100: This is a complete disaster! Who just tried to side with the imposter?

After the grand declarations were made.

As the sea wind blew, the deck instantly turned into a massive Scene of Public Humiliation.

The few girls who had been obsessing over the Imposter and practically throwing themselves at him now looked worse than if they had swallowed a fly.

Especially Zhou Qian.

This sister had forgotten she was a slave, having undone two buttons on her collar, clearly aiming to use her body to advance.

Now that she had come back to her senses and realized she had almost passionately embraced a pile of mud, her stomach churned violently, as if it contained a blender.

“Um... ha, haha, Captain.”

Zhou Qian rubbed her hands with a dry laugh, her eyes darting around, completely avoiding Chen Du's gaze. “That was definitely mind control just now! Yes, the Charm skill was maxed out! We were controlled!”

“Exactly, exactly! We are victims too!”

Lin Keke quickly agreed, her survival instinct fully engaged: “That monster was too cunning, it looked exactly like you!”

“We... we were just temporarily blinded because our admiration for the Captain is like a surging river.”

“Right, right, right! It's precisely because we love and respect the Captain so much—we were too worried to think straight!”

The group chattered incessantly, trying to paint their recent mental infidelity as the blindness of love.

Chen Du sat on the pile of coffin planks that were still oozing blood.

He played with the Succubus Crystal in his hand.

The eerie light reflected on his face, giving him a look of amusement.

“Love and respect?”

Chen Du scoffed, his gaze sweeping over the women. “When that guy called me a thief just now, you were nodding your heads quite happily.”

The air instantly froze.

The girls shrank their necks, wishing they could stuff themselves into the cracks of the deck.

Chen Du hadn't actually planned on throwing them into the sea to feed the fish.

After all, manpower was limited in the Sea of Despair.

But this corrupt trend had to be curbed.

He shifted his gaze, landing on An Nuonuo, who was hiding among the crowd.

This Little White Rabbit had been completely captivated earlier, even wanting to rub against the Imposter's chest.

“An Nuonuo.”

The three light words acted like a paralyzing spell.

An Nuonuo stiffened all over, and the two bunches of twin tails on top of her head drooped down.

With a bitter expression on her small face, she reluctantly shuffled out of the line.

“C-Captain... I was wrong...”

“What were you wrong about?”

“I shouldn't have... shouldn't have thought that Imposter was handsome... shouldn't have wanted to hug him...”

An Nuonuo lowered her head, her hands frantically twisting her skirt hem.

Chen Du stood up and walked over to her.

His shadow fell, completely enveloping the 1.55-meter tall loli.

“Come here.”

Chen Du sat down on the coffin plank and patted his thigh.

An Nuonuo's eyes widened, and her face flushed crimson.

The surrounding girls all gasped.

This... was he going to execute her publicly? Or was it that kind of... heart-pounding execution?

“Um... c-can we change the punishment?”

An Nuonuo was teary-eyed and whispered, “So many people are watching...”

“Three.”

Chen Du didn't waste any words on her.

A wisp of black shadow silently wrapped around An Nuonuo's ankle from his fingertip.

“Two.”

Before he could count to one, An Nuonuo was so terrified that tears streamed out. The chill of death made her instinctively choose obedience.

She closed her eyes and, resigned to her fate, lay across Chen Du's lap.

Slap!

A sharp sound!

An Nuonuo couldn't help but cry out, burying her face in Chen Du's jacket, afraid to look up.

“Learn your lesson.”

Chen Du slapped her a few more times in quick succession. “Next time you can't tell who the Captain is, I'll throw you down to feed the fish.”

“Wuwuwu... I won't dare again... never again...”

An Nuonuo begged for mercy with a tearful voice, then suddenly lifted her head.

Nobody knew what nerve she had hit, but she shouted:

“Captain!”

“I—I can redeem myself through service!”

“Oh?”

“I can give massages! Seriously!”

To escape the humiliation of being spanked publicly, An Nuonuo began frantically promoting herself. “My family used to run a physiotherapy clinic! I can do Tui Na massage, and I can walk on your back! Also... I can provide special services!”

As soon as she finished speaking, the entire scene fell silent.

Even Chen Du was momentarily stunned, raising an eyebrow as he looked at her: “Special services?”

“It's... it's using my Talent!”

An Nuonuo raised her pink little fists, stammering incoherently in her haste.

“My Air Cannon can control the airflow, making it extremely comfortable during an essential oil back massage!”

“Truly! It's much better than those 888 technicians outside!”

Chen Du was so amused he laughed.

Using an A-rank combat Talent for an essential oil back massage?

Only this silly rabbit could come up with such a thought process.

“Fine.”

Chen Du released her, lifting her up and setting her aside. “Come to my room tonight. If the massage isn't comfortable, I'll hang you on the mast like a Teru Teru Bozu.”

An Nuonuo felt as if she had been granted amnesty, clutching her burning butt as she scurried back into the line.

The surrounding girls looked at An Nuonuo, their eyes changing.

It was naked jealousy; the sourness was thick enough to drift for miles.

You must understand, few people on this ship are allowed into Chen Du's room!

They must be the most favored ones!

“I can do it too! I can walk on your back!”

Zhou Qian muttered grudgingly, “My legs are much longer than hers, and I even wear black stockings...”

Chen Du ignored these petty jealousies.

He turned around and looked at the two people standing in the corner.

Xia Mo was wiping sword name, her expression cool and detached.

She seemed completely uninterested in what just happened, looking extremely cool.

Li Yaozhi maintained her persona as a high-mountain flower, her chin slightly raised.

But when the Imposter appeared, only these two women immediately voiced their support.

Seeing this, the surrounding girls felt their jealousy boil over.

Sure enough.

Loyalty is what matters in critical moments.

Those wavering fence-sitters only earned a beating.

Those who stood firmly with the Captain not only got treats but also affection.

“Alright, everyone go rest.”

Chen Du reverted to his capitalist demeanor.

“Second Sister, stop looking at legs and hurry up and clean this up.”

Xia Lai, who was watching the fun nearby, let out a wail.

“Chen Du, have you no humanity!”

Waving thug no. 1, she looked indignant. “I'm a Mechanic! I work with technology! I'm not here to do carpentry for you!”

“Besides, this is Gloomy Bloodwood! Its hardness rivals steel, how am I supposed to dismantle it? Am I supposed to chew it?”

Chen Du ignored her explanation.

He pointed to the spot with the best view at the bow of the ship.

“Before sunrise tomorrow, I want to see a Throne there.”

“And that thing, the resting room of the dead. I've given you the blueprints, and the materials are right here.”

Turning coffin planks into a resting room? Only this lunatic could think of that.

Xia Lai rolled her eyes.

She cursed under her breath, but her body honestly started working.

thug no. 1 spun rapidly!

The drill bit cut into the bloodwood, emitting a grating friction sound.

Extremely punk rock.

“Get moving, everyone! If you don't want to sleep on the floor, go help Second Sister!”

Chen Du gave the command.

The girls who had just been fighting for affection immediately turned into laborers.

Some moved wood, others passed tools.

In this hellhole where death could strike at any moment, being delicate was the most useless thing.

Only by arming this broken ship to the teeth could they survive a little longer.

Night deepened.

On the surface of the Sea of Despair, ferry no. 0819 continued to ring with hammering sounds.

Chen Du stood high up, watching the busy scene below.

Light flickered on and off at his fingertips.

I have to say, the loot dropped by that “Imposter” was indeed excellent.

The resting room of the dead could not only restore SAN Value but also provide absolutely comfortable sleep.

For a group of people whose minds were strained to the limit, this was simply heaven.

Of course.

As Captain, he must have priority access to this resting room.

As for who he would let in to sleep beside him... Chen Du's gaze lingered on the backs of the women for a second. His lips curled into a slight smile.

That Little White Rabbit should be clean by now, right?