Pirate’s Brood Order

In the dead of night!

The pirates who had been fighting all night were not in the mood to clean up. They dragged their tired bodies to find a bed at will. The crowded cabin was rarely empty, and even the echo of snoring became empty.

The corpses scattered on the deck, the severed hands and feet dotted here and there, were quiet.

The wet and sticky hull was covered with blood spilled like an abstract painting, slowly drying up; the fallen internal organs and flesh dregs were blown by the north sea wind and gathered and solidified into a marinated mass.

The surviving pirates on the side of the six first mates were tied up with rough hemp ropes, their hands and feet were tied in series under the thick mast, their mouths and noses breathed in the cold wind mixed with the smell of blood, and the dry and thin clothes soaked in blood stuck to their wounds. On the road, with another night of sea breeze blowing, it is estimated that everyone will be infected the next day.

Infection, fever, death, this is the normal rhythm.

All of them looked ashen and defeated. They couldn't break free from the rope and could only wait for death slowly.

The pirate who was appointed by Via as the new first mate whistled with excitement, he didn't need to go to the crowded bilge, even though it was empty, he should have gone to the first mate's room, but by accident He came to the old Moore's room, and he felt that the bed boards in the old Moore's room were softer and more comfortable.

There was still a puddle of blood and broken blades on the floor, and the old Moore's body was missing. He guessed that Via had been restrained.

He closed the door very satisfied and lay down, and soon there was the sound of even breathing.

Inside the morgue.

Via personally carried the old Moore's body, and the ship's doctor and William quickly took it, and carefully laid the body flat on the bed.

"Sew up the wound on Old Moore's body, and he will be buried in Shanghai tomorrow morning."

"Relax, Captain."

After a short order, the crutch in Via's hand scratched the ground and touched the pile of "corpses" under his feet. He frowned slightly, "What's the matter with the bugs in the corpses?"

Cold sweat broke out slightly on the ship's doctor's forehead, and behind him Yarlin hung his head with no expression on his face.

"I dissected Jack's body and found something strange in his body, as if there were some kind of bug's eggs. I suspect that the dead body's ability to move may be the reason for the bug's eggs, but I'm not sure yet." Pale and stuttering.

"Insect eggs?" Via did not doubt the ship doctor's words, he just thought that the ship doctor was frightened by the bugs in the corpse, after all, even if he just imagined that kind of picture in his mind, Via could feel a palpitation, "Where did you come from?" eggs?"

"I don't know. Strange things always happen on the sea. Maybe it happened accidentally on some island." The ship doctor bit the bullet and gave a guess.

This explanation is not convincing. However, Via herself can't think of other reasons. Besides, she is only a top-notch ship doctor. It was beyond his expectation to find the insect eggs in the corpse.

Fortunately, if you can't figure it out, don't think about it anymore. There is never a lack of weirdness and danger in this sea, and the absurd and weird legends are even more ear-piercing.

As for the human possibility?

This idea just flashed in Via's mind, and then he was snuffed out by his reason. No crew member on his ship could have such a terrifying ability.

From a certain point of view, Via's judgment is not wrong, after all, Yarlin is no longer Yarlin.

"So, what are you doing now?" Via's last trace of doubt was dispelled.

"Do some necessary examinations. It seems that the results are fine now. Except for the three of Jack, I found no abnormalities in the other corpses. We should be relieved." The ship doctor wiped the cold sweat from his head and let out a long breath replied.

Via looked better, and he didn't want any strange eggs in his body.

"Captain, don't worry, we will take care of these corpses and bury them at sea with Old Moore tomorrow." Just when Via was about to ask something, Yarlin suddenly stepped out from behind the ship doctor and interjected.

When Old Moore's name was mentioned, Via suddenly lost the mood to speak, he turned around and left with a huff.

After closing the door, the sound of the sword hitting the deck outside gradually disappeared, and the ship doctor sat on the ground as if collapsed, his whole back was soaked.

"Okay, let's go on, there's still half of the transformation that hasn't been completed yet." Yarlin's face was cold. He wasn't worried about what Via would discover. The only thing he needed to worry about was the delay for a while. I don't know how many people would have passed away. .

These "corpses" have been regarded by him as "the first pot of gold", and any waste in the stage of primitive accumulation is heartbreaking.

Hurry up and hurry up, in the end, there are still 3 people who didn't hold on, and died prematurely, which led to the failure of transformation.

"13!"

Yarlin immediately made a calculation in his mind, and with the successful transformation before, he now has a total of 13 transformants that he can control.

"Fortunately, there are a few supplements out there, and this amount is almost enough." Yarlin licked his lips, rubbed a ball of thread in his hand, and let out a faint laugh in his throat.

In the middle of the night, the patter of raindrops began to fall.

Gu Qi raised his head, opened his chapped and blood-scarred lips, and the rain entered his body along his swollen throat. He seemed to feel that his whole body had regained some strength.

"Idiots, wake me up if you don't want to die." Gu Qi growled in a low voice. He didn't want to die on the Via, and he hadn't completely given up struggling.

A few pirates who were infected with a fever woke up in a daze. The cold rain and Gucci's roar seemed to inject a little life into their bodies.

"Can't move, those bastards are tied too tightly, we can't break free at all."

"Don't say such nonsense, give me a hard fight, as long as you can free one hand, we will be out of trouble, and while Via and the others are all going to sleep, this is our last chance." Gucci's hands were crushed Due to the desperate friction on the back, a layer of flesh was worn off the entire wrist due to too much force, and the thumb began to twist and deform weirdly. The veins on his neck were exposed, and the raised blood vessels looked like countless earthworms crawling and wriggling, "Wait until tomorrow morning We're going to die, Via will torture us to death."

The lips of a few pirates turned white. They recalled some terrible episodes, so they all rubbed their wrists frantically.

The skin, flesh and blood and the rough hemp rope were in a bloody battle. As the flesh on their wrists was worn away layer by layer, with a crunching sound, Gu Qi let out a low growl that was not like a human being, and suddenly Pull out the bloody right hand.

The other pirates all stopped, staring at the palm with ecstasy, a palm with almost no skin, bloody muscles and bones exposed in the rain, they stared at the palm tightly, It's like staring at the most magnificent work of art in the world.

That is their hope of life!

"Sorry to bother you." A joking voice rang softly in my ear.