Apocalypse I Have One More Keyword Than Others
Chapter 134 - - 134 Yuezi Ren_1
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Selma?
Weak?
Offering much gold for offspring?
A series of messages buzzed in the head of the pub owner, Ryan.
If this was true, it would be no less sensational than the Sea God Scepter, enough to cause a huge upheaval in the pirate community.
The Sea Demon, Selma, no one knew how many years she had lived, and the legends related to her were countless. Who knows how many treasures she had amassed over the years?
As long as one could get her pregnant, he could obtain these treasures…
Good heavens!
If it weren’t for old Ryan drinking too much over the years and damaging his health, he would have even considered giving it a try himself.
And it didn’t matter that Selma had remained youthful—if she had turned into a fossil, for treasures, you would have to carve a hole in the fossil, right?
Who didn’t know that, over the years, Selma had always adhered to the principle of fair trade? If she said she was offering much gold for offspring, she would definitely deliver the treasures…
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“Paul, you can’t joke about this kind of thing…” Ryan picked up a mug from the table, not caring whose it was, and gulped it down, “Getting it wrong could really get someone killed.”
“Ryan, Old Barry would never lie, right?” Duge chuckled and turned to Barry, “Barry, tell me, did I make a deal with Selma?”
“Hmm,” Barry nodded somberly.
He was sure that Paul had made a deal with Selma, but could he be sure that the part about offering much gold for offspring was true?
Logically, it shouldn’t be true; after all, Paul had lost all his past memories.
But who knew whether Selma might use him to spread the word about her offering much gold for offspring?
Just like the Sea God had inexplicably sealed his daughter, the methods of immortals and demons couldn’t follow common sense.
However.
The captain simply asked him whether he had made a deal with Selma; that was true. Paul’s transformation was so great that if he said he hadn’t seen Selma, nobody would believe him.
As for sharing his suspicions with Ryan, there was absolutely no need; his acquaintance with Ryan wasn’t that deep.
He even planned to ask Paul for confirmation after leaving the pub to see if the matter with Selma was true; he felt he wasn’t that old yet…
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Ryan, his soul seemingly drifting away, walked off on his own, muttering to himself behind the bar, not even in the mood to attend to the customers.
With bellies full of food and drink.
Duge and his crew left Ryan’s pub, agreed on a time to return to the ship, and each of the crew members set off to find their own entertainment.
In just a short while.
Only Duge and Barry remained in the group.
At a place with no one around, Barry finally voiced the doubt in his heart, “Captain, didn’t you lose your memory?”
“Right!” Duge nodded, smiling.
Barry’s heart gave a heavy thump, “Then the matter of Selma offering much gold for offspring?”
“I lied to him,” Duge said with conviction.
“…” Barry’s vision darkened, and he staggered, “Why?”
“Barry, don’t you think it would be funny to let a bunch of pirates go seek marriage with Selma, only to find out it was all a lie?” Duge laughed, “When the truth of this hoax is revealed, everyone will laugh their heads off.”
“You… you did it just for fun?” Barry was on the verge of madness.
"Of course," Duge nodded seriously, "there's nothing more important than being happy. Besides, since Selma took away my memories, causing her a bit of trouble is my revenge..."
"But you gained immortality from her, it was a fair trade," Barry said.
"That doesn't stop me from having fun with her, Barry, don't worry, it's just a harmless prank, no one's really going to sleep with Selma," Duge chuckled mischievously, "You know, her lower half is a fish's tail..."
A fish's tail?
Suddenly, some inconvenient images flashed through Barry's mind.
Immediately after, he shook his head and glanced around at the people on the street, lowering his voice, "Paul, is this the point? Spreading the news that Selma is paying a fortune for a child won't bring us any benefit, just endless trouble. Not just Selma, but all the pirates you've deceived will eventually vent their anger on you."
"Barry, I'm the man who will be the Pirate King," Duge looked at Barry and shook his head, "If I can't handle this little risk, how am I to rule the entire ocean?"
"But you're bringing these risks upon yourself," Barry couldn't help but roar.
"Right, the more pirates we defeat, the bigger our reputation gets," Duge said, "Rather than challenging them one by one, we should have them come to us, then defeat them, recruit them, and our pirate crew will become stronger and stronger."
"..." Barry was dumbfounded, truly wanting to go mad. If possible, he even wanted to crack open Paul's skull to see if it was Selma who had stuffed a load of crap in there.
"Do you know who will come?" Barry asked.
"Definitely not any smart folks," Duge shrugged, saying, "The smart ones won't believe the nonsense about Selma paying for a child, they'll just enjoy the show." He paused, adding, "Just like me."
"Fuck!" Barry cursed vehemently, this time truly at a loss for words.
"Oh, Barry, I forgot to tell you, Mahamadu's sharp knife operation was also made up by me," Duge said, lowering his voice with a laugh.
"..." Barry's eyes widened, "Are you insane?"
"When the news gets out, Admiral Camilo will definitely spend a lot of energy scouring the navy for spies. Once he's frazzled from the search, we'll spread that the intel was fake. Don't you think it's interesting?" said Duge, smiling, "Of course, if they do find something, it's even more interesting. Mahamadu will definitely go mad..."
"But by doing this, you've offended both Mahamadu and Mikaro, and we'll struggle to make any progress in the East Sea," Barry said looking at Duge, stunned, "Is it worth it just for a laugh?"
Worth it!
Of course it's worth it!
As long as it brings more happiness to people, then everything I do is worth it.
Duge glanced at Barry with a snicker, "Barry, you said before that we would become the Pirate King, so both Mahamadu and Mikaro are stumbling blocks on our path to success. Don't tell me you're naive enough to think that without doing anything, they'd just happily hand the Pirate King title over to us? Or do you believe that obtaining the Sea God Scepter and trading for the Ocean Feather from Jannie entitles us to claim the Pirate King title outright?"
Barry opened his mouth but was left speechless.
"Not to mention whether the few of us stand a chance to seize the Sea God Scepter from so many powers. Even if we do, and manage to get our hands on the Feather of the Sea God, what then? Can we few protect the Feather of the Sea God?" Duge asked, "Maybe, no sooner than we get the Feather of the Sea God, it will be snatched away from us."
The search for the Sea God Scepter was just a deceitful pretext!
I never really thought we could find the Sea God Scepter.
Barry grumbled inside.
"Barry, everything I'm doing is to quickly diminish everyone's power. Only by causing chaos among them can we possibly rise," Duge said, eyes turning toward the sea, "There's great wisdom in this that you wouldn't understand. Just follow me and enjoy the show. Next, we'll stop at every port, ensuring the news about Selma spreads the fastest..."
"You're crazy, definitely crazy," Barry said shaking his head in despair, "We've only got one pirate ship with a meager twelve crew members. We'll be crushed to bits by the two powerful factions, not leaving even a splinter behind."
"Barry, you're overthinking it," Duge smiled, "With all the ruckus over the Sea God Scepter and Antonio slaughtering pirates on Herd Island, with all these messy situations combined, no one will notice our little mixed fish. By the time they're free to deal with us, maybe we'll have grown into a great white shark."
Resting his chin on his hand, he rubbed his cheek, "Barry, what do you think is the best way to drag Laurent Swann into this mess? He has the Ocean Horn, right? If he also joins this war, it'll certainly liven things up at sea."
Barry looked at Paul and suddenly felt he was very strange. The old Paul also searched for the Sea God Scepter, but it was purely out of passion, essentially leading everyone to their deaths.
Yet the amnesiac Paul had apparently learned to use wisdom, and it sounded quite feasible.
It was unbelievable.
The most critical thing was, Barry felt that by continuing to follow Paul's strategies, the Giant Bird's march to its death might actually hasten compared to before...
He increasingly missed that simple and foolish lad, Paul.✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦