Chapter 964: The Cove (2/2)
”Right, who would like to live as a mortal for all their life?” He laughed out loud. ”Even if you were to have a lot of strength, you would soon die. So, no sane cultivator would try to remain here for long unless it was their plan…just like me.”
”I'm fed up with the God Realm. No matter how strong I become, there's always someone stronger. But here, as long as I put in enough effort, I can reach the top and secure a stable life for myself. This Sub-Realm is just too vast. So, even the God that created it wouldn't ever set it aside.” He then grinned, clenching his hand into a fist. ”With my special passive ability, I can live for many centuries.”
”This is the best!” He laughed, closing his eyes as he kept watch on the ship's progress.
In the meantime, Gajor arrived at one of the rooms closer to the ship's walls, looking at the groups of pirates that streamed in. They then saluted and placed a bunch of whistles on the table. ”Sir Heuk has been significantly injured and fell unconscious. It seems controlling too many fishes took too great of a toll on him. But thanks to him, all of us have accumulated enough Godly Points over the past few months.”
The pirate continued, placing a total of fifty whistles on the table, ”This is what we obtained by pooling the resources of all the pirates. To obtain this number, we had to visit numerous Checkpoint Turtles.”
”Impressive.” Gajor nodded, laughing out loud as he looked at the fifty whistles on the table before him, ”Adding onto what we have collected before, we have one hundred Helper Whistles in total now.”
'If Gehen hadn't figured out the method of pooling our Godly Points in the Checkpoint Turtle, this wouldn't have been possible. As always, he's impressive.' He then mentally snorted, 'Once this plan is successful, I have to keep him in check. At present, it seems most of the pirates admire him more than me.'
'Though, once this is successful, no one would be able to go against me, hahaha!' He mentally smirked as he grabbed all the Helper Whistles, speaking, ”Alright, take up positions. If we succeed, our lives would be significantly easier in the future. We would become the dominant force on these waters, haha.”
Yes, Boss!” All the pirates saluted and left. While adrift on the ocean, almost everyone was helpless. Among those, Gajor recruited those he thought would become useful subordinates. Those without value, he dismissed, giving them dangerous missions until they died.
As for those that proved their worth, he nurtured them. And, immediately after surviving the First Wave, Gehen found him and they concocted their scheme, creating a pirate organization.
'It was Gehen that found me, discovered the cove where the Motor Fishes mated, and so on. One way or another, once this plan is successful, I must wring out the details of his passive ability. He must have falsified the information on his abilities. Since he hasn't left The Cove for more than a year now, I haven't been able to see him use any passive abilities.' Gajor was deep in thought as he arrived in the room where Gehen was sitting, speaking, ”We have one hundred Helper Whistles now.”
”All preparations are complete.” Gajor looked at Gehen and asked, ”Which Checkpoint Turtle are you planning to target?”
”We are heading towards it right now. I feel like this Checkpoint Turtle is the youngest of the lot. So, targeting it is the easiest,” Gehen said as he thought, 'I have been leading the Seamstress and Krune accordingly so that they would use the services of this weakest Checkpoint Turtle.'
'They're probably planning to head into a Secondary Landmass to harvest more Godly Points. They must have figured out the baby's secret by now, so they wouldn't leave him behind. So, that gives an assured possibility that they would head into a Secondary Landmass. Even though they wouldn't obtain any extra Godly Points than the cost of their tickets, a year on land would be more than enough for them to grow even stronger. With their strength, they should be fine.'
He mentally laughed as he continued, 'And, if the Checkpoint Turtle they bought their tickets from dies, they wouldn't be able to return here. So, I can rest assured that I wouldn't see them again. Even if I do, I would have tremendously outclassed them by then.'
He then closed his eyes and shared sight with a fish that was seated on The Cove's front, looking forward to seeing a massive Checkpoint Turtle come in sight.