On the eve of arrival

Combined with its remaining properties, the "Parasite" ring successfully condensed a second Worm of Time after absorbing this batch of Potion.

Moreover, a large amount of residual properties remain inside the ring.

Based on his previous two experiences, Lorry speculated that once the new £20,000 deposit was spent, he would at least receive another Worm of Time.

Even two!

This means he will soon have two or three new clones.

"Tap tap tap~ Tap tap tap~"

A sudden knock on the door interrupted Lorry's thoughts.

He turned his gaze away from the dim sunset on the horizon, got up and Door Opening, and saw Pirate outside wearing a loose short-sleeved shirt and capri pants, with Red Strip of Cloth tied around his forehead.

Looking him up and down, Lorry recognized him as a customer who had previously spent £750 to purchase a "Folk of Rage" trait, and nodded.

"What's up?"

The Pirate chuckled and explained his purpose, "Our leader just used his flying 'magic carpet' to take some men aboard to hunt, and they were lucky enough to spot several Merman."

"We're arriving at Norgar Island tomorrow, and he's planning a barbecue dinner to celebrate the successful voyage. He asked me to come and invite you."

"Danitz, what's the point of celebrating a barbecue? Can you stop setting unrealistic goals?" Lorry thought to himself, utterly speechless.

He still vividly remembered what had happened last time: Danitz had just been bragging to the Pirate when the "Death Announcer" caught up with them the next second.

Sighing inwardly, Lorry was about to refuse when he suddenly remembered something:

In the Original Novel, Klein sails aboard the "White Agate" and seems to have a high opinion of Merman as a delicacy, especially their cheek muscles under their eyes.

Thinking of this, he immediately changed his mind:

"When?"

"Right away," the Pirate replied, then quickly added, "The others have already gone to invite the captain and First Mate; we'll begin once everyone's here."

Lorry nodded. "Okay, I'll be right there."

The Pirate sighed and turned to leave.

Lorry closed the door, returned to the table, and tidied up his belongings to another Dimension to prevent others from accidentally entering the room and discovering anything amiss. Then, he changed into loose-fitting clothes and headed towards the deck where night was beginning to fall.

Formal attire is clearly unsuitable for this kind of activity where "everyone sits in a circle, eating barbecue and singing songs," partly because it makes one feel constrained.

If you're not careful, you'll likely end up losing a whole outfit.

Of course, since Lorry is now wearing Jodson's face, he doesn't particularly care about this, but he seriously suspects that Yodson would come after him if he found out.

Even knowing that he was far from being a match

A refreshing night breeze swept across the room. The "Golden Dream" was currently positioned near the equator, so even at night it didn't feel too cold.

When Lorry arrived on the deck, he found that almost everyone had already arrived.

He leisurely walked past the impatient, taking large gulps of Beer and reminiscing about the Pirate of yesteryear, spitting as he went, until he reached a place near the center.

His gaze fell upon "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina, who was wearing a white women's blouse and light black loose trousers, and he gave her a slight nod.

Lorry's gaze then swept over "Singer" Orpheus, who was holding Seven-Stringed Zither and seemed to be preparing to sing; "Gourmet" Bru Wall, who was rolling up his sleeves and arranging ingredients; and "Flames" Danitz and "Bucket" Daniels, who were helping out; before he sat down next to the captain.

With a clear division of labor and each person fulfilling their duties, it seems they've held similar events quite often; no wonder they're part-time Pirate and treasure Hunter...

I have to say, the feeling of eating large chunks of meat and drinking heartily in the sea breeze is quite comfortable, making one feel relaxed and carefree... It's a pity that Fors and I don't have many friends, otherwise she would probably love to organize a party like this... Lorry's thoughts wandered aimlessly.

The Fourth Sailor-in-Charge was skillfully skewering meat onto iron skewers, thought he was wondering why "Tinplate" hadn't come, and kindly explained:

"Haha, that unlucky guy's turn to be on the watchtower tonight. He'll probably just be drooling while we eat barbecue and drink Beer."

I didn't ask him... Lorry nodded slightly, somewhat speechless.

He arrived relatively late, and just a few minutes after sitting down, he saw Bru Wall bring over the grill, skillfully flipping the food and applying spices.

An enticing aroma quickly filled the air.

"So professional, no wonder he's a ' Gourmet '..." Lorry thought to himself.

At this moment, "Singer" Orpheus glanced at "Vice Admiral Iceberg" with melancholy eyes and began to strum the Seven-Stringed Zither in his arms.

The melodious notes flowed swiftly across the deck of the "Golden Dream," Pirate gradually stopped boasting, tapping their hands to the rhythm and singing along.

In a cheerful atmosphere, the "Gourmet" gentleman shook off the white cloth from the second shelf of the ingredients, picked up the plates underneath, and distributed the Ceramic Cup inside to everyone.

He chuckled, and though it wasn't necessary, he lowered his voice and said:

"The flesh under the Merman's eyes, the most delicious part of their bodies, is just too scarce; there's only enough for a few of us, so we didn't tell them." Danitz paused, then suddenly jumped up in anger:

"You... cough, ' Tinplate ' and I asked you to help deal with Merman twice before, how come you never mentioned this?"

Bru Wall scoffed, "Have you ever seen a cook who doesn't steal food?"

Danitz: "..."

The other party's self-righteousness left him speechless.

"Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina watched this scene with a smile, picked up the light Beer in front of her, took two sips, and used her fork to pick up a piece of cheek fat under her eye and put it in her mouth.

Lorry also started eating without any hesitation, and the moment it entered his mouth, he felt a delicious sweetness mixed with a hint of saltiness that was hard to describe in words.

It was indeed a rare delicacy... Thinking this, he chewed twice, closed his eyes slightly, and focused on savoring the flesh of the Merman's cheek below his eyes.

Oravi Island, Port.

Exhausted from finishing his role, Klein disembarked from the passenger ship, intending to treat himself to a sumptuous meal at the "Sweet Lemon" bar.

Two or three more similar role-playings are needed before I've fully digested the "Faceless" Potion... However, there's no need to wait until it's fully digested before setting sail to find the mermaid. I can save the final role-playing for the journey... In the Hired Carriage, Klein seriously considered what to do next.

After settling the fare, he looked around and strode into the "Sweet Lemon" bar, ordering a Southville Beer and several local specialties. While waiting for his food, he pulled out a complimentary Newspaper from the cloth pocket on the side of the table, intending to catch up on the recent situation.

Some time ago, in order to play the role of the old man who passed away, he went to a remote island and stayed there for nearly half a month, almost completely isolated from the outside world.

Klein casually flipped to a page, and his gaze instantly froze.

Shocking! "Flower Bow Tie" Jodson decisively defeats the "King of Immortality"!