Chapter 721: Section 508: Ship Ghost: The Situation Is Under My Control
"Ship Ghost," Cang Xu greeted the ship ghost and found the Fin Spirit and the Little Prince were both in the shack.
This was within Cang Xu’s expectations.
In fact, this Undead Gathering had been specifically waiting for Cang Xu’s arrival.
"You’ve finally come!" The Fin Spirit sneered at Cang Xu, "You still dare to come?"
Cang Xu could quite imagine that before his arrival, the Fin Spirit had been bad-mouthing him to the ship ghost, endlessly whispering threats.
The Little Prince’s face also bore a wariness.
He looked at Cang Xu and asked with an interrogative tone, "Ku Feng hasn’t been transported back. Is he dead?"
"Why could you save the Fishmen of the Da Ji Tribe, but not save him?"
Cang Xu sighed sadly, "After receiving the Divine Blessing once again, I was shocked and overjoyed, and the first one I tried to assist was Ku Feng, but I failed.’
"He was not successfully guided by me, his faith was not strong enough, and he died at the hands of the Holy Beast!"
The Little Prince fell silent.
The shack fell into silence, the air tinged with the scent of doubt.
Cang Xu looked at the Little Prince and presented his prepared argument, "That’s why I don’t want such a tragedy to happen again."
"Later, I will propose to Zhou Zhang that I participate in every Transmission Blood Sacrifice."
"Next, I will accompany you, Little Prince. If you fail to convert, I will help you in the nest, to guide you in your conversion, just as I helped the Fishmen of the Da Ji Tribe."
The Little Prince was immediately overjoyed.
The Fin Spirit suddenly said, "Why do you help my tribe’s Fishmen? Didn’t you deeply hate them before? You were even willing to send them to participate in the Transmission Blood Sacrifice!"
"Suddenly, you help them in the nest, helping your enemies to live."
"Has faith changed your mind, and are you still one of us?"
Through covert channels, the Fin Spirit questioned Cang Xu’s loyalty with sharp words.
Cang Xu replied calmly, "If I had betrayed everyone, I would have told Zhou Zhang about the escape plan with fake memories."
"But I didn’t do that, did I?"
"If you had, you would already be dead," said the ship ghost quietly.
Cang Xu looked at the Fin Spirit and smiled mockingly, "Besides, I saved the Fishmen of the Da Ji Tribe and pulled you back from despair. Shouldn’t you thank me?"
"You’re full of shit!" The Fin Spirit cursed loudly, "If it weren’t for you, why would my tribe have to all participate in the Transmission Blood Sacrifice and lose so many lives?"
"You want me to thank you, do you think I’m a fool?"
Cang Xu shook his head and sighed, "After this matter, I have no more anger to vent."
"Fin Spirit, I have never regarded you as an enemy, whether you believe it or not."
"Anyway, next, I will not only help the Little Prince but also help you convert. Of course, Ship Ghost, you are the one I will focus on assisting."
"From the moment I met you, you have taken care of me. To be able to provide even insignificant help to you under these circumstances is what I most willingly do."
The Fin Spirit sneered, "You truly have been changed by the Charming Blue God."
"Now you’ve become a missionary; let me guess, how much Divine Grace do you get for a successful conversion?"
"How much for Silver Level? Gold Level must be even more, right?"
Cang Xu nodded, "That’s right, I certainly want to receive more Divine Grace."
"Divine Grace is very helpful to me!"
"I am willing to help you, and I also want to see everyone become believers. Isn’t that a good thing?"
"In fact, Zhou Zhang herself very much wants to see everyone successfully convert. She’s already hinted as much to me."
"Her attitude has changed and is different from before."
"The specific reason is the Divine Arts I’ve recently received. I’ll explain it to you, and you’ll understand."
After Cang Xu’s explanation, the ship ghost and the others fell into deep thought.
"It seems the situation of the Charming Blue God is dire, and circumstances are not optimistic. Thus, He is willing to make an Undead Mage His follower!" the Fin Spirit said.
"Perhaps, the Charming Blue God values this fact, which is why He tolerated your two close calls," the Little Prince speculated, looking at Cang Xu.
Cang Xu continued his sales pitch, "Divine Grace is very useful to us. You can specifically request the content of the Divine Blessing in prayers."
"The situation of the Charming Blue God and the Charming Blue Sect is indeed not good, but because of this, they are our natural allies in the Undead Faction, aren’t they?"
"To be honest, I don’t think it’s a bad thing to be both an Undead Mage and a follower of Charming Blue!"
The Little Prince remained silent.
The Fin Spirit said nothing.
The ship ghost maintained an indifferent expression, not revealing any emotional fluctuations.
But Cang Xu knew his words had struck deep in the other’s hearts.
Looking at the series of Preaching Divine Skills, the hope of conversion was even greater than before.
Conversion was profitable! At the very least, successful conversion meant survival.
The Fin Spirit glared at Cang Xu, "So, you’re already one of theirs."
Cang Xu shrugged, spreading his hands, "I am both a follower of Charming Blue and an Undead Mage!"
The Fin Spirit gritted her teeth in hatred, not expecting Cang Xu to be so shamelessly open about switching sides.
This left her with many carefully prepared questions unanswered.
The Fin Spirit subconsciously looked towards the ship ghost.
The ship ghost stared at Cang Xu without expression.
Cang Xu’s reaction did not surprise the ship ghost.
Before this, the ship ghost had judged Cang Xu and believed that he had deepened his faith in the Charming Blue God. He was an Undead Mage, as well as a Charming Blue Believer.
His identity as an Undead Mage, interests, and emotions, made him still a potential partner for cooperation.
And his newly acquired faith had not yet become strong enough to make him risk exposing the secret of forging memories.
This situation was not uncommon.
The specific factors related to the faith depended on the deity, at least the Charming Blue God was not like the God of Light who was completely opposed to Undead – a coexistence was possible.
Moreover, the current situation provided a basis for cooperation between the two parties.
In fact, even with the same faith, followers could become enemies. For example, the strongest Main God of the Beast Race, the God of Berserk War, was like this. He was the God of Melees, Madness, and Frenzied Battle, advocating insanity, brawls, and chaos.
His followers held Blood Sacrifices for him, which were typically grand free-for-alls, with followers fighting each other until only one was left.
The surviving believer often received generous Divine Blessings from the God of Berserk War.
The ship ghost noticed that Zhou Zhang had already lifted the seal on Cang Xu.
"But it doesn’t matter, the backdoor I implanted on him is still there. The situation is still under my control."
With this understanding, the ship ghost once again accepted Cang Xu and continued to assign him the task of forging memories.
At the same time, the ship ghost also sternly cautioned Cang Xu and the Fin Spirit, not wishing to see any further conflict between them.
The Fin Spirit and Cang Xu hurriedly agreed.
Snowbird Port, the docks.
An ice sculpture – a retired warship from the Kingdom, became the flagship of the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps.
Inside the bow of the flagship, the Big guy met Sanda.
Holding his stomach grievously, he said to Sanda, "Hungry, need food..."
Sanda showed a pained expression.
After communicating with Zi Di and Zong Ge, they decided to temporarily withhold the Big guy’s rations to prevent his strength from growing too quickly.
Following this decision, the Big guy’s food portions were suddenly cut in half.
His cry of hunger was to be expected.
Sanda said, "Right now, the Mercenary Group’s finances are very tight, Big guy. You can’t keep eating like this, the cost in Gold Coins is too high."
"I can do the math for you..."
Sanda spread his fingers and stood in front of the Big guy, reciting a detailed account.
Of course, the Big guy could not understand, his large eyes widening with a look of innocence and confusion.
After Sanda spoke at length, he shrugged, saying with regret, "So that’s why your food supply is only so much for now..."
The Big guy was angry, but unless it was a matter of life or death, or immense pressure pushed him, he would not resort to violence.
By nature, the Big guy was timid.
So, faced with this outcome, the Big guy pursed his lips, seemingly wanting to argue back but ultimately just asked, "Daddy, Little Good wants to find Daddy..."
Sanda sighed, "The squad leader has gone out on business, and it will be a long time before he returns. Big guy, you need to be good. If you’re not, when the squad leader comes back, I’ll have to report it to him."
The Big guy shrank back, his eyes filled with longing for food.
Just then, his stomach gurgled again.
"Little Good is very hungry..."
"Little Good is so hungry he could eat an entire cow."
"Little Good wants more food, an extra bucket would be good too."
The thought of rice made saliva stream down from the corner of the Big guy’s mouth.
Sanda revealed his true purpose for coming, "Big guy, I can’t provide any more food for you, but I can make you feel less hungry!"
"You get hungry easily and eat a lot because you continuously cultivate."
"Every time you go to sleep, you practice the Heartless Sleep Form. If you stop cultivating for a while, you won’t feel so hungry."
The Big guy immediately shook his head at this suggestion, "Don’t want, Daddy helps, cultivation, hard!"
"Little Good can cultivate, Daddy, happy."
"If Little Good doesn’t cultivate, Daddy unhappy."
Sanda persuaded, "It’s just letting you pause your cultivation, once the Mercenary Group has money, you can cultivate again."
"The squad leader isn’t back yet, I won’t tell him this secret if you stop cultivating."
The Big guy shook his head repeatedly, "Little Good, be an honest child, lying to Daddy, not right!"
Sanda’s face darkened as he threatened, "But if you keep cultivating like this, you might starve to death."
"Starve... to death?" the Big guy was stunned.
Sanda with a serious and earnest expression, "I don’t want to withhold your food, nor do I want to stop your cultivation."
"But if you continue to cultivate and stay this hungry, you could easily starve to death!"
"If you starve to death and the squad leader comes back to see you dead, it would make him very sad."
After a moment of stunned silence, the Big guy’s face turned to one of sadness before he began to cry, "Can’t, starve to death."
"If I starve, I won’t see Daddy anymore..."
"Little Good can’t starve, Little Good wants to see Daddy!"