The Bilge

The salty sea breeze brought coolness, but it also made the teenagers standing on the deck feel somewhat creepy.

As the sea breeze blew, the faint smell of blood that originally lingered around the nose became richer, mixed with a disgusting stench that made people want to vomit when smelled.

As if he also smelled the sudden stench, Sir Haimens covered his nose with his hand and said hoarsely to everyone, "Follow Elvis into the cabin. I will test you later."

"Yes, Sir!" After nodding to Sir Haimens, the bare-chested Elvis took the teenagers into the cabin.

Frowning, Raymon looked around. The chip was constantly collecting data around him. The chip's detection results on the deck just now showed that the ship had undergone violent conflicts within a week.

The dark purple marks on the deck and sails were 16% likely to be human, 59% likely to be sea fish, 9% likely to be birds, and some strange ingredients that even the chip could not identify.

After Elvis entered the cabin, the sticky dark purple liquid on the walls of the dim cabin was not coagulated, and there were a small amount of water stains on the floor of the cabin.

When everyone came to the third floor cabin, shadows finally appeared in the narrow cabin passage.

Carrying rags and buckets, a group of teenagers, not very old, with pale faces, were squatting or kneeling in the passage, cleaning up these viscous liquids. The whole passage was filled with a stench, and from time to time, teenagers wiping the walls would cover their mouths and rush into the rooms on both sides of the passage. Then the sound of vomiting could be heard from inside.

All the way down, until Elvis took everyone to a narrow place like a cargo hold, he asked everyone to crawl down and then pointed inside the cabin and told everyone, "Upstairs is full. Find a place here."

After speaking, Elvis hesitated and added, "Someone will come down later to arrange your work. Cleaning the cabin requires all of you to work."

After speaking, he didn't even have the intention to come in. Elvis disappeared from sight, leaving everyone staring at each other.

Raymon looked around. Here should be the bilge of the ship. Huge wooden barrels were placed in the corners, neatly arranged. Touching them with his hands, he could feel the thick grease brushed on the barrel, probably used to prevent the cabin from flooding.

But under everyone's feet, there was nearly one foot deep sea water. Some whitened things were floating on the water surface, emitting an unbearable stench.

Thump, thump, thump...

The sound of stomping stairs came from overhead. Soon a burly teenager appeared on the stairs. He looked down at everyone condescendingly.

With brown hair and a resolute face, his slightly slanted eyes made him look gloomy.

With an impatient expression, he said quickly, "I'm Jeffery. Your job is to clear the accumulated water in the bilge. After you're done, you can go to the cabin for meals; otherwise, you won't have any food today."

Hobart, short and sturdy, immediately roared when he heard the sound, "Who are you to speak to us in such a commanding tone?!"

Glancing scornfully at Hobart, the vast momentum suddenly emerged from Jeffery enveloped everyone like oppression. "Foolish second-level apprentices are the weakest people on the ship. I can forgive your first offense, but next time you will be thrown into the sea to feed the fish."

After speaking, Jeffery didn't even look at the people below and walked upstairs, disappearing.

With a flushed face, Hobart clenched his fists but was pulled aside by his cousin Matina. Under Matina's persuasion, he soon became depressed and lowered his head without making a sound.

Raymon, with narrowed eyes, was greatly shocked because, under the chip's detection, Jeffery actually had an energy force field similar to Dean Barmer's surrounding his body, preventing the chip from detecting his body values.

But judging from the aura emitted by Jeffery just now, Raymon guessed that he should not be as powerful as Haimens. Raymon's chip could not distinguish what kind of energy force field surrounded Haimens's body.

Frowning, Raymon guessed that Haimens should be a formal wizard, while Jeffery should be a third-level apprentice, possibly even a third-level apprentice with the potential to impact a formal wizard.

Tap, tap, tap, tap...

While thinking, Raymon suddenly heard sounds from above.

He looked up and saw a person appearing from the stairs, but his upper body was blocked by a stack of wooden barrels he was holding.

But under the high rolled-up pants, there were a pair of slender and fair calves, and the bare feet were painted with red nail polish. This person walked straight from the stairs into the sea water in the bilge and then put down the wooden barrels, revealing an exquisite and charming face.

After looking at the teenagers below, the girl stuck out her tongue and explained quickly, "The barrels have been sent. There is a large water tank on the upper level to hold the accumulated water. The accumulated water in the bilge is up to you."

After speaking, she clasped her hands together and greeted everyone one by one. Then, with a shy blush on her face, the girl left the bilge quickly, leaving everyone below.

The three boys and three girls who had boarded the ship from the West Coast looked ugly at the wooden barrels on the stairs. But before everyone reacted, the girl's little head poked down again.

With a shy tone, she sounded very apologetic, "I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you that the floating parts are fragments of the sea clan's corpses. Try not to touch them directly with your hands."

A large amount of white material floating on the water surface, the large ones were one foot square, and the small ones were only the size of a finger. They had long gathered around everyone with the rippling accumulated water.

After only a moment of silence, screams from three girls came from the bilge.

Panicked, Matina was so scared that her eyes turned white and fainted.

The other two girls screamed incoherently and rushed up the stairs, standing on the top of the stairs with pale faces and trembling all over.

Although the other two boys did not scream in horror, everyone looked grim. Hobart, who was supporting Matina, hurriedly held his cousin high and sent her to the stairs to let the other two girls hold her up.

Frowning, Raymon shook his head, lifted the wooden barrels soaked in the water, and smiled bitterly at the others, "Let's get to work, otherwise, forget about meals. I'm afraid we won't even have a place to rest tonight..."