Fairy’s Box

The Blackbeard Fleet was moored in the high seas near the Parliament Island. The blue sea was full of black sails, and the intertwined ship shadows stained the sea like ink stains. Large areas of the sea have been divided and occupied by large and small fleets headed by the four pirate groups.

The huge combined fleet spreads for dozens of nautical miles and stretches as far as the eye can see. The sea leveled by ships is full of supply ships and merchant ships full of ants.

Just after Yale issued a summoning order in the name of the commander-in-chief of the combined fleet, the pirate groups registered in the mysterious sea received orders and began to assemble one after another.

The other three big pirate groups rushed to the vicinity of the Pirate Council with a lot of face - it's not good if you don't want to give face. The Pirate Council is their common interest. If you don't protect this layer of tiger skin, there will be no legitimate reason to exploit the bottom pirates in the future.

Faced with the first summoning order, most of the pirates were full of fresh curiosity and apprehension. While looking forward to the big news, they secretly prayed that they would not be affected.

As they expected, the big pirate Blackbeard really announced a big news.

He said in the latest parliamentary speech that weapons of mass destruction are hidden in the islands of the Ghost Islands in the uncharted waters, which is very likely to threaten the security of the surrounding waters.

Then, the black-haired knight presented "conclusive evidence" to the parliament - a small tube of acacia powder.

Although the ingredient is acacia powder, the smell is acacia powder, and the color and texture are all acacia powder, but now it has a terrifying new name - undead virus.

Hearing this unheard of mysterious weapon, all the members of the Pirate Council were dumbfounded, and then Yale proved the danger of this terrifying weapon with practical actions.

The salted fish were the first to play, yes, the tragic undead fish that were so weak that even the fishmongers could catch them at will.

The black-haired knight had originally sent them to an uninhabited deserted island for "retirement", but now that the situation has changed, they have arranged a new identity for this group of salted fish - the victims of the undead virus.

In front of a group of high-level pirates, the big salted fish headed was weeping bitterly, with a very rhythmic cry, telling the tragic experience of himself and his companions, the meaning is almost like this:

"We originally lived in the east of the Uncharted Sea, with plenty of plumbing and food and few natural enemies, and life was boundless."

"One day, the ghost ship suddenly dived, and the horror was cruel and merciless, and it released a highly poisonous scourge to the world."

"Toxins enter the body and destroy the corpse, and the food has no sweet taste and can't sleep."

"One day the fish will be turned over, and there will be countless days of confusion."

"Wake up and turned into a salted fish body, sour and smelly."

"Have pity on my old grandmother, and then passed out for countless days."

"It's a shame that ghost island is too insidious, and the sea cage ignites the volcano."

"I want to keep my mouth shut and get things done. My father was burned into a charcoal grilled fish. This hatred is even more difficult to fill."

"Although our bodies are broken, we are still strong, and we escaped from our homes and went to the seaside."

"From now on, use a hook to wear your lips, and remember that hatred never ends!"

In fact, their mouths were pierced by a group of fishmongers, and turning into salted fish has nothing to do with ghost islands, and the content of their cry is even more empty-how can the fish remember what their parents look like, they are all scattered Those who grew up with free-range breeding by luck are even less likely to have such high-end kinship with grandparents.

But it doesn't matter, all of this is just to make Ghost Island take the blame.

It doesn't matter if it's a fact or not, as long as the people sitting in the Pirate House believe it's a fact, even temporarily, it's enough for Yale.

"It's... such a thing! What do they want to do? Turn us into salted fish too?"

"It's really inhuman, they don't even let fish?"

"Even fish will become undead, let alone us."

Some of the war madmen consciously understood the meaning of Blackbeard, and others with insufficient IQ also joined in, and the venue was soon filled with bursts of clamor.

Yalei knew that a few salted fish alone were not enough to be conclusive evidence, so he let the remaining witnesses appear one after another, including a paralyzed patient, a corpse with no life fluctuations, and a rotting, stench-like undead.

"After being infected with the undead virus, the victim will feel weakness in the limbs, general paralysis, and intermittent pain. Then a little bit loses the ability to control the body, and within three to five days, the victim will be paralyzed, and the body will rot and ooze pus. "

While introducing the toxicity of the undead virus, the black-haired knight quickly walked down the marble stairs and came to the bald patient who was pale and dazed.

Ka-!

Reaching out his hand, he tore off the white hospital gown on his body, and showed the broken body that exuded an odor, was covered with festering sores, and was dripping with green juice, and showed it to everyone without reservation.

"hiss--!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of gasping for air one after another in the parliament hall.

"Why does his symptoms look like late syphilis?"

A certain Pirate Senator, who is well-informed, has sharp eyes, and may have hidden meanings, stared directly at the patient's lower body covered with hard flesh, and made a questioning voice.

"Yes, this friend is right, it is very similar to late syphilis."

When Yale heard this, he gave the other party a thumbs up, and continued to talk nonsense without blushing or panting:

"But this is still the initial symptoms. If this toxin is allowed to erode, the body function of the victim will continue to decline. In severe cases, even the ability to breathe will be lost, and eventually death will be very, very painful."

As he spoke, he suddenly pointed to the congressman who spoke just now, and said solemnly:

"If you have suspected symptoms now, then it may not be syphilis, it may be this undead virus, and it will be horrific if it is allowed to break out."

"Then what?"

The pirate councilor suddenly panicked, looked at him nervously, and glanced at the sick number that had rotted into a "rotten person". His face suddenly became extremely pale, as if it would turn into a piece of paper and fly away at any time.

"Don't worry, there is still a cure for this virus in the early stage. Hurry up to my ship now and find my ship doctor Nancy. She has a way to help you curb the disease." The black-haired knight pointed out a "kindness" to the other party. way of life.

"Good good!"

The congressman was already frightened. Hearing his instructions, he immediately left his seat as if flying, holding his pants, his legs were widely forked, and he jumped towards the exit in a posture similar to that of an ape.

"Quick, quick! The sooner you get treatment, the better your chance of healing!"

Yale kept yelling at his back, making the opponent run faster and faster, and his posture became more and more awkward.

When the figure of the other party completely left the parliamentary hall, he retracted his gaze and sneered in his heart - this patient is a fake made of green paint in the late stage of severe syphilis. Since you can see it, you can't stay here.

"We continue to introduce the virus."

The black-haired knight put the torn rag back on the patient, turned back to the seats of the members, pointed to the corpse and introduced:

"After being infected with the virus, you will die within a week at most, and there is a high chance of turning into an undead after death - a dirty, ugly, low-level undead with no intelligence at all. The salted fish who just spoke is a special case among the infected. There are tens of thousands of tuna out of this one, you better not take chances."

"Mr. Commander."

Another pirate councilor stood up, pointed to the glass test tube on his finger, and asked hesitantly:

"If the thing in your hand is the undead virus, how did you get it? Or, what evidence do you have to prove that it is the undead virus?"

"Isn't the answer right in front of you, it's all due to this group of undead fish, and these virus powders also come from their bodies. But for the details, we can ask the undead on Ghost Island to find out."

Yalei immediately changed the topic and threw all the doubts on the salted fish and the island of the dead. In addition, the new topic was highly controversial, so the transfer was very successful.

"What? Negotiate with the undead?"

The Pirate Council was filled with an uproar, as if the lid of a boiling boiler was instantly opened, and the words of everyone spread like steam. The noisy discussion continued for a long time before it subsided a little. Several members of the Congress stood up from their seats and asked in a row:

"Look at the group of undead and ask, what does this mean?"

"You set up a combined fleet, do you just want to negotiate peacefully with those dead people?"

"If they do have weapons of mass destruction, what are you going to get from him?"

The black-haired knight stood in the center of the storm of speech, laughing without saying a word, and only answered their questions one by one after the noise in the parliament hall completely disappeared and the silence was restored:

"I mean, with the readiness for war, there is a level of negotiation. I'll take our fleet during the negotiation process and ask them to explain what happened before, and investigate weapons of mass destruction at the same time. authenticity.”

"Who will negotiate? Who can communicate with the dead?"

"That group of dead bones will definitely kill our messenger!"

"Your Excellency Commander, we need war, use our artillery and fleet to raze Ghost Island!"

The Pirate Senators banged on the stone table in front of them and shouted again.

"Quiet!"

Yale's voice broke out suddenly, and the sound wave shook the air to form a ring of ripples visible to the naked eye, sweeping from the position where he was standing to the entire council hall, and the shrill voices in the space were suddenly cleared.

"I will take my subordinates and personally go to Ghost Island to meet the high-level undead. The combined fleet will be used as a means for our Pirate Alliance to show our strength, and we will fight immediately if necessary."

Taking advantage of this gap, the black-haired knight directly stated his plan, and the other pirate councilors were stunned for a while.

"Bring the combined fleet... to negotiate?" The other three big pirates were silently chewing on his intentions.

"War is the continuation of politics, not the purpose. I am gathering the fleet to increase the bargaining chips. The high-level undead of the ghost island are not fools. After we show our will to resist, we may make a certain degree of compromise—— At least some truth can be verified."

"What if the negotiation fails and is rejected?" a certain congressman asked bitterly.

"If it fails."

Yale swept his gaze across the entire council room, and replied word by word, "If necessary, my subordinates and I will fight on the front line, and you can act cheaply according to the situation."