A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

There's no way, if someone from Gulingting goes to the airline to make a report casually, his immediate superior will take it seriously. If the reporter still has a certain social status, his job will probably fail.

"It's just a fart!" The Gringing Court passenger was furious, "Let that pariah come to my room to apologize, otherwise you will all suffer!"

The flight attendant looked terrified. She wanted to hide behind the flight attendant, but the latter looked at her helplessly.

"If you want a better experience, why don't you take a more advanced passenger ship?" Carlosson said suddenly, holding a beer glass.

The Gulingting passenger looked and found a young man as thin as iron and as pale as paper.

This is also the characteristic of the lower class people - even if they are dressed like dogs, the malnourished face can be seen as the dregs who have come out of the slums, Gringing Court moths.

However, even if it is scum and moths, he still has to give a little face so as not to cause too many conflicts, otherwise, he may not be able to take advantage of a lawsuit in Gulingting.

The Gringing Ting passenger said: "If it wasn't for the fact that this is the fastest flight to Terntan these days, who would want to be crammed into a cold and wet cabin with a bunch of untouchables? There isn't even fresh fruit. Meat is like pig food!"

This remark annoyed the other passengers, many of them glared at him, but there were two tall servants standing behind the Gulingting passengers, so no one dared to speak.

"However, it's useless for you to be in a hurry," Carlosson said, and then looked at the flight attendant, "How long will it take me to arrive in the city that never sleeps given the delayed takeoff time?"

"After the strong wind passes, it will take about ten days... It will take a week to reach Tyrntan, but guest, we may bypass Hurricane Island after arriving in Tyrntan..."

Carolson was taken aback and asked, "Why?"

"A curse-ravaged plague is breaking out in the city that never sleeps, so..."

"Why didn't you say it when you set sail?" Carolson frowned.

A curse is different from a virus. It does not spread overnight. It needs various prerequisites to infect new individuals. It is not entirely material, but may also be memetic.

Among the cases dealt with by the epidemic doctor, the more typical one is a "joke" curse, which will make the target fall into intermittent laughter after listening to the infected person's narration of the "joke", and then spread the joke spontaneously.At first, this "joke" was not fatal, but as the audience increased, the "joke" was gradually translated into multiple languages, and various media transmission methods were also derived. In the process of accumulating infected people, the "joke" "'s "laughing point" is also decreasing, again and again, until the infected person dies in a fit of laughter.

Therefore, it is generally not the case that the curse will suddenly develop into a plague just four days after he set foot on the ship.Moreover, he remembered that the mainstream religion of Hurricane Island was the Sun Cult, so how could he let the evil curse that was evil in nature be rampant?

"The situation was not serious at that time, the curse was only spreading in a small area, and I heard it was well controlled," the flight attendant explained, "so we didn't adjust the course in advance, but yesterday we received a telegram saying that the city that never sleeps may Locked down for half a month."

"Can I log in from other places?"

"There are several villages and towns on the west side of Hurricane Island, but to get to the city that never sleeps in the east, you have to climb over the mountains. The traffic there is inconvenient, and it happened to be occupied by rioting slaves..."

Caroline had a headache.

At this time, there was a humming sound other than the whistling wind in the sky.Surrounded by more than a dozen small airships, a large ship hangs high in the sky, the turbines tearing violent air currents, and the air bandit flag on the mast is clearly visible.

"Air robber..." Carlosson sighed in relief.

Beyond the boundary of Floating Star Sea, air bandits are as inexhaustible as weeds—you can’t survive honest farming, and you can only make a living by shorting and stealing a ticket.

The total coastline of this outpost island is less than 400 kilometers, and there is no garrison. Apart from more than 100 town residents, there are only more than [-] hunters and explorers who need to enter the twisted forest, plus a few small boats that can float on the foggy river .

The outpost and the Twisted Forest are close at hand, but when you look at it, it's like looking at a huge peak without end: the twisted roots covered with moss extend in the gray fog, and the lighthouse illuminates the blurred and huge phantom, The empty pirate flag is displayed under the phantom.

There are too many hiding places in the Twisted Forest, many of which are used by the Air Bandits as secret lairs.The air bandits plundered the surrounding business brigades. If mercenaries and troops came to destroy them, they would go straight to the depths of the dense forest and wait for a few weeks to continue doing business after the limelight passed.For this reason, the air bandits around the Twisted Forest are all masters of survival.

Three airships descended, and more than 20 bandits with knives and guns jumped out of them.

Two other small passenger ships and a small merchant ship were also forced to land on the island, adding up to about 500 people.

However, the ship did not take off, nor was it equipped with naval guns, and even the guards on board did not have any heavy firepower.

Under the overlook of the empty pirate ship, they are a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

What surprised Carlos was that the moment the air robbers arrived, the mayor of the town brought a few men to transport two trucks of supplies that had been prepared earlier.

"Old rules!" The little leader of the air bandits smiled and gestured at the mayor.

"Hey, yes, hey..." the mayor promised, and took out a few crumpled banknotes from the pockets sewn into the cotton coat, "Recently, the town's income is lacking. Before you came, there was a team of air robbers collecting taxes." ’, so there is only one…”

"Bring it to you!" The little boss snatched the banknotes, spit a couple of mouthfuls, and kicked the mayor away, "Bah, poor ghost, hehehehe, today is not bad, I met a wave of fat sheep."

The mayor who was kicked away was not angry, he fled happily as if he had been pardoned.

The town's hunters and explorers looked on coldly, no one came to do justice, and the air robbers would not plunder their wealth, they knew each other.

"What are you doing, you dare to take off my clothes, sir, don't snatch them! Fucking dogs, fucking bastards! Do you know who you are robbing now? I am a person of the Gulingting San Bisu City Government Deputy Director of the Ministry of Labor Management! As long as you dare to touch me, Gulingting's warship will ride on your face the next day! You two sons of a bitch, what are you doing, let me kill him!" the crew of Gulingting Immediately scolded the servants around him.

"I don't recommend you to fight against the air bandits, they just want money." The servant spread his hands, "We accept your employment mainly to protect your personal safety, and we have the right to give priority to our own safety in the face of force majeure .”

"Aren't you superhumans? What should I feed you for?" the Gulingting crew shouted angrily.

"Snapped."

The little leader of the Air Pirates slapped him across the face, and said, "Gu Ling Ting, master, you have such great authority!"

The crew of Gulingting was obviously stunned. Before he could react, his teeth flew into the sky again.

"Snapped!"

"Kill me, I'm so scared!"

"I'm a citizen of Gullingting, you can't..."

"Snapped!"

"Extraordinary, so mighty!"

His slap caused dense rashes and pustules to appear on the skin of the Gringing Court passengers, which was truly frightening.

"I, I can give you money..."

"Money? Don't tell me I won't grab it, are you insulting my career?!"

"You, what are you doing in a daze, you don't come to help, you don't want to be promoted!" The passenger in Gulingting looked at the crowd.

"Oh? There's someone else coming with you?" The little air bandit leader stretched out his hand to signal, and the crowd dispersed. Immediately, there were several passengers with different costumes and temperaments from others. There were men and women. His eyes lit up, " Tsk, not bad..."

The two air thieves chatted in a low voice:

"Who is Gu Lingting?"

"Fool, Gu Lingting is a place name! The Explorer's Guild that often besieged us came from Gu Lingting!"

"Yeah—" The little boss of the air robber compared the last female guest in Gulingting Court with the flight attendant, she looked petite, fresh and pleasant.

"Please don't do this," the flight attendant suddenly stopped the air robber's arm, "I understand the rules! As long as you pay the money, you won't kidnap anyone!"

However, the air robber waved her arm and knocked her to the ground: "Fuck, do you still want to control Lao Tzu's rules? Sooner or later, we and his wild fire and air robbers will settle the accounts. Let's see who the hell is." He is the king of the Twisted Jungle!" He roared, "Everyone hand over the money, all the women show their faces, stand in the open space for me, don't try to play tricks!"

The crowd obeyed obediently, and no one dared to resist. The empty pirate ship above his head was like a sharp arrow hanging between his eyebrows, capable of slaughtering everyone at any time.

Other airships also jumped off the Air Pirates, controlling passenger ships and merchant ships to prevent them from taking off.

"You, money!" An air thief walked up to Carloson with an iron basin.

"How many?"

"Dang!" Kong Pirate hit Carlosson's stomach with an iron basin, and the young man crouched instantly.

The air bandit grabbed his ear and said, "How much do you want to ask? All! I want all of them! Believe it or not, I'll strip your clothes off, you idiot who is full of chicken manure!!!"

Carlosson took out the wallet from his trouser pocket, and the robber snatched it, and found a photo from a handful of banknotes: "Tsk, what a beautiful girl, who is she?"

"Fiancee, she's at home, so she didn't follow." Carolson replied honestly.

The air thief glanced at the crowd of women, and the pretty ones had changed from crying to desperate struggles, and were forcibly snatched onto the airship.

"Tsk, what a pity," he patted Carlosson's face, "Next time, remember better and bring the female family with you, do you hear me?"

It took less than half an hour to ransack the audience. The air robbers were familiar with the techniques and the crew cooperated seamlessly. Facing the cries of the kidnapped women, their male companions bowed their heads as if they hadn't heard it.

"Drive away those boats, and then bring Gu Lingting's buddies with you. What a meat ticket, you can pay a high price for someone to redeem!" the little leader of the air bandit ordered.

He kicked the impotent Gringing Court passenger who fell to the ground. The latter was covered with abscesses and was bleeding out disgusting juice. His five fingers showed jagged gaps and inserted them on the other's cheek. The yellow blood under the other's blood vessels Green toxins poured into his body, and he seemed to have eaten something tonic, enjoying it all over his face.

Carlosson saw at a glance that the little leader of the air bandit was using the subject's flesh and blood as a petri dish for some kind of tiny creature, using the vitality of the Gulingting passengers to grow it, and then absorbing it in turn to strengthen himself.

The deputy director of Gulingting did not die, but unless he was treated at a high price, his scars would be ugly, his muscles would atrophy, and he would have to rely on wheelchairs and crutches for the rest of his life.

He followed the team of air robber hostages.

An air thief pushed him away, brandished a machete, and put his pistol on Caroson's forehead: "I didn't let you follow, and I'm rushing to find death, right? If you want to die, I will help you now!"

"You don't want people from Gulingting..." Caroson murmured.

"Are you with them?" Kong Pirate stared at the thin, pale man, who looked malnourished, how could he be with them?

"No, no, but I am a citizen of Gulingting..."

His obedience attracted bursts of laughter from the air bandits:

"Hahahahaha, picked up a silly fork!"

"Boss, don't kill him yet, just bring him into the boat, I want to have fun with this little boy!"

The little leader of the air bandits also found it ridiculous. He walked over and asked, "What do you do, and how much is the ransom worth?"

"Boss! This guy is a poor man. There is not much money in his wallet except for the messy cards, but the photo of his fiancee makes me want to stop. How about letting his woman come here to accompany us for a few months and redeem him with his body? !"

Carlosson smiled embarrassingly: "I'm a doctor, and I really don't have much money..."

The little leader of the air bandit's eyes lit up: "Doctor? Can you treat injuries?"

"I know a little bit about surgery and internal medicine. I majored in pharmacology in medical school, and I am more interested in plants..."

"Boss! We found a treasure!" A simple-minded empty bandit laughed, "Isn't the chief of the group worrying about a ship's doctor?"

"Come on," another monkey-cheeked air thief taunted, "This idiot is as stupid as you, and he can also heal wounds? Don't let him saw off your head when you get shot in the arm someday!"

"Hahahaha-"

The little leader of the air robber said: "You, follow up. As for whether you have real skills, we will talk about it later. If you are really a fool..."

Carlosson immediately put aside the responsibility, and said seriously: "I'm not a fool. When I was in college, my grades in professional courses were the first in my grade every year."

"Hahahahaha——" Carlosson's words made the air bandit laugh even more, "He's just stupid in reading!"

"Shut up!" The little air bandit leader glared at everyone. He personally escorted Carlosson, but he didn't use any ropes or shackles. "Follow!"

The hostages were sent to the "seat ship" of the air robbers, a warship that accommodated more than a hundred air robbers, and were locked in the prison in the cabin together with the kidnapped women.

The little leader of the air bandit said to the guard: "Take care of this group of people, especially the man with kidney deficiency. I'm going to report to the head of the group now. If nothing happens, he will be our ship's doctor in the future. Your life will be in your hands in the future." In his hands!"

The guards responded again and again, and after the little boss left, Carlosson sat up from the straw mat.The women around him were crying, the flight attendant tugged on his cuffs, and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't worry, listen to them, they won't hurt you..."

"Does this happen to you often?"

"Sometimes," the flight attendant nodded, "but there are frigates patrolling nearby, and only one out of ten flights may encounter air bandits. If you escape, you will have a chance to wait for the support of frigates. If you encounter wildfire air bandits, they will kill you." Collecting protection fees based on the value of the goods will not harm people..."

"So, I'm lucky." Carlos showed a warm smile, which was placed on his pale face, like a warm sun rising in a snowy sky.

"You are so optimistic..." said the flight attendant, "Thank you for the previous matter, doctor."

"I didn't help you, you don't need to thank me." Carlosson shook his head, "Besides, I'm not a doctor."

"Ah...ah? What about you?" The stewardess cried out anxiously, "You shouldn't lie, they will kill you!"

"What are you talking about!" the guard roared.

"I'm not interested in medical treatment and license to practice medicine. It can only save one person or a hundred people, but people are dying every day. Doctors can't keep more people alive. They are bought by rich people and only help a few people. prolong life."

"You can help the poor too..."

"I can cure diseases, but I can't cure poverty," Carlosson said with a smile. "Illness is not what robbed them of their lives, poverty is."

"I said it all, what the hell are you talking about?" The guard came over, kicked the cell door hard, and yelled at the window, "And you, why are you crying? Damn bitch, yes Didn't you burn your throat so you can be more honest?"

Callosen asked, "Do you know the plague doctor?"

The warden was puzzled by the questions, but he was reminded by the little boss that it was not good for him to get angry with the future ship doctor.

"Stop talking!" The stewardess urged him panickedly, grabbing his sleeve.

"The evil in people's hearts is like a plague that cannot be cured. It falsely accuses, slanders, and bullies the kindness of the good, making everyone stand in a self-interested position..." Carloson sat up from the straw mat. "Cleared all the layout of this ship, "It punishes good deeds and encourages evil thoughts, just like your colleagues, and will not stand up for you... Maybe he wants to help you, but he understands better, once you do If he is an early bird, there will be greater evils to punish him."

Carlosson walked to the door and stepped over the wounded man covered in abscesses. The structure of the door lock peeled off piece by piece and decomposed by itself. He pushed it away: "So I don't know how to treat people, and the death of some people is for others. fulfillment."

The warden fell into inexplicable panic. For some reason, he found himself itching all over, but it was difficult to move.

Roots crawled out from under Carloson's skin, purple flowers bloomed on his shoulders, and colorful spores and pollen floated out together.

The warden's skin began to crack, and strange fungi and flowers bloomed. He opened his mouth, unable to say anything, and spat out an iris.

Carolson turned around and said to the flight attendant: "Of course, this is just my personal opinion. The instructors don't teach you these things. I hope you don't think that I, an old man in his thirties, are too wordy... How old are you this year? "

"Ten, seventeen."

"This is the flowering time of young girls, you shouldn't wither here... Please come with me," Carlosson said, "I don't know the waterways, and I don't know how to sail."