Navigator: I Have a Legendary Exploration Log

Wirtz focused intently on steering the ship.

Chalice gently took the Bloodthorn Fruit from the folded trench coat pocket and examined it in his palm.

Thankfully, this trench coat wasn't a cheap one.

Although it was torn to shreds, the areas reinforced with multiple layers of fabric, such as the lining and pockets, were still relatively intact.

In fact.

Cheryl bought a whole suitcase of these short trench coats that are warm, durable, and have a neat design.

I'm used to wearing it.

He feared that one day he would never be able to buy this trench coat again, the stitches of which he had grown accustomed to.

As for why he abandoned the common captain's attire and chose a short black trench coat instead.

The reason is also very simple.

My mom bought me one when I first started high school...

So when Cheryl saw the familiar trench coat, she made her decision.

I wore this without any particular reason for changing my clothes...

The deep red fruit gleamed with a waxy sheen under the light.

Like congealed blood, or like a precious ruby.

The surface of the fruit feels very smooth to the touch.

But Charys could sense the spirituality contained within it.

Rich, violent, and full of life...

This is one of the main materials he needs to advance to the second tier [Connoisseur].

Besides.

There are two more things.

The pituitary gland of the unicorn hippocampus and the tentacles of the black-striped octopus.

However, compared to the bloodthorn tree, which has an extremely special growing environment and whose finished fruit is extremely precious.

In a sense, these two extraordinary marine creatures are actually quite easy to obtain.

After all, this is the world.

Few islands, but plenty of ocean.

The vast ocean is boundless.

It is both a shackle that hinders human reproduction and survival, and an inexhaustible treasure trove.

Chalice's throat bobbed.

He resisted the urge to eat it and carefully put the fruit away again.

The pain from the wound persists, but it is now within a tolerable range.

Chalice closed his eyes.

Let your consciousness sink into your body and feel the spirituality flowing slowly within you.

Wherever they went.

The wound is healing much faster than before.

Although it is not obvious, it does exist.

This is one of the advantages of those who are extraordinary.

In addition to basic endurance and explosive power, even their recovery ability is stronger than that of ordinary people.

This is still a food critic.

If it were someone skilled in healing or possessing extraordinary abilities, this injury would probably have already healed...

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Ding ding ding—

Wirtz pulled the power joystick back step by step.

The speed of the Homecoming gradually decreased.

Chalice looked into the distance.

Two ships were still moored there.

Although the man named "Fan" was dead, his lingering influence still prevented his crew from leaving without permission.

Previously, Chalis and the others left the island too quickly.

Even though they noticed ships coming and going, perhaps due to a lack of leadership, the ship flying the bronze flag remained obediently in its original position.

Inside the telescope.

The sailors on that ship were running around in a panic, seemingly busy with something.

Chalice rubbed his temples and ordered, "Have everyone prepare their weapons, signal with flags, and prepare to approach."

"it is good."

Wirtz relayed the order.

Chalice touched the gauze and bandages on his back; there was no damp bloodstain. He simply found another trench coat and put it on.

I dare not button up all the buttons.

His chest was exposed, covered in bandages.

soon.

The Return Home ship then approached the two anchored vessels.

The two sides were more than ten meters apart.

The sailors on the bronze ship were no longer as calm and confident as before; they looked at the Homecoming ship with fear on their faces.

Especially the black-haired captain standing at the bow of the ship.

"Sir, I apologize for firing the shot so abruptly and disturbing you. It was the captain's order..."

The man in the lead was a man with a fawning expression.

However, before he could finish speaking...

Chalice then raised his hand to interrupt him.

"No need for further explanation! Did you send anyone to the island to look for your captain?"

"We thought about it... but... but we didn't go..."

The man looked somewhat awkward. "However, as a first-tier warrior of extraordinary ability, the captain should not..."

"Don't assume that!"

Chalice shouted, "Your captain and his crew who came ashore have been killed by the Bloodthorn Tree!"

"I risked my life to burn that thing, which was my way of avenging them! Now! What do you plan to do?"

"Come back to Simon Island with me? Or send people to the island to search for them? But I can't guarantee the island is absolutely safe right now; after all, who knows if there might be a few Bloodthorn Trees that haven't been burned yet!"

Here, Cherries used a little trick.

He did present two options, but deliberately added a significant risk to the second option.

It seems that the choice was given to these people, without being aggressive or forcing them to leave with him.

But everyone has selfish desires.

It is human nature to seek advantage and avoid harm.

Although these people had the excuse of being under the captain's orders, they hadn't checked the situation or provided support to their captain for so long.

This is enough to show that these crew members are not very "loyal".

Loyalty that is not absolute is absolute disloyalty.

Think differently.

If Cherry were in trouble, Eddie and the other sailors, along with Max who had just boarded the ship, would likely be conflicted, but at least Wirtz and Rumlow would try to rescue him.

Because similar situations have occurred before.

So, in his heart, Chalice briefly mourned for Finn, who had been dead for a long time.

They're captains, after all.

Seeing his colleague end up so lonely, Cherries felt a pang of sympathy and pity.

However, this did not stop him from getting things done.

When the suspicions that had been in his mind were confirmed, chaos erupted on the ship.

However, under the man's suppression, order was quickly restored.

"Sir, we are willing to return to Simon Island with you now! If you accept, we would be very happy to offer you this temporarily unclaimed ship!"

Chalice thought for a moment without showing any emotion, then loudly agreed: "Let's put aside the ownership of this ship for now, I need you to send someone to check on the cargo ship next to it!"

"It doesn't matter if no one wants to go, you can use grappling hooks to tow the ship away."

Another commotion erupted on the bronze ship.

Soon.

A reply came from the other end.

They didn't dare to investigate the unmanned cargo ship, but towing it along was an option.

Seeing this, Chalice did not insist.

Because that's also one of his little tricks.

If you force them to go.

These self-preserving types are definitely unwilling, and might even turn against you.

If they are given some leeway, then whether they actually go to investigate or don't want to go but agree to tug the boat, that's fine.

It would be beneficial and harmless for Chalice.

These people had been living in fear for a long time.

Finally, I had a reason to leave, and I couldn't wait to turn around and leave at full speed.

Several grappling hooks were thrown out by the sailors and, after several attempts, were successfully secured to the bow of the merchant ship.

After obtaining Chalice's consent.

The bronze ship, now without its captain, immediately set sail, towing the unmanned merchant ship and accelerating towards Simon Island.

The horn of home followed a hundred or two meters behind them, moving at a leisurely pace.

Chalice gazed at the two ships ahead, many thoughts flashing through his mind.

There are still many mysteries surrounding this mission.

If Chalice is in good condition, he might personally inspect the merchant ships or return to the island.

He's in a very bad state right now.

To be on the safe side, let's not investigate further.

Chalice leaned back in his chair uncomfortably.

With the low hum of the engines and the rocking of the ship, it slowly sank into its first real rest since the great battle...

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