Chapter 1006: I’ve Been Fooled Every Time, It’s Always the Same! (Please Subscribe and Give Me Monthly Votes)

On the mysterious old salvage ship, two footsteps sounded particularly clear in the silence.

The leather shoes knocked on the cold iron plate, making a dull "dong dong" echo, like some kind of ominous beat, echoing in the empty cabin.

"Boss, this ship doesn't seem to be a product of our era."

The sharp-toothed crew had some experience, so he followed Zhang Yangqing.

Of course, Zhang Yangqing didn't force him, he took the initiative to follow.

After all, he was working for Zhang Yangqing, and he had to perform well after getting the salary. If he was fired, it would be a big shame.

The bearded man now knew his position very well. He did whatever Zhang Yangqing asked him to do. He didn't need to get involved in such brain-consuming things.

The green-haired mermaid wanted to come over, but she was inconvenient to move without legs.

She wanted Zhang Yangqing to continue hugging her, but Zhang Yangqing was not in the mood.

"That's true, but I always feel that this ship is not simple. It is old but not weak. It should have been a powerful overlord of the ocean in the past."

So far, Zhang Yangqing has no strength in this strange talk, so he is still cautious.

As the two of them went deeper, an indescribable breath came to their faces. It was the unique metallic smell of rust, mixed with an indescribable strange smell.

It seemed to come from another world, making people feel uncomfortable.

The searchlights above their heads drew beams of light in the dimness, illuminating the surrounding scene.

The surrounding facilities have long been rusted, and the years have left indelible marks here.

Many signs have become blurred under the erosion of time, and their original meanings can no longer be recognized.

However, what Zhang Yangqing cares most about are the obvious traces of fighting on the deck.

The scratches of the weapons are crisscrossed, like hideous wounds, telling how fierce the battles have been here.

Zhang Yangqing approached the place with more scratches and could see black and coagulated blood around.

These bloodstains were deeply or shallowly imprinted on the deck, some of which were mottled and obviously had a certain age.

Some of them still retained a bit of bright red, as if they had just solidified not long ago, which made all the Chosen Ones who saw this scene guess that it was estimated that someone had set foot on this land of death recently.

Then the first question arises, whether these people are dead or alive, and whether the good things on the ship have been taken away by them.

To know these, the Chosen Ones must continue to explore inside.

On this deck full of death, there are also some strange skeletons scattered.

They are not like human bones, some are twisted and deformed, and some are abnormally large, emitting a faint blue light, which makes people shudder.

Even the "well-informed" fang crew can only recognize three types of corpses, and he doesn't know what other creatures they are.

Around these skeletons, there are still some tattered clothes, which are full of tattered marks and terrifying scratches.

Just one look, you can tell that the owners of these clothes struggled to despair before they died.

In addition, there are some small props left on the deck.

There were rusty sword blades, broken crossbows, and those seemingly ordinary but mysteriously powerful spell stones and magic tools.

Unfortunately, all these things were damaged and the Chosen Ones could not use them.

No one knew what happened on the ship, but the battle was definitely tragic.

The scene in front of them made the Chosen Ones who came here swallow their saliva and began to retreat.

Because according to the corpses, they should have been very powerful when they were alive, and they also carried magic tools and weapons. They all died on the ship?

Then wouldn’t it be more dangerous for a salvager like me who has no strength.

"Wait, stand there and don't move."

Zhang Yangqing stopped the fang crew who was about to go forward to check.

Because the place where the fang crew was going to check was the crane on the deck.

There was a strange point here, that is, there seemed to be something hanging on the hook of the crane.

This thing was wrapped in a wooden box, with only a small part exposed.

But judging from the small part exposed, it should be a dark golden golden scepter.

When the searchlight shines over, you can see that the main body of the scepter is made of the rarest and purest gold.

But unlike the bright golden color seen in the mortal world, it presents a deep and restrained dark golden color, like the brightest star in the night sky falling into the mortal world, both noble and mysterious.

The whole body of the scepter is cleverly carved with lifelike dragon scale patterns.

Each of these dragon scales is delicate and subtle, like real dragon scales, flashing a faint glimmer, and complementing the dark gold on the main body of the scepter, showing an indescribable harmony and beauty.

In addition, this yellow turban scepter contains powerful power, and anyone who sees it wants to have it impatiently.

After all, having such a magic weapon means improving one's survival rate.

But Zhang Yangqing saw at a glance that this is pure fishing.

Because the golden scepter is high up, the chosen ones want to take the golden scepter, and subconsciously they want to operate the crane.

Since you want to operate the crane, you must touch some button, so it must be the joystick.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yangqing felt that this should be a trap. Someone deliberately used the golden scepter as bait to make the chosen one violate some hidden rules.

This level of trap is too simple for Zhang Yangqing.

The traces of "human" are obvious.

In his opinion, if the Chosen Ones were smarter, they would not fall into such a trap.

In this world of ghost stories, greed is the most deadly.

Zhang Yangqing even felt that the corpses around him were so powerful that they were fooled.

But there were some Chosen Ones who had been fooled once and fell for the second time.

They were the Chosen Ones of Sakura Country, Moriho Heiji, and the Chosen Ones of White Elephant Country, Bativa.

This trap was exactly the same as the one they had on the large cargo ship, but in a different way.

They didn't react at all, thinking that this might be what the intelligence required them to find, so they fell into the trap.

When the box locked on the crane hook was removed, there was no problem.

But when Bativa picked up the golden scepter, a paralysis curse directly penetrated his body, making him lose consciousness instantly.

At this time, the ghost naturally appeared and started talking to him.

Bativa wanted to curse these ghosts for their ancestors, why were they so sinister.

I'm just looking for a treasure, can this be a trap?

He was paralyzed and could not answer. Naturally, he violated the rules and could only watch the ghost take his body.

Fortunately, his teammate Senbao Heiji reacted quickly and broke the joystick on the crane operating table and threw it far away, which saved Batiwa's life again.

Batiwa was very depressed after being rescued. Last time, it was Senbao Heiji who touched him and he was injured.

Why was he the one who touched him this time and he was still injured?

Fortunately, this ghost story was a two-person ghost story, otherwise Batiwa would have died five or six times.

And Zhang Yangqing, a "single" chosen one, has no chance of making mistakes. If he makes a mistake once, he will die.

He didn't expect these natives to save him in time.

Destiny is still in his own hands.

Zhang Yangqing didn't explain too much. He asked the fangs crew to bypass the range of the crane, and the two of them went directly into the cabin.