang touched the loaded flintlock gun inserted into his waist again, and slowly walked towards the bottom of the ship with the oil lamp in hand.

Cheng Mu, who was already at the scene, had plugged his ears before going to bed while everyone was inadvertently taking advantage of them. He also took off his robe and wrapped it around his head, as if to keep strangers away.

Xiaoxing and his wife asked him a few questions, but received no answer, so they thought he had fallen asleep early.

The baron glanced at Cheng Mu, his eyes full of ridicule.

Cheng Mu's force made him fearful, but Cheng Mu's behavior made him despise him.

A treacherous thing.

At the same time as last night, low-pitched chanting came from the direction of the slave group, and the crew member who had been guarding the cage all night frowned and stood up and asked, "What's going on? What are you muttering about? You think you haven't been tortured enough. ?"

Full of malice, coming towards you.

The slaves stared at the crew with cold eyes, and spontaneously and slowly separated a path. A strange dark red pattern appeared on the bulkhead of the ship. In front of the pattern, a middle-aged woman sat cross-legged with an indifferent expression.

The crew member's eyes widened and he pointed his finger at her. But before he opened his mouth and shouted, he swayed from side to side twice as if he was drunk, and finally fell to the ground unwillingly.

Upon seeing this, the baron gently held the wound on his stomach and slowly crawled towards the group of slaves to the middle-aged woman.

He was extremely pious and "asked the Supreme God to help me heal my pain."

Someone in the slave group said unwillingly, "Why? This man watched us being tortured and interrogated by the pirates. Witch, we can't trust him. He is with the pirates."

"His wife and children are as cold-blooded as him, and none of their nobles are kind."

"We are far away from the city, but they are still not willing to spare us. He will also harm us."

"Yes, letting him join will only blaspheme our supreme god. It is better to let him sink into the endless sea with the pirates and be buried in the belly of the sea monster."

The middle-aged woman glanced at the speaker, then turned her gaze to the baron, and the pressure fell on the baron.

She had never really believed in the Baron. They originally wanted to die together with the pirates, but the appearance of the Baron changed things.

Who wants to die if he can live?

The baron covered the wound on his stomach with his hand and adjusted himself to a slightly more comfortable posture, "Those pirates don't take me seriously. My injuries were caused by them, but the kid who hurt me is still here every day." Dangling in front of me.

If I didn't have the communication with their Pirate King in my hand, and the Pirate King believed that I would provide him with beneficial information, they would have killed me long ago.

As for my wife and children, I am willing to sacrifice them to the Siren to atone for my sins. "

The Baron discovered a few days ago that his wife and children had changed and become more and more unfamiliar to him. Even the wife and children who relied on him for survival were bossing him around, disrespecting him, ridiculing him, and rejecting him wantonly.

He said words that he couldn't understand, as if he was possessed by a demon. He pretended to be the same kind as them with difficulty. Fortunately, his wife and children were possessed by demons and had no thoughts of their own. He said a few words and provoked at will. After a few words, the devil acted in the direction he expected.

In the end, his dream came true. Although he paid a heavy price, he came to the cage, met the witch, and there was a deal between the two.

If he gets the treasure in the hands of the witch in front of him, he can change his wife and have children again.Sure enough, the slaves who heard these words looked at each other, unable to understand that the baron could even abandon his wife and children who were close to him. Can such a cruel person really cooperate?
The baron lowered his eyes, covering up the coldness in his eyes, "They are my closest people, and it is my honor to dedicate them to the greatest god. If possible, I would rather stay by the god's side and dedicate my life to him." everything."

The slave didn't know for a moment whether this was because the baron was too cold-blooded or because he was passionate about being able to devote himself to the gods.

But there is no doubt that no slave could do this.

The middle-aged woman slowly stretched out her hand, and the baron changed his position from sitting paralyzed to kneeling under the woman's outstretched hand.

The slave's intermittent chanting sounded again, and the baron felt a strange power enter his body. His body felt indescribably comfortable, and the pain in his stomach was completely relieved.

During the day, he secretly opened his clothes to check the wound. The wound healed quickly. He thought that the treasure was really powerful. It shouldn't stay among the witches and the remote country. It should be in his hands. He could do things with the help of the treasure. Great things happen.

At this time, in the other corner of the cage, Cheng Mu slowly pulled off the clothes covering his head and looked at the slave and the baron with half-squinted eyes. Unexpectedly, the young boy guessed it right. After the sound was isolated, he would no longer be heard. Bewitch.

Because his ears were blocked, Cheng Mu couldn't hear the conversation between them, but he could barely distinguish the expressions of the slaves, which seemed not to be friendly. The honeymoon period of the previous two days seemed to have been frozen by the baron's indifference during the day. .

It seems that the relationship between them is not unbreakable, but due to the Baron's brainwashing, the relationship between them has become harmonious again.

At this time, Zhou Tang, who was at the corner, also saw the same scene, and at the same time, he also saw the guarding crew members falling to the ground.

What frightened her was that it seemed that the power of the witches and the others had become stronger again. The night before, she felt strange only when she stepped onto the lowest floor, but today it was unusual to even reach the penultimate floor.

Her eyes fell on the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman was plain-looking and inconspicuous among the crowd, which was not in line with the legend about the ugly face of a witch.

The strange patterns behind her flickered brightly and darkly, making the baron and slaves look horrifying.

The real atmosphere team arrived and the weirdness descended.

Suddenly, the witch's gaze shot straight towards Zhou Tang. The gaze seemed to be carrying countless ice arrows, and a cold chill enveloped her whole body.

The gazes of the baron and the slaves followed.

Zhou Tang had already rehearsed the scene of being discovered.

The hand holding the oil lamp behind her back moved leisurely to the front of her body. She steadily walked around the fallen crew member and walked to the cage.

The baron said in surprise, "It's you!" Only then did he see the person clearly.

"Why isn't she asleep?" He quickly turned around and asked anxiously. For three consecutive nights, he witnessed many impossibilities.

Now there was an anomaly, which made him hate the feeling of things being out of control.

The witch stood up and walked towards Zhou Tang. From under Zhou Tang's half-long curly hair that she deliberately lifted up, she could see her ears sealed with wax.

"Her ears are sealed." The witch's voice was hoarse, like gravel rolling over her ears, making people very uncomfortable.

Zhou Tang held up a notebook at this time and saw that it read, 'He is not a good collaborator!What do you think of me? '

(End of this chapter)