Chapter 5

The half-elf beauty smiled and reached out to stroke Luo Zhengdao's hair, who was much shorter than her, and said:

"The eastern Selan Island is the nearest trading port to Tahuna Island. The Chao Yong was hit and damaged by the goblin fleet's cannon fire while breaking through the blockade. We need to find a way to repair it. If the situation gets worse, we might have to consider getting a new ship. It's a pity that the old baron's Lion battleship couldn't break out of Qiongzhou Port."

Suddenly hearing a key word, Luo Zhengdao敏锐地反问 said:

"The old baron?"

The half-elf Vina, looking somewhat melancholic, nodded and said:

"Yes, Will. Oh, you forgot, the old baron is your father, the late Baron Fulu."

For such sensitive topics, Luo Zhengdao was unsure how to react appropriately. He nodded randomly and said:

"Oh! I see."

Suddenly, Luo Zhengdao remembered another thorny issue. The person he had possessed seemed to have fled, and repairing the ship and resupplying would cost a lot of money. He tentatively asked Vina:

"Vina, do we have any money?"

Hearing this, the half-elf beauty Vina looked at Luo Zhengdao in surprise, then laughed and pointed at his waist, saying:

"Of course, the spatial bag is right here!"

Hearing this, Luo Zhengdao touched the small, soft pocket that felt like silk, ready to open it, but then he remembered the old saying about not showing off one's wealth. He changed the subject and said:

"Oh, right, right. My head is a bit dizzy. I'll go rest in the cabin for a while."

Feeling troubled was inevitable. Even though he had read many stories about rebirth, such an inexplicable and bizarre event happening to him was overwhelming. It was like being suddenly transported into the body of an anime character, which was not something that could be easily brushed off with a simple cheer from otaku fans.

Realizing his situation was precarious, Luo Zhengdao didn't dare show his confusion in front of others. The more he talked, the more mistakes he might make. In the absence of clear information, it was better to remain silent.

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"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

"Come in!"

As the door was gently knocked, Luo Zhengdao turned and said. The door to the captain's cabin was then pushed open, and a middle-aged man with brown hair, dressed as a sailor, entered and bowed, saying:

"Milord, we are approaching Selan Island. The cook asks where you would like to have lunch."

Hearing this, Luo Zhengdao thought for a moment and said:

"Have the kitchen send it to the captain's cabin."

"Yes, Milord."

Living in this new world, which was full of exotic charm and inexplicable phenomena, Luo Zhengdao felt a deep sense of loneliness and fear. His life was far from the comfortable and carefree existence that others might assume. Especially when he was alone, his mind was never at rest, constantly pondering his situation and future until he was too exhausted to think any further. This was the body's way of protesting against the excessive mental strain.

Rubbing his temples to ease the throbbing pain, Luo Zhengdao began to focus on familiarizing himself with the ordinary things around him. Life must go on, one day at a time.

The spatial bag was a delightful surprise for Luo Zhengdao. It was incredibly user-friendly, and as long as the user wasn't a complete fool, operating it was effortless. Each time he stored or retrieved items, the images of the stored items would automatically appear in his mind, making it even more convenient than accessing items in a computer game. He didn't even need to move a mouse; a bit of imagination was enough to retrieve items. It was truly amazing.

Luo Zhengdao took out and counted the items in the spatial bag, gaining a better understanding of his new identity. Being the descendant of a noble family, even if he had fallen on hard times and become a pirate, the items he carried were still enough to make the average person envious.

Soon, Luo Zhengdao's counting was interrupted, and his attention shifted to the large redwood table that would serve as his dining table. The table was cluttered with various items, leaving no space for food. Luo Zhengdao, lacking the awareness of a superior, still believed in tidying up the room himself. As he approached the table to clear it, he suddenly widened his eyes and let out an incomprehensible exclamation:

"Hmm, what's this? Playing cards?"

Flipping over a card on the table, Luo Zhengdao's eyes nearly popped out. The card depicted a miniature mountain landscape, with no numbers or symbols. This couldn't be a noble's leisure game. Could it be...

At that moment, the image of the old voice and the towering bookshelves suddenly appeared before his eyes. Was this not a hallucination caused by hitting his head? A chill ran down his spine, and he shivered, then took deep breaths to calm himself and continued to think about the complex clues. On the large table in the captain's cabin, thirteen magical cards and an ornate copper pot with a double-winged dragon head were arranged according to some mysterious pattern. Luo Zhengdao tried to steady his nerves and picked up the copper pot with trembling hands. Suddenly, he noticed a letter under the pot and quickly put down the pot to pick up the letter.

If he were just admiring the letter, the flowing script on the envelope was artistically beautiful. However, Luo Zhengdao was immediately embarrassed. Damn, being an illiterate穿越者 was truly unbearable!

With no other choice, even though it might expose his secret, Luo Zhengdao reluctantly sent for the half-elf Vina to interpret the letter.

"Milord, under no circumstances should you open the Dragon Seal Pot. The high priest of Nibora said that the intense shock could damage a human's mind, or even cause the soul to dissipate."

As Vina read to the end of the letter, she looked enlightened and then gazed at Luo Zhengdao with a sympathetic expression, as if looking at a mentally challenged person with a sense of superiority. Luo Zhengdao, unable to explain or refute, silently accepted the burden of being labeled as "brain-damaged."

"Will, I thought you had lost your memory due to an injury. Finding the right priest or cleric could cure you. But if it's damage from a forbidden object, it's hard to say when you'll recover. Don't lose hope, though. You can start learning again, and as long as you're alive, there's always hope."

The half-elf tutor comforted Luo Zhengdao, then remembered she had other things to do and hurriedly left. Left alone in the spacious captain's cabin, Luo Zhengdao stared at the cards and the bronze pot on the table, lost in thought for a long time before he finally said:

"So, that's how he died? Wait, this card layout looks familiar..."

Since Luo Zhengdao had abruptly awakened on the Chao Yong, he had experienced a series of events, including the goblin attack and the arrival of the Yaling fleet, leaving him no time to recall what had happened before his soul crossed over.

Luo Zhengdao rubbed his face and muttered to himself:

"Alright, let me try to remember. What was I doing before I crossed over?"

Straining to recall his last moments before crossing over, Luo Zhengdao vaguely remembered downloading a card game on his phone. In a moment of impulsiveness, he chose to randomly draw cards. Originally, it was a set of forty cards, but his notorious bad luck struck again, and he only drew thirteen free cards, which wasn't enough for a full game. The remaining cards required a paid registration to draw more. Coincidentally, the day before, his ex-girlfriend had been showing off her new rich boyfriend and their Paris trip on WeChat, which had thoroughly disgusted him. He blocked her to avoid the sight and found himself with nothing else to do.

Bored, Luo Zhengdao moved the cards in his phone's deck. When he moved the card representing the mysteries of the universe, the Omega card, to the front, a blue spark flashed on the screen, and then he remembered nothing else.

Shocked, Luo Zhengdao shivered, feeling his hair stand on end. It was too bizarre. Could the explosion of a cheap smartphone be the key to his crossing over? Compared to other people's methods of crossing over, like falling into a toilet, touching an electrical outlet, jumping off a building, or standing by a power pole during a thunderstorm, this seemed to have a bit more technical content. Did one have to engage in mid-adolescent antics like welding detonators, cutting light bulbs, or patching condoms to cross over?

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

The knock on the door snapped Luo Zhengdao out of his reverie. He blinked and raised his voice:

"Who is it?"

"Milord, your lunch has arrived."

"Oh, come in!"

Hearing Luo Zhengdao's response, five sailors entered one by one, each carrying a tray of food on a silver, ornate platter, and placed them on the redwood table in front of Luo Zhengdao in a fixed order.

Glancing at the dishes, Luo Zhengdao nodded slightly. It seemed the Chao Yong's supplies were still sufficient, and he wouldn't have to worry about going hungry for the time being.