Real Game: I Exposed the Old Ones

With sleepy eyes, a bald man with a sword on his waist barged in directly.

The bald man is nearly two meters tall and has strong muscles. The standard sailor uniform on his body reveals his identity.

But at this time, his shirt was open, revealing the lifelike sea monster tattoo on his chest.

Coupled with his cold and gloomy facial expression, the image of a ruthless man who kills and kills decisively emerges.

Zhu Zheng thought Sir Hunter was finally going to attack him.

He couldn't help but shuddered and woke up instantly.

At this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

[Marvin, Bosun of the Sumatran Queen, my most loyal companion. 】

who is it!

Zhu Zheng was startled and shouted subconsciously.

Yet the room was still shrouded in an odd silence.

No sound came out.

His mouth was closed tightly, showing no intention of obeying the instructions of his brain.

Zhu Zheng was a little panicked.

After trying it several times, he found himself stuck in a dilemma where what he was thinking was completely disconnected from what his body was doing.

He cannot control this body and can only be reduced to a 'spectator'.

At this moment, his mouth suddenly opened and closed uncontrollably.

A rough man's voice came from his mouth: Marvin, I'm taking a rest, what do you want from me at this time?

Captain Obaid, I'm sorry to disturb you, but I want to bring you good news. We have got rid of the terrible fog. In addition, the lookout found an unknown island on the route.

Great, I ordered them to drive over immediately. We are in urgent need of supplies now.

Yes, I'll make arrangements right away.

The conversation ended and Marvin left in a hurry.

Captain Obaid? Is he the Obaid Marsh I know?

After experiencing a moment of trance and astonishment, Zhu Zheng finally woke up.

Then he discovered that this was not the luxurious guest room that Sir Hunter had arranged for him, but a low room that was yellow and black, covered with dust, cobwebs and empty wine barrels.

The air is filled with the smell of damp decay and the unique fishy smell of the sea.

The surrounding walls are made of dismantled wine barrel planks.

The aroma of rum remaining on the wooden boards mixed with the smell of sea in the air, giving off a disgusting and weird smell.

This is a cabin.

In other words, I appeared in a fantasy world again.

Is that the parchment roll?

Combined with the origin of the parchment and the conversation with Boatswain Marvin, I should be possessing Captain Obaid and experiencing what he has experienced.

Zhu Zheng was not a fool. After thinking for a while, he came up with a rough guess.

At this moment Captain Obaid stood up.

The sensory experience in the fantasy world can simply be described as lifelike.

The touch under his feet showed that the floor was also decayed to a considerable degree due to moisture, and it made dangerous creaking sounds as he walked.

It's hard to tell clearly even if you miss the mark.

Captain Obaid had no scruples at all. He strode to the center of the room and came to a pocket round table fixed on the ground. He reached out and grabbed the cup filled with wine and drank it in one gulp.

Zhu Zheng's eyes swept over.

There is also a formal mirror fixed on the wall next to the round table.

Captain Obaid is clearly reflected on it.

He is of medium build, with golden eyes and brown hair, deep eye sockets, and a huge nose like an aquiline, which is his most obvious feature.

In fact, from Zhu Zheng's perspective, Captain Obaid was a man with a tough guy temperament, but at this time he looked heavy and tired, and looked very haggard.

After listening intently to the sound of the waves outside the window for a while, Captain Obaid took out his pistol from under his pillow.

Opening the bedside table, there were hundreds of bright yellow bullets inside, rolling left and right with the rise and fall of the waves.

After skillfully maintaining the firearm and loading the bullet, he put the pistol into the holster he carried with him and walked out of the captain's cabin.

Soon came to the deck.

[The Queen of Sumatra is a medium-sized ocean-going merchant ship with a length of 56.72 meters, a width of 13.14 meters, and a water surface height of 47 meters. It can carry 400 tons of cargo. It is one of only three large ships owned by Marsh Navigation Company. 】

The sound continued.

The words were laced with pride and pride.

The narration, which resembles a voice-over, is actually Obaid’s voice.

In this unique way, the fantasy allows Zhu Zheng to understand the current situation.

At this time, above the sea, the sea breeze was blowing, and there was fog everywhere.

The lightless sky and the dark green sea were connected together, forming a dark curtain in the distance.

Looking at the mist, inexplicable heart palpitations appeared.

At the same time, a picture emerged in my mind.

There were some slimy multi-legged monsters that looked like octopuses, secretly clinging to the iron skin of the ship.

The monster bounces up.

It clung directly to the face of a crew member near the edge.

Special toxins were injected into the mouth and nose, causing the crew to become unstable and fall into the sea.

As if it was a signal, the next moment, terrorist attacks came from all directions.

In the mist, there are mutated octopuses with dozens of tentacles, mermaids that sing seductive songs to seduce the crew, and monsters that look like white sharks but are huge and deformed.

Under the inexplicable influence, these monsters from the deep sea launched a crazy attack on the Queen of Sumatra.

[The vague murmuring voice gave me a vague premonition. It seemed that there was some kind of terror in the fog, which was awakening from a deep sleep. 】

【escape! We can only escape! 】

[I ordered the cargo in the cabin to be thrown away]

[The money lost, coupled with the sailors’ pensions, I feel like my heart is bleeding. I may go bankrupt after this voyage. 】

Many thoughts passed by in a flash.

Obaid came to the cab with a gloomy face.

Captain, I found a small island, we will reach it soon.

Judging from the traces, there should be people living on the island.

With a telescope hanging on his waist and a special metal instrument on his face, the skinny lookout said flatteringly.

Very good, get closer. I need to make up for the losses as soon as possible. Captain Obaid narrowed his eyes and looked cold.

Zhu Zheng watched Captain Obaid's life as if he were just watching a horse fly.

He saw with his own eyes how the other party went into the abyss.

On the unnamed island, Captain Obaid pretended to be enthusiastic and used the remaining worthless goods on the ship to exchange for many local products from the island.

It is worth mentioning that a large part of these local products are gold.

Gold, gift from God, ritual. God likes living soul and body, which makes God happy

Said the leader of the drunken native islanders.

Captain Obeid was moved after seeing such high-quality gold and confirming the authenticity of what the islanders said.

Captain Obeid patted his chest and said to the leader of the islanders: From today on, we are brothers for life. There is a lot of wine on my ship.

He pointed at the Queen of Sumatra docked next to the island.

In this way, Captain Obaid easily obtained the sacrificial rituals and the information about God from the islanders.