Chapter 3: Relic

　　 "My captain died again, dead in the hands of those things. How long will it take for this kind of life to end? I'm so tired.
　　 I have time to wonder if I am already dead here, and this is hell?
　　 But it is impossible to think about it. The demons of are much cuter than those things. Everything here is illogical, including the humans here.
　　 When I first came, I thought the development stage here was the early stage of the industrial revolution, but later I learned that they also had a lot of technological points on the mysterious side.
　　 But even this is useless. Human beings are still alive like ants. There are too many deadly things in the dark. We are not the only social civilization here. "
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　　 "Captain, the main coral island is coming."
　　 Charles walked to the bow and looked at the lighthouse that appeared in the dark in the distance. He breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, he finally arrived.
　　 As the Mouse slowly approached, a huge island behind the lighthouse gradually became clear.
　　The grayish white of coral is the main color of this island, and the various human houses on it are also the same color.
　　 The port of the Coral Islands looks very busy, with steam boats of various sizes coming in and out. The rough sailors waved their hats and cheered, celebrating their coming back to life.
　　 This is a newly developed island. An island that can provide human survival cannot rely on corals alone. It needs the resources of other islands. This is also the source of survival for the cargo ships of the Mouse.
　　 Many of the people passing by on the pier have their ears curled inward. Those are natives of the Coral Islands.
　　As long as you live on the coral islands for more than five years, human ears will curl inward for unknown reasons, and no one knows why.
　　 But this does not stop the eagerness of other islands to emigrate here. Compared with the troubles of other islands, ear deformation is the slightest side effect.
　　 After quickly handing over to the administrator, Charles walked out of the dock with a ugly expression.
　　 He was right. The goods were lost by more than half. Not only did he not make a profit, but he also lost 50,000 echoes. These two months were nothing.
　　 It takes a while for the dock to dispatch materials. During this time, the crew of the Mouse can take a short rest.
　　 Near the pier is a row of buildings of different heights, some of which are hotels for the crew to rest, and more places to relax.
　　 On the busy street are some beggars in ragged clothes, lying or lying in their mouths chanting words that only they can understand.
　　 These are all crew members driven crazy by the earth and the sea. No one knows what they have experienced. If you don't want to be like them, you can only remember the iron law of the sea, and you can't listen to it.
　　 They are lucky, because in most cases, the crew members who were in shipwreck can only disappear with the ship.
　　 The door of the Bat Inn was pushed open, and in the brightly lit lobby, a group of brawny men who were drinking were looking at the new guy with bad intentions.
　　 But when they smelled the smell of the sea on Charles, they turned their gaze nonchalantly, and it was not easy to provoke anyone who would come back alive through the sea.
　　 "I'm going to stay for 5 days, and I will have some more food and bring it to my house."
　　 "5 days housing 630 echo coins, delicious bread mushroom soup 30 total 660."
　　 In the damp room, Charles was enjoying his lunch. The food in the underground world was not much better. Charles tore the brown bread into several pieces and threw it into the thick mushroom soup.
　　 Even if it was soaked in the soup, the bitter brown bread was still very loud, but he was used to it.
　　 Charles took out a mobile phone from his arms and ran his fingers randomly while eating food. The scratched screen was always black like the sky outside.
　　 Charles' slow chewing sound remained in the single room.
　　 "Captain, are you inside?" Old John's voice suddenly came in from outside the door.
　　 Charles quickly put the phone away, "Come in, the door is not closed."
　　 The first officer walked in cautiously, with a slightly apologetic expression on his face. "Captain, I want to tell you, I don't want to do it anymore."
　　 Charles frowned slightly. "Why? Haven't you seen more of this kind of thing?"
Every time a crew member died and someone wanted to leave, he was mentally prepared. He originally thought that the most likely thing was the scared Dip who was peeing his pants, but he didn't expect this person to be the old John who accompanied him all the way. .
　　 John waved his hand again and again, "I am too old. When I was at the helm, sometimes I fell asleep. I want to stay away from the sea."
　　 Charles's mood became worse, but he didn't keep him, so he could get together and relax.
　　 He put a small stack of banknotes on the table, "This is your share."
　　 John took his own reward, but didn't turn around and leave, standing still hesitated.
"Any thing else?"
　　 "Hehe, Captain, you know, although I save a little bit, most of my previous money is spent on those girls. This little money is not enough for the rest of my life."
　　 "What? You want me to sponsor a part?"
　　 "No, no, of course I know it's impossible. I have a good thing here I plan to sell to you. Anyway, I get off the ship, and I don't need this weapon anymore."
　　 John talked and took out a black knife with a forearm length, saying that the knife was more like a large dagger.
　　 Charles glanced at the fat old man in front of him suspiciously. This knife is a weapon of the first officer, but he has no shortage of melee weapons.
　　 "Captain, don't underestimate this knife, it's a relic!"
　　 Charles had heard of these mysterious things before, but had never seen them.
There are different opinions on the origin of the relics. Some say they come from the ocean, some say they come from the bright land in the legend, and some say the unexplored islands. No matter what their origin is, it is certain that these things have special powers. .
　　This kind of peculiar strangeness, using them requires a price, and the price of different strength is also different.
　　 Charles once saw a ring worth 580,000 in the British Isles auction, which can make the wearer invisible for a short time, at the cost of the wearer's whole body will be unbearable itching.
　　 "What is special about this knife?"
　　 Seeing Charles asking questions, UU reading www.uukanshu.com John immediately came to mind.
　　 "This weapon is very sharp, very sharp and very sharp." He took a long knife and looked at the surrounding furniture a little eagerly, as if he wanted to try something with the knife.
　　 "Thank you, no, I still think the gun works better."
　　 Relying on the revolver to deal with those monsters is indeed a bit weak. Charles wants some relics to defend himself, but he doesn't want a tasteless one.
　　 Although the science and technology tree of the Earth Sea World is a bit crooked, some big islands are all powered up. In a world with guns and cannons, what is the use of a magic weapon? What's more, there are weapons with side effects.
　　 Seeing that Charles meant not to buy, Old John was a little anxious, "Captain, it has other special abilities. As long as you hold it, the body's healing ability will speed up."
　　 "Two kinds? What is the cost?" The relic is a weird thing. The benefits and disadvantages are not equal. Sometimes, the benefits are only a little bit, but the cost of side effects can make the life of the owner of the relic worse than death.
　　 "It's not too serious. If you hold it for a long time, you will have a suicidal urge in your heart. Normally, just don't hold it."
　　 Charles took the black knife and found it unexpectedly light. The knife didn't seem to be made of iron, and it was held in his hand like plastic.
　　 After slashing the hand with the tip of a knife, the wound is healing slowly, but it is not so exaggerated, at most three times the usual.
　　 "The price is acceptable, and the benefits are not bad. There is no ship doctor on my ship. This thing can make up for this defect to a certain extent."
　　 Charles decided to buy this knife, sharpen the knife and chop wood by mistake, the money should be spent or it should be spent,
　　Both sides know everything, and Charles finally bought the relic with 160,000 echoes.