On the deck of the Golden Commerce Guild's treasure ship.
An old man seethed with rage, repeatedly blasting the light brown "wall" before him with the large-caliber handgun that replaced his left hand.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Get up, you damned useless bastard!"
He fired as he cursed, each shot leaving a black scorch mark on the "wall" and making it wobble like jelly.
The old man even used his right leg, which had been replaced with an iron rod about twenty centimeters long, to stab viciously at the "wall," but that still had little effect.
Finally, the old man changed tactics, cleared his throat, and said casually.
"Food's ready, you bottomless pit!"
Those words proved remarkably effective!
The "wall" before the old man sat up. It was actually a fat, powerfully built giant nearly six meters tall. Even lying down, his belly stood almost two meters high, making him practically a wall.
After sitting up, he scratched his head and looked at the old man with a single enormous, bright blue eye. His voice rumbled. "Old Dad, what are we eating today?"
"Eating, my ass, you brainless waste of space!" the elderly dwarf cursed. "Still sleeping when we have guests! No food for you today."
"Oh... okay."
Somewhat dejected, the Cyclops slowly stood up.
The old man hopped onto his shoulder in a few bounds and directed him to get to work.
Meanwhile, on Yang Yi's side.
The gunfire on deck finally stopped, followed by a great commotion.
The enormous Cyclops who had been snoring away stood up, approached the deck, and looked down at Yang Yi from above.
Yang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. Noticing the gunshot marks on the giant's belly, he roughly pieced together what had happened.
This Cyclops's body was actually so tough that bullets