Immortal Journey

In fact, this person has his eyes on my boat!

Raleigh groaned.

Roger showed that he was very satisfied with his ship, almost couldn't put it down, and asked about such and such things from time to time.

"Roger, I want to ask you a question, and you must answer it truthfully." Raleigh said seriously.

Roger was gripping the rudder excitedly, and the rudder turned in circles under his movement.Hearing Lei Li's words, he turned his head, blinked his small eyes, and waited for Lei Li's next words.

Raleigh asked seriously: "How many crew members do we have now?"

"Three!" Roger raised three fingers and shook in the air, smiling brightly, showing his big white teeth.

"There are only three people? What are you kidding?!" Rayleigh yelled, and regretted it deeply afterwards, thinking that he was in a thief's boat.

Strange, did someone say this about getting on a pirate ship before?

After parting with Roger, Immortal went to the commercial street for shopping.

He made a list carefully and decided to buy everything on it back.

Originally, all the things he recorded could be changed, but he felt that it was a bit too sorry for the vendors, so he honestly made Bailey to buy.

But the strange thing is that he didn't buy anything with Bailey.

He hit the wall several times in a row.It wasn't until a well-meaning merchant explained to him that he didn't know that it wasn't that the merchants didn't like Bailey, but that it had something to do with the customs of this island.

On this island - Samir, the daily currency is Pele, but during the Poseidon Festival, the use of Pele is prohibited.

Pele is the common currency circulating in the world. It is linked to gold, and it also represents money and a symbol of wealth.But for the gods they believe in, money is an unclean existence.

So during the festival, they used a special kind of white shell as currency, so that they could remain humble to the gods without delaying their commercial trade.

Among them, the whiter the white shell, the higher its value.

Aren't shells, precious metals and banknotes all symbols of value given by people?What's the difference?Undead is a bit unclear.

"Can I trouble you to give me a white shell like that?"

Seeing Bushi's handsome appearance, the owner of the shop felt good about him, and handed over a beautiful white shell, "During the festival, only this kind of currency made of white shells circulated on our island. There is a place to exchange white coins in front. You can exchange it with Bailey."

Undead carefully observed the white shell with this characteristic over and over again, and then returned the white shell to the merchant.

"No need." He smiled, clenched and opened his hands, and a white shell lay quietly in his palm.

The white coin was exactly the same as the one the vendor handed him, even the pattern on it was the same.

"This..." The vendor was dumbfounded.

The chief culprit of inflation - Immortality.

"Ahem, this is not acceptable. I don't know how you did it, my guest. The number of white coins on our island is fixed, and there is no purchasing power on other islands. You do this..."

Apparently Immortal was also aware of this.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Immortal clasped his hands together and destroyed the white shell, "I didn't pay attention to this matter."

The festival is limited to this island, and it may radiate to the surroundings, but after all, it is an island, whether it is population or commercial activities, it is not very developed. If he makes too many white shells, it will inevitably cause chaos.

Festivals should be happy days.

Therefore, Immortal exchanged the Baileys he made for some white shells, bought some food, water and some daily necessities, although he can make those things now, but in the end he gave the white coins exchanged by those vendors.

There is a difference between something you make yourself and something you buy with money.

He paid a deposit in advance, negotiated with the vendors, and delivered the goods to the dock.He thought that Roger should be hungry, so he called Roger to eat.

When they arrived at the pier, Immortal found Roger by smell. This boy who was taller and stronger than him was talking with another person.

"Roger, what are you doing? Is the new ship ready?" Immortal approached.

Hearing the undead voice, Roger returned a smile: "The boat is found, not only that, but I also found a new partner." After speaking, he also put his arms around Lei Li's shoulders: "This is Lei Li, it looks like Just a reliable person, I want him to be my mate."

"This is immortal and my first crew member."

"Hi, I'm Raleigh."

The two exchanged names, briefly introduced themselves, and then chatted about the voyage.

They were chatting enthusiastically, when a fisherman returned from a distance, saw them still on the boat, and shouted loudly.

"Hey! Are you still going to the central square? The festival is about to begin."

"Ji Ceremony, it sounds very interesting. Then let's go and see it too! How about it?" Roger rubbed his chin with great interest and suggested.

"Okay." Immortal nodded.

"It's so troublesome, I finally managed to have a nap..." Actually, it was almost evening now.

"Let's find a place to live first, and we'll go to the festival after packing up."

They found a hotel to stay together. There are quite a lot of hotels here, which seem to be specially set up for people from various islands.

The layout of the hotel room is very unique, and there are some unique patterns in the details. Immortal took out the patterns in his memory to compare, and the difference is very big, which shows that his memory has nothing to do with this place.

Rayleigh and Undead packed up first, went downstairs in advance, and waited for Roger. During this time, they chatted with the proprietress of the hotel.

Lei Li is a very talkative person. Immortal watched him talk to each other, coaxing the proprietress into trembling.

"Hey, boys, you are outsiders, I don't think you look like you are from the nearby islands."

"Yes, we are the sea..." Lei Li covered his mouth without dying for a second.

The blond-haired man pulled himself away and said haha: "We are adventurers at sea..."

He pretended to mention casually: "I think this island is preparing for a celebration?"

"Ham, it's more like a festival than a celebration. In order to celebrate the birthday of God Chiara, the god who protects our archipelago, the festival will last for seven days every year. We will present the best Bless him."

"I think back then my old man and I also wanted to take an instant trip. In the end, we experienced a storm. If it weren't for the blessing of Chiara, my old man and I might not be able to come back. Thank you Qi Lord Yara."

When Roger arrived, Rayleigh bid farewell to the proprietress, and they went out together.

"Aren't we pirates?" After going out, Immortal asked Raleigh with a puzzled expression.

"Yes, we are indeed, but they are just ordinary people, there is no need for them to know our identities." Lei Li patted Immortal's head lightly, "And, with our present appearance, who would believe that we are pirates? What about? How about hiding your identity and enjoying the celebration.”

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Immortal covered his head and said, "Okay."

They began to move towards the center of the town, not only them, but everyone around them also rushed towards the square in the center of the town.

"The Great Witch is about to perform the sacrificial dance!" Such excited shouts were mixed in the noisy crowd.

Roger originally walked forward with the flow of people, but there were too many people, Roger tried his best to dodge, and finally bumped into someone.

But what was strange was that others were walking forward, but this man walked against the flow of people, and his attire was also very strange - he was covered with a white robe and his face was tightly covered.

Looking at the figure, it seems to be a woman.

Before Roger could say anything, she inexplicably stuffed a note into her hand. She moved very quickly, as if bumping into a person and stuffing a note. Soon she disappeared into the crowd .

Roger unfolded the note, on which was written a strange word: God will die.

"Who is it?" Bu Si read the note with a puzzled expression on his face.

Festivals should be happy, why would someone make such remarks to spoil people's happiness.

With the sound of drumming, the ceremony kicked off.