Wang Laoliu staggered out of the tavern.
A thin layer of mist shrouded the dimly lit street.
"A bunch of blind bastards who can't recognize a gem."
Wang Laoliu kicked a bottle off the road and let out a burp.
The continuous heavy rain has resulted in few pedestrians on the streets.
In addition, it was late, and only Wang Laoliu was wandering around.
Splash--
As Wang Laoliu was passing through the dark alley, a rainbow-colored burlap sack was put over his head.
Bang--
Immediately afterwards, a blow to the head with a club struck Wang Laoliu, who let out a wail.
Looking at Laoliu lying on the ground, frozen in place, several guys wearing beast masks muttered something beside him.
"You've already fainted?"
"Logically, shouldn't alcohol be treated with antibiotics?"
"Damn it! I should have struck the first baton; now I'm out of luck."
Who said there's no way to knock?
"..."
With a muffled thud, Wang Laoliu was hit again with the stick.
"Carry it away."
One of them hoisted the Laoliu onto his back and immediately retreated.
There are no houses in this area.
Wang Laoliu, who had been thrown to the ground, was doused with a bucket of water.
Who are you? What do you want?
Wang Laoliu opened his eyes and looked panicked as he saw several masked men.
"Don't be afraid, we're all fine."
Wang Laoliu twitched the corner of his mouth.
well?
Who would put a sack over someone's head in the middle of the night?
Wang Laoliu swallowed hard. "Do you guys have something to say or not?"
The beast at the front produced a nautical chart. "Point out the exact location of the dragon's corpse."
Wang Laoliu looked troubled. "I only remember it was near Steamed Bun Island, I really forgot the rest."
The beast beside him weighed the stick in his hand. "Looks like I'll need to use a powerful memory restoration spell to help you recall things."
Wang Laoliu suddenly realized. "It's not far south of Steamed Bun Island, but I really don't remember the exact location."
The guy with the nautical chart scribbled and drew on it for a few minutes, then unfolded it, pointed to a circle, and asked, "This?"
Wang Laoliu twitched the corner of his mouth.
So all you did for that long was draw a circle.
So who are you trying to impress with all this seriousness?
At this moment, Wang Laoliu was devastated.
What kind of weirdos did he run into?
"Yes... it's roughly around this location."
The beast carefully put away the nautical chart and stood up.
Thank you for your cooperation.
"We have nothing to repay you with, so please get some sleep."
Before Wang Laoliu could react, the rainbow-colored sack was put over his head again.
Immediately following were two loud "bangs," two blows landed on his head, and Sixth Brother was once again stunned.
"That finally feels good."
"Did you guys all get them?"
"They've all been knocked on."
"A pleasant sound is a good start."
Should the burlap sacks be recycled?
"No need, consider it a gift for our first meeting."
"Rainbow-colored sacks and bludgeon really go better together."
"..."
The sound faded into the distance, and soon only the "stiff" Sixth Brother remained in the room.
A moment later, Wang Laoliu sat up, and the sacks on his body and the ropes binding his hands were shaken to pieces.
Looking at the night sky outside the door, Wang Laoliu gritted his teeth.
"Those bastards!"
"It's showing."
" Laoliu didn't resist at all; he was quite cunning."
Qin Ze sat in the tavern listening to the reports from his clones.
The moment Wang Laoliu sat down next to him, Qin Ze noticed something was off about him.
The tavern was full of first and second-level sailors and mercenaries, who could not detect or escape Qin Ze's mental energy detection.
Qin Ze scanned everyone with his mental power, except for Wang Laoliu.
If Wang Laoliu hadn't shown himself, Qin Ze wouldn't have noticed him at all.
This shows that Laoliu is very strong, at least at level four, or even stronger.
Such a master was playing the Clown, and his Qi and Blood fluctuations were only at the second level. Qin Ze didn't believe there wasn't something fishy going on.
After hearing Wang Laoliu's story, Qin Ze immediately guessed his intention.
Qin Ze couldn't be sure whether the "dragon corpse" was real or fake for the time being, but the ball of light was most likely real.
The situation was almost identical to that encountered by Captain Hook and Professor Xu.
Wang Laoliu went to great lengths to explain, subtly leading people to that sea area.
As he had mentioned to many people before, Qin Ze was clearly not the only person he was considering.
Qin Ze then had his clones probe further.
Faced with four clones averaging level 1.5, Wang Laoliu offered no resistance whatsoever, instead readily providing their locations.
So, what exactly is in that sea area?
What was Wang Laoliu's purpose in luring so many people there?
"They're playing the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it again."
Qin Ze admitted that the other party had successfully piqued his curiosity.
This time, the Circus will be playing the role of "Old Cat" again.
After sitting in the tavern for more than half an hour, Qin Ze, having heard nothing of substance, gave the bartender a note as a tip and got up to leave.
"Gentlemen."
The bartender then called out to him.
" Wang Laoliu's words were just drunken ramblings; don't take them seriously."
Qin Ze nodded slightly, put his hat on, and went out the door.
"This bartender is actually quite nice."
Late at night, Qin Ze quietly returned to the hotel without attracting anyone's attention.
After taking a hot shower, Qin Ze meditated for two seconds, and then lay down comfortably after finishing his cultivation.
At that moment, Giant Overlord initiated a paging process on the Local Area Network.
"I've discovered something quite interesting."
The Flying Circus Man has been staying in the harbor since it arrived at Thousand Streams Island at noon.
They mended and patched things while replenishing their supplies.
Because no cargo ships from Sea Capital have arrived for several days, prices on the island have increased two or three times.
Captain Hook has really recovered a lot of health this time.
When the ship docked at the port, the Giant Overlord didn't sit idle; it circled around the area.
Sailors who work on ships almost all have one thing in common: they love to boast.
With just two cases of liquor, Giant Overlord became acquainted with the sailors on several ships.
Qin Ze: "If you have something to report, please do so; otherwise, the court may adjourn."
The Dharma King, "If I were you, I would let him taste the power of your big Giant Overlord."
The straightforward Giant Overlord didn't argue; he went straight to the news he'd received that afternoon.
"I heard from people at the port that several ships have actually gone out to sea recently."
"However, they didn't return to Sea Capital; instead, they went to Steamed Bun Island."
"Most of them were newly arrived sailors or desperate sailors."
"They all heard the story of the dragon corpse."
"This story has been circulating for the past week, with several versions, but the core content is largely the same, all revolving around a dragon corpse and a ball of light from the seabed."
Qin Ze sneered.
It seems that Wang Laoliu wasn't the only one telling the story, otherwise it wouldn't have spread so quickly.
It's precisely this ambiguity that makes things more eye-catching.
The Dharma King scratched his head and said, "I should have gone out to sea with you all."
Mist Lord: "Add one."
Brother Devour: "So what's the plan next?"
Qin Ze said calmly, "Of course, since we're already here..."
"Fix that wrecked boat, and take it out for a spin tomorrow."
(From now on, updates will return to the 6 PM time slot.)