This pirate only wants to farm.

"It's delicious, it's absolutely delicious!"

"How can this bread smell so sweet? I've almost forgotten the aroma of milk and eggs."

"Irving, get your hand off me! Those are my oranges!"

Elizabeth sat blankly at the wooden table, watching the noisy group of Mink. It was hard to reconcile these ravenous little creatures with the legendary, wise, and nearly extinct Mink tribe.

Even my father had praised the fur tribe's elegance and wisdom more than once. In his words, these fur tribesmen should live forever in libraries filled with books.

Why did they turn into a group of pirates, and why do they look like...?

Is your life miserable?

"Beautiful lady, may I trade this dragonfish meat for your tangerines and breadfruit?"

A furry tribesman with bulging cheeks held a plate of fragrant dragonfish meat in both hands, looking at Elizabeth with a longing expression.

Although the other person tried their best to appear elegant and quiet, their appearance was really not in line with those two words.

Elizabeth nodded, somewhat bewildered. "Of course you can, but dragonfish meat is delicious. Are you sure you don't want to eat it?"

Sal's facial hair twitched twice: "Beautiful lady, if you could only eat fish all year round, you wouldn't find it so delicious."

Even if it's the most delicious dragonfish.

Elizabeth thought about what it would be like to eat only fish for a year, and suddenly felt a chill.

Ignoring Elizabeth's renewed system crash, Sal took advantage of her momentary daze and placed the dragonfish meat directly in front of her. He then quickly snatched the breadfruit, small breadfruit, and several glossy green tangerines from in front of Elizabeth.

Old Tony, though also stuffing breadfruit into his mouth, couldn't help but yell at the kids' complete lack of decorum, "You lot, have some manners!"

After saying that, he looked at Elizabeth apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Miss, I've made you laugh."

Elizabeth belatedly came to her senses and waved her hand somewhat flusteredly, "It's okay, it's okay, I just didn't quite catch on."

Elizabeth couldn't afford to be careless, because her father had told her that to determine whether a furry man was worthy of respect, one should look at the markings on his horns.

The more patterns a fur coat has, the longer the fur coat owner's lifespan is, and the more knowledge they possess.

Clearly, this Minkman named Old Tony is an elderly man who has lived for hundreds of years and possesses a wealth of knowledge.

Old Tony broke open a tangerine and popped it into his mouth, then sighed regretfully: "Please forgive me, but despite their rudeness, they are actually a group of great young men. If it weren't for the need to survive, they would be a group of very trustworthy scholars."

Elizabeth touched her face somewhat awkwardly: "I didn't mean to offend anyone, it's just that this is my first time meeting the Minks, and they seem a bit different from what I've heard..."

Elizabeth realized that what she had said was offensive only after the words were out.

However, old Tony didn't seem to mind. He chuckled and waved his hand, reluctantly putting down the tangerine before saying, "I understand. After all, our current appearance is completely different from the elegant scholars of legend."

"But if it weren't for the pressure of survival, who would willingly become like this?"

"To be honest, we haven't had such a sumptuous meal in a long time."

Elizabeth thought for a moment and nodded heavily.

She wasn't one of those naive young ladies; any crew member who could eat their fill at sea was enough to prove the captain's competence.

But eating your fill at sea is only the first step to survival.

Without vegetables, they will suffer from septicemia; without water, they will die of thirst within a few days.

For the Hades to offer breadfruit, tangerines, and even delicious dragonfish meat as a treat is considered a rather extravagant feast on the high seas.

Not to mention, the great captain also brought out red wine and some of the food they had caught earlier.

However, Elizabeth was still somewhat puzzled: "But with the Mink Tribe's knowledge, it shouldn't be like this..."

Before Elizabeth could finish speaking, Lynch walked over from the side at some point, shaking his head with a smile: "No, you don't understand the Windless Sea."

"The Windless Sea is a place of exile, and the wisdom and knowledge of these little guys are not enough to survive here."

Old Tony, when called "little guy," showed no displeasure whatsoever. Instead, he smiled and nodded in acknowledgment, "Yes, we Minks have wisdom and knowledge, but we can't use them. They're just piles of words."

"The land of the Windless Sea is completely unsuitable for farming and survival. All supplies can only be obtained through trade or plundering those unlucky souls who accidentally wander into the Windless Sea."

"Miss, as you can see, we are just a group of scholars with little fighting ability. It is almost impossible for us to plunder."

Elizabeth gaped. Although she had long heard of the Windless Sea and that it was a gathering place for pirates, she never expected it to be like this.

This was completely different from the windless sea she knew.

Lin Qi leaned against a railing with a sigh, looking at the calm sea: "The sea without wind, as the name suggests, is a sea without wind."

"Large ships simply cannot survive on a calm sea."

"If you accidentally enter the windless sea, and you don't have an oar to paddle out of this area, then this place will only become a huge grave."

"Only small pirate groups can survive on windless seas because their ships are small enough that even a dozen or so people rowing can sail on these windless seas."

"The windless sea is a place where even large groups of pirates cannot survive."

Old Tony's face also showed a hint of sadness: "Yes, this place is almost a dead end even for pirates with strong survival skills."

Lin Qi shook his head, uninterested in continuing the topic: "Alright, let's not talk about these heavy topics anymore. Tell me, what good stuff did you bring this time?"

At the mention of this, old Tony's face lit up with a happy smile, and even a hint of pride appeared on his old face: "Haha, I guarantee you'll be satisfied. This time I'm going to buy all the breadfruit and citrus fruits you've stored up."

Lynch looked at old Tony with curiosity: "Oh? So confident?"

The spice bush and breadfruit seeds in Lynch's hands were all seeds he bought from old Tony.

Old Tony smiled slyly, took out a small velvet pouch from his pocket, and poured the contents into his palm. Upon closer inspection, Lin Qi saw that it was a seed that had already withered.

This seed is not small at all; in fact, it can be described as quite large.

It was about the size of a baby's fist, and its appearance seemed somewhat familiar.

Lynch confirmed several times that the seed had lost its vitality. He looked at old Tony with a strange expression and asked, "You're not planning to trade a withered seed with me, are you?"

Old Tony chuckled and shook his head: "No, of course not."

"What I want to trade with you this time is a coordinate, the coordinate of this seed."

Lin Qi raised an eyebrow and took the seed with interest, examining it in his palm. The rough, fibrous skin looked exactly like a coconut.

But this head is a little too small.

Lin Qi played with the seed in his hand, saying, "This should be some kind of coconut, right? What kind of coconut is it that makes you so confident?"

Old Tony's eyes gleamed, and his tone carried a hint of excitement: "These are the seeds of the Moon Coconut, a magical crop!"

"The fruit it produces can be used as a water source!"

"Great Captain, do you think this clue about the seed could be used as a bargaining chip?"