Zhang Heng only communicated with the other party for a short period of time during the storm, and the information he obtained was similar to what he had received from Seth before.
The owner of the voice next to his ear claims to be an ancient Celtic god who can protect sailors in the sea and give believers the ability to manipulate storms.
Of course, this ability is a bit discounted now, not only in terms of controlling the storm, but also in the number of times it can be used, it can only be used once a month.
According to Betty, this is because her name is almost forgotten by the world. She promised that if Zhang Heng can recruit more believers for her, then she can also give Zhang Heng stronger abilities. If Zhang Heng can restore her to the peak With the power of time, she can also make the former the real king of this ocean.
And this will require millions of believers, which is why Betty has her eye on Zhang Heng. She has taken a fancy to Zhang Heng's extraordinary leadership.
However, the latter did not agree to her right away. Apart from the fact that Zhang Heng will only stay in this world for more than ten years, even if he becomes the king of the ocean, it has no practical significance. In addition, Betty's words also reminded Zhang Heng. The monster named Moresby escaped from Papua New Guinea before.
According to what the old man in Tang suit said at the time, that thing was also a totem worshiped by a certain tribe before, but with the demise of the Alkez tribe, it had to trap itself in a short time loop in order to survive, and the same thing happened when it came out again. Very weak.
And now Betty's situation made Zhang Heng once again confirm that these so-called supernatural existences are also facing the crisis of survival.
Even compared to humans, their situation is truly sinister.
Because of this, Zhang Heng has always been wary of these existences. How credible are their promises when their basic survival is threatened
Especially without knowing what happened to the Clark ship, it was impossible for Zhang Heng to accept everything Betty said.
But no matter what, he did get some useful information through this contact.
Regardless of whether it was Moresby or Betty, their strength seemed to be directly related to the number of believers, and they seemed to be very afraid of being forgotten by the world.
Zhang Heng also heard many myths when he was a child. No matter which myth system the gods are inseparable from the powerful and majestic, they created the world, created human beings, and are almost omnipotent. More like a symbiotic relationship.
It's like alligators and toothpick birds, sea anemones and hermit crabs.
Zhang Heng doesn't know if this metaphor is appropriate, but tonight watching the sunset alone at the beach has nothing to do with what happened before. He just remembered that it has been almost two years since he came to this world to blink, and he is getting more and more used to it now. life.
In contrast, memories related to previous lives have become more and more distant.
It wasn't until he saw the sunset in front of him again that he recalled the bits and pieces of the other world. Perhaps this was the only thing that hadn't changed in more than two hundred years.
However, he did not indulge in any kind of nostalgia or sentimentality. He quickly pulled himself out of the memory, shared the bottle of rum with Anne silently, and the two returned to the area where the camp was located. on the beach.
Billy just came over to him at this time, "I don't know if Anne told you that our repair and cleaning work is almost finished, and we can re-enter the water at noon tomorrow."
Zhang Heng nodded, "Everyone has worked hard these days. After repairing the boat, let's take a half-day off to rest and recharge your batteries. We will set off in the morning the day after tomorrow."
Billy had no objection to this, and not long after he left, Freyner also came over to Zhang Heng to make a routine report before going to sea every time, "Our food and fresh water problems have been solved, and the reserves on board are sufficient. It was used for a month and a half of sailing, but considering the need to gather the survivors on Parrot Island, I hid the rest of the food and fresh water in a cave on the west side of the beach, so as to ensure our mobility to the greatest extent. , At the same time, if necessary, we can go back here to take out this part of the supplies, after all, these two places are only a day's flight away."
"You did a good job." Zhang Heng praised the work of the quartermaster, but the latter did not leave.
Dufresne paused and continued, "In terms of shells, we have experienced several fierce battles in a row, and our consumption is relatively large, but in addition to the shells for the 24-pound gun, we also found supplements on the Miranda."
Zhang Heng frowned, "If it really doesn't work, replace the 24-pound cannon with a 12-pound cannon."
"Actually, what I'm most worried about is not the shells, but the gunpowder." Mr. Quartermaster said seriously, "The gunpowder on the Miranda was not well treated for water and moisture, and because we were at war at the time, there were many The gunpowder barrels have all been disassembled, and we rescued some of them. I opened two barrels and looked at them before, and I thought there was nothing wrong with them, but I checked again just now and found that several barrels were seriously damp."
"Is the amount of gunpowder on board now enough to support us in a battle?"
"It's almost enough for us to fire seven to eight rounds of shells." Dufresne briefly estimated and replied.
This number is still within Zhang Heng's acceptance range. With seven rounds of attacks, the winner can be determined in almost one battle. However, their room for error is indeed smaller in this way, but at this point, they have no intention of giving up. reason.
The Jackdaw has now completed repairs to its hull, and is no longer in its fragile state. Even if it cannot be beaten, it can choose to escape. Zhang Heng is also very confident in his steering skills after his sailing skills have been upgraded to lv3.
Whether it's for the five thousand pounds of gold, the surviving pirates on the island, or revenge for the previous one, this battle is imperative.
Zhang Heng patted Difrena on the shoulder, "Don't worry, then we'll kill them in seven rounds."
"Yes, Captain." The quartermaster was obviously not reconciled to returning to Nassau empty-handed. He just fulfilled his duty and reported the situation to Zhang Heng truthfully. As for the subsequent decision, it was still up to the captain.
Nothing to say all night.
The next day, all the pirates sent the repaired Jackdaw back to the sea with a log. It was not until they saw the brand-new Jackdaw launched smoothly that the crowd burst into cheers. Their work these days was not in vain. Not only did the repairs The leaks and cracks in the previous hull, and the extra materials were used to reinforce the Jackdaw again, preparing for the upcoming final battle.