The track of dawn in the world of American manga

Mason and Barbosa's "cooperation plan" was discussed very smoothly, and the entire conversation, including the originally complicated details, did not take more than ten minutes.

This model can basically be summarized as no matter what outrageous request Mason makes, the old pirate agrees without hesitation. There is no bargaining at all, and it doesn't look like the two parties are fighting over each other.

It's like a superior issuing tasks to subordinates.

This made Mason feel that there was no need to talk anymore.

It's not that Barbossa is insincere, the big pirate is really sincere. But this old bastard is still in a state of ecstasy and confusion. He has not yet woken up from the excitement of gaining "hope".

And his talkative attitude is also in line with the behavior of pirates.

First, they can talk nicely about finalizing the cooperation, but the specific implementation details will have to be discussed in detail after they see the promised benefits.

In short, I don’t suffer any loss.

"I will bring one hundred thousand potions in a week, which is enough for you to arm an army that can build a country. But Barbossa, I have to get a deposit first."

The young man threw the Devil's Box containing 881 cursed gold coins into the suitcase, and took out fifty vaccines and syringes as well as a list full of supplies required by Team K and handed them to Barbossa as a "gift".

He said:

"Open your treasury to me, and I will select from it what I need."

"certainly."

Without hesitation, Barbossa took a brass key from his belt and threw it to Mason. He looked at the various lists and said:

"I always carry my most precious collection with me in the hold of this ship, and you, my distinguished friend, can take them all.

Seven days, right?

no problem!

In these seven days, I will do my best to collect the rewards you need in this sea and my territory."

Mason nodded.

He left the captain's cabin gracefully with the kite, the female pirate, and Captain Jack who was winking at Barbossa.

As the hatch closed, the old pirate carefully picked up the vaccine and syringe in his hand.

He instinctively wanted to give himself a shot, but stopped and looked at his daughter Serena.

That weather-beaten old face tried hard to show a touch of fatherly kindness, but he had been hypocritical for most of his life and had become accustomed to wearing an uncomfortable and hypocritical smile.

"Come here, Serena, my good daughter, this is your and your mentor's share."

Barbossa picked up two of the gifts he received and handed them to his daughter. He whispered:

"I know you need time to accept the truth that you have a big pirate father, and I don't expect you to accept me soon, but I really hope you won't leave my side again.

This is not just for my father to stay, but also for safety reasons.

Before Mason shows off his 'miracle medicine' on a large scale, please don't reveal my deal with him to others, okay? I believe you are smart enough to understand my worries."

"Of course I understand."

The young girl in a blue dress did not refuse the medicine offered by her "father".

She held this cold and highly technological "hope" that didn't look like a creature of this era, and her heart was filled with a sense of joy of surviving the disaster.

But a few seconds later, while recalling Mason's actions and loading the test tube into a precise syringe, the girl said to her disgusted pirate father:

"He said this drug is only valid for two months. You know, this means that you and even all survivors will be controlled by him."

"What does it matter? My Serena."

Barbossa inserted the sharp needle into the blood vessel of his arm and injected the slightly cold liquid into his body, as if some kind of power was born in his old body.

It made him full of momentum even when he spoke.

The pirate king who roamed the sea put his old hat on his head, held the list in his hand, and said with a sneer:

"As long as he wants, with the formula of the magic medicine, he can become the king of the apocalypse, or even a god!

But he had no interest in ruling. All Mason wanted was these things, my daughter, otherwise he wouldn't have offered me that ridiculous deal.

Since he doesn't want to rule, why not me?

Although your father looks like this now, I have also been a fleet commander who led the British, and I have also been involved in that hypocritical circle. I have also talked and laughed with that fat and stupid king.

I know how a kingdom works.

I know better how much those kings have to pay to maintain their rule, and what I will pay is just wealth and some resources."

Barbossa laughed a few times and then looked back at his daughter. The old pirate grinned and showed several big gold teeth. He said with confidence:

"My daughter, my Serena, I promise that you will become the most powerful princess in the world, and after my death, you will continue to rule the kingdom I established for you."

"But what about Poseidon's Trident?"

Serena bit her lip and said to her big pirate father:

"I came to your ship because you promised me you would find it. We have to find it, we can't put all our hopes on this drug."

"Yes, yes, we will find it, we will have enough time to find it, and after the Pirate King's meeting is over, I will give you a fleet, my daughter."

Barbossa made a perfunctory promise to his daughter.

His eyes lit up as he looked at the delicate test tube in his hand.

Obviously, he has been immersed in the fantasy of the bright future he is about to have.

Seeing her short-sighted and greedy pirate father showing such an expression, Serena Smith, who had just completed her vaccination, suddenly frowned.

She looked at the direction Mason and others left and fell into thinking. She really didn't think that her cheap father made the right choice by putting everything on this drug.

Maybe she should make some preparations in private?

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"Boss, I feel like one world gate is not enough now."

On the way out of the Queen Anne's Revenge, the Kite Man, whose suitcases were full of goodies and carrying a large bag full of precious things on his shoulders, said to Mason:

"We can get enough human resources here to invest in the development of Hogwarts, but only one World Gate cannot meet the scheduling needs of Team K.

"Indeed, I feel the same way."

Mason nodded with deep understanding and said:

"Maybe you can contact Mr. Hunter and see if you can get through the back door or something. How is your new suit? Is there anything that needs improvement?"

"It's awesome, almost perfect for me."

Kite Man smiled and patted his chest with a slight banging sound, then touched his flight backpack and said to Mason:

"But compared with this new, functional suit, the kite we redesigned together seems a bit cheap."

"That's what I'm considering too."

Mason thought for a while and said to his loyal brother:

"I think we need to take some time to think of ways to redesign your kite. In fact, I already have a preliminary idea.

Charles, are you interested in becoming a full-time engineer for Team K in addition to being a scout?"

"Huh? Boss, aren't you an engineer?"

The Kite Man was not very resistant to this proposal.

He knew that his combat prowess, not to mention compared to the magic-playing Zha Kang, even Catwoman could almost "kill" him in real time.

He positions himself as an investigator.

He is an aerospace designer by profession, so now that Mason wants him to be responsible for logistics, it is a good career plan for Charles.

But he spent the longest time with Mason.

He knew that this 17-year-old young man was actually a very talented person, and his captain could become the best engineer.

"I am not only an engineer, but also an alchemist."

Mason rolled his eyes and sighed:

"In the future, I will become an inscriber, an enchanter, a blacksmith, and a master jeweler. Do you understand what I mean? Charles, I don't have that much time to specialize in one.

The advanced equipment obtained from Batman's laboratory requires an engineer like you from Banco to operate it."

"I understand."

The kite man nodded and said eagerly:

"Then I'll give it a try when I get back. To be honest, returning to my own job is really a bit..."

"Jack! Come back, don't run! You idiot!"

Charles's words were interrupted by the noise coming from behind. Mason and he looked back and found that Captain Jack Sparrow, who had just been taken off the Revenge, had jumped into the sea while Team K was unprepared.

That slutty guy was swimming towards the Black Pearl behind at super speed.

While he was pawing the dog to his heart's content, he looked back and laughed:

"Remember today! You mysterious wizards, you almost caught the famous Captain Jack Sparrow! Remember to tell this story to your children.

If you can still have children..."

Angelina was jumping anxiously on the edge of the pier.

She was not angry because Jack escaped again, but she was worried that this idiot had no idea about the strength of Team K and was trying his best to kill him.

Mason shrugged and pursed his lips at Charles, who had already unfurled the kite beside him.

The Kite Man smiled and took off with a few steps, flying around like a circling vulture on the sea surface at low altitude. Then he dived towards Captain Jack in the water and threw out the grapple gun equipped with his suit gauntlet in mid-air to catch the pirate.

Like an osprey picking up a stupid fish, he lifted Jack out of the water and dropped him on the pier beach in a fast flight.

The slutty captain got up dizzy, cursed a freak and wanted to run away, but as soon as he started, he saw the black barrel of a gun appearing in front of him.

Angelina, who was wearing a skirt, grabbed a black engineering gun with a simple appearance that was incompatible with this era. She only had to pull the trigger and the man's head in front of her would explode like a watermelon.

In the past few days, under the guidance of Ms. Selina, she has become very skilled in using this powerful firearm that Mason made while practicing engineering.

"Bang"

The female pirate waved her pistol and hit Jack on the forehead fiercely, knocking the captain to the ground and kicking him several times before pulling him up again with his head broken and bleeding.

She looked at Mason who was coming and put his pistol on the back of Captain Jack's head, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"You idiot! They are not as gentle as I am to you! Be good and think of it as caring about your life, Jack! I haven't planned to be a widow yet.

You are obedient!

We can all survive."

"Let him go, Angelina, and remember for me today, I almost let the famous Captain Jack Sparrow escape from my hands."

Mason did not draw his weapon.

He walked over holding his penguin umbrella and seemed not to care about Jack's escape. He waved to the female pirate and said in a gentle tone:

"Give me some time and let me talk to Mr. Sparrow alone. I believe that Captain Jack, who conquered the ocean, is a rational man, and I also believe that he will not cause trouble for himself again after he understands his situation.

."

The female pirate put down her gun obediently, glared at Jack again and told him to watch his mouth and stop talking nonsense, and then followed the Kite Man and walked away.

Mason looked at the extremely embarrassed Captain Jack in front of him.

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it over, motioning to Jack to wipe the blood on his forehead.

Captain Jack, who was dressed in a very pirate style and had the hygiene habits of this era. He also wore smoky makeup, dreadlocks and a lot of bits and pieces on his hair. He looked at the young man in front of him, who was at most 18 years old, with strange eyes.

people.

While wiping the blood, he said casually:

"So, you are the leader? Captain?"

"I did not own a legendary battleship when I was as young as you. My dear Jack Sparrow, compared with your magnificent first half of life, I am simply a model of mediocrity."

Mason shook his head and said:

"But I know your story, I know your adventures, and I'm a huge fan of yours. So I thought we could have an honest conversation and I'd like you to join my team.

We urgently need talents like you."

"Ha, then you have to convince me. First of all, what benefits can joining your force bring me?"

Captain Jack put his hands on his hips and glanced at the Black Pearl on the sea not far away. He touched his beard and said:

"Wealth? No, I don't lack that thing.

Status? I became the captain in my second year as a pirate.

Woman? Gee, look at Angelina, she is loyal to you but still misses me. I have many, many lovers.

I do thank you for saving me from Barbossa, my dear Mr. Mason, and I can help you find some treasure to repay the favor.

But if you want a pirate to give up his freedom, you might have to ask a higher price."

"I won't promise you anything.

As you said, it is almost impossible to buy a pirate's freedom. The King of England gave Barbossa the title and power, but didn't he also tear up the letter of appointment and return to the sea of ​​plunder?

It is your nature to pursue unfettered chaotic freedom, and that is something that even death cannot take away.

I won’t put in the effort to do useless work.”

Mason took a step forward.

As Captain Jack narrowed his eyes, he grabbed the small black box hanging on Jack's chest, but he did not take away the magical compass, but placed it in front of Captain Jack's eyes.

The young man looked at the pirate captain and said to him:

"People like you will not be persuaded by words and promises. You only believe in your own eyes! So, just use your own eyes to see, Mr. Sparrow.

Open the compass that was almost thrown away by you in despair!

I should really be grateful that this upheaval prevented you from doing something stupid like that."

Jack glanced at Mason, stretched out his hand and flicked his orchid fingers to open his compass coquettishly.

The pointed tip on that simple little thing that should have pointed north was now spinning crazily as if it had entered a chaotic magnetic field.

"It is said that this compass, which never points north, can point out the deepest desires of its owner. Over the past many years, it has occupied a considerable space in your story.

You trust it even more than you trust yourself.”

Mason stared at the rotating pointer on the small compass. He said to Captain Jack who also held the compass:

"So why not ask your magic compass? Ask it, Jack, to see where the only person in the world who can save you from the apocalypse is?"

See where is the last way out in your life, which has been shrouded in despair, confused and extremely exhausted?"

Jack Sparrow didn't answer.

He just stared at the compass in his hand and asked the question in his mind that he had asked countless times in the past period of time.

The pointer on the compass rotated at a slower speed, turning round and round, and finally, under Captain Jack's wide-eyed gaze, the red pointer stopped right in front of him.

The tip of the pointer was like a sword aimed at the mysterious young man in front of him, as if marking a new route for Captain Jack.

Mason smiled as expected.

He patted the stunned Jack Sparrow on the shoulder and whispered:

"Welcome to Team K, Sparrow, we'll throw a party for you. Well, but you'd better take a shower before meeting the rest of my team members."