NOVEL WEB Chapter 459 - 377: You're Not Fit to Be a Captain (One update today.)
Chapter 459: Chapter 377: You’re Not Fit to Be a Captain (One update today.)
Wu Heng ignored her nonsense.
He continued to ask, “Once the ship leaves port, where should I take you?”
Philippa replied, “Just come out along the ‘Sinana route’; we’ll meet up then.”
“Is that route safe? Are there other pirates?”
“No way, I’m the only one who roams that route! And it’s just a little over a day’s voyage from Gold and Silver Island, so it’s unlikely to encounter other ships,” Philippa said, not forgetting to remind him, “When we meet, don’t forget to put on a show, don’t let anyone see through us.”
“We’ll pretend to resist for a while, then make it look like we’re overpowered and escape in a small boat!”
“Okay, when the time comes I’ll have my crew attack from a distance. You just act like you can’t beat us, then kneel and beg for mercy. The ferocious Captain Philippa will order a fierce boarding, you leave on the small boat, abandoning the cargo ship filled with goods and the pirates will occupy the ship, cheering for the great captain,” Philippa explained with growing enthusiasm.
Wu Heng was somewhat stunned.
Listening to her, he could almost picture the excitement she described.
“Kneeling and begging for mercy is really not necessary, is it?”
“Suit yourself, after all, I’m working for you. If I look good out there, you look good too,” Philippa said.
She talked as if she was doing it all for his sake.
“Fine, I’ll arrange everything tomorrow. When the ship departs, I’ll notify you, and you keep your boat near the route and don’t wander off,” he responded.
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“Understood, waiting for you,” she said.
“Hmm!”
After ending the communication, Wu Heng put the handset back in its place.
With Philippa’s side secure, he could rest easy.
He opened the door to let Mini prepare dinner.
He then went back upstairs.
…
He pushed the door and entered the Alchemy Room.
Inside, the Alchemy Skeletons were still busy with their work.
Wu Heng handed over the newly acquired Corpse Cores to No. 1 Alchemy Number.
At the same time, his gaze fell on a shelf filled with elixirs.
[Strength-enhancing potion]…
There were nine bottles in total, all made from refining first-level corpse cores, neatly arranged.
“Is the efficiency of level one potions so high already?”
These corpse cores were obtained while clearing the Turntable Zombies, totaling nine first-level corpse cores.
Now they had all been turned into potions.
The efficiency was quite high indeed.
He stored the corpse core potions.
He opened the freezer to check.
Including the corpse cores that had just been delivered, he had two first-level and five second-level corpse cores.
Next, he opened the nearby Organ Jar.
Inside, there were three third-level corpse cores in total.
These had fallen from the Third-level zombies he had killed before. Originally there had been four, and one was apparently being used to develop a potion.
There were still no finished products from the development of third-level potions.
Even with the participation of a level 15 Alchemy Skeleton, progress seemed limited.
Luckily, he had this magical artifact that could store organs.
Otherwise, if he hadn’t used the corpse cores, they might have already deteriorated.
He sealed the Organ Jar again.
Wu Heng then left the Alchemy Room.
…
After dinner.
Wu Heng returned to the study, leaned back in his chair, and pondered over the gains of the past two days and the plans that followed.
“The Pirate Wanted Order, the use of the Silent Blade Evil Sword, and the need to level up to 15 as soon as possible.”
The bounty on him from the pirates had reached 500 gold coins.
Forget the normal bounty; even hiring someone to kill a stationed steward wouldn’t reach such a price.
It was rather exaggerated.
Wu Heng often pondered what he had done to draw such attention from the Blank Envelope, and why the price kept increasing.
If it were a vendetta with the Association, they should have placed a bounty on ‘Imilo’ instead.
Putting a bounty on himself, a Vice-executive, was utterly insane.
“Now, the Blank Envelope has also mistaken Philippa as a pirate. They take her as the only Ms. Out there, so I mustn’t cut off my support for Philippa.”
The support for Philippa had to continue.
Even if she couldn’t find out what special intelligence she had, she could inform him at the earliest opportunity.
Next was the ‘Silent Blade Evil Sword.’
This weapon, which he had purchased for two thousand gold coins, had become a complete encumbrance.
The effect was ruthless enough to kill any enemy that moved in its range—but it could also kill him.
It was clear that killing a level 12 target was no problem, but it was still unclear whether it could kill a stronger enemy.
He had reached the point where he didn’t even want to study it anymore.
“If there’s no way for me to avoid damaging myself, I could use the skeletons as expendable items; holding the sword, we’d challenge the enemy to see who would move first,” he thought.
Last was his own level.
Reaching level 15 would make him a Fourth-tier Strongman, a leader-level figure in major forces.
In essence, there would be a significant increase. Aside from his promise with Shanaela, the higher his strength, the stronger his ability to respond to dangers would be.
In every respect, leveling up was the most reliable way to improve himself.
Thinking this, he opened his character panel to check the experience points.
[Level: 14 (161781/165000)]
He was just over three thousand experience points short—it would take about one more zombie outbreak.
“After I’ve delivered the goods for Philippa, I should focus on leveling up.”
After analyzing the three matters, Wu Heng was about to get up when he paused again.
“And there’s also the matter of developing the third-level potion. I need to find a way to buy higher-level alchemist bodies; otherwise, the corpse cores will eventually grow moldy.”
Having thought through everything,
he stood up and poured himself a cup of tea.
Then he sat down again.
He took out the [Modern Ken Mansion Skill] book and continued to flip through it.
As the sky gradually darkened,
when Wu Heng reached the last page and waited quietly,
he frowned slightly.
The prompt to unlock the skill didn’t appear.
“What’s going on?” he wondered.
He opened the panel to check the skills.