Sariel impatiently said, "If there’s a problem, it’s either Chun or Alpha Beta!"
Gabriel sighed, "But no one has seen any of those three anywhere! It’s said that Chun went to the back door of the tavern and never showed up again."
Sariel insisted, "The fact that he didn’t show up ans he did it!"
Gabriel asked in surprise, "How did Chun accomplish that?"
"I don’t care! I just think it’s him."
Michael said helplessly, "Although there was a slight accident, the overall direction remains unchanged. Everyone, please adjust your plans accordingly."
"Understood."
...
PM, ga ti 11 AM.
Chun was awakened by an alarm, and the Black Iron Blade returned to the shipyard.
The Old Drunkard stood up abruptly, shouting to the workers playing cards, fishing, and drinking on the dock, "Sothing went wrong with the debugging. Everyone, get to work!"
Chun was convinced, wondering if the Old Drunkard was pretending to sleep. If he was pretending, then the subsequent events...
At that mont, the cockpit received another prompt: — Captain Fafnir has arrived at the teleportation cabin.
Ah! She’s here too.
— System prompt: Your Possessing Mirror Spirit Aileen has entered a dormant state.
Holy Shit! Aileen hides every ti she sees Fafnir. What is it about Fafnir that specifically restrains Aileen?
In the next instant, a flash of teleportation light appeared in the cockpit, and Fafnir was suddenly beside Chun.
Gazing at the ssy snack cabinet on the bridge and the sneakiness of going out to sea, Chun was quite nervous, "Hello, Miss Fafnir!"
Fafnir smiled, "Being able to sail and debug a warship just with the Old Drunkard proves you’re a Grandmaster in the Sailing Technique. Soone like you doesn’t need an apprenticeship and will be directly appointed as the second mate. In the future, when you have enough experience, you could even beco a captain, though not necessarily on my ship."
— System prompt: Fafnir has officially promoted you to second mate of the Black Iron Blade warship with a daily salary of 200 Mining Coins.
Holy Shit, an unexpected promotion with pay!
Chun panicked, "Does this an I have to stay on the ship every day to work?"
Fafnir laughed, "Of course not. The second mate is essentially a dispensable position ant to replace the chief mate. As the actual president of the Black Flag Order, you have more to do. You won’t be confined to just one ship, but in the noble circle, this is a dazzling and necessary credential."
Chun understood, "So, I can co and go as I please?"
Fafnir smiled, "Yes, the secret way is to co from Vivian’s tavern. So, do you want to go back to the tavern now? It’s not good to stay away from the tavern for too long."
Indeed!
Chun could only say, "Then I’ll head back to the tavern!"
"Please!"
With a teleport, Fafnir sent Chun and his chair to the previous luxurious teleportation cabin — System prompt: Do you want to teleport to the Night Rose Tavern?
Teleport!
The scene changed, and Chun appeared in a nearly identical lavish room.
Am I back?
Chun was sowhat uncertain, even finding Fafnir’s attitude odd. She promoted without asking any questions, so does she know about the big thing I did? Is she purposely pretending not to know?
If the Old Drunkard and Fafnir are both pretending not to know, not seeing it, then ultimately...
It must be said, this made Chun’s scalp tingle. Chun suddenly thought of his wife, Xiaoqin, "I’m so famous globally now. Could she also be pretending not to know?"
This kind of benefit can prevent a lot of awkwardness... Just like the Old Drunkard, his attitude beca awkward knowing I’m a sage, and he doesn’t want to continue being awkward. If NPCs in this world have this "rare ability to play dumb," then — you know what, I’ll also pleasantly play along.
Chun left the room and saw the bartender outside, "Sir, please this way to the front desk."
Chun rolled to the front desk, imdiately greeted by the cheers of staying players: "Brother Chun is out!"
Then he saw Vivian’s bright smile, "Darling, would you like sothing to drink?"
Chun just rembered, having only talked about debts from 100 years ago with the Old Drunkard, he hadn’t shared his out-of-body drinking insights with him yet. Plus, he didn’t have any alcohol on him.
Chun laughed, "Darling, I want to buy a few bottles of regular strong liquor. It doesn’t have to be too fancy, but it should be strong."
Vivian smiled, "Consider them on the house. Here, take these 5 bottles of Old Bird Vodka!"
Holy Shit, why are you so generous?
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