Nightti, on the sea.
Aboard the passenger ship Sea Parrot, in a particular "luxury" cabin.
"Ah Ming... do we really not need to go outside and take a look?"
At this mont, the cabin, which wasn’t very spacious, hadn’t any lights on. A young man’s voice sounded in the darkness, his voice seed sowhat exhausted and weak, but he was trying hard to summon his spirit.
"No need... bro... you’ve asked several tis already..."
Another man’s voice, equally fatigued and powerless, quickly responded, sounding a bit younger than the forr.
"But Fan’s been out for quite a while now and hasn’t returned... You heard the commotion outside just now; I feel there must have been an intense battle. We can’t just sit here and wait..."
The older Chen Can continued speaking, his spirit sowhat weakened due to seasickness revealed a few traces of anxiety, as this was his first ti attempting a dungeon raid. He didn’t quite understand how Chen Ming beside him could stay so calm and nonchalant in such life-threatening situations.
"Bro, tell , what would we achieve by going out now? We’re on the sea, there’s nowhere to escape! Plus, with us being this seasick, our combat ability is heavily compromised, what help could we possibly offer Fan if we went out? You’ve never seen Fan’s prowess, so you’re worried things might go wrong, but let tell you, Fan’s combat strength is far from what ordinary players can match! Let alone rookies like us! If there are enemies out there that even he can’t deal with, we’re as good as dead!"
Chen Ming, lying flat in the narrow private cabin, raised his voice slightly, responding sowhat impatiently to his brother, his tone rather straightforward, embodying the wisdom of a player riding on the coattails of a pro.
"You... is he really that strong?"
Chen Can was instantly rendered speechless by his brother’s words, yet he truly sensed his brother’s confidence in Wang Zhifan. After all, the outside situation was nearly life or death for them, and his brother remained completely relaxed, showing his sincere belief in what he just said.
But before Chen Ming could reply, footsteps could be heard outside their cabin, shedding so light through the wooden crevices. The two quickly beca alert and sat up, gripping the guns in their hands.
"Open the door, it’s ."
Wang Zhifan’s voice sounded from outside, while he knocked on the thick wooden panel separating the cabin.
"Oh, Fan, you’re finally back!"
Having just sat up from lying down, soone inside imdiately sprang up to open the tightly closed thick wooden door.
"Are you two feeling better? Want to go out for so fresh air?"
Wang Zhifan, carrying an oil lamp, said to the vigilant brothers in the "luxury room", his gaze sweeping over their still-pale faces under the lamp light.
"Not getting better that quickly..."
Chen Ming imdiately shook his head.
"It was so noisy outside just now, Fan, what exactly happened out there?"
He asked Wang Zhifan out of curiosity, and nearby, Chen Can also glanced at Wang Zhifan, eager to know the situation on the deck.
"So things did happen, but they’ve been taken care of."
Wang Zhifan started organizing his words, wanting to keep the explanation simple.
"In short, a pirate ship attacked the ship we’re on and I went up and killed their leader, then took care of those disobedient pirates as well. That ship is now ours, we’ll be using it to head to Storm Sea for our mission."
He paused briefly in his narrative.
"Whoa! Fan, you’re so fierce?! You just seized the pirate’s ship? I gotta hurry up and take a look!"
Still seasick, Chen Ming’s eyes lit up after hearing this, invigorated, he scrambled out of the cabin, and his brother Chen Can quickly followed.
"You two go out for a bit, it’s perfect timing. We’re cleaning up bodies above, you should both get accustod to environnts with deceased people, it’ll co up for sure in future dungeon raids."
Wang Zhifan spoke as his eyes lingered on Chen Can, the rookie.
"Also, keep vigilant, those pirates may be demoralized, but they’re still murderous pirates, don’t treat them like ordinary NPCs."
He continued to remind the two and then led them towards the ladder to the deck.
"Fan, are there pirates left to handle? I want to try the feeling of killing with my own hands."
While walking, Chen Can suddenly asked from behind.
"Not at the mont, but there’ll definitely be chances in the future, no rush, when the ti’s right I’ll let you experience real combat."
Wang Zhifan listened, turning his head slightly to answer.
He indeed had thought about this aspect, because it’s not appropriate to fully babysit them on dungeon raids, they should have so involvent, allowing them to gain dungeon experience under relatively safe conditions.
"Thanks, Fan."
Chen Can replied imdiately, growing ever more aware of the extraordinary presence of the young man before him, just like his brother.
The three then ascended to the ship’s deck amid the night. The sea was very calm tonight, with no wind or waves. The sky was layered with dark clouds, obscuring any moonlight. Only the sight of several people carrying oil lamps busily working on the two connected ships could be seen.
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