Night fell.
Aside from a few pirates assigned to keep watch, everyone else had been sent to rest.
Charles did not rest. Even now, he had not figured out what this pirate crew had come for.
If they sailed off with his ships, that was not much of a problem for Charles.
They were merely ordinary wooden ships; he simply had not made time to refine any himself.
Ships from the Wizard World were far more advanced than those of this plane.
Even the great sea vessel he had traveled on as an apprentice, the kind that had reached Isata, was much larger than most ships in this plane.
Warships would only be even more powerful.
Charles simply had not found the time to build them. Otherwise, even the Demonbone Ship could not compare to vessels from the Wizard World.
It was just that Charles had never had the time to make any, nor had he studied the craft professionally.
If this pirate crew sailed away with the ships, Charles would actually breathe a sigh of relief.
As long as the Outpost Base and Teleportation Beacon were completed, being trapped on this island would be no more than a minor problem.
When the sun rose again, the camp became lively once more.
Charles summoned Quake and the others and instructed them, "Do not arrange any work for everyone over the next two days."
"Have them stay alert and rest for two days."
"No drinking!"
"Yes, Captain!"
Quake immediately went off to make the arrangements.
The pirates quickly began cheering as well, and everyone started preparing a feast in the middle of the camp.
It was a pity they could not drink. Otherwise, the atmosphere would have been even more heated.
If there had been women, the pirates would have been