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Chapter 40 You salvaged rum from the shipwreck?

Ivan, bewildered, shouted.

"It's safe inside! Quick, get me a bottle of wine first! My leg hurts a bit..."

Klaus had no choice but to hold his nose and tiptoe, stepping into the "biological weapons arsenal" as if wading through a minefield.

[My heart aches for you for a second! This is practically a psychological attack.]

[Ivan: The cabin. Klaus: The junkyard!]

[This scene is too graphic, I'm starting to feel suffocated, ugh...]

[The boss's expression: I'm just watching the show.jpg.]

Soon, Klaus rushed out as if fleeing a disaster, dragging out several large boxes still covered with dried seaweed.

He tossed the brown bottle to Ivan, then rushed to the side of the boat, taking deep breaths to cleanse his lungs with fresh air.

The smell in Ivan's cabin...

It's almost as good as rotten flesh and blood that can be used as bait!

And it's a fermented version.

"Thanks, bro!" Ivan didn't mind at all, popped the cork off the bottle, and took a big gulp.

After laughing enough, he went over and helped Klaus carry all the boxes onto the Ghost Bone Boat.

This garbage dump can actually float at sea for two months!

Klaus thought to himself, "If the ship were any bigger, it would probably be home to a whole bunch of rats and cockroaches."

The thought of that scene made Klaus feel nauseous again, so he forced himself to focus on the boxes.

"What's in here?"

"Good stuff." Ivan's cheeks were flushed from drinking. "I salvaged it from a shipwreck."

Shipwreck?

This time, Ren Yi also became interested, and he and Klaus opened the first box together.

A whole case of rum.

Open the second box,

White rum.

The third box...

When all seven boxes were opened, five of them were found to be filled with alcohol.

The other two boxes contained a broken fishing spear and two weapons, which Ivan had promised them.

"Is this what you meant by 'all good stuff'?"

Klaus was utterly dumbfounded, his gray eyes wide open.

"You salvaged a whole shipwreck... just a boatload of liquor?!"

Ivan declared confidently, "Liquor is the blood of warriors, of course it's good stuff..."

Klaus opened his mouth, but ultimately chose to keep it closed.

He turned to examine the two weapons.

Ren Yi picked up a bottle of wine with great interest and shook it in the sunlight; there wasn't much sediment inside.

"It's definitely a good product."

"What?" Ivan was stunned.

"If you're not afraid of freezing to death, it can be used to warm up in the cold and can serve as a short-term emergency substitute for fresh water." Ren Yi paused, his gaze sweeping over Ivan's legs.

"After purification, it can be sterilized, reducing the risk of infection... and can also be used to make Molotov cocktails."

Ivan awkwardly touched his nose.

He was only thinking about enjoying the drink and didn't consider that this thing could be used for anything else.

Klaus had already taken out both weapons.

One was a heavy, single-edged hand axe, its blade thick and heavy. Klaus weighed it in his hand and found it rather heavy.

"This axe is my weapon. I don't like using the other one, so you can have it."

Renyi had no objection, and Klaus had no objection either.

Anyway, once his sequence upgrades to level 2, he can forge metals, so he's not very interested in this kind of finished product.

He randomly picked up another weapon.

It was a Western-style sword with a slight curve—

Or perhaps a scimitar?

It is about one meter long, with a thin blade that gleams with a cold light and looks very sharp. The guard appears to be made of brass and resembles a bird with outstretched wings.

Although he had never used such a cold weapon before, that did not stop him from subconsciously twirling his sword a few times.

The blade flashed through the air, tracing several arcs before finally stabbing forward with a "whoosh," sending a chill down one's spine.

Ivan stared wide-eyed.

He's a trained martial artist, so he can see that the force exertion and center of gravity in any of these movements are precise and efficient, and not just for show.

"Didn't you say you guys weren't very strong in combat?!"

"I'm used to it, even a scalpel is still a knife," Ren Yi explained half-heartedly.

[Wait, you're a doctor, how come you're so good at swordplay?!]

The fact that people from the Dragon Kingdom know martial arts is now completely inexplicable...

[Just a doctor (doge emoji)]

[Ivan: I suspect you're acting against me!]

Ivan touched his throbbing thigh again and chose to remain silent.

Fine, the one with the bigger fist gets to say whatever they want.

Klaus has now given up on investigating the elusive nature of his combat abilities.

In contrast, he was more concerned about the ship.

"Boss... why don't you just dismantle that ship?" he whispered stealthily into Ren Yi's ear.

"Hey! Hans, what did you say?" Ivan protested.

"My Guardian is—"

"A cobbled-together piece of junk!" Klaus interrupted him rudely.

"Repairing it is no less of an undertaking than building a new ship..."

Ivan's face flushed red. If he could still move his legs, he probably would have already gone up to fight in real Kombat.

"That's my beloved wife!"

My beloved...wife?

Klaus stared in disbelief at the wrecked boat. "Is this how you treat your beloved wife?! You won't even let her take a bath!"

"The ocean waves are the best bath!" Ivan put down the bottle.

"My Guardian enjoys the baptism of nature every day!"

"Are you sure no new species has sprouted in your cabin?" Klaus fired off.

Ivan was completely unconcerned about this yin-yang concept; on the contrary, he looked proud.

"I don't mind her, and she doesn't mind me; we're a match made in heaven!"

[Help! Obsessive-compulsive disorder meets a slovenly person... It's like Mars colliding with Earth!]

[Klaus: That's not a boat, it's an ecological petri dish!]

[I think even the most powerful person here is laughing their head off...]

Just as Klaus was about to pull out the hammer and dismantle the ship, Renyi patted him on the shoulder.

"Calm down."

"I can't calm down!"

Klaus looked utterly devastated. "Boss, look at that ship! Why don't we just break it up and use it as firewood?"

He arbitrarily pulled Klaus aside.

Ivan strained his ears to listen carefully, fearing that his "beloved wife" might really have met with a terrible fate.

"Just think about it, fixing it involves so many steps, how much skill would that require?"

Upgrading the [Blacksmith] skill to level 1 requires 1000 proficiency points.

The Ghost Bone Boat was already structurally perfect, so all he could do every day was hammer and tinker to make some decorations, and his skill level increased at a snail's pace.

And Ivan's broken floating object...

The messy "patches" need to be removed, the load-bearing structure of the keel needs to be redesigned, and new reinforcing components need to be made...

"Fixing it will cost at least several hundred points, right?"

That's not a ship, that's a well-developed mine waiting to be mined!

Klaus could almost see the proficiency level increase by 1.

"And it's not like they're working for free,"

"Ivan's sequence allows him to move underwater. Once he recovers, the mineral veins on the seabed..."

This time, not only Klaus's eyes lit up, but Ivan almost threw the bottle away.

Yup!

There's plenty of scrap metal and broken copper underwater.

He had previously thought that there was no point in retrieving it.

But now that we have a blacksmith teammate, won't all that junk finally come in handy?!

"Yes! Bro, that's right!"

"I'm leaving my Guardian in your care! Fix it however you want!"