23: Chapter 23 dungeon progress: 1%

"Keep firing arrows, send everyone over!"

Chen Fan waved his hand, and three more crossbow bolts were fired.

Standing to the side, Drake kept directing and adjusting the direction.

Chen Fan nodded slightly.

Although he no longer had sentience, when Drake focused all his energy on his work, the ability he unleashed was more like an S-Class Crew Member.

Earlier, it was he who determined the direction the opponent left in by observing the ripples on the sea surface.

In the dim environment, he accurately located and shot the opposing captain with just his eyes.

This ability to identify positions at night even surpassed Kuka.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan couldn't help but glance back.

Kuka in the cockpit shook his hands.

He awkwardly hid his wine glass behind his back.

Chen Fan shook his head helplessly,

"Accelerate, pull up alongside."

"Yes, my master."

The sailboat accelerated again.

At the same time, the ship's crossbow kept sending Sailors over.

After getting close.

Chen Fan could even hear the sound of sharp weapons cutting through skin.

"Board the ship!"

Kuka brought the ship close; this position was already within reach of the boarding ladder.

The Sailors didn't waste words, climbing up one after another.

The opposing Crew Members were few, and they were held back by the batches of Sailors already shot over, so they could only watch helplessly as the Sailors kept boarding.

For a moment, sounds of commotion arose everywhere.

Although the Crew Members of the black smoke were all highly skilled in combat.

But Chen Fan's Sailors did not fear death.

With a life-for-a-life fighting style, they completely occupied the ship in just ten minutes!

"Where is your captain?"

Chen Fan looked at the Crew Member who was being pressed onto the deck and still struggling, and said coldly.

"Hah... ptooey!"

The man spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, looking disdainful.

Seeing his boss insulted, Drake's temper flared instantly.

He stomped on his head, and the cervical vertebrae snapped inch by inch.

It made a crunching sound.

The bloody head, with wide-open eyes, looked at the remaining three people.

Scaring the three of them into a shudder.

Kuka stopped Drake, drew his own greatsword, and pressed it against the deck.

As he walked, the greatsword dragged along, making a sizzling sound.

"I ask, you answer; if there is one word of nonsense, you die!"

Kuka stomped his heel and said angrily: "Where is your captain?"

"Over... over there, the one you shot and killed just now was the captain."

"Crunch—"

The greatsword swung down, directly severing his head.

Kuka raised his sword again,

"Where is your captain?"

The second person's mouth kept twitching, and he pointed tremblingly at Mike to the side, "He really is our captain."

"Crunch—"

"I'll ask one last time, where is your captain?"

The third person fell to his knees with a thud and sobbed:

"Our captain Mike has already been shot and killed by you, what do you want me to say to make you believe it?"

"Why attack us?"

The man's sobbing paused, and he immediately replied:

"The ship tax for next month hasn't been collected yet, so we had to slaughter a few fat sheep to gather supplies."

"Ship tax?"

Chen Fan whispered, memorizing the term in his mind.

Kuka didn't give him any time to breathe and continued to ask: "Where is your lair?"

"Uh—"

The man shuddered, his expression changing rapidly.

Finally.

He gritted his teeth and wiped his right hand across his neck.

In just an instant, blood gushed out, staining the deck red.

Even though Kuka was prepared, he couldn't stop him.

It turned out that he was still hiding a dagger in his right hand.

"I'm sorry, I miscalculated."

"No need, he was determined to die, no one could stop him."

Chen Fan waved his hand, signaling everyone to search the ship.

One hundred Sailors quickly dispersed.

Soon, they had thoroughly looted the cabin.

There weren't many gold coins, only over a hundred.

But to Chen Fan's surprise, there were actually over 80 nails, 300 Wood, and 20 units of gunpowder on the ship.

Chen Fan had no interest in the rest of the food, alcohol, etc., and just threw them all into the system space.

Turning to look at Kuka, who was full of hope, Chen Fan smiled.

"Like this ship?"

"Yes, this is a real warship!"

Kuka was overjoyed.

Nothing else, besides the two cannons, the ship was also equipped with explosives, incendiary bombs, and grappling hooks.

If it weren't for the captain and first mate dying suddenly, causing the opponent to lose their composure.

Trying to board the ship would likely have been much more difficult.

Smiling and shaking his head, Chen Fan clicked Recruit without expecting much.

[Recruit successful, please name your new warship.]

Chen Fan's eyes widened; he rubbed his eyes and looked at the interface in disbelief.

Recruit successful?

No way.

This is a bit insane, right? You can even Recruit ships?

He scanned the system interface with suspicion.

He discovered that next to the two fish ponds, there was an extra transparent bottle.

Could this be the place to store ships?

After pondering for a moment, Chen Fan whispered:

"ghost ship."

[Naming successful: ghost ship.]

[The host can store the ghost ship in the system space.]

As expected!

Chen Fan nodded with satisfaction, and the group returned to the sailboat.

Seeing Kuka, who was still unsatisfied and kept looking back, he couldn't help but smile.

"Stop looking, I'm taking it with me too."

Immediately, he waved his hand, and the ghost ship vanished instantly.

Chen Fan took a look at the space.

Inside the bottle, the miniature version of the ghost ship had undergone some changes.

The helm, originally designed at the stern with no cover, had disappeared.

In its place, a cockpit had appeared inside the cabin.

Kuka clenched his fists excitedly, his face full of hope.

Seeing this, Chen Fan was filled with emotion.

After all, under normal circumstances, by the time one buys an S-Class Crew Member, it's usually the mid-to-late stage of the game.

By that time, the player's ship would likely have been upgraded to a very high level.

Unlike Chen Fan, who spent a huge sum to buy 2 S-Class Crew Members just after upgrading his small sailboat.

Looking at it this way.

It was still a bit unfair to Kuka...

Shaking his head speechlessly, Chen Fan finally had time to check the chat window.

It didn't matter if he didn't look, but one look gave him a shock.

The regional channel was being frantically spammed; countless players had died in the dungeon and were reset and respawned.

The entire chat window was full of hostility.

"Damn it, my newly upgraded level two bamboo raft didn't last three seconds after I went in before it was gone."

"Damn brother, who isn't? I only lasted five seconds."

"Damn the dog system, the main quest has a tentacle with a diameter of tens of thousands of meters, and the dungeon makes you a 'one-second man' instantly. If you don't want us to live, just say so!"

"Has anyone survived? Make a sound."

"Like hell anyone has, the damn fish in the sea are all like crazy, and they even jump out to bite people."

"My bamboo raft didn't flip, but it was bitten through in three minutes."

Seeing this, Chen Fan's heart sank, and he turned to look at the group chat.

Sure enough, the group chat was full of wailing.

speechless ship: "It's over, another school of fish has targeted me."

long time ship: "Didn't you just dodge a school of fish? How come there's another one!!!"

speechless ship: "Ghost knows, once it gets to night, these fish go crazy."

Vase: "Wuwuwu, hasn't Brother Huaxia come out yet? I'm about to die."

Samo: "I have a few bamboo here, take them to repair your bamboo raft first. Once the boss of china comes out, we'll be saved."

Vase: "Maybe Brother Huaxia has also fallen inside, then we're all done for, wuwuwu."

black lines appeared on Chen Fan's head, and he said speechlessly:

"You crow's mouth, who are you cursing?"

The group chat messages paused for a moment, then exploded.

"Wuwuwu, Brother Huaxia, you finally appeared."

"Boss, help! We are all about to die!"

"Begging for resources, the bamboo raft is about to fall apart!!!"

"I'm starving to death, hurry and get me some barbecue and beer."

Seeing their messages, Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.

Just as he was about to speak, the system sound rang out.

[Ding!]

[One hour is up, players can choose to leave the dungeon.]

[Player: china, completed dungeon progress 1%.]

[Obtained title reward: Counter-Attacker.]

[Counter-Attacker (White) Lv1: Sailing speed increase: 5%.]

Once the message appeared, the regional chat window immediately exploded.