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

Taking advantage of the lunch break, Tu Fu, who had been in class for half a day, did not intend to be idle. He found a fraternity trading spot not far from the college based on the direction he remembered, and sold the teeth of the ghouls he carried with him as materials to other side.

The parts of extraordinary creatures are treasures,

Even teeth or fur can be smelted to make medicine or weapons.

It's a pity that the single skeleton of the skeleton has no transaction value. After negotiation, the teeth were finally sold at a transaction price of 50 crowns, which is not cheap but kind enough.

Of course, the money was wiped out shortly after it entered the account.

Because there are a lot of materials to make talismans, metal ornaments, crafting materials, special ores, and silver carving knives, although they are not precious items, they cannot stand the high demand.

Recently, I offended that god, and every time the money entered into the account was spent before it was warmed up...

"I really want to talk to Mason. In the future, the deal between Skynet members and the Brotherhood should be discounted."

Tu Fu seriously considered this issue, and at the same time planned to have the teeth of those two nasty ghouls pulled out the next time he went back.

As for the annoying skeleton sailor, this kind of creature with no practical value doesn't seem to be worth much, but if you can get a whole one and give it to a museum or a special biological research institute as a specimen, it seems to be a good choice.

It's been a long time since I saw the living corpse Anna. It's a good idea to sell a deeply polluted and moving corpse to the evil organization as a sacrifice.

Chef Harry, the octopus face with infinitely growing tentacles, might as well sell it to restaurants... No, stop your dangerous thoughts, don't play Harry's idea.

Judging from the last incident, the other party was willing to help him, so he should be a good helper for the captain's forces.

Then again, the knife inserted in its body should be worth a lot after such a long period of cultivation... Tu Fu has already begun to plan how to allocate his private property in the ghost ship.

Private property is sacred and inviolable.

Additional money counts.

But the most important thing at the moment is to create a spell with a hidden element of pollution.

After buying all the materials, Tu Fu deliberately finished the course at school for a day as usual.

After returning home, it was almost late at night when everyone in the family was asleep before I dared to take out the things. In addition to the basic materials purchased during the day today, there is also a main ingredient for the spell.

"Still active?"

Tu Fu took out the pair of black chef's nitrile gloves and the "weird tentacles" wrapped in the gloves from the locked drawer, the body parts that were chopped off from Chef Harry's face.

After the chef's gloves were loosened, the weird tentacles that had been released from the seal squirmed like molluscs in the ocean. The suction cups on its surface continued to shrink and expand, and they were still fully active even after being cut for so long.

Putting on the chef's gloves, Tu Fu put all the spell-making items on the table, and he took a silver carving knife to carve spell symbols with different meanings on the metal surface.

The "gatekeeper" told him some specific methods. Carving symbols on products can be used for blessings or curses. The symbols of the six gods mostly imply beauty and justice.

Only the symbol of the Lord of the Nether, who appeared on the sixth day of creation of God and is in charge of death and sacrifice, has the meaning of doom and death.

To make a filthy charm with a message of madness, it is necessary to carve a symbol of evil spirits that symbolizes the horror of the abyss.

The next step is to use meditation to outline the pollutant "octopus tentacles", so that the energy contained in it can enter the metal pick as the carrier of the spell.

"it has started."

After putting on the chef's gloves, Tu Fu squeezed the wriggling soft tentacles, and the soft and thin gloves could not insulate this strange object at all.

Tu Fu could even feel it breathing in his hand, the liquid inside flowed outwards, and a faint stench was released from the sucker from the inside to the outside, coupled with the weird wriggling sensation on the sucker of the tentacles, this step made him quite uncomfortable... It was like being in the tentacles. Pinch a lump of cold poop.

Immediately after closing your eyes, feel its existence through meditation, and quickly enter the state.

This time he entered meditation very quickly, perhaps because of the influence of these gloves, he seemed to perceive that huge and energetic tentacle in the illusory world he constructed.

And that chef Harry who was in so much pain and torment.

He strangled his neck vigorously, rolled on the ground in pain, wailing uncontrollably, beating the ground desperately time and time again, not knowing what he had suffered, so painful and wailing that he almost wanted to die.

Hitting the ground with his head, regardless of the blood splattering, his eyes were so wide that they almost protruded.

"Roar--"

Immediately afterwards, Chef Harry's facial features seemed to be uncontrolled by something, a sticky meat ball spread from the inside to the outside, and then quickly began to swell, the whole became thicker, spread outwards and then suddenly opened and split, and then Exactly the same as the facehugger.

Chef Harry, whose facial features were completely blocked, became a completely different person.

That weird and evil singing sound unexpectedly reappeared, pouring into Tu Fu's ears continuously, causing him to wake up from the memory just now.

That was what happened to Chef Harry, not him.

Immediately, he mobilized his spirituality and began to peel off the black thread on the wriggling tentacles, and those little threads began to attach to the silver carrier that Tufu was going to make the spell.

In the haze that had just faded, a terrifying eye symbol appeared on the surface of the silver product.

"The eyes of the abyss?" He blinked suspiciously.

Although part of the source of pollution was stripped, it was far from over. Tu Fu began to practice carving skills on the material repeatedly with a carving knife.

The positions and formats of different symbols are different.

Carving on the metal sheet is a complete hassle, and Tu Fu did not hesitate to use the eagle eye of the Sequence 9 brave to make himself more focused.

His extreme control over the muscles allowed the palm holding the handle of the knife to engrave the mantra in the exact position.

With the volatilization of spirituality, the tip of this silver carving knife is constantly rolling over the metal products. This can't be a little bit wrong, and the requirements for the maker are extremely high.

Therefore, it is generally the work of the "craftsman" path transcendent.

It wasn't until now that Tu Fu finally discovered that the path of an adventurer doesn't seem to be good for anything, but he is good at everything and can do any job.

It seems to be the "hexagonal warrior" of jack-of-all-trades.

He carves as precisely as a scalpel, so he will gather 200% concentration every time he makes a knife, and if he slackens a little, he will end up drawing water from a bamboo basket.

"Crack."

A little inattentive, the carving knife in his hand was slightly off, because of this small mistake, a slight crack appeared on the metal piece.

Seeing that the production of the first spell was about to fail, Tu Fu quickly gave himself a psychological hint.

"The cost price of a charm is 1 crown... a full crown... 12 pools... 120 pence..."

Tu Fu chanted these words silently, holding the carving knife tightly to make up for the mistake just now, and tried his best to connect the spells together, just like a doctor doing his best when operating on a patient.

"Boom!"

Finally, when the final cut was made, the spirituality of the metal surface seemed to be connected together, and a surging power surged in this spell that truly possessed evil power.

Even though the spell was not activated, there were some subtle and long voices in his ears.

"Why not just call it the Raving Charm." Thinking of what he saw and heard just now, he felt that there was no more suitable name than this.

Seeing that he could do the spell successfully the first time, Tu Fu breathed a sigh of relief in vain.

The "gatekeeper" also said that it is not easy to make a spell, and the words of the evil god are not reliable.

In his opinion, the secret of success is the concentration of eagle eyes and the ultimate control of muscles...

And, a little luck.