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The small boat glided on the sea.

"Boss, I think this ship should have a name."

Klaus fiddled with a stool leg while chatting idly.

"Isn't there one? The Ghost Bone Ship."

"No, I'm referring to the name we chose ourselves."

He looked around and pointed to the Sirens statue, "Something like 'Nemesis' or 'Eye of the Abyss,' sounds more imposing."

After careful consideration, he thought, "How about calling it 'Raising the Coffin for Fortune'?"

[Coffin Bro's taste remains consistently excellent!]

[A name that sounds like "raising a coffin brings wealth"? That's auspicious! I'll vote for it!]

[How much does this big shot want to get promoted and make a fortune...?]

Before Klaus could even complain about the name, Renyi suddenly stood up and looked into the distance.

"What's wrong?"

Over there, one could vaguely see churning water, and a huge dark shadow rose up, stirring the seawater.

Even from a distance, you could see that the thing was enormous, with its two giant claws resembling sledgehammers creating towering waves.

This time, without needing to be told anything, he saw it clearly and couldn't help but gasp.

It was an unbelievably giant crab!

Its rocky, grayish-brown shell, covered with spikes and jagged, reef-like features, looked almost half the size of the giant tortoise they had encountered before, like a small reef island.

What's most alarming is that there's a human figure on its back that seems to be fighting!

"Should we go over there?"

"Let's see how it goes."

The idea is that a monster of this level, with no obvious weaknesses, shouldn't be touched lightly. However, if that person can fight the crab to a draw, there might be some advantage to be gained.

The ghost ship quietly stopped at a safe distance, ready to escape at any moment.

The battle on the crab's back was extremely fierce. The man moved swiftly, while the crab frantically swung its giant claws, but couldn't manage to smash them onto its own back.

"It's Ivan!"

Klaus recognized him.

"The number 11 contestant from the Russian Bear Country, whose sequence is [Deep Sea Barbarian], is a formidable lone wolf."

Klaus entered the Ocean Era only a few days earlier than anyone else.

When he was watching live streams on Blue Star, he learned about all the well-known players.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the battle situation on the other side suddenly changed.

Cancer seems to have realized that this won't work.

The crab leaped out of the sea, violently shaking its back in an attempt to shake off the fleas clinging to it.

It did indeed succeed.

Ivan had to dodge the giant claws while also watching out for the holes in the crab's shell that occasionally spewed out water jets. Caught off guard, he was thrown off.

Under the watchful eyes of Renyi and Klaus, it landed squarely beside their boat.

"Holy crap?"

He uttered his first swear word since entering the game.

The splashing seawater soaked them both.

The culprit, despite being thrown so far, didn't faint and immediately surfaced from the sea, lively and energetic, and managed to grab the gunwale.

He shook his wet brown hair, revealing a angular face full of ferocity.

"Get out of here!"

He paused for a moment after seeing Renyi and Klaus.

He then frowned and gave an impatient warning:

"This isn't a place for newbies like you to watch the show!"

Klaus wanted to say that they weren't there to watch the show.

Meanwhile, Ren noticed a pale red patch rapidly spreading across the seawater where Ivan was.

This amount of bleeding definitely indicates that an artery has been damaged.

Even if the crab stops chasing, the person will still die in a few minutes.

His gaze swept over Ivan at random.

This player is very strong; his first reaction upon seeing them wasn't to try and shift the blame or ask for help, but rather to warn them to leave.

Such people possess absolute pride and a strong bottom line.

He is a qualified potential ally.

"Pull him up."

Klaus immediately reached out, and together with Ren Yi, they pulled the burly man, who weighed over 200 pounds, onto the deck.

Ivan did indeed have a hole in his left leg, probably from the water jets on the crab's back. Blood was gushing out like a tap that had been turned on.

"Damn it! It's a ruptured major artery!"

Even though he wasn't a doctor, Klaus understood what this kind of injury meant.

Renyi glanced calmly at the wound, grabbed Ivan's right hand, and swiftly plunged two of his fingers into the bleeding wound.

"Hold it down."

Under the stunned gazes of Klaus and Ivan, Renyi quickly ran to the figurehead.

Renyi's movements were so quick and natural that Ivan didn't even have time to feel the pain in his leg; he only felt a slight chill.

What the hell is this?

[This is too hardcore...]

[Ivan: Who am I? Where am I? How did my fingers get into my leg?]

[Coffin Guy: Don't ask, just answer with expertise.]

[The Russian Empire is probably dumbfounded...]

"Press harder!"

He arbitrarily removed the 'seal' from the [Bio-Photonic Energy Module] (the wooden lampshade made by Klaus).

"If you don't want to bleed to death, stab yourself deeper."

Ivan instinctively exerted force, and immediately gasped in pain, but... the bleeding point was indeed blocked.

Just then, the crab paddled over, its eight legs propelling it through the seawater.

"Boss!"

"Don't panic, close your eyes."

Just as the Cancer raised a wave, and its enormous shadow loomed over the small boat—

"Intense light pulse!"

Suddenly, the coral nerve bundle at the bow emitted a blinding white light, like a sun, which spread outwards from the small boat!

"squeak--!!!"

The crab's excellent 360-degree field of vision was suddenly attacked by several times stronger light, causing it to temporarily lose its sight and become confused. Its two giant claws swung aimlessly in front of it.

Klaus reacted extremely quickly and immediately adjusted the sails.

With the help of the waves created by the crab, the small boat quickly escaped the danger zone.

"What are you trying to do?!"

Ivan, still with his fingers stuck in the wound, watched as Renyi squatted down next to him with a fishing rod and asked warily.

Ren ignored him, examined the wound herself, and then took two pieces of hemp rope and tightly bound them around Ivan's wound.

"No anesthesia, just bear with it."

As he spoke, he reluctantly took a piece of fishing line and threaded it onto the hook.

[Holy crap! They used fishhooks to sew it up?!]

[Just looking at my legs is making them hurt...]

This is comparable to scraping the bone to remove poison...

[Ivan: I just wanted a ride on a boat, I didn't expect to experience the Ten Great Tortures of the Qing Dynasty!]

Once ready, he pulled out Ivan's finger at will, then pinched the fishhook and plunged it deep into the exposed flesh.

"!"

Ivan grunted, tensing his muscles so much that the veins on his neck bulged, but he didn't move an inch.

Klaus watched from the side, grimacing in disgust.

So I grabbed a paddle and ran to the stern to look in the direction of the crab and see if it was chasing me.

"How did you get involved with that big guy?"

Ivan's muscles were so tense that sewing was a bit difficult, so he opened his mouth to try to distract him.

Upon hearing this, Ivan's expression darkened.

"That's bad luck!"

"I found a shipwreck on the seabed and wanted to go down and salvage something, but I never expected it to be a crab's nest."

Taking advantage of his distraction while he was talking, she quickened her pace.

The fishing line was repeatedly threaded through the skin and flesh, knotted, cut, and finally a strip of cloth was used to make a bandage with appropriate pressure to treat the wound.

"Press on the wound, but don't press too hard."

After giving his instructions, he loosened the hemp ropes at the top and bottom. Blood seeped slightly through the cloth strips, but there was no sign of a large outflow.

There are no problems for now.

"Thanks..." Ivan was covered in cold sweat after escaping a close call.

"You're welcome,"

He casually wiped the blood from his hands, revealing a gentle smile.

"I'm a doctor, it's my duty to save lives."

Klaus brought him half a bottle of water.

Ivan didn't stand on ceremony, tilting his head back and drinking it all in one gulp, then spoke up first.

"My ship is nearby. Take me there, and you can have half of the supplies on board."