Goblin Dependency

The storm didn’t have much impact on the Vengeance Blade Blade.

It’s an adventurer-specialized ship that went through special modifications at a great cost of Gold Coins. If it’s just an ordinary scale of gale and billows, it doesn’t even need the professionals onboard to help much; a few experienced sailors can easily navigate through the storm and rain.

The reason for the previous disgraceful performance and the need to find an island nearby to rest was totally due to the maddened Saw-tooth Shark Fish Swarm.

Now, as the lead clouds dispersed, revealing the vast azure clear sky, the fierce winds subsided, and the sea returned to peace.

The Vengeance Blade Blade, which raised its sails again under Lorin’s command, only had a few water stains on its deck, without any damage whatsoever.

"Splash."

The Spotted Cat race Sasha was like a drenched spotted cat, with his two long feet having pads slightly bent, and the furry tail behind him swayed a bit. His whole body spun vigorously from side to side.

The wet fur collided with each other, creating a sticky "crackling" sound as the rainwater on his body turned into innumerable fine droplets, splattering everywhere.

Coincidentally, the barbarian Akken was standing next to him, currently shirtless with his body full of fancy tattoos; his hands gently squeezed his already soaked clothes.

Now splashed by the rainwater flicked from the Spotted Cat race’s body, his previously wiped-dry body was once again covered with droplets.

With a seemingly fierce face full of muscles, when socializing with teammates, he is always rugged, straightforward, and unconstrained by small matters.

He didn’t mind at all.

He just reached out to wipe his bald head, wiping off the raindrops on top and joked with a grin:

"Kid, haven’t you bathed for quite a few days? You made me smell."

Of course, it was just a joke to lighten the mood, he himself didn’t care about these things.

But for Sasha, such words seemed to strike a weak spot in his inner defense.

While sailing, not being able to clean his body meticulously for several days is a normal thing.

As a Spotted Cat race, being covered in fur all over, in the hot and humid environment of the Southern Islands, Sasha should naturally have some strange odor.

Although the sailors wouldn’t say anything, with his keen sense of smell, he could clearly sense the smell on him, and would usually be a bit sensitive about it.

Now with Akken’s teasing, whatever apology was in his gaze towards him vanished instantly, and he glared at him with a yawn, even the long tail behind stopped swaying.

"Hahaha..."

Understanding well the Spotted Cat race’s reaction, Akken’s rugged laughter echoed across the deck.

Being long accustomed to the way these few companions get along on the Vengeance Blade Blade, Xia Nan glanced at the two and then looked away.

On another side, though Druid Hai Yin had already entered the cabin early and wasn’t wet by rain, it seems the overly humid environment on the ship at present made the Silver Ring Snake on her wrist named "A Yin" uncomfortable.

Currently, she was pleading with Lorin to roast a fire with her [Scale Fire Saber].

But judging by the expression on the captain’s face, even if she agrees to the request later, A Yin might not like the temperature from the knife blade.

"Hey, hey, Xia Nan!"

Out of nowhere, the Half orc Alton stood by the railing edge of the deck, waving enthusiastically at Xia Nan.

"Come cast the rod quickly!"

"There are big fish all around after the storm!"

Oh?

Is there really such a saying?

Without doubting him, Xia Nan quickly entered the cabin, taking out the fishing rods temporarily stored there because of the storm.

While sorting out the fishing lines and bait, he asked Alton:

"Help me choose a better fishing spot."

"Me? Sure!" Though the little guy’s knowledge on fishing was long surpassed by Xia Nan, he faced his request without hesitation. After a moment of thought, he pointed out a place, "How about here?"

Completely trusting the advice of the Taimola Divine Favor, just as he finished speaking, the fishhook, gleaming with metallic luster under the sunlight, was already hurled out with great force.

...

In the end, Xia Nan didn’t manage to catch the big fish he imagined.

Just like the jest circulating on the internet in his past life—"A fisherman catches everything but fish."

It’s unknown whether it was Alton’s suggested spot that had something or it’s just that he really didn’t have fishing luck today.

Only a few minutes after casting, without even seeing a shadow of fish, he had at an extremely high efficiency, caught his first harvest after the storm.

Well... to be precise, it’s not something he caught.

——A half orc corpse, bleached white from soaking in seawater, drifted beside the Vengeance Blade Blade along with the waves.

With rough greenish skin, the strong, burly body was only half left, as if torn off viciously from the waist down by something, exposing scattered entrails and a pale spine.

Two tusks protruded from under the lip, and his face froze with the expression of terror at the last moment of his life, as if he saw something horrific.

Xia Nan recognized him.

Although having only met briefly, after all, they had just parted not long ago, he still had some impression in his mind.

This half orc... seemed to be one of the adventurers who had a brief standoff with them on the Black Tide Hunter ship?

But why, just within tens of minutes, had he turned into this tattered state?

What did Black Tide Hunter encounter?

"Judging from the ripped muscles near the wound, he probably was torn in two by some sort of immense force."