I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain Chapter 357

  Chapter 357 Wandering in past time

   Tick tock... Tick tock...

  Blood water dripped down the drainage pipe along the shocking wound, causing a mouse hiding in the pipe to smell the smell of corruption, but just as it got out, it was caught by a huge palm.

  Tufu put a simple bandage in cotton cloth to temporarily stop the bleeding with a blank face, and put the newly caught things into the accompanying bag.

   Ignoring the footsteps running around overhead, it was a member of the Sailor Group.

  Because of the last rescue incident, those sailors came to catch themselves.

   Fortunately, he is familiar with the "Santa Maria", even better than some of the crew members. He is proficient in every pipeline here, and he is also familiar with those invisible areas.

   Back and forth at several fixed points to catch mice and avoid enemies by the way.

  Since his attempt to rescue Chef Harry failed, the group of people on the boat have been chasing their prey desperately like sharks stimulated by blood. Naturally, his injuries are also thanks to them.

   After finishing all this, Tu Fu stared blankly at the corner. His life situation is not optimistic.

   Catch the mice that slipped in to fill their stomachs, **** the rainwater from the drainage pipes and penetrate the bottom layer, and keep alive in a state of low power consumption and low intake.

   is just alive.

   It's not that Tu Fu never thought of joining the captain's forces, but the news of Captain Arthur's disappearance came the day after Chef Harry was killed.

  Then the first mate, second mate, and chief of the captain's team collapsed immediately. Those who were liquidated were liquidated, and those who took refuge in other hills saved their lives.

  Tu Fu never expected that instead of deterring the sailors he killed, he stimulated the hungry sharks.

  Back then he overlooked a big problem.

  People living in a totalitarian society have no retreat at all, and the struggle for the right to survive has no retreat at all.

   Either he dies, or they all die.

  "Chef Harry is still dead, even if I stop it once, there will be a second, third time, he will still die, in various ways.

   This path is not going to work at all, no matter how hard I try, the end result will remain the same. "

   Tu Fu, who was lying in the pipe, thought of the result of this incident, and felt chills all over his body.

  After boarding the ship, it's not that he didn't try to rewrite the process, but the events that should happen still follow the flow in his vague memory.

  It's as if a person uses a time machine to go back in time in order to prevent something.

  Even if the choice of an important node is interfered, the plot that can be corrected will still have some deviations, and finally it will develop in the original direction again.

  When the result is already doomed, it is useless to do anything in the process.

  But the more he thought about it, the more unwilling Tu Fu felt.

  He clearly had a chance to save the ship and the people on board.

   "If I start over, what should I do to solve this mess perfectly."

  Tu Fu's thinking began to diverge in that direction unconsciously.

   "The signal must be lost and meddled. If I had reminded Captain Arthur at the beginning, he would have been more attentive in pointing out the problem of aging equipment.

   No, it's useless at all, they don't pay attention to such small things at all.

  Or I can directly contact the outside world and let them find the coordinates of the Santa Maria, so as to rescue in time after the disaster, so that there will be no subsequent tragedy.

   But since boarding the ship, this has become a small closed society, which doesn't seem to work either. "

   "If the time goes back a bit, why don't I kill all those sailors, and they will start killing people."

   "No, if the ship can be blown up in advance so that no one can set off, nothing will happen naturally."

   Several thoughts swirled in Tu Fu's head, and more and more crazy thoughts guided him out of his confusion.

   Yes, kill the sailors, or blow up the ship.

   Sometimes you can't fix the problem, but you can fix the person who created it.

  The more Tu Fu thought about it, the more excited he became. He felt that he could do it.

  When he rescued Chef Harry, he exerted supernatural powers, once there was a second time. It's like an instinct hidden in a deeper level of consciousness, which can be used whenever needed.

   "Ding ding, ding dong~"

   After sunset on unknown days, wonderful music rang out from the radio station.

  The melodious music spread from the radio to every place on the ship. In such a place full of hunger and pain,

   Even the most beautiful music can't heal the heart.

  The group of guys who controlled the radio station obviously didn't think about helping people with psychological treatment. When the music sounded, dense footsteps sounded around the deck, which meant that the armed sailors began to look for the next target.

  It had been several weeks since the wreck of the Santa Maria, and even the sailors had run out of food, and not so long ago they had to follow some sort of survival rule, a game of life and death decided by lottery.

   Those who draw a note with a mark will disappear mysteriously, and they will probably be kicked out of the team.

   And in early December, the lottery game intensified, and they set their sights on passengers who were also survivors.

  When it comes time to hunt, the sailors will amplify the music in the radio room to overwhelm the sound they made of catching survivors, and then send these people to the back kitchen.

"what!"

   Every time the music sounded for too long, someone let out a mournful roar, and made several begging voices for mercy to his captors.

  In a cabin.

  A man with fiery red hair was cornered by the sailors, his voice was already hoarse,

   "Please, don't kill me, I will give you money, my family has a lot of money, just spare my life, I am willing to give all the money to you."

   It was the rich son Frank who was hunted down this time. Facing many enemies, he could only kneel down, begging them for mercy with a weak voice, repeating the same conditions over and over again.

  But the group of sailors who surrounded him had already lost interest in the same words.

  Hungry people are no different from beasts, so naturally they can't listen to other words.

  One by one, their retinas were red, and unknown liquid remained at the corners of their mouths, and they charged up like wild beasts holding water pipes and squid knives. Opened the head of the son who was still begging for mercy.

  Blood splashed on the wall, and passed out after a muffled groan.

  The sailors who attacked Frank were silent, lifted his hands and feet, tied them up, and dragged him out forcefully.

   Skillfully handle the two-legged sheep.

   "Shua!"

  In the pitch-black ventilation duct, a pair of eyes that merged with the pitch-blackness opened, and his retinas were also blood-red.

  Tu Fu witnessed the **** scene, but he didn't do anything.

  Until the moment when several sailors finished hunting, they put down their guard and left the cabin respectively. Tu Fu, who had been hiding for a long time, jumped down from the pipe and landed on the blood-stained floor.

   Witnessed too many such scenes, when the familiar people on the boat died one by one, his heart was only cold.

   Quietly following the sailors who had finished hunting, Tu Fu followed them from the cabin to the back kitchen of the restaurant.

  Even Tu Fu himself didn't know why he did this, he just followed his heart,

  I don't want to see my old friends desecrated even their bodies.

  Shortly after arriving at the back kitchen, some people have to take a pot to light a fire, while others have to deal with the ingredients. Every midnight, there will be a gurgling sound from the back kitchen pot, and it is self-evident what to do.

  Taking advantage of the brief moment of their separation, Tu Fu, who appeared from the shadows, struck out like a ghost and went behind the opponent.

  Covering his mouth, he stabbed the sharp knife into the back of his chest mercilessly, his pupils constricted violently, and before the opponent struggled a few times, Tu Fu simply broke the man's neck, and a warm feeling flowed to his hands.

  After dealing with one person cleanly, he went to the second sailor without hesitation.

  The same hand raised the knife, and the speed of killing people has become an instinct.

   After killing several people in a row, when Tu Fu was finishing off the last person, the other party wailed unwillingly, but the movement here still caught the attention of the sailors outside.

  About seven or eight people rushed to the scene at the same time, looking at the back kitchen full of dead bodies in astonishment.

"who is it."

   "Someone is coming, it's that **** again."

   "Catch him quickly, this time he must be killed."

   Immediately, several people noticed the figure that was about to retreat, and striding forward with knives and sticks, "Kill him" and "Kill him" one after another,

   Tu Fu was startled suddenly.

  Terrifying aura came from all directions. At the beginning, Tu Fu didn't face them head-on at all. Fighting against a group of militants by himself is really a way to die.

   A huge commotion scared him and ran away.

   "Tu Fu, run, they want to murder you, they want to kill you, run!"

  The strong sense of crisis prompted Tu Fu to only have the idea of ​​running away, and he turned a deaf ear to the swearing behind him.

   Relying on his familiarity with the ship, he quickly got rid of the group of people and hid in the pipeline again. From his perspective, he could see the group of lunatics who were still chasing him.

  Every time someone approached, his heartbeat accelerated sharply,

   He tightly held the blood-stained knife in his hand, ready to swing it at any time.

  Fortunately, the group of people only searched for a few times, and the reality bumped into his original residence. After seeing no one, he didn't waste any more time.

  Everything on board is a person.

"saved."

  Tu Fu panted heavily, weeping and thankful that he survived again, and successfully advanced to the next round in this terrifying battle royale at sea.

   I don't know when it's a head.

   Taking advantage of the corner of the eye, Tu Fu took out a notepad from his chest, trying to record everything that happened here, which can be regarded as leaving evidence for those who come later.

  He took up his bloodstained hand and continued writing,

  "December 5th, Monday, since yesterday, I noticed that some sailors looked at me strangely, and there were seven or eight people whispering about something, as if they wanted to harm me.

  I hid in the pipe for a whole day in advance, relying on the fat rats in the pipe to satisfy my hunger. That night, there was a strange sound of sharpening knives in the corridor of the cabin, followed by the footsteps of the sailors, smashing the cabin door in one fell swoop. In the middle of the night, the loudspeakers on the boat sang loudly, covering up several screams, and it was unknown who was murdered again. I don't know how long I can last! "

   In the next few days, even the rats in the pipes were much less. Tu Fu did not dare to light the fire to roast the food for fear of attracting attention, so he had to peel the skin and swallow the raw meat to ensure daily energy intake.

   But the music on the radio is becoming more and more frequent. Terrible music is played every day, which means that people die every day.

  Countless screams of pain and beautiful music are mixed together, and finally they make up the most ironic movement.

  Tufu, who was hiding in the pipeline, didn't dare to sleep at night. As soon as he closed his eyes, he could see the dead souls coming to him to claim his life, and he woke up countless times from his dream.

  He had to face this terrifying **** together, and he was already exhausted by such mental exhaustion.

  But as time went by, the blurry memories in his mind became fresher. The only thought that supported him to live at this moment was the best ending he deduced from his past memories.

  I seem to have experienced this more than once, but I am stuck in this place.

  If you wait for the end of each round and everyone dies according to the original result, there may be a chance to return to the beginning.

  Going back to the time when I first boarded the ship, as long as the shipwreck is prevented, these things will not happen later.

   This has become some kind of obsession.

  He needs to go through rounds of tests and observations, deducing the feasibility of each plan in his heart,

   Only find the optimal solution to save everyone.

   "It's too late to wait until the last round of the battle royale. In fact, you can just skip to the final result and let the game end. There is only one condition for termination..."

   This idea suddenly popped up in Tu Fu's mind, and he quickly extinguished this crazy idea.

"boom!"

  But that thought came up again and again, and Tu Fu resentfully smashed the pipe with his fist to dispel that thought.

   "What am I doing, Tufu, you must never do this!"

   There was a "bang" knock in the pipe, and the internal movement immediately attracted the attention of the outside world.

  The surviving sailors on the deck immediately noticed the situation here, and immediately shouted to everyone:

   "Found it! He's here, come quickly!"

  The ear-piercing voice kept lingering in Tu Fu's ears, like an annoying fly. Tu Fu, who was already struggling, suddenly raised his head, and the strength he didn't know where came from helped him throw the sharp knife in his hand directly at the man.

  I saw silver light shining, and it penetrated his head with a "swish".

"died?"

  Tu Fu rolled directly down the passage, still unable to believe that he could kill someone so easily.

Da da da…

  The remaining dozen or so sailors came out from various places, and their retinas were already flooded with scarlet.

  The group of people were astonished and did not spare any room for coming up with their swords. They saw swords and swords shining in front of their eyes. Tu Fu did not resist or run away, and the evil thoughts just blurted out instantly.

   "As long as you kill everyone, you can start over."

   After the voice fell, when he raised his hand, huge energy gathered at his fingertips.

   With another light shake, "bang, bang, bang" explosions sounded one after another, and the survivors who came to besiege him also exploded, and blood sprayed all over the place.

   A dozen or so fully armed sailors died before they had time to call.

   "point to... point to the gun..."

  Even Tu Fu himself did not expect that he possessed such a powerful ability, nor did he expect to be able to blurt out the name of this ability.

  In an instant, the sailor who besieged him died in a tragic end. The remaining survivors saw this extremely weird scene, and each showed a different expression on their faces.

   There is pain, numbness, anxiety, and habituation,

  All the crew members seemed to be no longer surprised by this process.

  But they reacted in a unified way, and came to the deck from all over the place. They were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, waiting for Tu Fu, the captain, to end everything.

  The dead crew members also slowly got up from the ground and threw them at him with resentful expressions.

  Tu Fu only felt that his scalp was numb, and he couldn't think rationally. His instinct made him want to kill the people on this ship immediately, and then save them from the sea of ​​suffering.

  Next time, just wait one more time.

  Tu Fu muttered to himself strongly implying that he would immediately use his ability to kill everyone and enter the next round of the cycle.

   "Enough is enough."

  An old voice came from nowhere, and I saw Captain Arthur dragging his crippled body, walking towards Tufu with difficulty, his expression full of complex expressions.

   "Captain Arthur, you are not dead? What were you talking about just now?" Tu Fu was puzzled.

   "Don't you forget that you have tried dozens of times, whether it is snatching the console, contacting outside rescue, or killing all the sailors, the result is irreversible."

  Captain Arthur looked at himself with a complex expression, and made a heavy voice, "You won't find out that no matter how hard you try, you're just wandering in the past time, but nothing can be changed.

  Children, it's time to wake up. "

   "Wandering in time past...you...what are you talking about..."

  Tu Fu took half a step back subconsciously, a severe pain in his head made him hold his head tightly, and many past events kept reappearing in his mind,

   In order to crack this puzzle.

  He has tried countless methods, such as the method of persuasion like this time, there are also extreme extermination of troublemakers, or damage to the ship's engine at the beginning, and he has carried out dozens of rescue operations hundreds of times,

   Only to solve the deepest troubles in memory.

  No matter what, the problem cannot be completely solved.

  Those crew members accompanied him in the destruction and rebirth again and again, experiencing repeated scenes like being in prison.

  After torturing them over and over again, they are already tired of such games.

  Tu Fu backed away tremblingly. He couldn't feel the pain, and couldn't feel the outside world. With a cold heart, he played the game until now.

"This is where?"

   "Why should I stay here."

   Tu Fu half-kneeled on the deck, his head was filled with a huge amount of information at once with many thoughts, which made him recall his past experience little by little.

  The memory fragments like a tide gradually pieced together.

   Finally at the moment,

   Tufu Capet finally remembered his name, and remembered the environment he was immersed in his fantasy, and the reason why things turned out like this.

  Just because he did one thing before sleeping on the "Santa Maria".

  Take the Adventurer Path Sequence 5 potion.

   His name, Daydreamer.

   ps: 5000 chapters

  (end of this chapter)

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