Fred's Artistic Talent Left Much to Be Desired

To be fair, Fred had very little artistic talent.

Inside the Captain's Cabin, the things Fang Yuan saw most often were all kinds of gold- and silver-plated ornaments.

In this pirate captain's eyes, it seemed that only precious metals counted as real currency.

Of course, when it came to how easily loot could be fenced, that idea wasn't unreasonable.

"As for these oil paintings and statues, I bet they were all brought aboard because they cost nothing."

With a look of disdain, Fang Yuan discovered Fred's little treasury—a small compartment hidden behind a panel. Inside were all kinds of gold coins and gemstones, worth an estimated five or six hundred Gold Galons.

"Greed knows no bounds... If this were Donald, the old Navigator from before, he'd have retired comfortably with this money long ago..."

Fang Yuan shook his head, then noticed a rod-shaped object in the chest. Its surface was gold-colored and studded with large pearls.

"All right... someone certainly knew how to have fun. I wonder which unlucky noblewoman he stole this trophy from..."

Somewhat speechless, Fang Yuan closed the chest and decided he would spend the money at once—either to boost the Mockingbird's Combat Power or to buy people's loyalty.

To be honest, the Mockingbird was just an ordinary Armed Merchant Ship. Fang Yuan had long been thinking about getting a new vessel.

Unfortunately, with his current wealth, there was nothing he could do about it.

But when pirates got lucky, theirs was a business with staggering profits.

No money? Simple. Go rob a few ships, and you'd have everything you needed.

"My pirate fleet won't stop at one ship. My true flagship will need to be at least as good as an Ingsman Steam Ironclad Ship..."

Fang Yuan took his Curved Saber and rummaged around the Captain's