Chapter 133 Trap

Seeing this, Snow turned back and winked at Brother Jue and the others.

Feng Bujue and Honghu had naturally already seen the situation outside the door. In the next second, the two of them looked at each other tacitly and reached a consensus in silence...

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Five minutes later, the three players were already on the deck of the Queen Anne's Revenge.

Perhaps it was luck, or perhaps the script's difficulty was simply this low…they hadn't encountered any obstacles along the way; no one had even suspected them.

Of course, on closer inspection, this made a lot of sense.

There were at least a hundred people on this pirate ship, more than half of whom were recruited before the voyage. These newly boarded sailors didn't know much, nor did they need to know too much…as long as they could recognize the captain, first mate, second mate, boatswain, and other higher-ranking crew members, and could obey orders…that was enough. When they next went ashore, those who were still alive could stay if they wanted to, or divide up a share of the spoils and leave.

This…was the pirate tradition that permeated the entire Caribbean era.

In fact, many merchant ships and even naval vessels used similar rules back then, because most ships suffered personnel losses after setting sail, and sailors often wanted a change of scenery for various reasons, so the turnover of lower-level sailors was very high…it was perfectly normal for people on the same ship not to know each other.

"After all, it's just the difficulty of an ordinary team scenario. The development is simpler than expected." After arriving on deck, Feng Bujue said to his two teammates, "Maybe…by the time we finish this scenario, the fact that the three barrels of 'Dry Leaf Wine' are missing won't even have been discovered yet."

"Does that mean…" Snow continued, "that not 'stealing' the stuff from the third storage room earlier was actually a loss for us?"

"Why don't you go back and get some now?" Feng Bujue retorted.

"The door's closed…" Snow spread his hands and said, "If I really want to go in and get it, I'd have to steal the key from the guard…that's a whole different story."

"So why are you talking nonsense after the fact?" Brother Jue then pointed out the crux of his earlier question.

"Uh…okay." Snow quickly got the point of the other's words and wisely stopped bringing it up.

"Then…" At this moment, Honghu said to Brother Jue again, "Under the current circumstances, should we consider changing our plan?"

"How do you want to change it?" Feng Bujue had already guessed what Honghu was going to say about the "plan," but here, he still had to ask even though he knew the answer.

"Now that we've been mistaken for ordinary sailors and mixed in with the crew, shouldn't we…use this to our advantage?" Honghu replied.

"You mean…" Feng Bujue said, "I don't have to go find Blackbeard and introduce myself?"

"I don't think there's any need for that either." Snow agreed with Honghu's view and added, "The content of those three side quests can be completed just as well as an ordinary sailor. But going to Blackbeard to build connections…there may be variables. If he doesn't care about you, or even develops some hostility towards you, that would be bad."

"Hmm…" Feng Bujue pondered for a moment and then said, "Alright then, let's just blend in for now. If something goes wrong, it won't be too late to reveal my identity."

"Okay, what fake name are you going to use?" After receiving Brother Jue's answer, Honghu immediately asked.

He was very considerate. The journey ahead was still long, and the three of them were likely to be asked their names. He and Snow were fine, but the name "Feng Bujue" couldn't be revealed casually…so it was necessary to prepare a fake name that all three of them knew beforehand.

"I've already thought about this." A second later, Feng Bujue replied solemnly, "My name is Crow, male, 250 years old, a gothic pirate. My motto is, 'No goth, no pirate…'"

"Hey, hey…just come up with a name, what's with all the random stuff afterwards?" Honghu couldn't help but complain.

"The faker it is, the more detailed it has to be, that way it's more convincing." Feng Bujue replied confidently.

"Okay, okay…whatever you say." Honghu was too lazy to say anything more, lest he be drawn into Brother Jue's conversational rhythm again.

"Gentlemen." Seeing that things were more or less arranged, Snow spoke again, "If there are no other questions, then next…can we split up and act separately?"

"Oh?" At this moment, Honghu was thinking the same thing, so when he heard Snow voice this idea first, he gave him a pleased look. "You think so too?"

Snow nodded and replied, "Of course. In this environment, the three of us acting together…that's a waste of resources. Besides, it'll look suspicious…" He paused and then said, "Changing to exploring individually will not only increase the search area and improve the efficiency of completing tasks, but also solve the problem of 'difficulty in distributing items after they are found.' Most importantly…if someone gets into trouble, the three of us won't be wiped out."

"Heh…you're really amazing, Snow." After listening to Snow's answer, Honghu smiled and praised him.

"You thought of it too, didn't you?" Snow also smiled, "Great minds think alike."

"Ugh…I'm about to throw up." And Feng Bujue was always the killjoy. He stared at Honghu and Snow with dead fish eyes and said in a low voice, "You two heroes, go ahead and chat. For the sake of my stomach, I have to take my leave."

With that, he turned and left, strolling along the ship's rail.

Honghu and Snow looked at each other and smiled, shrugging with almost the same expression and movement, and then each walked off in a different direction.

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The weather at sea is very changeable.

When the opening CG was playing, the outside was clearly a scene of high winds, waves, thunder, and lightning.

But when the players crawled out of the wine barrels, the wind and waves outside had weakened a lot.

A few minutes later, when the three of them walked onto the deck, the sky had cleared and the sun was shining.

And now, after Feng Bujue wandered around for a while, the surroundings were clear, calm, and peaceful…

The sailors were resting, chatting, gambling, and messing around on the deck. Except for a few people who were still busy with trivial matters, no one else was doing anything serious. The terrifying storm from not long ago seemed like a dream, and only the undried seawater on their clothes reminded them that what they had seen was not an illusion.

"Hmm…what's going on with this ship full of monsters…" Feng Bujue stopped after wandering around for more than ten minutes. He squatted next to a wooden box and thought to himself, "I wanted to judge which ones are 'cadres' based on data strength, but there are too many powerful characters on this ship…and…" Thinking of this, his eyes involuntarily turned towards the captain's cabin, "There's even a 'monster' in the captain's cabin…no wonder existences at the level of Brother Tu Fa, the 'Short-Haired Divine Fist Fist Sect' can only be small fries…Blackbeard's combat power is clearly not below the Four Pillar Gods." (referring to powerful characters).

Just as Brother Jue was thinking, suddenly, a rough hand patted him on the shoulder.

When Feng Bujue turned his head to look, the first thing that caught his eye was a large patch of black hair.

"Hey, mate, you look pretty new here." The speaker was only 1.5 meters tall, but he had a body full of muscles. His rock-like muscles seemed to burst the sweat shirt on his body, like a human-shaped small cannon; and his biggest feature was not his physique, but his unusually developed body hair…although he only had sparse stubble on his face, his chest, armpits, arms, and legs…were all covered in large patches of black hair, so much that it made people dizzy.

"Heh…" After seeing the face of the person who had come, Feng Bujue stood up, and took the opportunity to remove the hairy hand from his shoulder, and smiled, "You look pretty new here too."

Brother Jue's reaction was quite clever. Before figuring out the situation, he tried not to show any obvious attitude and didn't say anything that could easily reveal his own information.

"Hehe…" The hairy guy also squeezed out a smile, and looked up (due to the height difference) at Brother Jue and said, "It doesn't matter if you're new, we're all shipmates on the same boat, we'll get to know each other soon enough."

"I wonder, big brother, how do you want to get to know each other?" Feng Bujue could hear, see, and guess that this kind of guy who comes over to strike up a conversation for no reason…was either a schemer or a thief.

"Hehe…it's like this…" The hairy guy showed a sinister look and replied, "Me and a few buddies are playing cards over there, but it's not much fun with too few people. I saw you wandering around here by yourself for a long time, and it looks like you don't have anything to do, so…"

"Aha!" Feng Bujue didn't need to hear the rest of the words to know what kind of setup this was. He immediately interrupted the other person and put on a standard sucker face, saying happily, "You've really come to the right person, I love playing cards~ To tell you the truth…I was a good card player back in my hometown, I'm unbeatable in the whole village at all kinds of games like comparing sizes, blackjack, and old maid!"

Brother Jue's performance was truly from the inside out…after just two sentences, not only his expression, but even his accent had changed, and the transition was quite natural.

Looking at the hairy guy's side…he was undoubtedly fooled. With his IQ, he really couldn't imagine that he would be counter-tricked by someone else. He now deeply believed that the man in front of him was a super easy mark, and in less than half an hour, this kid would lose even his pants.

"Hahaha…good, then we'll just…" Two seconds later, the hairy guy couldn't wait to bring Brother Jue to his accomplices.

Unexpectedly…

"Wait." At this critical moment, Feng Bujue interrupted the other person again, "Hehe…" He chuckled twice before saying, "Don't treat me like an idiot, I won't go with you alone. What if you lose and rely on numbers to deny the debt?" He paused for half a second, and without waiting for the hairy guy to explain, he continued, "I'll bring a fellow villager to play together, so you won't be able to deny the debt if you lose."

When the hairy guy heard this, he complained in his heart, "Tch…I thought this bumpkin was going to say something, you're just someone who knows how to play comparing sizes, blackjack, and old maid and you're acting picky…"

Thinking this, he still replied kindly on the surface, "Look at what you're saying…we're all people on the same boat, how could I set up a trap to scam you?" He put on a particularly relaxed expression and then said, "Okay, okay…then go call your fellow villager, I'll be at…" Saying this, he pointed to a mast a dozen meters away, "...there, yes, right under the mast, I'll wait for you there…hurry up."

Having reached this point in the conversation, Feng Bujue had already trotted away, and as he ran, he turned back and shouted, "Don't worry, I'll be right there!"

He did indeed do what he said…

In less than three minutes, he came - bringing Snow with him.

It's unknown what Brother Jue said to Snow, but when the latter appeared in front of the hairy guy and his friends, his entire face was tense.

"Hehe…sorry to keep you waiting, everyone, this is my fellow villager." Feng Bujue patted Snow on the shoulder and introduced him with a smile.

"It doesn't matter, sit down quickly. Let's play a few rounds while the weather's good, it might change again later." A strong man with a light blue turban wrapped around his head glanced at them and urged them impatiently.

"Alright." Feng Bujue responded with a sound and sat down with a happy face.

Snow didn't say anything, just sat down next to Brother Jue.

At this time, both of them were sitting directly on the deck. And directly opposite them, there were three sailors sitting on the ground, leaning against the mast.

Those three were, first, the hairy guy who had come to talk to Brother Jue, second, the blue turban who had just urged them, and third, a skinny guy with brown curly hair.

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"Hey, did you see, 'Garlic Head' and the others are at it again."

"Ah…I saw it just now, this time the targets look like two easy marks…look at their fair skin, they're probably out at sea for the first time."

"Hey? Should we go tell the boatswain?"

"What's there to say, it's good for those two rookies to learn a lesson and gain some experience…so they don't embarrass the Blackbeard Pirates later."

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The above was a quiet conversation between two sailors seven or eight meters away.

Logically speaking, on this noisy deck, even if those two people spoke a little louder, those few words wouldn't have reached the mast.

However, Feng Bujue and Snow clearly knew what those two had said.

Because…Brother Jue and Snow had both entered their respective "gambling states" (note: this is not a skill in the game, but rather an ability that they both possess in the real world). In this state, their concentration, observation skills, etc. would be greatly improved…reading the lip movements of two people seven or eight meters away was simply easy.