Cyberzaun, Machinarium

Enoch raised his eyebrows and said nothing, then turned to look at the last person and said, "So who are you?"

"Broken Hook, thanks to you, I will be in charge of the Slaughterhouse Wharf from now on." A terrifying smile appeared on his hideous face, and his scar twisted like a worm. "If you weren't stupid enough to blow up the Slaughterhouse Wharf, I might like you a little more."

Not surprisingly, the pirates always liked to show their strength, and one of the ways they did that was to act in a relentless and aggressive manner, going crazy all the time, and kicking even a passing dog.

Even Enoch was a little surprised at how good his temper had become. He slowly leaned back on the high-backed chair, listening with great interest to see what crazy words these pirates would utter next.

After licking the ugly scar on his mouth, Broken Hook became excited when he saw Enoch showing no expression. It seemed that this little pink-faced boy came from that business city after all. His mind was full of negotiations, just like those people he met at sea before. He would show all his cards if threatened.

"Do you know how long it will take me to rebuild the slaughterhouse? Without this place, how could those coolies have the money to come to your place to drink? How could they have the money to sleep on a woman's belly? Just because of your mistake, I have to repair it again, and it will take at least half a year. A full half a year."

Enoch clasped his hands in front of him, trying not to laugh. "Interesting statement, so you're asking me for compensation?"

"That's not necessary. From now on, we'll all be brothers eating together. But I won't be able to hand over my share of the money for half a year. I'm going to use it to repair those ships."

"Indeed, please understand. After all, if there are no sailors or gamblers coming here to spend money, we will not be able to provide the money to you. You must understand this. It is the law of business, right?" Sir Petyr Harker pretended to be elegant while turning the crystal glass. Perhaps remembering that Enoch's firepower was too strong, he added, "It was the same when Planck was the Pirate King."

Except for the taciturn Crow, the remaining two captains were complacent. After all, it was with their men maintaining order that this pirate city had a little order. Once they let it go, the endless firefights would make it impossible for anyone to do business.

If the newcomer wanted too much, then they could unite and make it so that the little pink-faced man from Zaun and his sailors couldn't buy any wine and couldn't have any fun. According to past experience, the sailors, who had nowhere to vent their anger, would soon mutiny, and he would have a lot of headaches. It was even possible that he could take advantage of the chaos to seize the charming ship.

After all, these pirate captains are a group of desperate criminals who are gathered together by gold coins and good wine. If we follow this method, the success rate is very high.

Enoch picked up Jinx's hanging braids and entangled them in his hands, patiently listening to the complaints of several people. "I have heard your... requests, but I see that some people have not expressed their opinions. So... Captain Crow, do you have anything else to say?"

Crow said nothing, just shook his head. He was indeed cruel and murderous, but he was not a fool. He had lived so long because he was good at observing people's expressions and had seen all kinds of people. So he knew clearly that this smiling businessman was the same kind of person as him, even more terrifying. He would anger the other party with a word at any time, and then hang up and bleed anyone who disrespected him.

"Very well, now that you have all stated your requests, let me provide you with something as well," Enoch said and waved his hand. Miss Fortune pushed a dining cart covered with a large piece of cloth forward. When the three captains' eyes were fixed on this thing, she suddenly lifted the cloth.

"As you can see, this is the Planck you mentioned before. Unfortunately, he was found near the debris of the Abyss. Judging from his appearance, maybe he died in an accident?" Enoch showed several pirates as if they were showing fresh food. The limbs of this former island overlord were not only missing some organs, but also twisted together. The clothes in front of him were mixed with flesh and blood. Only vaguely could one tell that he was the disaster of the sea.

At least that's what Sarah reported, and given the lady's hard work, Enoch didn't pay much attention to the bullet holes in the pirate's head and chest.

Judging from the fact that Miss Fortune was in a good mood and was maintaining her two muskets this morning, she was really ready to work for Enoch. After all, the other doctor captive ran away as soon as he got off the ship, while Sarah was still busy, and even prepared some oil paints for Jinx that she got from somewhere so that she could create to her heart's content in the port.

Looking at the corpse of their former overlord, these captains finally realized that the man in front of them was different from previous pirates. Pirates are after money after all, and killing someone without interrogating Planck's treasure was obviously not in line with the logic of this group of people.

Looking at the silent captains, Enoch nodded with satisfaction. "Very good, facts speak louder than words. I am glad that you did not ask those stupid questions again. I want you to know that the reason you are sitting here is simply because I don't want to continue fighting, not because I can't fight."

"I want to remind you that all the properties you just introduced belong to me. If I'm in a good mood, I can share some of them with you, but please remember that I'm the one who makes the decision. If I don't agree, you can't take them away."

Chapter 159 Tribute is a high-level form of alliance

The slightly arrogant words angered Broken Hook. The pirate captain slammed his fist on the table and stood up. Fortunately, he still had some reason and controlled himself not to say anything unpleasant.

But even so, his action was considered an act of usurpation in Jinx's eyes. Without even thinking twice, the girl shot at the ugly scarred face.

Everything happened so fast that before the other two could react, the person in charge of the so-called slaughterhouse dock had already fallen face up in a pool of his own blood.

To be honest, Jinx's actions were beyond Enoch's expectations, but overall there was no big problem. Since the Slaughterhouse Docks could elect a leader within a day, it would be no big problem if there was a new person in charge tomorrow.

In the eyes of the other two captains, this thin woman had obviously accepted Enoch's orders. The death now meant only one thing: this guy was ready to fight back.

After all, she is just a little girl from outside the city who doesn't know any rules. How can she expect to gain a foothold in Bilgewater?

They secretly slandered in their hearts, but the remaining two people didn't dare to say a word. The unreasonable Ocean Disaster had just died, and Bilgewater welcomed another madman. It seemed that Pirate Bay would never be quiet.

Enoch patted Jinx's lower back gently, signaling the girl to calm down. There was no need to get angry with such a person. However, her actions did calm down the other captains. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Enoch put forward his own opinions.

"I will build a Governor's Mansion belonging to Losrian on the land near the port area. From now on, you will pay 3% of your profits as taxes every month, and pay 7 million gold snake coins in one lump sum every year as protection fees for the waterway. If you are unwilling, I will let someone who is willing to make this deal be the person in charge. At the same time, as part of maintaining the safety of the waterway, you must also provide sailors to carry out repairs on the Governor's Mansion as required."

"I have stated my request. Who agrees? Who opposes?"

It was obvious that the captains present were very uncomfortable. This would be a huge sum of money, and they were unwilling to pay it back now. Some of them disagreed intentionally, and the corpses on the ground explained the consequences of opposition, especially the so-called waterway maintenance fees - they were pirates, and they had only heard of them robbing others. What waterway was there? This money was obviously extortion.

But there was no point in disagreeing. The other party's fist was harder, and he was unable to deal with the big ship. He had to either leave Bilgewater and make a living somewhere else, or just pay the money and be done with it.

Others still have options, but for the captain whose majority of his subordinates are Bilgewater natives, he can only choose to accept the money.

Seeing that the captain no longer had any questions, Enoch smiled with satisfaction, raised the cup in front of him, and clinked it with the remaining two captains.

"In that case, I will welcome you two at the Governor's Mansion to implement the first income as soon as possible." Enoch pointed at the corpse on the ground and said, "Please carry this thing out, and by the way, tell the new person in charge of the slaughter dock about the specific results of our discussion."

After the two captains left in disgrace, the waiter of May Kiss immediately cleaned up the bloodstains, replaced the table with a clean set of dishes, and served the rich dishes prepared in advance.

It seemed that Miss Fortune had been very busy these past two days. She did not bother to hide her behavior in front of her two acquaintances and started to eat and drink heartily. She had discovered that this crazy arms dealer was being taken advantage of by that little girl, and her flirting these days was no different from looking at a blind man.

“Now that your revenge is complete, what are your plans next?” Enoch fiddled with the meat that Jinx had cut into small pieces, and asked Miss Fortune about her plans as if he was chatting.

"No, I'm just working for you again." Sarah picked up the red wine, feeling a little nervous. Did she offend this arms dealer again?

"Tell me about your plan, I want to hear it." Enoch was unmoved. He didn't believe that someone who could endure for ten years for revenge couldn't even come up with a plan for the future.

Miss Fortune hesitated for a moment, then drank the wine in her glass. "I might go back to my old job, put a bounty on the heads of those valuable people, get myself a new warship, and continue to make a living on the sea. If you have business by then, you must help me. Of course, if you really want to leave me alone, I haven't forgotten what's around my neck."

Jinx raised her head and casually drew circles in front of her eyes with her fork. "Ha, how much can you earn working at sea? Why don't you be my secretary? I have a lot more work to do after the last secretary died. Why don't you come and help me?"

"The last secretary? What happened to her?"

"She's dead. I killed her, but you can't blame me. She deceived Littlefinger. She deserved it." The girl didn't care at all and poured the divided meat into Enoch's plate again.

"Forget it. I still have a lot of life to enjoy." Sarah shook her head. With her abilities, since she was able to thrive in this sea before, there was no reason why she couldn't do so in the future. While she could use the Loslien Company's skin, maybe she could rise even faster.

"The slaughterhouse docks, taverns, brothels, casinos...how is our pirate lady going to bribe her subordinates when these businesses are occupied?" Enoch asked intentionally or unintentionally. This woman is a local boss, and he is very interested in Bilgewater's unique business model. Maybe she can give him some inspiration.

"Well... being your lover? That's a good idea," Sarah laughed twice. "I won't suffer any loss anyway, what do you think, handsome boy?"

"I think you're very interesting." Jinx looked at Miss Pirate with an innocent face, resting her little face gently on her clasped hands, and sighed softly, "Maybe I can talk to you privately about what kind of play Little Finger likes? Don't worry, I'll try not to hurt you."

No way, Jinx is about to twist this woman's head off.

"Don't worry, I will serve the handsome boy comfortably and make sure he is happy every day." Miss Fortune was not afraid of the little girl. She understood that she was still useful to Enoch. The little girl was just venting her anger. She would never kill herself before the man nodded. Of course, some bleeding was likely to occur.

"Okay," Enoch said, hugging the angry Jinx, "Let's end this boring topic and don't care about her."

"Now, Miss Sarah, are you interested in taking a new job?"

Chapter 160: The Rise of the Female Admiral of Bilgewater

Perhaps Enoch's tone was suddenly a little more gentle than usual, and Miss Fortune found it very strange for a moment. After all, according to her understanding, this arms dealer would only act superior when he wanted something. The arrogant demeanor of a foreign little pink face would definitely cause dissatisfaction among the locals, and he would suffer a great loss sooner or later.

Enoch ignored Miss Fortune's alert look and took the bottle and poured two glasses of red wine to Miss Fortune.

"The Foreign Affairs Department of Loslien Technology Company has just drawn up a long list of agreements with local captains, but there is a lack of local supervision. I doubt the enforcement of this agreement and worry that these captains will not be very decent... So I hope that you, as an inspector, can help us sort out the small problems in maritime trade."

"Of course, as your superior, I will provide you with the corresponding armed forces and a warship with sufficient firepower. If you encounter problems that are difficult to solve, you can contact Atlas Security Group at any time. The company will help you deal with these disturbances or riots."

Gently stroking the rim of the crystal wine glass, Sarah asked hesitantly, "What can I get?"

"Power, status, respect, and of course, a lot of visible gold coins. I don't care who is the captain. I only care that Loslien can collect the income on time. Do you understand?"

"I need a lot of money, otherwise my subordinates will be bought off by others..."

Enoch sneered and said, "That's not a problem. Losrian will build a Baju temple in a suitable place. There will be taverns, casinos and brothels nearby. You will be responsible for the operation of these places."

Miss Fortune raised her glass and said, "I want a big ship as beautiful as the one outside."

The wine glasses clinked gently, making a crisp sound "deal"

"We will provide you with a large cruiser equipped with a Hex magic shield and a 360mm long-range artillery, which will be enough for your use. I hope you can fulfill your promise as soon as possible."

Enoch stood up, and put on the captain's tricorn hat handed to him by his subordinate. He flipped it lightly a few times, and the beautiful feathers slid out an elegant arc with the movement, and gently covered the fiery red hair under Miss Fortune's eager gaze.

"Now, dear Captain Sarah," Enoch said, sitting sideways on the table, lifting the girl's chin and looking at Miss Fortune's new look, "what are you going to name your ship?"

The Siren's red lips slightly opened, and Sarah kissed the badge ring on Enoch's hand. "I won't let you down."

"Don't be nervous. I've always been generous to my friends. Stabilize the situation as soon as possible. A team of researchers will come here to study the relevant data of Shadow Island. Just remember to protect them."

This was a rare occasion since they went to sea where both the host and the guests enjoyed themselves so much. Miss Fortune profoundly demonstrated how she had become a dangerous and deadly yet attractive red rose. Even Jinx was amused by her and rarely stopped being wary of this former female pirate and current female admiral.

Of course, the good relationship is still at the stage where Enoch needs this woman as a thug. If she does anything inappropriate, maybe Jinx will be kind enough to go there in person.

The next morning, Miss Fortune changed into a slim-fitting captain's uniform and wore a gorgeous hat as she excitedly went to participate in the site selection for the company's headquarters. Enoch took Jinx back to the headquarters where they had just landed.

"So, now that Miss Smooth-mannered has left, is there anything else you want her to do? Do you want me to switch with her so that she can please you?" Jinx's tone was stiff. She didn't like Enoch valuing someone other than her.

"Are you jealous?" Enoch gently lifted up the girl's face and forced out a strange smile. "I have to find someone to take charge of the problems on this island. I can't bear to be so far away from you. You have to follow me all the time."

Lifting aside the girl's bangs, Enoch gently kissed her forehead. "Please notify the shipyard to launch the cruiser as soon as possible, using traditional artillery instead of installing arcane turrets. Also notify the design bureau to put the manufacture of the large aircraft on the agenda. We need something that can quickly transfer a large amount of equipment. At least the prototype should be built before we go back."

"You only know how to order me around." Jinx held her little finger in dissatisfaction, and took the opportunity to quietly tighten her arms. "You haven't coaxed me for a long time. Am I too good to you?"

"Absolutely not, I promise." Enoch felt the faint pressure coming from his ribs. "I'm just used to having you by my side. I apologize, okay?"

After a long silence, Jinx relaxed a little, but still complained a little, "Then you have to be careful next time... I'm going to contact the factory first, you have to think about how to please me."

"Yes, Miss."

………………

Rubbing his slightly aching chest, Enoch reflected on whether he had neglected the girl a little during this period. Probably not, why did she suddenly get so angry?

Enoch was puzzled. He had to spend some time thinking about how to take the girl to play around nearby. But this was Bilgewater. The drinks in the tavern were not as rich as those in the base, and the casino was not interesting. He couldn't take the girl to a brothel.

Shaking his head, Enoch instantly rejected the unreliable idea. It would be better to go to such a place and watch the stars with the girl in his arms. At least there would be no trouble.

Before Enoch could come up with any good ideas, the office door suddenly opened and Jinx walked in carrying a large bottle of Noxian liquor.

Different from before, the girl's footsteps this time were unusually soft, as if she was stepping on cotton. She was not as carefree and lively as before. This time she was gentle like a coquettish kitten.

"What's wrong? Was there any problem in the contact?" Enoch was a little unsure about the girl's condition. Was she still angry?

"Do you want me?" A sweet voice came, but when the voice was about to end, it raised a tempting little tail hook, tickling people's hearts.

Although Enoch didn't know what the girl was doing, he was happy to cooperate.

The girl gently jumped onto the sofa, stepped over a few cushions, and gently lay on the sofa. "Come on, play with me."

Little Finger raised his eyebrows slightly, put the documents aside, and pulled the cigar box over to the side. "Are you not angry anymore?"

The girl let out a series of soft laughter. "How could I be angry, dear?"

Turning around and jumping off the sofa, Jinx leaned on the desk, lit the lighter and held it in front of her little finger, "Hurry up... I can't wait any longer, come and hug me."

"Of course." Enoch nodded with a smile, threw the cigar aside, and activated the Hextech Arcane Shield.

"Who the hell are you?"

Chapter 161: Evelyn's Hunt (Part 1)

The Rune War hundreds of years ago brought great changes to this continent. Mountains and rivers shifted, seawater flooded back, and many cities were on the road to destruction because they studied "World Runes" too much.

In addition to attracting many enemies who were eyeing the local life, the unstable arcane energy also combined with the local life to produce many wonderful changes.

Demons are one of them. No one can tell where they came from. All we know is that any demon can be the final boss in the scariest stories.

The best way to describe them is that they are so strange and hard to defend against. Some say they were summoned from other dimensions by reckless wizard apprentices, while others say they emerged from the overflowing emotions of living creatures.

No matter how this is explained, it does not cause much interference to the demons themselves. For them, satisfying their own demands is more important than anything else.

Born from the emotions after the Rune Wars, the Pain Demon follows its instincts - follow pain, create pain, and then drink pain.

This is not easy. At the beginning, its appearance is extremely scary. Anyone in front of it will flee in panic. It is fear that drives the biological instinct. To the Demon of Pain, it is like something rotten, spoiled, fallen to the ground and stepped on.

So it learned to disguise itself, dressing itself up as something no one could refuse, setting traps like a skilled hunter, attracting ignorant and excellent prey. When the prey was filled with enough positive emotions, it was time to enjoy the food. The words inflicted huge damage to the prey, and made it suffer the extreme pain that erupted in that instant.

Evelyn never tired of this kind of activity, so she wandered across the continent, enjoying his delicious food.

Demacia and Ionia tasted like old wine from sealed cellars, delicious but too much trouble, but interesting to her, but the local environment was annoying, Noxus or Freljord tasted like fast food, easy to make but not tasty enough, but the way these people struggled in pain was the best; Piltover and Shurima were boring and uninspiring, Zaun tasted weird and was really mediocre, and as for Bilgewater? This place was full of desperate people who were in danger of losing their lives, emotional, and full. But drunkards were often slow to react, adding a touch of imperfection.

However, due to the bad luck and the threat of the Soul-Eating Night, few sailors who stayed here were happy. Even when they were gambling, they were worried about their lives. This food tasted too bad. It really couldn't meet Evelin's requirements.

After the Soul-Eating Night was over, before she could wander around for a while, the artillery fire covering the entire dock sent the prey she was looking for directly to the bottom of the water. The rise of the new overlord also made these sailors learn to be cautious in their words and actions temporarily, at least before settling down. No one would get drunk again. In this situation, it was very easy for someone to quietly kill them.

Evelyn wandered in the street like mist. She looked at the harpooner lying in the gutter, shaking a bottle of rum, waiting aimlessly for his employer's call. This kind of guy was originally the kind of rubbish she would not even look at, but she hadn't eaten for several days now. She thought a little desperately about using him to fill her stomach. She glanced at the decadent harpooner again. He was snoring and throwing the crab that had bitten his toe into the cabin on the side.

Evelyn was ashamed of her hesitation just now. A guy like this could be easily defeated by just beckoning with a finger, as long as she was careful not to have too many people see it. However, he was already so numb that Evelyn was worried that even if she had to tear off his skin, she would only get a slight reaction.

This was a serious problem. Evelyn knew her own tastes and habits very well. Such boring stimulation would not only fail to satisfy her, but might even make her more nauseous and uncomfortable.

The suddenly opened casino attracted Evelyn's attention. The two female pirates hugged each other and could not wait to go into the alley next to them. A sticky panting sound was heard.

Maybe she could try to join in, Evelyn thought, so that while she was skinning someone, another pirate watching nearby would provide her with some extra entertainment?

They gave up before they left and waited for Evelin to show up. Even though the two women were comforting each other, they still frowned. There was a lot of gloom in their hearts.

This was not good, Evelyn enjoyed creating pain with her own hands.

Evelyn kept moving back and forth instinctively. The thugs in the tavern, the guards in the warehouse, and the sentries on duty could not stop her, and they couldn't even detect her existence.

She is like the wind, blowing up fallen leaves and leaving traces, but no one can see them.