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  Chapter 261 On the Future

  Renekton followed Cattleya to Frank's laboratory at the bottom of the cabin.

  They both stopped at the door of Frank's laboratory. Cattleya turned to look at Renekton beside her and said,

  "Frank should still be doing experiments. You can go in and find him yourself."

  "Uh, or..."

  "Al? My friend, you are finally back to the sea."

  The door of the laboratory was opened, and Frank came out with an exaggerated snakeskin bag behind him. He looked at Renekton with surprise, and his exclamation interrupted Renekton's unfinished words.

  Renekton forced a polite smile and nodded gently,

  "It's so late, haven't you rested yet?"

  "Of course not. In order to cultivate crops that adapt to the dark environment, I have been doing experiments at night and resting during the day."

  "But it is very difficult to cultivate crops that use the flesh and blood of contaminated monsters as nutrients, and to control the pollution within the edible range. My experiment has been stuck here."

  Frank said, pulling the snakeskin bag behind him in front of him, opening it so that Renekton could see the failed experimental products inside:

  Are there wood blocks that are as black as carbon and still wriggling a little bit? There are also brightly colored mushrooms with golden spots that make people feel delicious at a glance; there are also mushroom colonies the size of a baby's arm with meaty textures.

  Renekton blinked his eyes. These things seem a little far from success.

  After a moment of contemplation, he looked up at Frank and asked,

  "Is it limited by its own sequence?"

  Frank nodded slightly,

  "There is a reason for this, but it is difficult to find the formula of the sea druid."

  "I'll go find it for you, maybe I can get it this week."

  Renekton nodded slightly. He remembered that Silver City had some high-sequence formulas of the mother's path.

  You can use... Exchange with them with normal food, but the appetite of the Silver City residents with strong giant blood is probably a bit large.

  Cattleya frowned slightly while watching this scene, opened her mouth to say something, and finally swallowed it hesitantly.

  Forget it, it's just a sequence 5 druid. I should be able to control the situation on the Future. At least with the experiment that Frank is immersed in, he will not have the energy to harm other crew members.

  Hearing that Renekton could find the druid formula within this week, Frank's expression instantly became pleasantly surprised:

  "Really? Thank you so much, my dear friend!"

  "I'll go deal with these experimental wastes first, and then do a new experiment. Wait for me, and we'll talk about new ideas for experiments!"

  "What are you going to do with these things? Throw them into the sea?"

  Renekton couldn't bear to look at the things in Frank's snakeskin bag, but he was a little curious. If this kind of thing is poured directly into the sea, will it be considered polluting the ocean? If you

  pollute the ocean in this world, will you be killed by a bolt of lightning from the Lord of Storms?

  Frank shook his head and said,

  "Of course not. That could be used by someone with ulterior motives to track the future course and position through divination."

  "I will burn them clean with fire first, and then scatter the remaining ashes into the sea."

  "It's handled very well."

  Renekton nodded slightly, and then found an excuse to refuse Frank's invitation later:

  "I have another invitation later, and I don't have the habit of working at night and resting during the day. Let's discuss the experiment tomorrow."

  "Okay."

  Frank nodded in understanding, and then dragged the exaggerated snakeskin bag towards the deck.

  Cattleya took a deep look at Renekton, without exposing his casual excuse, and said,

  "Your room is still the same as before. If you need anything, you can go directly to the crew. You are familiar with them."

  "No problem." Renekton nodded slightly.

  Then the two left the bottom of Frank's cabin together. Cattleya returned to her captain's room, and Renekton went to the room he lived in before.

  As soon as the door was opened, a black shadow pounced over.

  Renekton extended his hand slightly, and an invisible wall of air appeared in the middle. The black cat stuck to the air wall and was knocked dizzy.

  "Meow~ Who is it? How dare you attack me!"

  Paz fell to the ground in a daze, and he started shouting without even looking up to see who it was.

  "." Looking at the black cat in front of him whose personality had completely changed, Renekton was silent for a while.

  Has it become the favorite of the group on the Future? Even talking has become so arrogant, with a pirate tricorn hat, an eye mask, a fish bone pendant, and the only thing missing is a sailor knife.

  Renekton ignored the yelling black cat and walked directly past it to the bed. Looking at the cat hair scattered on the bed, he suddenly had the idea of ​​throwing the arrogant black cat into the sea.

  He turned his head and glared at the black cat behind him who had calmed down and wanted to run away secretly, and said:

  "Why are you messing with my bed instead of staying with Nina?"     "I don't want to sleep with that woman. She'll crush me into a cat pancake!"

  Paz shook his head repeatedly and threw away the pirate hat that was already tilted on his head.

  Cat pancake? This guy is also a master of language. He really wants to throw this cat in front of Arrodes. He always feels that the scene will be very interesting. Renekton raised his eyebrows, looked at the black cat who was righteous again, and said nothing.

  He glanced around the room, and a light blue light appeared in his eyes.

  The next moment, a whirlwind blew up out of thin air in the room, and all the cats that Paz dropped were swept into the air. They were burned to ashes in the light golden flames and swept into the night sky through the open window.

  After cleaning up the cat hair that Paz dropped, he clapped his hands again, spreading spirituality around, turning into deep blue waves, sweeping around.

  After the waves swept, the surroundings were dyed with blazing gold, spreading out layer by layer, evaporating all the water vapor in the room, and the light with purifying power directly disinfected the entire room.

  After doing all this, Renekton, who was about to lie down to rest, saw Paz coming in from outside again, raised his eyebrows, and asked curiously:

  "Why are you back again?"

  Paz looked around randomly and said casually:

  "Well, why did you bring a crow back? Where is that stupid rabbit? Don't you want it?"

  "I fostered it with a friend."

  "You gave it away!"

  Paz exclaimed directly.

  "What did you learn on the Future?"

  Renekton glanced at the black cat, and then he ignored it and went to bed.

  Paz mumbled for a while, and found that Renekton and the crow ignored it, and a human-like depressed expression appeared on his face.

  It looked at the bed that Renekton had made, jumped up hesitantly, curled up in the quilt at the foot of the bed, and fell asleep.

  In his hazy dream, Renekton suddenly woke up. He was surrounded by the frozen sunset and waves, and in front of him was a magnificent ancient palace, the proportions of which were forcibly enlarged a lot, as if it was built specifically for giants.

  "This is the scene of the Giant King's Court, the Giant King's Court in my memory."

  A familiar voice sounded around, and Renekton looked down at his feet as if he had realized something.

  The shadow under him suddenly surged, crawling upwards quickly, twisting to form a human figure, and gradually becoming clear.

  His black hair was shoulder-length, slightly curled, and he had a pair of eyes that seemed to be covered with shadows. He

  was wearing a black robe engraved with complex symbols and hung with gorgeous accessories. Layers of virtual black wings hung down from his back, covering most of his body.

  He approached Renekton with a smile, and said in a calm, even kind voice:

  "This should be the first time I appear in front of you in my true and complete image."

  "So, this is our first meeting. Although I haven't figured out whether you are a remnant of the old days or a new sage."

  The smile that had just appeared on Renekton's face froze there. He recalled that when he met the God of Knowledge, the other party called him "the new sage."

  I just thought it was because I had some characteristics of a sage, but now it seems that it is not that simple.

  "As the current omniscient and also your partner, Herabergen should know a lot."

  "But I think you don't have to rush to find the answer. Sometimes it may be better to let things develop naturally."

  "Is this... your prophecy?"

  Renekton looked at Sasriel opposite him, his voice full of doubts and expectations.

  "No, it's just some experience and intuition."

  "The Hanged Man Path does not have the authority over destiny. Perhaps I, who once held the first blasphemous slate, can predict you."

  Sasriel shook his head slightly and changed the subject:

  "Keep the Conqueror's characteristic for now. I will ask you for it when the time is right."

  Renekton nodded slightly without comment. After all, it was a characteristic of Sequence One, and he also hoped to analyze it a little more. But when is the right time? Is it to trick Adam?

  Sasriel looked past Renekton and looked at the sea behind him under the sunset.

  His eyes deepened, as if he was immersed in deep memories. After a long while, he narrated to himself:

  "The battle between Adam and me is a battle between humanity and divinity. Although it will not be a life-and-death battle, we both hope to be able to follow our own will." Chapter 262 Trading "Mythical Creature Blood"

  "I would rather have you, the human nature, prevail."

  Renekton expressed his opinion.

  "Heh," Sasriel chuckled, then sighed:

  "I also hope that I dominate humanity. I think it is the most precious thing for a human being. When the divinity is too strong, we will gradually become unlike ourselves."

  "Unlike ourselves?" Renekton didn't quite understand this statement. In his cognition, whether it was divinity or humanity, it was all himself.

  "You have the characteristics of the White Tower Path, so you should be very familiar with 'rationality'. When you are always in an absolutely rational state, do you still think that is a positive effect?"

  "Rationality is close to divinity, which may be the reason why you will be carried to a body that integrates the characteristics of the White Tower Path."

  Renekton fell silent after hearing this. He had never thought about waking up from this body in this direction.

  But thinking carefully, he felt that this was very likely. He had always thought it was due to luck, but in the mysterious world, all coincidences are actually inevitable, and the development of anything has its reasons.

  Sasriel looked up at the sky dyed golden by the dusk, as if he had sensed something. His eyes seemed to penetrate this layer of dream and saw the scene in reality.

  "The newly promoted sage is here."

  Renekton, who was still thinking about his own problems, was stunned for a second before he realized that the other party was talking about Bernadette.

  Then he looked at Sasriel opposite and asked:

  "You should have completely digested the will and power of the coming of the real creator now, right?"

  Sasriel nodded slightly with a smile on his face, and then the dusk in the dream suddenly burst into bright light. Renekton's eyes blurred and he woke up from his sleep.

  On the Future, Renekton sat up from the bed, and the scene in the dream just now appeared clearly in his mind.

  He turned his head and looked around. Except for the crow Anu who was sleeping in the corner, there was no figure of Sasriel. It seemed that he had not yet left the boarding state.

  He immediately turned over and got out of bed, picked up clothes from the coat rack beside him, and after getting dressed, he stretched out his right hand, grasped it in mid-air, slightly turned his wrist and pulled it back, making a gesture of opening a door.

  A light blue light spread out like ripples, and a "door" connecting the deck was opened.

  Renekton stepped directly into the door.

  The next moment, his figure appeared on the deck.

  The Future was sailing fast in the sea surrounded by land. The wind and waves here were not big. Even for the fast-moving Future, the sea breeze only blew the clothes in the air.

  He walked on the deck, with purple light flowing in his eyes, trying to find Bernadette's location. The

  next moment, there were thick green vines hanging around, covering the surrounding area like a rainstorm, layer upon layer, entwined and intertwined, and quickly formed a verdant forest.

  In the center of this forest, the verdant vines intertwined to form a simple study. Bernadette sat quietly at a coffee table with a cup of steaming coffee in her hand.

  She was wearing a white Intis shirt and a dark black jacket, with a thin rapier on her waist. Except for not wearing a tricorn hat, she was dressed like a standard sea captain.

  Did she just come from the Dawn? A question popped up in Renekton's mind, and he immediately walked over.

  As he walked, a translucent black shadow appeared from under his feet. As Renekton walked forward, his appearance gradually solidified and became the image of Sasriel that Renekton had just seen.

  At the same time, Renekton felt something detached from him and disconnected from him.

  This made him feel relieved, as if Sasriel's boarding was a burden to his body and soul.

  Renekton and Sasriel each found a seat on one side of the coffee table and sat down.

  Then invisible servants came out of nothingness with coffee, and they placed two cups of steaming coffee on the table in front of Renekton and Sasriel respectively.

  Sasriel picked up the coffee on the table, took a sip with a nostalgic expression, then looked at Bernadette beside him and said calmly:

  "Although the previous matter is a deal you have already negotiated, I still want to thank you for your help, which has made the plan go a lot more smoothly."

  "I will pay a certain price for this. I wonder what you need?"

  Bernadette nodded slightly and said,

  "A drop of blood from a mythical creature, no matter whose it is."

  Renekton looked at Bernadette after hearing this. This should be for the captain. Is this the love from an old mother?

  "Yes." Sasriel nodded slightly.

  "Perhaps you can make other choices?" Renekton interrupted the agreement they quickly reached.

  Sasriel did not care about being interrupted. He continued to taste the coffee in his hand leisurely, as if making up for the life he had not enjoyed for a long time.     Bernadette turned her head and looked over. She didn't say anything, but her deep blue eyes didn't hide her doubts at all. She quietly waited for the answer.

  Following Bernadette's gaze, Renekton chuckled and said,

  "You want the blood of mythical creatures, should it be for the captain?"

  "After a while, she will have a better choice of the Mercury Serpent of Destiny."

  Bernadette nodded slightly. She glanced at Sasriel on the other side and immediately changed the subject:

  "Then what do you think I should choose?"

  "Me?" Renekton hesitated for a moment. He didn't expect Bernadette to throw this question to him.

  After a little hesitation, he looked at Sasriel and asked,

  "As the true god who controls the fallen realm, can the Hanged Man reverse the situation where divinity overwhelms humanity by using his authority?"

  Bernadette, who had originally maintained a calm face, also calmed down at this moment. She stared at Sasriel closely, expecting him to give the answer she expected.

  Sasriel put down the coffee cup in his hand, thought for a while and said:

  "Your idea is feasible to a certain extent, but this kind of fine manipulation of the spiritual realm requires the cooperation of the person himself. Those who have this kind of trouble have basically entered the angel level."

  "It also requires the help of a high-sequence psychologist, and it can't be the case of Ouroboros. As a natural mythological creature, he lacks the childhood and experience he should have, and his own personality has some problems."

  The ancient sun god also likes to take in problem children. There are eight angel kings around him, but only his clone is reliable. Renekton's thoughts suddenly diverged, and he imagined a picture in his mind.

  Bernadette seemed to recall the past memories, and a smile appeared on her face, but then disappeared.

  She frowned slightly, as if she didn't want to recall the past too much, and then sighed and said:

  "He had a childhood, and he also had plenty of humanity when he was young, but he was born with the characteristics of a knowledge mentor, which made his humanity gradually oppressed by divinity as he grew older."

  "As for cooperation, I think I can convince the current Him."

  Sasriel didn't ask too much, just nodded slightly and said:

  "I will contact you when the time is right. Before that, I need to herd at least one saint of the audience path."

  "No problem."

  Bernadette nodded slightly, she also needed time to convince Bonois.

  Seeing that the two had reached an agreement, Renekton made his request to Bernadette:

  "I want to borrow the 'Wheel of Fortune' card for a while. I have a hunch that I will use it at some time in the near future."

  "Okay, I'll have someone bring it to you in two days."

  Bernadette agreed directly, without even asking for the reward for borrowing the Blasphemous Card, nor did she mention the return time.

  After solving one problem, Renekton turned to look at Sasriel beside him:

  "I want a drop of your mythical creature blood. What do you need in exchange?"

  Although Sasriel would definitely give it to him if he asked directly, that was based on the favors and help he had accumulated before, and it couldn't be used in unnecessary places. I just wanted to learn more about mysticism by analyzing the blood of mythical creatures.

  Sasriel seemed to have anticipated Renekton's proposal, and the next moment He gave an answer:

  "Help me find the saint-level characteristics of the Visionary, Tyrant, Sun and White Tower. It would be better if there are angel-level characteristics."

  "The extraordinary characteristics of the last three paths are concentrated in the hands of the three major churches. Those scattered outside are basically below Series 5."

  Bernadette reminded Renekton.

  He nodded slightly, forced a smile on his face and said:

  "No problem, I have some news about the Scourge, and will find Him as soon as possible, but I can't beat an angel, even if He is in poor condition."

  "You can recite my name."

  As he spoke, Sasriel raised his right hand, and the flesh and blood on it trembled slightly. Some dark and sticky liquid floated out from the surface of the skin, more and more, and they suddenly gathered and condensed, forming a dark crystal the size of a fingernail.

  He tilted his palm slightly, and the dark crystal flew towards Renekton.

  He reached out to catch it, and there was nothing else except a slightly cold touch.

  "Be prepared to use it. Although it is essentially just angel blood, it has a status close to Sequence 0."  Chapter 263 Above the Sequence

  After collecting the drop of blood from Sasriel, Renekton leaned back slightly on the chair, and resumed his usual lazy posture and said:

  "Hehe, the transaction part is over, and the next part is the information sharing part."

  He tilted his head slightly to look at both sides. Bernadette and Sasriel were sitting quietly and silently.

  Facing Renekton's gaze, Sasriel smiled back and said:

  "You seem to have become more active, or your humanity has become more fulfilled."

  "Hmm?" Renekton was a little confused, and then fell into deep thought. He carefully recalled his recent state and did not find anything different.

  In any case, it is not a bad thing to have a more fulfilled humanity.

  Putting this question aside for the time being, he looked at Bernadette and asked:

  "Is this place secret enough? The next topic may attract the attention of the starry sky."

  "The starry sky?" Bernadette hesitated for a moment.

  Her premonition was triggered, as if this topic contained unknown horrors, and she nodded slightly with solemnity.

  The next moment, her eyes suddenly became deep, with dots of light emerging, like a deep starry sky.

  This forest of emerald green pea vines then reflected the stars, and in the flickering light, eyes opened from it.

  In an instant, a hidden power spread around, like an invisible curtain, isolating the entire space from the outside world.

  "It's OK."

  After creating a layer of hidden barrier around, Bernadette said in a deep voice.

  Renekton nodded slightly. He was worried that talking about the starry sky gods would attract attention and affect the Future, after all, there was a mushroom king on the Future.

  Then he cleared his throat and said carefully:

  "There are known to be twenty-two divine pathways. Sequence 0 of each pathway represents the top of this pathway. They are also called true gods and hold many powers."

  "Strictly speaking, Sequence 0 is not the top of the sequence pathway. There is another level above it."

  "They have many names, above the sequence, outer gods, and the Old Ones, but the most formal name should still be the Old Ones."

  Bernadette lowered her eyes slightly, and she made some associations. Adding the adjacent pathways mentioned earlier, she tentatively said:

  "To become the Old One, do you need to collect the complete authority of the adjacent pathways?"

  "Yes."

  Sasriel, who had been listening quietly at the side, answered. Seeing Bernadette looking at him, He chuckled and said:

  "However, to become the Old One, you don't need all the Sequence 1 characteristics. In a complete state, you only need a Sequence 1 Extraordinary characteristic of the adjacent pathway, a uniqueness, to maintain the status of the Old One."

  "But to become the Old One, you must first become a Sequence 0 True God."

  "Hehe, this is also the main reason for the conflict between Sequence 0 in this world."

  Bernadette nodded thoughtfully, and she recalled some words her father had mentioned:

  "When you choose the path you are on, your enemies and friends will be determined accordingly."

  After a moment of silence, she continued to ask:

  "What does this have to do with the starry sky?"

  Renekton looked up at the invisible starry sky above his head, and his voice became unusually serious and said:

  "In the starry sky outside this planet, there are nine Old Ones watching here, waiting for the original barrier to disappear."

  "Some of them want to take back their lost authority, and some want to seize the authority of adjacent paths."

  "No, it's ten!"

  Sasriel corrected the mistake in Renekton's words.

  "Ten?" Renekton looked at Sasriel in confusion for confirmation.

  My information has not been updated? Or are there additional settings? This is too unfriendly to the traversers!

  "Ten?"     Bernadette was also confused. She had just thought that there might be one or two Old Ones in the starry sky who coveted the characteristics of this planet, but nine or ten... that was a bit too many!

  Sasriel nodded slightly and repeated all the information about the Old Ones in the starry sky:

  "The ten Old Ones who are watching this planet from the starry sky are: Fallen Mother Goddess, Mother Tree of Desire, Primal Hunger, Ring of Fate, Super Star Overlord, Unquenchable Whisper, Decayed King, High-Dimensional Overlooker, Son of Chaos, and Weaver of Destiny." "

  The Mother Tree of Desire is the one who polluted and captured the Bound God. Demons and alien species originally belonged to Her. When the original Creator awakened, their characteristics and part of their essence were torn apart by the strong aggregation effect." "

  Another Outer God who is more active on this planet is the Fallen Mother Goddess. The original moon is Her incarnation, and the two paths of the moon and the mother come from Her."

  Weaver of Destiny, huh. What a miserable fate. No, it's really strong. One authority supports three Old Ones, not to mention the Beacon of Destiny.

  While thinking, he turned his eyes to Sasriel:

  "Destiny seems to be very special. One of their paths supports a complete system of the Old Ones, and there are three Old Ones."

  If you count the Destiny Beacon, that's four. Suddenly, it feels like destiny is the protagonist of all the paths.

  "Destiny is indeed very special, but I don't know much about it. You should know that among the five paths to omniscience and omnipotence, only the White Tower has some authority over destiny."

  Sasriel shook his head slightly. He was also very curious about destiny. The best representation of destiny on Earth is the Wheel of Destiny, but Ouroboros has been wandering for more than two thousand years after becoming the King of Angels, and he has not become the Wheel of Destiny.

  Bernadette has been quietly listening to the conversation between Renekton and Sasriel. She thought she was already a big shot in the mysterious world and knew a lot of secrets in this world, but now she is suddenly not so confident.

  After a short silence, Renekton turned the topic back to the sequence:

  "To become an existence above the sequence, you need a very important thing, 'Essence', just like to become a sequence 0, you must have uniqueness."

  "Essence has no fixed form. They come from the legacy of the original creator. There are nine pieces on this planet. Some are a country, some are a key, and some are a sea or a castle."

  Bernadette pondered this information and then asked:

  "What is the Essence corresponding to the path of the Secret Peeper?"

  Renekton showed an expression that you really would ask:

  "It is called the Knowledge Wilds, and the corresponding authority is knowledge and civilization. The old days of this path can also be called the Demon of Knowledge and the Mystery of Madness."

  "The Demon of Knowledge?" After whispering softly, Bernadette inexplicably thought of the Hidden Sage who suddenly revived. Her father once believed that the evil god was revived by uniqueness.

  She used to have many questions about this, just the uniqueness of the revived, why there is a close to the true god's status and strength, and what influence made him revived.

  Now it seems that the revived Hidden Sage is likely related to the Essence of this path.

  Thinking of this, her eyes unconsciously fell on Renekton. He has a deep connection with the Hidden Sage. Perhaps

  "I will go to the southern continent, and the Aurora Society will spread faith there in the form of Protestantism, establish enough and normal faith, which will help the real recover faster."

  "Perhaps we can cooperate. The emergence of the Demon of Knowledge must spread knowledge on a large scale and promote civilization. The southern continent is a good choice, and I am your most suitable ally."

  "Before the Fool and Amon compete and reveal the seal of the Western Continent, you need to expand your advantages as much as possible."

  Sasriel looked at Renekton and spoke softly.

  His voice has an inexplicable affinity. Just listening to it, people feel that what he said makes sense and can't help but want to agree.

  Renekton frowned and was silent for a while. He was very tempted by Sasriel's proposal, but he always felt that the other party was hinting at something.

  Why did Sasriel always think that I would be the one most likely to become the Demon of Knowledge? When I was promoted to the prophet, did the future branches that I saw almost moving in the same direction represent my path to becoming the old days?

  While thinking, Renekton had a bold idea in his mind:

  Maybe my specialness does not come from the active grant of the Wilds of Knowledge, but I have obtained some authority over the Wilds of Knowledge, just like Klein can control Sefirah to a certain extent?

  And this is also the reason why Sasriel, the God of Knowledge, is so special to me?

  Taking a deep breath, Renekton retracted his gradually diverging thoughts. He felt that although his guesses might not be all correct, there should be some truth and possibility.

  Then he looked at Sasriel, his posture was no longer lazy, and he spoke in a calm voice:

  "Okay, you first mention an existence in the faith you spread, and then I will send someone to take over the spread of this part of the faith."

  "Well, it can be described like this: He is the essence of knowledge, the glory of civilization, and the final answer to all mysteries!"

  Thanks to the creativity of the tool hand, this is much more stylish than what I thought of myself!

  Sasriel nodded slightly, and a bright smile appeared on his face:

  "No problem, then, happy cooperation!"

  Knowledge, civilization, mysteries, all point to the Wilds of Knowledge?

  Bernadette's gaze lingered on Renekton for a long time, and finally withdrew her gaze with a slightly complicated expression, and said with a sigh:

  "You are indeed very extraordinary. Perhaps, our encounter at the beginning was not a coincidence!" Chapter 264 The Golden Dream

  On the deck of the Future, Bernadette and Sasriel had already left. Renekton, who was no longer sleepy, simply leaned against the side of the ship, looking at the sea in the distance, and fell into a brief contemplation.

  Am I going to trick a few pirates into helping me spread my faith? Forget it, a group of uneducated pirates are not suitable for spreading the faith of knowledge.

  Huh~ With a long breath, Renekton cast his eyes to the sea in front of him.

  The waves on his face rose and fell gently, and silver-white flying fish jumped out of the water from time to time and soared in the air.

  This kind of fish can "fly" and swim, and is usually considered by fishermen and sailors to be the followers of the "Lord of the Storm". Even if they are salvaged, they will be put back into the sea.

  Well, I wonder how they taste. Renekton looked at the silver-white flying fish jumping out of the sea under the crimson moonlight, and this thought flashed through his mind uncontrollably.

  Then, his eyes deepened, with a hint of blue in them. As he stretched out his right hand, an invisible giant hand quickly cut through the air and grabbed several silver fish "flying" in the air.

  Renekton retracted his invisible giant hand, and several silver flying fish fell onto the deck. They jumped around, trying to return to the sea.

  One silver fish struggled to jump into the air, and was then slapped down by a small black claw.

  "The dried fish made from this flying fish is delicious, we can't let them run away, meow~"

  Paz skillfully slapped the silver flying fish that were still struggling on the deck, and then piled them together.

  It licked its lips and said to Renekton excitedly:

  "Hurry up! There are still a lot of dried fish on the sea. Let's catch all of them and share them 50-50. Otherwise, when Nina and the others find them, they will put these delicious dried fish back into the sea."

  Renekton raised his eyebrows. This cat is really sensitive to dried fish. I just caught a few fish and it came over.

  He chuckled and said:

  "I caught all these fish, why should we share them 50-50?"

  "Besides, where did you come from? You have been hiding in the dark since early morning, right?"

  "No, meow~, you haven't given me the dried fish you owe me! If it weren't for the fact that you caught these delicious dried fish, you wouldn't even be qualified to share them 50-50 with me, meow!"

  Paz raised his head and shouted loudly. The loose pirate tricorne on his head fell off because of the big movement.

  "My captain's hat~"

  He exclaimed and put the tricorne back on in a hurry.

  Renekton glanced at the black cat who was addicted to role-playing, shook his head slightly, turned back to the side of the ship, and summoned an invisible giant hand to scoop up a few handfuls of silver flying fish.

  Paz jumped around excitedly, knocking out the struggling silver fish.

  "Remember to hide your dried fish. If the sailors on the ship see you, they may throw you and the dried fish into the sea."

  "Of course I know. I hid them all in my secret base."

  As he said that, Paz rushed forward with a fat silver fish in his mouth.

  Can you still have a secret base on the Future? It must be the cat bed prepared by Cattleya. Renekton glanced at the direction where Paz disappeared, murmured a few words in his heart, and then stopped paying attention.

  He picked up two larger fish from the ground and prepared to go to Frank's laboratory to process them. I haven't eaten grilled fish for a long time. I hope Paz's taste is not too different from that of humans.

  At the bottom of the cabin, in Frank's laboratory.

  "This fish is said to be the servant of the 'Storm Lord'. Killing them at sea will bring misfortune."

  "But it is indeed delicious, but you have to be sneaky every time."

  Frank ate the freshly grilled fish with big mouthfuls, and muttered to himself.

  Renekton nodded slightly. This fish is indeed delicious. After

  quickly finishing a grilled fish, he walked to Frank's laboratory table, which was covered with a pile of colorful and gorgeous mushrooms.

  I never thought that one day I would use the word gorgeous to describe mushrooms. A touch of lavender fluorescence appeared in his eyes.

  Under the gaze of the Eye of Peering, the internal structure of these mushrooms and some of their general effects all appeared before his eyes.

  After staring at the mushrooms for a long time, he sighed imperceptibly and said,

  "Frank, do you need to use local monsters to cultivate these mushrooms? I can find some for you."

  "Local monsters? Are there really places like the ones you described? A completely dark environment, full of mutants and scary monsters, even if you say it's the abyss, it's convincing."

  "But it would be best if we could have the corpses of those monsters, so that the mushrooms cultivated would be the most suitable."

  Speaking of the experiment, Frank suddenly became active. He asked in confusion, and then began to mutter.

  He casually threw the remaining fish bones into the pile of colorful mushrooms on the side, and those originally quiet mushrooms instantly came to life.

  Some of them began to expand rapidly and wriggle their bodies, while others even cracked open and grew scarlet mouths and teeth.

  The fish bone was quickly eaten up by the living mushrooms, and they split into some new mushrooms.

  Renekton's eyebrows jumped as he watched from the side. It was obviously a small mushroom head that could move, but it grew into a zombie in Plants vs. Zombies!

  He turned to look at Flack, who looked like he was used to it, and asked curiously,

  "Why do you like to use mushrooms for experiments so much? What are the advantages of fungi?"     Frank grinned and said,

  "There are reasons for this, but more because they are easy to cultivate and make. After all, I am drifting on the sea and cannot plant various plants or even raise some animals as I can on land." "

  As long as there is enough nutrition, they can reproduce in large numbers in a short period of time and easily meet the food needs of the entire Future. "

  Renekton nodded expressionlessly and then skipped the topic:

  "If your experiment has achieved certain results, remember to write to inform me, and I will come to get some finished products for experimentation."

  "Write a letter? Don't you plan to stay on the Future?"

  Frank asked in surprise.

  Renekton nodded slightly and said,

  "I will leave tomorrow and head for the Sea of ​​Rage."

  "I will come back when the Future goes to the ruins of the war of gods deep in the Sonia Sea."

  Early in the morning, in the cabin of the Future.

  Renekton sat on the bed, slightly closed his eyes, and prayed to the God of Knowledge:

  "The power of knowledge, the power of reason, the God of wisdom."

  "I pray to you."

  Soon, a picture of the sea emerged in his mind:

  a huge sailing ship was sailing quietly on the sea, reflecting the golden color under the morning sun.

  Some fragmented golden light formed two lines of words in the air: Sea of ​​White Whale, Gargas Islands.

  It seems that Vice Admiral Iceberg has gotten rid of Admiral Blood, or that picture belongs to the future and has not happened yet?

  After thinking for a while, he no longer cared about this issue. He

  immediately stood up from the bed and called the crow Anu. After it landed on his shoulder, he picked up the leather suitcase on the table beside him and went to say goodbye to Cattleya.

  His trip to the Future was mainly to confirm the progress of Frank's experiment and to meet Bernadette at the agreed meeting place.

  He said goodbye to Cattleya and suggested that if the Future went to the ruins of the God War in the depths of the Sonia Sea, he should let him know in advance, as he planned to take a boat there.

  Cattleya was a little confused, but she nodded in agreement.

  Renekton bowed slightly and turned to step into the spirit world. Through the spirit world shuttle, he directly crossed the Kingdom of Loen and came to the Raging Sea.

  Then he kept turning around on some islands and finally came to the vicinity of the Gargas Islands in the White Whale Sea.

  Relying on the positioning of prophecy, he successfully found the Golden Dream drifting on the sea.

  On the deck, Renekton's figure was quickly outlined.

  "Who are you?"

  A man wearing a monocle, with short gray curly hair, and nearly 1.8 meters tall shouted. He stayed at a safe distance and stared at Renekton vigilantly.

  "'Gourmet' Blue Walls, first mate of the Golden Dream, bounty."

  Uh, the information provided by the Church of Knowledge did not mention the bounty. Although he was a pirate under the power of his own church, this was too imprecise.

  Renekton recalled and told the information of the man opposite him. When he got to the bounties offered by several official forces, he paused and shook his head helplessly.

  "Bounty? My friend, this is the Golden Dream. Do you want to be a bounty hunter here?"

  A good-looking young man laughed awkwardly.

  He approached from another direction and also stayed at a safe distance. Together with the other crew members who appeared one after another, they surrounded Renekton openly or secretly.

  Renekton raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes looked around, and finally fell on the third officer of the Golden Dream.

  His hair color was golden, neatly flipped to both sides, his eyes were a very light lake green, his nose was very straight, and his lips were thin, which was very consistent with the image of a playboy.

  "Flower Tie" Johnson, the fire thief of Sequence 6 of the Wrong Path.

  Renekton looked at him, then chuckled and said:

  "Is your last name Jacob? Or Zoroast?"

  Johnson's face changed, and then returned to normal. His eyes stayed on Renekton's right eye, as if he wanted to see something.  Chapter 265 Vice Admiral Iceberg

  Sensing the way Johnsen was looking at his right eye, Renekton raised his eyebrows and chuckled:

  "It seems that I guessed right, but I don't have a monocle, so you don't have to worry so much."

  "Which family are you from?"

  Johnsen narrowed his eyes and said in a bad tone.

  He seemed to be frightened by Renekton's words just now, and was trying hard to save face. After all, all the men on this ship were his competitors in pursuing the captain.

  Amon left a deep impression on Jacob and the descendants of the Zoroaster family. They all suffered from Amon phobia syndrome.

  Under the vigilant eyes of all the crew members on the deck of the Golden Dream, Renekton raised his right hand and waved.

  The next moment, his figure suddenly became blurred and quickly disappeared on the deck.

  The remaining Blue Walls and Johnsen and others on the deck looked at each other.

  "Captain!" They shouted almost in unison and then rushed to Edwina's captain's room.

  In the captain's room, Vice Admiral Edwina Edwards of Iceberg was flipping through a book that looked quite old, and she didn't seem to care about what was happening on the deck outside.

  She was a beautiful lady with a pair of light blue eyes that looked like clear spring water. Her long brown hair was parted in the middle, tied into a simple but delicate knot behind her head, and then flowed down smoothly.

  She didn't wear a hat, nor did she wear a pair of glasses like most people in

  the Church of Knowledge. She wore a beige coat with a flower decoration made of white lace at the collar, giving her a delicate and capable feeling. Immediately, she stopped flipping through the book in her hand and her eyes fell directly on the door of the captain's room.

  Renekton's figure was quickly outlined there. He was carrying a leather suitcase, and a crow with shiny black feathers stood on his shoulder.

  She looked at Renekton with a little surprise, then smiled friendly and said,

  "Al, the 'arsonist' of the sea, I didn't expect that the person mentioned in the revelation who came to deal with the problem of the Admiral of Blood would be you."

  "Previously, the speculation about you on the sea came from the Moss Ascetic Order or the Iron Cross. After all, your style of doing things on the sea is very similar to theirs. Now it seems that you were intentionally analyzing more extraordinary abilities at the time?"

  "Nice to meet you, Ms. Edwina. You seem to be more knowledgeable than the rumors."

  Renekton saluted with his hand on his chest, and his eyes lingered on the surrounding bookshelves. There

  are many more books here than in Cattleya's captain's room, and the types are more complete, worthy of being a reader.

  "If it were someone else, and they used erudition to evaluate me when they first met, I would think it was a courtesy in interpersonal communication, but coming from a demigod of the same path, I accept it calmly."

  Edwina smiled, and seemed to be very pleased with Renekton's evaluation of erudition.

  The next moment, the door of the captain's room was pushed open from the outside, and the first mate Blue Walls, the third mate Johnson, and the boatswain Daniels all rushed in.

  Behind them, more crew members gathered around, and those who couldn't squeeze in stayed outside the captain's room or looked out from the windows.

  Edwina looked at the crew members who suddenly rushed into the captain's room and surrounded Renekton, smiled apologetically at him, and then said:

  "What are you doing?"

  "Captain, this guy suddenly appeared on the ship, he may be a dangerous person!"

  Johnson moved his feet and just separated himself between Renekton and Edwina. He described Renekton as a suspicious and dangerous person in a very serious tone.

  This guy seems to know the captain, and I have to blame him for everything that happened just now, otherwise the captain will be angry with me.

  Daniels and Blue echoed:

  "That's right, Captain, this guy is a dangerous person, don't be fooled by him."

  Renekton raised the corner of his mouth, pulled out a smile and said:

  "I have obtained Captain Edwina's consent. I will stay on the Golden Dream for a while. Please take care of me!"

  "No! We are not recruiting crew members for the time being!"

  Johnson refused without thinking. He always felt that this guy was not a good person.

  "Johnson, when did we not recruit crew members?"

  "Captain, this guy is a suspicious person."

  Johnson wanted to say something, but he immediately kept silent after he and Edwina looked at each other, lowered his head, and his ears turned red suspiciously.

  Aren't you a playboy? Why are your ears red? Renekton glanced at Edwina who didn't realize it. Did you get the script wrong?

  Edwina didn't notice this. She walked past Yodson who was blocking her view, walked up to Renekton and said,

  "Although you won't be staying on the Golden Dream for too long, I'll still introduce you to our treatment and guidelines.     We are a group of adventurers searching for treasure on the sea. We only rob merchant ships and passenger ships when we are extremely poor, and we will not harm innocent people.

  Of course, if we encounter other pirate ships, we will attack them to get supplies.

  We have no weekly salary or annuity, but as long as we find treasure and plunder wealth, we will distribute it according to different status. Under normal circumstances, the lowest-level sailors can get two or three hundred pounds a year.

  There are general education and reading courses on the ship every day, but you don't have to attend them. "

  "Why?"

  "Why doesn't this guy have to take general education and reading courses? "

  The crew members talked about Edwina's last words. After all, they had to endure the baptism of knowledge every day, but a new guy didn't have to go to class, which made them feel a little unbalanced.

  Renekton suddenly felt that this group of noisy pirates was a little cute. It would be very interesting to pack these guys who didn't like reading into the Church of Knowledge in the future.

  Thinking of the picture in his mind, he couldn't help laughing. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he cleared his throat and said,

  "After all, I have already passed the stage of 'reader'."

  "Reader? The same path as the captain, you are from the Church of Knowledge!"

  After a brief hesitation, Johnsen reacted quickly, and he looked at Renekton in surprise.

  "You should have heard of him, the 'arsonist' Al who was still active on the sea half a year ago. He was sent by the Church of Knowledge to help us solve the problem of Admiral of Blood. "

  In order to allow her crew members to get along with Renekton in a friendly manner and avoid provoking the demigod due to some unnecessary misunderstandings, Edwina directly told her crew members about Renekton's identity. Her identity as a member of the Church of Knowledge was no secret on the ship.

  With the certification of Captain Edwina, the other crew members agreed with Renekton's identity, although they were a little skeptical about whether this 'arsonist' could deal with the Blood Admiral.

  While most of the crew members on the ship had gathered here, Edwina took Renekton to introduce them one by one:

  "This is the first mate of the Golden Dream, 'gourmet' Blue Walls. His dream is to become a craftsman, and he is currently a Sequence Six mechanical expert."

  "It seems that you have realized your dream. "

  Rekton chuckled and nodded in greeting.

  After Edwina explained Renekton's identity, Blue Walls no longer had any hostility towards him, but as Edwina's secret admirer, he was wary of Renekton who suddenly appeared and stayed on the Golden Dream.

  Blue Walls forced a polite smile on his face and said,

  "You're right, this is all thanks to the captain's help, but I now have a new dream!"

  Edwina continued to introduce Renekton to the other crew members on the ship:

  "This is the third mate, 'Flower Tie' Johnson, a fire thief who stole fire on the thieves' way."

  "This is the boatswain, 'Bucket' Daniels, he is an excellent navigator. "

  "This is..."

  "The second mate Orpheus, who is not on board for the time being, and the fourth sailor Daniz, who is on vacation. I will introduce them to you after they return to the Golden Dream. "

  Rekton nodded slightly, then he looked at Johnson, Daniels and Blue beside him and chuckled,

  "I have the potion formulas of the Windbearer, the Astronomer, and the Dream Thief. Do you need them?"

  Johnson looked at Renekton suspiciously and said,

  "You have so many potion formulas? And how do we know whether they are true or false? Orpheus is not on the ship, and there is no one to notarize us."

  "Don't we still have your captain? Moreover, I can also simulate the ability of a notary. Of course, if you don't need it, forget it. "

  Rekton glanced at the Johnsons who were obviously tempted but hesitant, and explained.

  They wouldn't think of me as a rival, would they? Renekton narrowed his eyes slightly, and he thought of a possibility.

  I can only say that you have a very bad eye for people. You didn't see a whole ship of rivals, but targeted an outsider like me.

  Seeing that Johnson and the others were still hesitating, Edwina thought they were worried about the authenticity of the formula, so she took the initiative to say:

  "If you are worried about the authenticity of the formula, I can identify it for you, and at the same time act as a notary and guarantor for your transaction."

  Blue and Daniels looked at each other and quickly made a decision. Unlike Johnson, they did not have the support of their families.