I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain

Beep beep!

Cthulhu's small foreign language class has started.

After the sound from the other side of the radio, the low-pitched male voice used Assyrian with a round accent throughout the whole process, with fluent and pure pronunciation and frequent high-level vocabulary. The purity of the accent was at least the average level of the old Assyrian noble Sun Banner.

Tu Fu didn't get used to it at first, but after listening to it several times, it seemed that the DNA of intellectuals had awakened in his bones.

The alphabetic composition of those words is floating in the mind, and it is easy to imitate when needed.

As long as he listens to it a few more times in a row, he will be able to adapt to the rhythm changes of this difficult inflectional language.

"For adventurers, quickly mastering foreign languages ​​is also part of the plan." Tu Fu attributed the learning results during this period to the potion.

"That's right, the learning of any language lies in speaking more and practicing more. Maintaining good habits will be a good thing for you in the future." After checking the last homework, the "gatekeeper" warned Tu Fu to correct the previous ones. A bad habit of memorizing but not talking.

"clear."

Tu Fu was a little tired of the long-term high-intensity continuous study, and he also got a special quota of 80 points, and his long-term tense nerves were slightly relaxed.

"Tell me about what's going on out there recently."

After he quickly finished today's lesson, he specially set aside some time to talk to Tu Fu.

This is also an agreement made in advance between them.

Tu Fu can tell him outside information as tuition, even if it is just some insignificant things, such as what happened in school, things in the Leeds newspaper, and the latest changes in the kingdom.

In fact, for people who have been away from the sun for a long time, no matter what they say can be used as a fun to relieve boredom.

In these days when he can communicate with people from the outside world, when teaching each other's courses, the "Gatekeeper" vaguely noticed that the frequency of his recent madness has begun to decrease.

In fact, most of the time, it is difficult for him to remain normal, he goes crazy, loses control, commits suicide again and again...and restarts.

When I opened my eyes, everything went back to the original point.

In this endless dark cage, there is nothing left.

Waiting, there is only waiting.

The only remaining memory fragments are messy, and he seems to remember nothing about the past.

It seems that since his birth, his mission has been to guard this door and this place called "the abyss".

Don't let the "people" outside come in, and don't let the "people" inside go out.

It's not that he hasn't tried a way to get out, but no matter what he does, he ends in failure.

Fate seems to have arranged all of this in secret.

"Well, a lot has happened recently."

In several chats with the other party, Tu Fu also gradually regarded "Teacher Men" as a talker who would not reveal his secrets, a grandfather with him, or more like a tree hole.

"Mr. Men, today the Seven Schools Alliance came to our school to recruit students. I finally decided to choose the oldest Myrs Stark University, which is said to have existed since the third era of the Assyrian Empire. Have you heard of this school?"

"Mishkar... Miskar Stark...don't remember." The gatekeeper thought over and over, but couldn't find the name in his memory.

He didn't continue to inquire, maybe this was just the bragging of the professor Kane at the time, and professors always do this.

For the current Tu Fu, reaching the top of the sequence and exploring the historical truth are too far away, and there are more important things worth doing in comparison.

"Also, I recently discovered a club that specially arranges arenas for extraordinary people to fight, and seems to borrow the hands of many people to digest potions. Is this method really useful?"

Tu Fu narrated the matter briskly, and wanted to help him analyze it through the other party's experienced experience.

"The Lionheart King of the Assyrian Empire once used such a method to form an army of extraordinary beings on the knight path, and defeated all opponents of the same generation, swept the entire continent and was crowned king, thus promoting the knight path to Sequence 1. Fate giant."

Tu Fu knew that the "Lionheart King" he was referring to was a great king from the previous era.

As the source of all modern languages ​​in the North Continent, the Assyrian Empire occupied more than half of the continent during its strongest period.

There were no fewer countries in the Third Epoch world than there are now, and the cold weapon era was more divided and chaotic. Even in the already desolate Black Iron Age, there were still a large number of talented people.

The Lionheart King of the Assyrian Empire, who was born out of nowhere, was the bravest and best at fighting. In just a few decades, he developed an invincible knight corps. He swept away all powerful enemies in several battles and expanded his territory to the whole territory. for a while.

Tu Fu tried to find the answer from the history books, but found no useful clues. After careful consideration, he asked, "Then how did the Assyrian Empire be destroyed?"

The evil god on the other side of the radio paused for a long time before continuing to speak in a deep voice, "The Lionheart King was already infinitely close to the true God. In his later years, he formed an invincible fleet to go to sea. Unfortunately, later...he went crazy."

"Sequence One will also go crazy?"

"Even gods can go mad." The gatekeeper emphasized again.

Crazy god?

Tu Fu was secretly taken aback, the coolness in his bones made him feel inexplicable fear.

If it was a mistake from the beginning, what is the end of the Transcendent Sequence?

"So it's not surprising to borrow external power to speed up the digestion of the potion." The gatekeeper commented on the club a little bit, which is worth learning from Tu Fu. "Is there any other news? For example, some things about the Church of the Seven Gods."

"Mr. Men, I'm just a little person who depends on others, how can I know those secret information." Tu Fu took advantage of the situation when he was about to trick the other party.

Crying about the inhuman life after her parents left one after another. Not only does he have to work hard to survive every day, but he also suffers from the rough and rude treatment of the eldest lady of the host family.

That sincere tone and attitude actually made the "gatekeeper" behind the radio hesitate, "Is everything you said true?"

"I swear in the name of God that every statement is true."

Tu Fu sold his soul without integrity,

"And soon I will go to Göttinghagen, the capital of Baia. I think there may be more supernatural beings there. You know, an honest kid like me who has no background is like a floating wave in the sea. Be careful to get involved in anything and you will be photographed at any time."

Tu Fu tried his best to exaggerate how cruel the outside world is, and an honest child like himself is easy to suffer a lot.

A mediocre person like him who has no power to rely on and no family support needs to exert all his strength just to survive, so he has no energy to ask for any news.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if an accident happens to an ordinary person like me. After that, no one will be able to talk with you." Tu Fu said in a tone worried for the gatekeeper, "It's really difficult."

"So, how do you want me to help you?" The gatekeeper sighed, finally comprehending his intention.

"I want to know the potion formula of Sequence 8 of the Adventurer Path." Tu Futu saw him with a dagger, and finally revealed his real purpose.

Finding the gatekeeper for the potion formula of the follow-up path now seems to be a feasible route, "Mr. Gate, if I can advance to Sequence 8, it will definitely speed up my pace of entering the upper class, and it will be much easier to inquire about the news .”

After taking the potion, after the Plague Dance incident in the Grand Theater, and the daily contribution of the Fight Club, Tu Fu clearly noticed that half of it had been digested.

As long as you keep going, you may be able to digest it all after the high-level selection.

From now on, we will start preparing for the next potion.

"How long has it been since you last took a potion?"

"It seemed to be like this for a month or two." Tu Fu recalled.

"high efficiency."

After the "gatekeeper" thought it over, this is not an excessive request. If this guy is stronger, it will be more convenient to inquire about the church of the Seven Gods.

"The materials for the adventurer's path are 100ml of water, one aconitum, ten drops of pure white hound blood, one whole blue pearl flower, 5 grams of gold and silver powder, 5 grams of bezoar, and 1 drop of poisonous lizard tail liquid, in order Put it into the refining vessel, and you can contact me again after you get these things."

"Thank you for your generosity."

Tu Fu silently wrote down the items needed for this potion formula. He didn't ask until the "Gatekeeper" finished speaking, "So, what is the name of Adventurer Sequence 8?"

"Bounty Hunter."