The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

"No, I'm just admiring art." Sebas looked back at Alok and said.

He took a deep look at Alok, his eyes revealing calmness and gratitude.

It seems that I have grown a lot all of a sudden.

He didn't know what happened to that woman, but Sebas seemed to suddenly look away.

It's like being enlightened.

He lowered his head and looked at the stones at his feet, and then slowly walked towards Elok.

Walk side by side with him towards No. 777 Rose Street.

When Alok used his skills to open the door again, he took the initiative and said:

"Let's start now. I feel like I've adjusted to my condition now."

Alok said while changing his clothes: "Yes, it is more appropriate to become a transcendent with a peaceful mentality. This is the perfect mentality. In this case, let's get started. Sebas."

One after another, they came to Sebastian's small room on the first floor.

After Alok snapped his fingers and the lights came on, he said:

"Meditation is actually nothing. The only thing you have to pay attention to is that the time cannot be too long."

"I remember it was introduced in that book. Including the method of opening the will body's vision."

Sebas sat in front of the desk in the room, nodded and said, "I've seen it all. I think I can even complete the meditation alone."

"That's good. Then I don't need to guide you at all. This is so worry-free. But I will watch you from the side for the first time to avoid other accidents." Alok said, crossing his arms.

"Thank you again, Mr. Phasma." Sebastian said extremely seriously.

"Remember to praise the moon." Alok finally reminded.

Sebas was stunned for a moment, then closed his eyes and praised the moon outside the window. Then, he began to try to enter a meditative state.

Generally speaking, it is not easy to enter the state of meditation, and the more eager you are, the more difficult it is to enter the state.

On the contrary, Sebastian's current calm state of mind is most suitable, which is why Alok said those words just now.

Alok paid attention to Sebas and saw that he was sitting motionless on the chair. His eyelids seemed to be twitching slightly and his breathing was even. He seemed to have successfully meditated for the first time very quickly.

Although I couldn't say I was relieved, I was still happy for him.

He stretched and set the alarm clock on Sebas' desk for two hours.

Then he went to the living room with a relaxed mood, picked up a newspaper, and then returned to Sebastian's room to kill the remaining two hours.

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The job of gathering intelligence is not easy.

Roger has been extremely busy these past two days. It is no longer the same as the days on the Ghost Pirate Ship. At that time, he got up at noon every day and had a midnight snack at night. The day passed in such laziness.

Besides, the port is not that easy to mess with. In order to collect intelligence, in addition to having a good relationship with the bosses at the port, you also need to recruit some talents.

For example, the gangsters at the door of the bar, the prostitutes performing arts, the porters at the dock, every little detail is enough for Roger to keep busy.

Although single-line communication improves the safety factor, it also makes efficiency much slower.

To this end, Roger walks around Damia every day.

For the captain's funds, and for revenge against the will.

However, to be honest, the funds given by Alok were not very large. There was not even a single extraordinary person under his command, only those ruffians and little kids from poor families.

I wish I could break a gold coin in half.

That whip was extremely difficult to get rid of, but luckily I met an alchemist.

The name is - Organa Reese.

Female, in her twenties. Level 2, experienced.

Mainly selling various potions and enchantments.

The best way to get along with her is to trade.

It seems that she is short of money.

Of course, this is also a common problem for every alchemist.

In the small room inside the Tough Guy Bar, Roger and Organa Reese sat opposite each other.

"Miss Organa. What do you think of my suggestion?" Roger asked while drinking Damia's beer.

He was half lying on the sofa, looking very relaxed.

This is a negotiation technique. Ways to increase your worth.

"It's indeed a good suggestion to cooperate. But I don't know if Mr. Roger's Mage Binding resources are real. I can't give you my enchanted items directly, then I will be cheated all the time. Risk." Organa held on to the armrest of the sofa. He squinted at Roger.

"Of course I won't let you take such a risk. As for resources, why don't you just take a look at the equipment on me?" Roger chuckled.

He revealed the Hunter's Hammer and the leather whip named 'Soul Hunter'.

"Without Mage Binding as a friend, where would we have gotten so much equipment?" Roger seemed to be showing off or mocking.

But this whip was indeed not made by him.

Organa's eyelids twitched.

Roger's actions not only showed his strength, but also showed his resources.

Also a threat. I told myself that if I wanted to harm myself, I would do it directly.

It counts as killing three birds with one stone.

The corner of Organa's mouth twitched slightly, and then she smiled instantly, and her figure became charming, even a little seductive. said:

"It seems that Mr. Roger is indeed qualified. However, I still have some doubts about the cooperative distribution relationship." Organa gave in and agreed to the cooperative relationship.

If we can reach a consensus on the distribution relationship, a preliminary cooperation agreement can be considered verbal. But if you want to sign a contract, forget it.

The most common thing among the underground supernaturals is intrigue and betrayal.

"Are you not satisfied with the 40% to 60% split?" Roger raised his eyelids and looked at Ogna, and asked:

"I have a rare talent like the Binding Mage. If you want to find an alchemist to cooperate, you are not the only one. Besides, I can also provide some crystals. It's no problem to take six shares."

"I also provided my sales channels, which can sell for a good price." Ogna retorted. "You have to know that it is not easy to gain a foothold in a city like Damia, and it is also difficult to find channels just after entering."

"Besides, enchanting is also a technical job. And I am quite skilled. You should be able to experience the effect of the 'Youth Rejuvenation' potion for a full 4 hours. Isn't that enough? The ordinary alchemist only makes it for three hours."

In this regard, Roger did experience the power of that potion. Although it cost him a full 3 gold coins, it was indeed worth the money. However, this is a business negotiation, and you have to find the opponent's weaknesses. You can't destroy your own prestige and boost the morale of others. So Roger retorted:

"Making potions and enchanting are two different things. The high level of alchemy potion making does not prove that the enchantment level is also good."

Although Roger did refute it, it can be seen that he has a positive attitude towards his alchemy level. Ogna smiled with her face covered, and she was still happy in her heart. It seems that there is still room for negotiation.

He glanced at the hunter's hammer hanging on Roger's waist, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Hehe, I can see that the pistol he is holding is for the hunter profession. Although the binding skills are good, the cooperating alchemist is a bit shoddy. The runes engraved are quite rough, and it should be made by a novice. If it were me, I would definitely engrave it better."

"That whip looks like it was made in a hurry. It must be mass-produced, and the abuser's way. It is either a masterpiece of the Church of the Day of Destruction or the Ascetic Order. But the Ascetic Order has no believers in the Hutt Empire, so it must be the Day of Destruction."

She glanced at Roger, who was still calm, and asked:

"Am I right?"

After a moment of silence, Roger finally stretched out a slap and said:

"Fifty-fifty split, no more. This is the bottom line."

"No problem, then I wish us a happy cooperation." Ogna picked up the wine glass on the table and bumped it with the beer glass that Roger also put on the table, and said.

"Happy cooperation." Roger's face was a little gloomy.

He took a big gulp from the wine glass, then pulled out the whip, slapped it on the table and said:

"This is our first cooperation. Sell this whip. But it can't be a 50-50 split, you didn't contribute. I can give you 25% at most."

"Wow. You are so generous." Ogena exclaimed.

"Of course. Of course, cooperation must let the other party taste the sweetness." Roger said with narrowed eyes.

"How much do you plan to sell it for?" Ogena asked.