Pirate Kingship

"Load the shotgun!"

Violet's primer has not been developed yet due to sensitivity issues, but it is no problem to use fixed paper-wrapped bullets as a second choice.

The Marines quickly bit through the bottom of the paper shell and poured a little gunpowder into the powder pool of the flintlock.

The remaining fixed paper-wrapped bullets were directly stuffed into the barrel from the muzzle, and the bullets were pressed tightly with the poke rod. The paper bag outside the bullet also pushed the gunpowder on the barrel wall to the bottom of the barrel.

Open the gunpowder pool cover and prepare to fire.

Just this little improvement in the bullet can allow elite mortal musketeers to achieve a firing rate of five to six rounds per minute.

The paper bag stuffed in during shooting can also seal the gap between the barrel and the bullet, increasing the power of the bullet.

Although the cost of paper is not very cheap now.

The Marines just loaded the "deck cleaning machine" in their hands with ammunition and formed a formation.

The dozens of red dots on the strategic map have already smashed the bushes and appeared in front of them.

"Hmph!"

There were dozens of huge black wild boars that were almost as tall as a person.

Each of them had a pair of scarlet eyes like rubies, and their bodies were made of the same inferior black pottery as the small piggy banks, but they looked much stronger than the former.

The protruding pig mouths and fangs were all covered with black glaze, with a cold and hard metallic luster.

Byron had no doubt that if he was hit by such a pile of piggy banks, he would probably die on the spot and all his pocket money would be robbed.

What made people feel most uncomfortable was that most of these "adult money pigs" had several distorted human faces on their door-like wide bodies.

It was as if several humans were sealed alive in the pottery when it was fired.

In the vision of the extraordinary, it seems that you can directly hear the wailing of the dead souls, and they shouted: "Change, change, don't lose a penny."

"Fire! All of you come to my pocket."

The distance between the two sides determined that there was no room for three-stage shooting, and Byron's order was to concentrate all fire.

[Artillery expert] Wyandot was the first to shoot.

He picked up a heavy musket and pulled the trigger suddenly. The poor performance of the muzzle-loading smoothbore musket could not affect the hit rate of this artillery expert and eagle spirit warrior.

The one who rushed to the front of the pig herd instantly exploded a cup-sized gun hole in the middle of his eyebrows, and then "broken the casserole pattern to the end".

The black pottery body cracked from head to tail, fell to the ground with a bang, broke into pieces, and exploded a more shining silver light.

Following closely was the overwhelming hot iron beads.

None of the dozen money pigs in the front row survived. What flowed out of their bodies was not blood, but countless silver coins.

The money pigs behind waded through the silver coins that almost covered their calves and continued to charge.

At the distance between the two sides at this time, the Marines had no time to reload.

The other extraordinary people in the team acted decisively.

Melee professions like Bazhi and Alfred are all about punching, and if one axe (knife) is not enough, then another axe (knife) will be used.

"Hah, die!"

Bruch, who was fully armored, held the heavy steel shield in his hands and shouted loudly.

He suddenly activated the [Holy Sword of the Sun], turning his own steel-like tough and tenacious will into the scorching sun.

He added it to his armor and shield, and his whole body was shining with golden light. He stamped his feet on the ground and charged in the opposite direction.

With a crushing force, he smashed the money pigs that rushed in front of him into powder and silver coins all over the sky.

Jacqueline spread her hands, as if she was standing in the center of the stage of the art academy, and the high dolphin sounds from her mouth continued to rise.

The frequency was adjusted rapidly, and all were restricted to the line in front of her.

Crack!

After a [sound wave bomb] was fired, the two adult pigs vibrated and hummed, and they only lasted for a breath before suddenly shattered into gravel.

Guts had already taken illusion to a new level.

With a snap of his fingers, the Phantom Blade turned into a 6-pound bronze cannon, which was also the upper limit of his own sense of existence.

Although the caliber of this cannon was small, its power was not small at all.

The cannon flames flashed, and a cannonball was fired, clearing the oncoming straight line.

The last three pigs, led by the largest leader, rushed towards Byron and Violet.

There was no need for Violet, the only third-level in the team, to take action personally.

Byron shook his hands, and two top weapons full of violent aesthetics appeared in his hands.

At the same time, the judgment inscription was read: "Rose with thorns!"

The rose pattern quietly bloomed on the silver-white surface of the double guns, and the alchemy formula was activated. One person's double guns suddenly fired a red bullet screen that looked like a blooming rose.

Even the automatic tracking ability was not used. The six shotgun shells and six regular bullets of the double guns instantly blew up the last money pig on the spot.

The shiny silver coins were scattered all over the sky.

The adventure team who saw this scene couldn't help but lower their guns, and they were stunned and forgot what they should do next.

Gus's eyes lit up:

"Even if silver is far less valuable than gold, it depends on the quantity.

The silver coins here should weigh at least dozens of tons, right?

After melting, it is more than enough to cast more than a dozen pure silver 32-pound cannons.

I must do this once, brothers."

As he said this, he could not help but jump and pounce on the silver coins that were still flowing around like a river, rolling to the left and then to the right.

The shabby clothes on his body, which he had never been willing to change no matter how much money he made since he followed Byron, formed a sharp contrast with the shiny silver coins under him.

Let me ask, for a miser, who can resist the temptation of rolling around in a pile of money?

Others actually wanted to experience it, but they still had to face up and did not take action.

Only the gold digger that Byron brought specially came out of his waist bag by himself, squeaking and stuffing silver coins into his bulging mouth.

Since the voyage, this guy has been sleeping soundly in the bag until he smelled the smell of treasure and regained his spirits.

Byron stepped forward and picked up a silver coin.

After repeated confirmation, it was not an illusion induced by the secret realm, nor was it something else that looked like a silver coin, but a real pure silver coin.

It was a big surprise to have such a big harvest just after landing on the island.

"It's just that although their appearance looks like money from different countries and different periods.

But none of them have any signs of use, no stains, no wear, no oxidation, but like "new money" carefully stored in the vault for a long time.

It feels like it is not from the outside world, but like it is cast from silver ingots on this island."

The logbook then read the history they carry, which also proved this point.

"And, the strangest thing is that the silver coin contains almost 100% pure silver, without any other substances mixed in.

Including the mithril that usually accompanies silver mines, it is too clean."

He inexplicably remembered the second rule: "You must restrain your greed, know what you want to get from this island, and know how to make choices.

Otherwise, greed will turn your blood into gold."

Yes, unless the silver is not extracted from the silver mine, but artificially prepared by some means, such pure silver can be obtained.

Otherwise, the consumption of repeated purification technology alone may be much more valuable than the silver itself.

Looking at the log, the solution density of the mystery of wealth growth has quietly advanced from 32% to 45%, confirming his guess.

Byron couldn't help but surge in his mind:

"Maybe this rule of blood turning into gold is not just a metaphor. There may really be some unknown Midas touch on this island!

Don't say Midas touch gold, even if it's just Midas touch silver-hiss--!"

It's better to teach a man how to fish than to give him a fish.

No matter how high the gold and silver are, there will be a day when they run out.

But the methods used to create gold and silver will never run out.

Perhaps this rule itself is the truth of [The Mystery of the Growth of Wealth on Treasure Island], and it is also the most precious treasure on the entire Treasure Island!

The treasures that the great pirate Flint plundered throughout his life suddenly became unattractive.

If he had not yet completed the third-level ritual "Pirate Treasure Chest":

"You must overcome the various difficulties set by the other party and survive to get one of the treasures that best represents the glory of the great pirate's life, in order to complete the promotion.

And you can step on the name of your predecessor, inherit part of his legendary degree, and even some extraordinary abilities."

Byron might have to change his goal and concentrate on discovering the secret of the Midas Touch.

Of course, he is always very sober. Even if the Midas Touch is good, it has to rank second to his own promotion ritual.

Without the corresponding power to protect, no matter how precious the treasure in your hand is, it will be easily taken away by others.

He casually threw the silver coin that contained a big secret back into the pile of money on the ground.

He looked at a piggy bank that was broken into pieces and only had half a distorted human face left.

The speed of these mobile piggy banks was too fast, and only at this time did he have time to check the information on them.

[Weird Money Pig]:

"Composition: greedy human souls, clay, silver coins.

Silver coins are the cheapest treasure on the island.

Some greedy people who don't know how to choose are blinded by desire and forget the taboos on the island. At the last moment, they are reluctant to throw away even a small silver coin.

In the end, they can only lose their own lives.

Taboo: Hand over your pocket money!

As long as you still carry silver coins, you will be attacked crazily by them. Only by throwing away pocket money can you live in peace."

This is not over yet.

[Ship Log] also reads further information from these souls who died of greed.

"Rule 4, equivalent exchange:

There is no free lunch in the world.

The materials a person can take away from the Treasure Island, including water, food, treasures, etc., must not exceed his own weight.

Otherwise, he will become a part of the Treasure Island as any character described in the fairy tales of the Kingdom of Siralafuya.

Note: It is not determined when the island sinks, but it will be triggered the moment when you have the idea of ​​leaving the island and turn back."

When Byron thought of the endless beauty in the fairy tales of the Kingdom of Siralafuya:

The roast suckling pig, roast goose, and chocolate house may all come from those predecessors, he couldn't help but shudder.

"The traps in the secret realm are really everywhere.

This is what the rules say about controlling greed. If you don't understand why and take away more treasure than you can carry, you will die miserably if you don't stop.

Become part of the treasure yourself. "

A successful adventure requires caution, courage, force, luck, intelligence, and other elements.

The three rules left by the great pirate Flint at the beginning were just basic tips for landing on the island, but they were far from everything.

Although the later adventurers failed to piece together the complete Treasure Island taboo, they themselves became part of the taboo.

If latecomers want to move forward, they can only "learn lessons" from them.

If the adventurers, seers, or naturalists in the team are not capable of deciphering the rules, they will not be able to decipher the further rules.

What they faced was most likely an inadvertent annihilation of the entire army.

Of course, the stronger the strength, the higher the fault tolerance.

Throw "Kraken's Touch" over and there will probably be no taboos.

And once all the rules can be completely followed or even utilized, even an ordinary person has a slight chance of surviving the most powerful monsters and evil spirits.

Byron was about to share the information he had obtained with his companions when he suddenly heard playful sounds in his ears and discovered that it was Gus who was doing the work again.

This guy really caught a roast suckling pig that ran away from somewhere.

The piglet is roasted until it is charred on the outside and tender on the inside. It is steaming and exudes an alluring aroma.

He opened his mouth wide and aimed at the suckling pig's butt to gnaw on it.

"Treasure Island really understands me, I happen to be hungry.

Come, come, let me show you a show. Three mouths and one pig! "