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Chapter 370 What a coincidence!

"How about we find a chef for our next partner?"

On the vast ocean, a small boat is cutting through the waves.

Hearing his friend's grumbling, Jack, who was surfing the internet, couldn't help but pull himself out of the novel online world, meet George's eyes, and then, with the most serious expression he could muster, say:
"Don't be silly. Even if you have a cook, your ship can't hold much supplies. Whether it's just cargo space or preservation, it's all a problem. Unless you plan to go ashore every three to five days, you'd better give up on this idea. Besides, your ship can produce food on air and it's nutritionally balanced, so why do you need a cook?"

"Nutritional balance, but it doesn't taste good!" George forced down the nutritional paste in his mouth, only to find his mouth filled with a strange aftertaste. Jack picked up a newly packaged tube of nutritional paste, squeezed it directly into his mouth, and even smacked his lips in satisfaction.

"Isn't this pretty fresh? It has salt, sugar, and oil, it's quite nice, isn't it?"

"..." George shut his mouth decisively when he saw Jack say that. He knew that he could not continue the conversation on this topic with someone who had been eating inferior nutritional paste since childhood. Not only would he not get the desired result, but more importantly, he might turn the class difference between the two of them, which had become less obvious due to their voyage at sea, back into a deep chasm in their hearts.

“But you’re not wrong, we do need a partner.” Just as George was thinking about how he should adapt to life at sea, Jack suddenly said.

Upon hearing this, George also became interested:
What kind of one do you want?

"Hackers or technicians, I guess. In the stories I've heard from old York (Note ①), there were always those hacker masters who weren't particularly strong in combat, but with their hacking skills, they could take control of other people's ships from tens of thousands of meters away. Even if we don't use that, we still have to guard against others using it on us, right?" Jack said, browsing a popular post by a senior seeker called Plague Doctor, who couldn't understand the content at all.

Upon hearing this, George's first reaction was to tell Jack that his ship's firewall was a relic of a previous civilization and not so easy to breach. However, he immediately had to consider that if he had a firewall from a previous civilization, hackers might also have viruses from that previous civilization, so he could only nod.

But hackers are a rare breed on this ocean. Let alone hackers who can fight against viruses from previous civilizations, even hackers who can run code normally are considered highly educated individuals on this ocean where everyone seems to have dropped out of prenatal education.

Such people are either monopolized by large families or are the leaders of their own organizations. Even if they manage to find someone who runs a small business, they can easily attract a flood of recruitment messages by simply showing off their abilities online.

For a small team of two seeking land, instead of finding someone willing to board the ship, it would be better to find someone smarter to start learning from scratch.

Thinking of this, George was about to speak, but unfortunately, at that moment, the ship's AI suddenly sounded an alarm.

"There's someone two kilometers away? Are you kidding me? Are you sure it's not a boat, but a person?"

Jack reacted even faster than George, his mouth agape as he looked at the pop-up message.

Upon seeing this, George immediately said:

"Don't mess with people who can move across the sea alone. Let's go around them immediately!"

Jack, however, had a different opinion. He pointed to the sentry footage fed back by the AI, looked at the female knight in knight's armor standing on the ice, looking around blankly, and said thoughtfully:

“Look at this person’s posture. She doesn’t seem like a strong person who rides the waves. Instead, she looks like she’s trapped at sea, not knowing which way to go. So even if she’s not a fragment of the earth ability user, she shouldn’t be a Marine. She doesn’t have the wolf mark on her, so she shouldn’t be a family force from the Blue Lake Island Chain. And look at her feet, there’s a block of ice. Where would there be floating ice in the middle of the sea at this time of year? It must have been made by her ability…” “But no matter what you say, it doesn’t mean she’s not dangerous. Or rather, can you guarantee she won’t steal our ship?” George interrupted Jack’s seemingly reasonable analysis. Although he couldn’t deny that he thought the woman was very beautiful, on this high seas, beautiful people who can survive are usually very good fighters.

"That's true, then I'll listen to you. By the way, don't stop the illusion, otherwise..."

"I know... Holy crap!"

Before they could finish their sentence, the woman suddenly transformed into a streak of light in the video captured by the surveillance drone, seemingly walking on the sea surface and rushing towards them.

The shipboard AI instantly lit up with a large red light, and the sentry guards loaded all their weapons.

Jack and George simultaneously became serious, unleashing two earth magic spells that created a multi-layered illusion of vision and optics that completely enveloped the entire ship.

But none of this had any effect on the charging female knight. Compared to a ship two kilometers away, this magical fluctuation from two kilometers away was much more likely to attract her attention.

As for illusions... offline field equipment is still field equipment. Not to mention comparing it to the high-end equipment of the previous civilization, it's still easy to see through the illusions of two newbies that can't even hide the waves on the sea!
“duangduangduangdaung…”

With a series of sharp sounds, Delis easily shot down the bullets aimed at her. A few quick movements later, she had already slipped into the cabin. Looking at the two people behind the sentry drone, she said with a hint of helplessness:
"Why are you two making such a big reaction? I was just asking for directions!"

“No…” George wanted to say that's not how you ask for directions, but Jack clearly knew better than anyone what to do. He first poked George with a little nudge to dry his skin, then put on a smile and said:

"Sorry, sorry. You always have to be careful when you're out and about. There are quite a few pirates in this area, and there are also the dogs of those big families... Anyway, this lady must be hungry if she gets lost at sea. Why don't you eat something first?"

Although she could tell at a glance that the young man was being obsequious out of desperation, Delis was still a respectable goddess and quickly raised her hand to stop him:
"No need, I just wanted to ask if you know anything about the religious environment in this area."

“This…” Jack hesitated for a moment, but still said:

"The Luther Islands are the territory of House Woodnas, who worship the leader, wilderness, and unity of the twelve wolf gods. Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Upon hearing Jack's answer, Delis's eyes immediately lit up. "The Twelve Wolf Gods? Since they are wolf gods, do they have any divine duties related to hunting?"

"Why ask about something everyone already knows?" Jack pondered, then suddenly recalled a scene from a story old York had told him, and honestly replied:

"Yes, yes, the wolf god worshipped by the Reid family is the god of hunting, but their territory is in the Torridge Islands, which is about a five-day voyage from here."

Upon hearing this, Delis immediately flashed a bright smile and said in an irrefutable tone, "Send me to the Torridge Islands, and you'll all get your share of the benefits!"

(End of this chapter)