"Do you want to learn knife skills?" Owen was a little surprised when he heard this. Considering the huge risks he would face every time he went to sea, most of the pirates on board were hedonists. Intention, so Owen specifically reminded, "Sword skills can't be practiced in a short while, and it will take a month or two at the earliest to see results, and the practice process is very boring. Isn't your marksmanship very good? Why? Do you want to learn knives again?"
"Melee combat is my weakness. The flintlock gun can only fire one bullet at a time, and it is very troublesome to reload afterwards. I don't want to stand aside every time I shoot the gun. Learning some knife skills can at least protect myself."
"Well, that's true."
The muskets of this era are very different from those of later generations. Although flintlock guns have made great progress compared with arquebus guns, the filling process is still very complicated. Not only are the bullets and gunpowder separated, but each time After shooting, the gunpowder pool must be filled with gunpowder. In addition, the misfire rate is also extremely high. Therefore, when fighting, it is more common for the two sides to shoot each other first, and then start to shine their knives and fight their muscles.
However, most people rely on their momentary bravery and strength advantages in battle, which are not worth mentioning in terms of skill. Therefore, people like Owen who have undergone formal military training can often occupy a considerable amount in battle. The advantages.
"Well, if that's the case, come to the deck tomorrow morning when the sun rises, and I'll teach you some basic movements like slashing." Owen said, but then he added, "Practicing is fine, but don't delay normal day-to-day work.”
"Thank you, I won't." Zhang Heng said sincerely, there is a reason why Owen won the support of all the pirates. He is very generous and upright in his dealings. If he wanted to learn, he readily agreed.
But other people were not so easy to talk to. Zhang Heng found the captain of the sail on the ship, an old man named Roscoe. According to the people on the ship, he spent more time wandering at sea than living on land. Judging the wind, Predicting the weather and manipulating the sails are three of his favorite specialties.
Relying on these three skills, he can get the courtesy of the captain and crew on any pirate ship even if he doesn't take part in the battle, but correspondingly, he treasures his skills very much and doesn't want to be learned by others As for losing his job, Zhang Heng was not the first person to come to him, but just like the previous guys who came to him, he was also rejected by Rothko without hesitation.
Zhang Heng once mentioned the remuneration to 500 silver pesos, which should be paid within one year, but in the end Roscoe only agreed to pass on his skills to Zhang Heng after he retired.
But looking at Zhang Heng now, I am afraid it will be difficult to wait until that day. The old man's body is terribly tough. Although he is old, his appetite is better than that of many young people. Zhang Heng suspects that if there is no accident, Roscoe will continue to work until he leaves this instance.
So after disembarking for the third time, Zhang Heng went to the tavern to find the old pirate Fraser.
"How is your melee skill? Can you help me collect debts?" Fraser said while throwing peanuts into his mouth.
"No." Zhang Heng admitted that after two and a half months of floating at sea, his sword skills still remained at lv0. Just like what Owen said, this is a long process that requires persistent practice, integrating basic movements into Results can only be reaped from the fighting instinct. For now, he is still a little far away from this level, but Owen has already started to practice with him in actual combat.
And the good news is that after such a long period of recuperation, his weight has returned, and his strength is even higher than when he first entered the dungeon. Although he can't compare with those guys who are born with supernatural power, he is still outstanding among ordinary people .
"Then why are you looking for me?" the old pirate asked curiously.
"The Sea Lion was originally yours. As the oldest crew member on the ship, you must know Rothko well enough."
"Oh, that old fox, although he has no principles and no bottom line, he is really good at sail control. It's hard to find a better rigging length than him in Nassau." Fraser sighed, "Ah, I really miss that time. When we met pirate hunters, we had to venture into the storm belt when the speed of the ship was at a disadvantage. If it was someone else, it would probably be the result of a ship crash, but Roscoe and I cooperated In the end, he insisted on keeping the mainsail and returned to Nassau safely. I have never admired many people in my life. Rothko is barely one. You have to drink a glass of that guy's good technique."
The old pirate picked up the beer in front of him.
Zhang Heng didn't go around in circles, and said bluntly, "What should I do to make him teach me his skills."
The old pirate had a playful look on his face, "You want to learn how to control the sails, why?"
"There is nothing wrong with learning more things when you are young."
Fraser grinned, "So you're going to use this kind of nonsense to convince me?" He put down the knife and fork in his hand, stared at Zhang Heng for a while, and said again after a while, "But your today's Good luck, I happened to be in trouble recently, if you can help me solve this trouble, I don't mind telling you the way to make Roscoe obediently submit."
"What trouble?"
"There is a bastard named Jacob in the city. He just stole a bag of black pearls from me this morning. If you can find him within half a day and get my pearls back, I will fulfill your request. "
"Sounds fair." Zhang Heng stood up.
"Oh, I almost forgot to mention, I also had another guy to help, and he left an hour before you, so I can only wish you luck."
...
Zhang Heng left the tavern, and within a few steps, he saw a group of little ghosts playing on the side of the road. Guys dressed as peddlers passed in front of them. The little ghosts pretended to be fighting together, attracting the peddler's attention. , but the smallest one left quietly put his hand into the peddler's pocket, and they all dispersed immediately after he got it.
This is Nassau. Theft is not uncommon here. For example, after Zhang Heng rented that hut, he never left valuables in it. A guy who has occupied the magpie's nest can basically only be beaten up and thrown out.
Therefore, it is not easy to find the person who stole the pearl among so many villains and rogues, especially when there is only one name as a clue.