This pirate only wants to farm.

As Elizabeth's screams, no longer tinged with terror, filled the air, Lynch pushed open the door to the captain's cabin.

Good morning, Captain! Good morning, Wangcai!

Elizabeth exhaled a puff of white mist, her delicate face still bearing an unnatural pallor, though it was much better than before when she looked like a frightened little girl.

Lin Qi and Wangcai stretched together and said, "Good morning."

"squeak."

After letting out a big yawn, Lin Qi looked at Elizabeth, who had already set out the pestle, and asked, "Judging from your expression, you're not as scared as before. Why did you call out again?"

Elizabeth scratched her head a little embarrassedly: "I guess I've gotten used to it. It feels like something's missing if I don't call out to you."

Lin Qi's lips twitched slightly. How could anyone get used to this?

After doing a few stretching exercises and feeling less stiff, Lin Qi began his daily farm work.

After about an hour of work, Lynch looked at the pile of skull coconuts on the deck and nodded in satisfaction.

"These plants that can be harvested every day are really motivating. After Wangcai devours that Storm's Fury, we can find some other high-yield food."

Just then, Tony Stark's voice came from the side of the Hades: "Great Captain, may we proceed with the trade now?"

Lynch stretched and looked down from the edge of the ship's side. He saw that the Scholar was right next to the side of the Territory, and this area was exactly what the figurehead could encompass.

Clearly, this clever old fellow had discovered that the Hades had a figurehead, which could be used to reduce the impact of the torrential rain outside.

Considering the other party was an old scholar who had lived for countless years, it's not surprising that he could recognize the function of the figurehead at a glance.

Lynch smiled and waved to old Tony: "No problem, come on up. I'll show you our new stuff this time."

Because it was raining, Lynch couldn't put all the cargo on the deck, so he had Elizabeth put it in the passageway outside her room. The space there was huge and perfect for storing the cargo. If he took Tony and the others into the cabin, even the well-traveled Scholar would probably not be able to adapt to the strange environment down there.

Lynch thoughtfully held up the oil lamp, smiling as he looked at old Tony: "How's it going? Lots of stuff this time, right?"

Nearly 40 wooden crates were filled with all kinds of bread fruits. There were 20 crates of regular bread fruits, 15 crates of baguette bread fruits, and 5 crates of small breads.

The remaining green tangerines were piled up in a heap, and next to them were stacks of skull-shaped coconuts.

Inside the ship, in the dim green light, there were boxes that looked like coffins, and not far away, there were skulls piled up with oranges.

Of all these fruits piled together, only the oranges look relatively normal.

The furry little creatures on the Scholar huddled together, not daring to even breathe.

They had imagined what the interior of the Hades would look like before. Although they had been to the Hades several times, they had never entered the interior cabins.

But this time, as soon as they entered, they felt the dense, tangible aura of the undead. The chilling, bone-chilling undead element gave them the illusion that if they died here, they would become zombies.

The green oil lamp hanging nearby even revealed the grotesque, distorted phantoms of wailing souls, and the pile of skulls not far away further enhanced the atmosphere.

Old Tony's lips twitched a few times, but he forced himself to remain calm and looked at the pile of skulls not far away, asking, "Are these the coconuts we drank yesterday?"

Lin Qi nodded: "Yes, it's a new variety that I've been cultivating recently. It tastes great and can completely replace the water we usually drink. Plus, there's plenty of it, so you can feel full. It's practically the perfect drink."

Yesterday I was so busy chatting with this person about those two warships of the Oren Empire that I completely forgot to carefully examine that strange mushroom and the skull coconut.

Old Tony not only tasted this skull coconut yesterday, but he also saw it growing on that coconut tree that looked like a bone.

Tony forced himself to remain calm and took a bite, which amazed him. However, because he guessed that the captain wanted to conquer the entire Windless Sea, he put this trivial matter out of his mind. Only now, looking back, did he realize how important this thing really was.

This is a clean and precious water source!

Old Tony swallowed hard and asked cautiously, "Great Captain, may I ask how long these coconuts can be stored, and what their growth cycle is?"

Lynch was completely oblivious to the terror felt by Old Tony and the Mink on the Scholar. He simply stroked his chin with his finger, thought for a moment, and said, "I don't know exactly how long it can be stored. After all, it was only recently planted, not even a month ago."

"However, based on my prediction, storing it for three months shouldn't be a problem. After three months, the taste won't be as good."

"As for the growth cycle, a tree can yield about 10 fruits a day, and it is very easy to grow. You don't have to worry about the yield at all. The purpose of planting it is to have clean water to drink every day."

Old Tony's heart began to tremble when he heard this. A clean water source that could be stored for three months?

After three months, will there only be some taste issues?

Just kidding, is taste a problem?

As long as it wouldn't cause diarrhea, even if the water had a fishy smell, the pirates would still treasure it.

Coconuts can store three months' worth of clean water, and a batch can be harvested every day.

You're saying this is just for having clean water to drink every day?

You're kidding me!

This thing is clearly a strategic material!

Once this type of coconut can be cultivated on a large scale, supplying a naval fleet would not be a problem at all.

Coconuts, breadfruit, and limes...

and many more!

Old Tony suddenly shuddered. He then realized that all the crops on the ship were grown so that they could be grown independently at sea.

It turns out that this person had already planned how to rule this windless sea. Rather than using the Scourge of the Dead to rule the sea, he preferred to conquer it in this gentler way...

Old Tony let out a deep breath and looked at the formidable captain with a meaningful gaze: "You certainly think things through."

Lynch scratched his head. What kind of crazy thing was old Tony thinking of now?

He just wanted to sell some crops. What was he thinking about so much?

But seeing Tony's pretentious expression, Lin Qi shook his head and didn't delve into it further.

The details of the deal for this batch of crops were quickly finalized.

"Keep some of the supplies here for yourself, and trade the rest."

Looking at the overflowing boxes, old Tony wore a farmer's smile.

Anyone who sees these supplies will feel a sense of reassurance.

However, the sheer quantity of supplies made old Tony somewhat uneasy; there were simply too many: "Great Captain, you've brought out far too many supplies this time. We might not be able to complete the transaction with those pirates intact."

"You know how rampant those pirates are. Once they find out that I have so many supplies, they might not trade according to the rules. It would be more worthwhile for them to rob me."

Before old Tony could finish speaking, Lynch waved his hand magnanimously: "Since I asked you to make large-scale transactions, I already thought of that."

"I don't care how much income I can get from this supply; what I want is for the pirates on the windless sea to know that they can trade for food and water with me."

"I'm even prepared that you'll be robbed clean soon."

Old Tony was a little bewildered for a moment. He knew that although this man seemed kind, he was not the kind of person who would let him suffer a loss.

Lin Qi smiled and patted old Tony on the shoulder: "Don't feel guilty. Just do as I say. I just want them to know that there are people who can trade for supplies on the Windless Sea. That's enough."

"I know that pirates are capable of anything if there is enough profit, let alone this most precious resource right now."

Old Tony opened his mouth: "So what's this...?"

Lynch chuckled gently twice: "It's just to raise awareness."

Lin Qi genuinely didn't care; he simply had the idea and wanted to give it a try.

What other pirates considered valuable supplies were nothing more than a burden to him, filling his warehouses, since he would soon reap a harvest of them anyway.

There's no harm in giving it a try; it just means spending a little more time and waiting for the results.

As for whether Tony would suffer a loss because of this, Lynch was not worried at all. If the Scholar was really powerless, it would not have been able to survive for so long on the calm sea.

The only thing to worry about is whether those pirates will gather together to cause trouble for old Tony.

If any fools dare to challenge us, we can send the Hades to accompany old Tony on a trip. Let them experience the unique boarding maneuver, which will save us the trouble of searching for an empty ship.

Once this is done, Lin Qi won't have to do anything anymore; he can just wait for the pirates to help him find magical items and crops.

If this fails, and all of Tony's cargo is stolen by the pirates, he wouldn't mind taking this opportunity to upgrade the Hades a few more levels.

Either way, he'll make a profit, and all he has to give up is the crops that will be harvested in a few days.

This is a sure thing!

Little did he know that Lynch's nonchalance was perceived by old Tony as nonchalance and absolute confidence.

He knew it after all!

The pirates had long since become weak inside due to lack of food and supplies, and the supplies they used to run out and plunder were almost completely depleted in the battle with the Saint Mary.

It could be said that this was the most difficult moment for those pirates.

Although the Mink Tribe is weak, the pirates who can make it to the Windless Sea are at the very bottom of the pyramid.

Why would a pirate who isn't desperate come to live in the Windless Sea?

Now, the St. Mary is the last straw that broke the camel's back. Forget about going out to plunder; old Tony believes that with the Scholar's current fighting strength, it might even be able to take down a few pirates.

Some people might not believe it, but it's safe to say that, aside from the pirates who have disappeared to who-knows-where, the Scholar is probably the strongest ship.

Don't underestimate the Mink Tribe just because they're weak in combat; at least they have food to eat.

Old Tony took a deep breath, nodded heavily, and bowed deeply to Lynch: "I assure you, I will lead the Mink Tribe to become your sharpest weapon."

Lin Qi pursed his lips. It's just helping to sell some things, why are you speaking so formally?

"Alright, don't put so much pressure on yourself. This isn't as important as you think. Just do your best, prioritize your safety, and don't take any risks."

"Go and trade with those pirates who aren't too much of a threat. If that doesn't work, just keep all these supplies for the winter. I don't want to see any of you missing one day."

Lynch was quite magnanimous; he patted old Tony on the shoulder, not wanting him to bear too much burden.

Old Tony let out a long breath, smiled and nodded at Lynch: "Don't worry, I will do my best to help you complete this deal. Although we Mink Tribe don't have much fighting power, we do have some talent in persuasion."

"Stop standing there like idiots, you bunch of brats, hurry up and move your stuff back to the Scholar."

After saying that, old Tony returned to being the captain of the Scholar. He clapped his hands vigorously, bringing the terrified Mink back to their senses, and began directing his men to work.

At this moment, Lin Qi watched as the group of little guys struggled to move the wooden crates. After thinking for a moment, he called over the second mate and the boatswain to help.

Old Tony, who had been watching the little guys work, suddenly noticed the change in the skull on the second mate's head. He was so shocked that he dropped his pipe onto the deck.

What is that?

Do eyes still have flesh and blood attached to bones?

Old Tony thought of a possibility, swallowed hard, and turned sharply to look at the amiable captain who was directing Elizabeth to move the wooden crates.

Is it not just the Hades that is recovering, but also those people coming back?

"Searching for a shattered crown amidst the flames of war..."

As old Tony silently recited the prophecy, he suddenly realized something else terrifying.

If he hadn't led the Scholar to complete the deal he wanted, what method would the captain of the Hades have chosen to conquer the sea?

This is the Hades...

Old Tony's lips trembled as he picked up his pipe. He suddenly realized that the opportunity to determine the future of the world might be in the hands of the Mink Tribe.

Is the raging war a gradual descent into the abyss of death, or will it leave the world with an endless horde of vengeful spirits...?

Old Tony's lips were a little pale.

Such a burden was far too heavy for the fur-bearing tribe.