Pirate’s Brood Order

Silence!

The black tentacles dance like a black sea that rises and falls one after another, and Astorbear is the mystery hidden in the black sea. He is thinking about the problem of Yarlin.

"Food! Evolution!"

Yarlin frowned, not very satisfied with His brief answer. After thinking about it, he corrected his questioning method. He needed to use more direct words to state his question.

"Swallowing is to evolve to the next stage, and absorbing is also to strengthen oneself, which is also a kind of evolution. Therefore, in order to allocate resources more reasonably, I need a more valuable measure, not..."

Yarlin paused for a moment and made a grinning expression: "A black thread like a hemp rope, and a phantom silhouette without facial features, although I have to admit that this looks quite shocking, but it is not intuitive enough .”

Astur Khal remained silent.

"Food? Do you understand, how to distribute, I need a more intuitive and accurate understanding, such as numbers or progress bars... Astor, this should not be a problem for you, right?"

Astor's gaze seemed to be peeking into the deepest part of Yarlin's mind. He was directly interpreting Yarlin's thoughts through his consciousness, which was not difficult for him.

Yarlin waited, he was not in a hurry, today had just begun, and there was still time before the next night, he had a full day to sleep and communicate.

Astor slowly closed his eyes, so Yarlin suddenly opened his eyes, and a virtual three-dimensional silhouette emerged strangely in the depths of his eyes.

It was a three-dimensional projection of himself, a bit plagiarized from medical anatomy diagrams. Red marking lines were drawn horizontally around the human body diagram, marking mental strength, nerve conduction rate, bone hardness, and muscle strength from top to bottom. Five basic qualities of activity, blood density and flow rate.

"Don't the organs like the heart, liver, spleen and lungs be active..." Yarlin could only pray that he was thinking too much.

All the numbers are 1, and Yarlin understands what Astura means, and uses his current physical fitness as an initial basic unit.

On the top of the three-dimensional image, there is also a black data display similar to a progress bar, which is displayed as 1/100, with a note next to it (incomplete body - complete body).

Yarlin instantly understood that this was the progress bar of Astur's evolutionary upgrade level, and the required units were also easy to understand, similar to the devoured woman who needed 99 units of the same amount.

"Very good, then the next step is the correct division of resources."

Yarlin thought to himself, and then he turned from the bed and lay on his side, his blue eyes calmly looked at the pirates in the cabin, and in his vision, there were strange and strange sights above the heads of those pirates. Two numbers, one red and one black, suddenly appeared.

"0.1,1" "0.1,1" "0.2,1" "0.1,1" "0.2,1" "0.1,1" "0,0"...

Yaerlin was thoughtful: "The red mark should be the unit of physical fitness improvement, basically 0.1 unit, occasionally 0.2 unit, the black mark 1 refers to the unit of the progress bar, this is very uniform, All are 1 unit."

"The quality of 0.1 corresponds to the progress of 1, and the quality of 0.2 also corresponds to the progress of 1... What are the calculation attributes of the two based on, and what are the conversion rules between them?"

With too little data, Yarlin can't get the answer at this moment. He can only leave this question for future speculation and argumentation, and that's it for the time being.

The "0,0" is naturally the easiest to understand, it is a dead person!

Yarlin glanced over, and the closest to his sight was Jack, the first deceased last night, who is now one of his transformed bodies. Immediately, a three-dimensional image of Jack appeared on his retina.

Bone hardness is marked as 1.2, muscle activity is marked as 1.1, and other data such as mental strength are all displayed as zero.

This did not surprise Yarlin, but what is interesting is that there is a line of small red words at the bottom that read: "No skill enhancement".

He looked at the other two "0, 0" transformed bodies, which were also marked with the same font.

"interesting!"

Yarlin withdrew his gaze, and understood the meaning behind this in his heart - "If you don't have it, you can have it."

...

Three hours later.

William lost the last piece of Bailey in his pocket with an ugly face. He cursed bad luck, rummaged through the empty pockets, and then left cursing under the mocking eyes of other pirates.

Soon after he left, another pirate squeezed in to fill the gap left by him. The banknotes on the table were clattered into his arms by the pirate who was sitting in the bank, laughing and not noticing A few cigarette-like notes were interspersed in a pile of banknotes.

Another two hours later, the greasy and dirty banknotes on the table changed hands several times, and were grabbed by a few pirates, rubbed them randomly a few times, and stuffed them into their pockets first.

"It's getting dark, so we'll be here first today." The scarred-faced pirate rubbed his bulging mouth full of yellow teeth, splashing foul-smelling spittle.

"Damn it!" The few pirates next to him felt unwilling, but as it was getting late, more pirates dispersed like scarred faces, and they could only spit thick phlegm and walk towards the bed board in resentment. .

"Ha, have a nice day."

Scarface dragged off his boots, rolled up his trouser legs and sat cross-legged on the bed, then he took out all the Baileys in his pocket and scattered them on the sheet, with a greedy look of joy on his face.

"One, two, three..."

As he unfolded each Bailey, he flicked it in mid-air, making the unique sound of banknotes, and then he folded the banknotes into a stack.

"Which bastard put cigarettes in the money."

In mid-air, a cigarette stuck to the back of the banknote with smeared saliva was bounced off. The slightly curled yellowed cigarette twirled in the air and fell on the bed sheet. He blinked his eyes as if he saw words on the cigarette.

Dazed for a moment, he picked up the cigarette on the bed, straightened it, and a line of cryptic characters came into his eyes. The pupils on Scaru's face suddenly shrank, his mouth opened into the shape of the word "wo", and the banknote in his hand slipped.

He reacted immediately, and quickly grabbed the cigarette in his hand, then he looked around casually, and carefully hid the cigarette in his pocket, but suddenly his mind was no longer on the attractive coins on the bed sheet, and his eyes were unnaturally looking towards Aim in the direction of the cabin door.

The scarred face scene was not a special case. The same scene, no more than 10 minutes before or after, was quietly staged one after another in several corners of the cabin. The intersection of "tacit understanding" - the end points of sight converge to the same point.

In the dark, William was lying on the bed as if dozing off, his half-drooped eyes were like hyenas hunting, staring at every corner of the cabin without blinking.

The sticky cigarettes were unrolled one by one, and the words were reflected in the shocked pupils, as if foreshadowing that the whole cabin was unknowingly stained with a trace of secret atmosphere.

On the unnoticed bed, a few pale faces reflected the strangeness unknown to the living.