I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 363 Men Heading Towards the Sea

Following the young man's directions, Jack led him to swim for nearly two kilometers before finally entering a rocky beach. If this were Jack's hometown, such a "good" place would definitely be full of all kinds of floating houses, but now, no one cares about it. You can even see all kinds of shellfish embedded in the rock walls. In his hometown, those who fail to catch enough fish will occasionally pry open these things to eat.

However, compared to thinking about his hometown, which he had only left a few days ago and which he didn't have many fond memories of, Jack was more concerned about the following issue at the moment:

"Has your boat been stolen?"

Yes, although the young man said it was in the reef area, he looked around but couldn't find anything that could be called a boat.

"No, it's right here!"

The young man seemed to have finally recovered from the pain, and he struggled to sit up, panting heavily as he activated his divine magic.

Unlike Jack's ability to "control the degree of dryness", the young man's ability seemed to be a true "illusion". As his thoughts surged, ripples gradually spread in the air, and then a small white boat no more than fifteen meters long appeared in his field of vision.

Jack swore that this was absolutely the most beautiful ship he had ever seen in his life. Putting aside the shape of the ship, just the delicate texture of the white shell with its cracks resembling icebergs showed that the material of the hull was not simple.

In that instant, Jack had the urge to kill and steal the ship. If he hadn't been unable to sail and understood that he was absolutely incapable of handling those pre-civilization technologies, Jack would have found it hard to believe he would actually do it.

But his reason ultimately prevailed, and he sighed:

"Such a beautiful boat, how did you dare to bring me here? And what makes a rich young master like you think of going out to sea alone?"

"Heh." Although he winced in pain, the young man still let out a soft groan. However, he possessed some emotional intelligence and didn't mention that the ship had a small sentry system or anything like that. He simply said:
"Let's get on board first. Although the Woodnas family isn't as good at tracking as the Reid family, they can still keep an eye on their own territory. Staying any longer would probably be dangerous."

"I've really boarded your pirate ship!" Jack sighed dramatically, reaching out to help the young man onto the ship. He had been planning to find a ship to sail the seas anyway. Compared to those pirates, a rich young master who seemed to have no guile was much better. Maybe if the young man died, he could inherit a good ship.

The two, each with their own thoughts, boarded the ship and walked a few steps into the wheelhouse/cabin. The ship looked to be no more than fifteen meters long, but the interior space was quite large. If comfort was not a concern, the wheelhouse alone could easily sleep ten people (the design could be referenced from government vessels, but it was more advanced, after all, it was based on pre-civilization technology).

Watching the young man first put the ship into an "autopilot" mode, then pull out a first-aid kit from under his seat and grimace as he tried to remove the bullets, Jack's eyelids twitched at the sight of him trying to do it but then wincing in pain. He simply grabbed the tweezers, quickly removed the bullets, and then, while listening to the young man's screams and cries, said:

"Your ship is so high-class, and you don't even have a medical bay?"

Actually, Jack didn't know what a medical bay was. He had only heard old York mention it, saying that powerful Land Seeker ships all had those things, and if someone was seriously injured, as long as their head wasn't blown off, they could be put in there and saved.

Upon hearing Jack's words, the young man rolled his eyes—

"Yes, there are, but do you know how much it costs to operate that thing once? This is just a minor injury, a good night's sleep will fix it, why would you need that?" "Really?" Jack was genuinely surprised now, immediately looking around, but there wasn't anything that looked like a "pod" nearby. Driven by youthful competitiveness, he muttered:
"I thought rich kids like you didn't care about money!"

"Of course I don't care when I'm at home, but we're out and about, aren't we?"

The young man scratched his face somewhat awkwardly, then took the initiative to end the conversation, saying:
"My name is George, what's yours?"

"My name is Jack, but your pseudonym is too fake, isn't it? Don't rich people all have complicated and tongue-twisting names?" Seeing that the ship had started moving, Jack relaxed a bit. He glanced at the port where he had only been for a day through the window at the back of the cabin and made a casual joke.

George, however, retorted with displeasure, "What are you saying? If that's the case, then your name, Jack, sounds more like an alias, doesn't it?"

“We commoners don’t have so many rules; we just call people whatever sounds good to us,” Jack said, then suddenly frowned slightly, as if remembering something.
"Where did you put the fresh water on this boat? I can catch food by going out to sea, but it'll be a real problem if we don't have fresh water!"

"I originally came ashore to purchase supplies, but who knew I'd run into Woodnas's mad dogs. But don't worry, I have a food synthesizer on board, though it tastes awful."

George, now displaying a rather elder brother-like demeanor, stood up, limped to one end of the cabin, pointed to a cabinet, and knocked on it, saying:
"This stuff, you can make fresh water and nutrient paste by just pouring some seawater in."

"So that's how nutritional paste is made?" Jack had been eating nutritional paste his whole life, but only now did he realize that it was processed from such a small thing.

Upon hearing this, George did not correct him by saying that the shore was using more industrialized equipment. He simply brought up the nautical chart not to confirm the course, but simply to activate more functions and show his little brother his strength.

Seeing Jack's country bumpkin-like appearance in the city, George felt the time was about right and said:
"Judging from your appearance, you're also planning to go to sea, right? How about we form a search party for the mainland?"

"Okay!" Jack immediately regretted saying it and wanted to slap himself. He had been thinking about how to ask the question, but when the other party asked, he immediately agreed without thinking. He had forgotten what Old York had said about being reserved if invited by someone.

Fortunately, he wasn't facing some old captain, and he didn't look down on Jack because of his quick agreement. He simply said:
Do you have any destination in mind next?

"No, what about you?" Jack thought that since he had already agreed, there was no need to make up a lie on the spot that might not even be reliable and make people laugh, so he just went for it.

"I don't really have any particular goals..."

George was too embarrassed to admit that he had just happened to obtain the Earth Fragment, discovered it was an illusion ability, and then ran away from home. He simply zoomed in on the surrounding sea map, looking like he was seriously thinking.

Jack didn't know how much of a show George had; he just remembered the story old York had told him as soon as he saw the nautical chart, and immediately said:
"How about we register for Xunluzhe first? I heard they have some kind of terminal intranet, so we won't be completely clueless!"

(End of this chapter)