I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 685 Jack and George's Great Fortune (Part 4)

"Boss, it's confirmed, it's them! 'Dry Jack' and 'Phantom George,' a total bounty of ten million!"

At the edge of the scrap metal area, a fairly decent-looking man spoke softly. Upon hearing his words, a burly man nodded and said:

"This is quite a big deal. What did they buy?"

The man frowned slightly, seemingly weighing the pros and cons. The underling immediately said:
"They bought five dilapidated boats, barely navigable, and I heard they're planning to hire people."

"Recruiting people? Only a fool would believe that! These two are Land Seekers, not pirates masquerading as Land Seekers. Buying so many ships at this time and place is probably related to that divine magic! Follow them, and wait for them to 'conjure' their valuables before we make our move! Those two kids are not simple. Don't use any technological equipment. They bought ships, right? Use the letterfish!"

"Got it, boss. There's a wrecked ship that one of our men brought back. It already has a 'smell' on it, so there's no need to tamper with it."

……

Unaware that he had been followed, Jack was directing five cargo ships, relying on the "Mechanical Navigators" sent by George. As for starting them, there was no problem.

George was currently patrolling around with a device that looked like a pistol, his face showing a hint of speechlessness.

"With the boat in this condition, it can only be sailed for three months. Even if it's cheap, there's no need to save money here!"

"What do you know? As long as the watertight compartment is fine, we can use the water-to-mud magic to encase the entire ship. Are you worried about it leaking? Instead of talking about this, why don't you use your AI to calculate how much land these ships can support together, so we can make proper arrangements?"

As this string of candied hawthorns, stretching across five cargo ships, sailed into the deep sea, countless gazes were already focused on them—

"Colonel, our informant has reported that the target has been spotted in the scrap metal area of ​​the Carnival Ring Garbage Harbor. Two groups of bounty hunters are now targeting them."

The naval captain, who had just returned to his vehicle, took the report with a grim face and his eyes filled with anger. Everyone knew that the Church of the Sea God was destined to sink, but compared to those at the bottom, a captain like him still had some "hope".

At this critical juncture, not only the Sea People are anxious, but even their worshipped Sea God feels threatened. Because of this, as long as he can achieve results and receive enough divine favor, he can break through his current realm and become a general. If he can reach the Excellent level... no, even if he is only half a step into the Excellent level, even if the Sea People, the Sea God Church, and the Navy all fall together, he, with that kind of strength, can easily find a place to become a king.

Although there is only a half-level difference between "Excellent" and "Half-Step Outstanding," their status on this vast ocean is worlds apart. The former is merely an elite unit, while the latter is enough to establish a stable small power.

In the current climate, pleasing the sea god is nothing more than striking at the believers on earth, and these two brats, as the first to use that treasonous divine art, are already on the sea god's hate list.

We must get them dealt with before our colleagues in other jurisdictions can react!

The colonel made up his mind and immediately gave the order:

"Chase after them! We must annihilate them completely! Let's show these restless bastards on the high seas that the Navy isn't finished yet!"

On a luxurious catamaran-like exploration vessel, dressed in an elegant suit and with his hair neatly combed, the project manager was bowing and scraping into the communicator.

"Yes, yes, Chairman, rest assured, we have locked onto our target. The 'mobile land' concept is absolutely epoch-making! Monopoly is no longer possible now; we can only strive for the title of 'first.' Their position has been locked down. Yes, we have activated the highest level of combat readiness and will definitely be able to take them down! Yes, I understand!"

After hanging up the call, the project manager stared at the target route calculated by the AI, his eyes gleaming with greedy greed. In his eyes, Jack and George weren't wanted criminals, but two hens about to lay golden eggs. Those high-ranking board members were merely lucky enough to occupy the ruins of a pre-civilization during the Great Cataclysm. Now that a new opportunity had arrived, how could he possibly let it slip by?

Since bounty hunters, the navy, and local authorities were able to obtain information about George and Jack, it was impossible for the land seekers operating in the West Sea to remain completely silent.

In a secluded coral reef outpost—

"Those two lads have guts! Once is one thing, but they actually dared to try a second time!" An old captain with a weathered face smiled. "I don't care what you think, but no matter who builds the land, I'm going to support them!"

"Yes, yes, yes, you're the only one who wants to go!" A young man with a cold expression casually replied, "Going now would make you too conspicuous, and those two brats might not trust you. It's better to wait on the outskirts first. I'll keep an eye on things. The Navy won't stand idly by! It would be good if we could fight the Navy then! What do you say, Shark?"

"Hehe, I like hearing you say that. Let whoever wants to do land reclamation do it, but I definitely have to get involved in the matter of the people of Zhuohai!" The middle-aged man, who had a mouthful of sharp teeth and gill slits on his face from improper fusion with the phantom beast, spoke loudly, and his fierce and valiant aura instantly spread.

However, not all seekers of the land are benevolent. In another stronghold, several seekers with hostile eyes were also plotting:
"The first to reclaim land...do they really think this reputation is easy to come by? Hmph, it'll just help draw their attention. Everyone keep a close eye on them, and once they start fighting, we'll take over the spoils!"

……

The whirlpool in the West Sea began to swirl around Jack and George, but the two were actually towing five wrecked boats strung together like candied hawthorns, drawing circles in the sea.

After several days of slow sailing, Jack and George finally arrived at the designated coordinates. As far as the eye could see, there was only an endless, breathtakingly deep blue. The sea was eerily calm, the sky vast and distant, as if the entire world consisted only of them and their pile of junk.

"This is it!" George took a deep breath of the salty, fishy air, his face beaming with the excitement of a pioneer.

Jack looked at the desolate sea, devoid of even a bird, and hesitated before saying:
"Can this lousy place really work?"

"Nine hundred and twenty meters deep, the seabed is relatively flat, and the ocean currents are stable... It's already a pretty perfect canvas for making a floating island." George looked at the data analysis provided by the AI, knowing that Jack couldn't understand the equations, and directly sent over the punctuated nautical chart.

"You wouldn't understand any more details. Just moor the boat in these positions and tighten the chains!"

"Alright, that's exactly what I was waiting for!"

(End of this chapter)