Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Shang Siting nodded.

The original hull of the "Grey Bird" was riddled with holes, but fortunately the bottom of the ship was intact and it would not sink into the sea immediately.

Under Shang Siting's "repair", more than a dozen oversized gaps were gradually repaired, leaving only a palm-sized gap, which could be barely filled with canvas, ropes, and iron nails.

The "Greybird" was temporarily saved.

The exhausted people were all sitting on the aisle in the cabin, breathing heavily.

Shang Siting's face was pale, her body was cold, and she was in poor condition.

In order to allow the "Grey Bird" to recover as much as possible, she still used her natural abilities beyond expectations.

Now, Shang Siting's hunger and spirit values ​​have dropped below 10 points, and her health value is only over 20 points, which is in danger.

"Everyone is in very bad condition, we must find a way!"

"I'm a chef, but I've already visited the warehouse of the Gray Bird, and there's not a single bit of food in it." Xia Youwei shook her head.

A ship that is extremely dilapidated is even less likely to have food reserves inside. Even if there is, it must be extremely rotten.

"I'm a doctor, but I don't have any medicine that can cure it." Li Lingzhen said anxiously.

Materials, or lack of materials.

It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. No matter how powerful their talents are, they can't display them without materials.

"A Zhan, what should we do now?" At this time, the eyes of the spirit girls all fell on Han Zhan.

Everyone was in poor condition. Although the "Grey Bird" would not sink for the time being, it had not been completely repaired. It would be too risky to forcibly go out to sea for exploration in this state... Han Zhan frowned when he thought of this.

It has been a long time since I have been in such a situation.

Be it in Blue Star, in other fruit worlds, or in the first two final lands.

The difficulty with Planet Water is that from the very beginning, when it was still in its novice stage, it created a painful chain of racial contempt.

The alien race despises the human race, which leads to a series of accidents.

Although Han Zhan and the others successfully boarded the ship and solved most of the troubles, their own side was also exhausted.

Han Zhan knew that for every minute he thought, Shang Siting's life would be in danger.

After the value fell below 20, even if the sitting position was different, the hunger value, mental value and health value were still declining.

Supplies, supplies, supplies!

How to do? !

At this time, a big wave hit, knocking the "Grey Bird" to its knees for a while. Several of the gaps that had been filled up were broken by the sea water, and the gurgling sea water poured in again.

Gong Yangjin stood up with his tired body, ready to fill the gaps again.

Suddenly, as the ship bumped, several black and round things rolled out from the room at the end.

That seems to be an ammunition depot!

……

Port of Ilamt.

The fish-man profiteer Franky happened to be sitting on the wooden railing leisurely, watching Han Zhan and the others as they drove away, the "Grey Bird" swaying in the wind and waves.

"Strange, why hasn't it fallen apart? Could it be that I misjudged the extent of its damage?"

With such damage as the "Greybird", it stands to reason that as long as four or five waves hit it, the entire hull will fall apart, and the entire ship will be swallowed by the sea.

But he was sitting here, counting on his fingers, and he had already reached the twelfth wave.

As a result, not only did the "Greybird" not fall apart, it actually seemed to be stronger.

What is this scenario?

"Franky, you can't do it either. You can't even handle a few new human adventurers. It seems that I have to take action."

A voice sounded from behind, and Fox, the sailor of the Nightcrawler who had threatened Han Zhan and the others before, walked over boldly.

Both were fishmen, but Fox was much taller than Franky, and the scales on his body were also brighter, glowing with a faint silver light.

This is the difference between lv70 and lv40.

"Fox, you?" Frankie glanced at him suspiciously, "You are just a sailor of the Nightcrawler, how can you be the boss of our captain?"

"This is why you can only become a profiteer, but I can become a sailor of the Nightcrawler."

Fox glanced at the former and said in a relaxed tone.

The "Night Walker" is not some unknown little Karami. It can be seen from the fact that its sailors are all level 70. It can be seen that the overall strength of the "Night Walker" is still there.

The "Night Walker" does have quite a reputation in this sea area, and no one wants to provoke it too much.

Fox continued: "This time I was responsible for purchasing supplies at the Port of Ilamt. When I returned, I could have lied and claimed that the purchased supplies had been plundered by those humans driving warships."

"In this way, with the money to purchase supplies, we can frame them and let the 'Night Walker' destroy their ship."

"Isn't this killing two birds with one stone?"

After hearing Fox's plan, Franky clicked his tongue twice and backed away tactically.

On his dull, dead face, his eyes rolled, "Is this really possible?"

"It doesn't matter if he can do it or not, inferior races like humans should be completely wiped out from the star field!" The Fox fishman opened its mouth, revealing a row of sharp teeth inside, and growled.

Suddenly, his roar stopped.

"What is that?" Sailor Fox of the Night Walker raised his head and looked into the distant sky.

There was a small pitch-black dot there, which kept enlarging, enlarging, and enlarging in his eyes.

"Fuck, it's a cannonball! Run!" Franky, the murloc profiteer, shouted in fright and turned around to flee.

But the next second, shells fell next to him.

boom!

A loud noise was heard, and a small gap was blown out of the dock of Ilamt Port.

Franky, who was injured by the fragments of a broken bullet, covered his bleeding abdomen and looked at the sea with wide eyes in disbelief.

He saw that the "Grey Bird", which had been washed away by the waves, actually turned its bow and headed towards his side of Ilamt Port again!

Franky suddenly realized a problem.

Was that cannonball just fired from the "Grey Bird"?

What do they want to do.

Could it be that they want to plunder Ilamt Port? !

When he thought of this, Franky's face instantly turned ugly, "Damn it, Fox, you crow mouth, you..."

He turned his head and was about to curse a few more words.

It was seen that Fox had completely lost his life, and the black cursed seal aura was constantly emanating from his body.

Franky opened his mouth in surprise.

He subconsciously looked at himself and realized that his body was also stained with a curse and seal shrouded in black mist.

This is actually a cannonball with special properties? !

When he was about to die, he seemed to hear Han Zhan's voice echoing on the sea, like an angry thunder.

"fire!"