I Have a Sailing Game-Chapter 264 - 184: Enlightenment Prayer (2-in-1)

No spirits exist!

Praying to such a faith source will not be influenced by it.

This gives Rogel the possibility to use this skill.

At this moment, Su Man also started to explain to Rogel with a solemn expression.

[The crafting of Extraordinary Magic Potions is an extremely difficult task, I shouldn’t need to elaborate on that.]

[In the early stages of potion crafting, many alchemists use Enlightenment Prayer to gain some inspiration related to potion crafting, deriving insights to create new potions.]

[However, it’s important to note that using Enlightenment Prayer could lead to an unknown curse, turning one into an imbecile!]

[Records in tomes mention numerous alchemists who have been cursed this way.]

[Even if you’re lucky enough to avoid the curse, you generally fall into confusion and stupor for a period after using the Enlightenment Prayer.]

[Therefore, use it with caution!]

Su Man warned with utmost seriousness.

With the information provided by [Mysticism·Peeping Secret] and Su Man’s words, understanding flashed in Rogel’s eyes.

This spiritless source of knowledge is rather greedy; if you don’t give more, it will give you negative statuses or even curses.

No wonder so many alchemists fell for it.

[I understand.]

Rogel’s game character nodded, putting away the Enlightenment Prayer Book.

Seeing Rogel’s response, Su Man said nothing more. He had said all that needed saying, and if Rogel wouldn’t heed the warning, words were useless anyway.

If it weren’t for the imminent grave situation, he wouldn’t want to risk using this prayer.

[Let’s start crafting the potions first.]

Su Man turned to look at the pile of magic potion materials behind him and felt a headache coming on.

With so many potions, how long will it take to finish them?

Rogel, on the other hand, wasn’t worried at all.

Soon, both of them were immersed in the busy work of potion crafting.

A while later...

Su Man was somewhat surprised.

He had successfully crafted two potions in a row. Was his luck that good?

Another while later...

Four potions done!

He clearly underestimated Rogel’s potion skills.

With such skills, even if he looked across the Five Great Seas, if Rogel claimed to be second, no one would dare to claim first.

This was likely the confidence behind his previous claim.

Su Man thought to himself.

Who knows how much time passed.

Boom!

The potion materials in front of Su Man suddenly exploded, sending up a puff of black smoke.

But his attention wasn’t on that; he looked at Rogel’s side with an incredulous look.

[Crafting successful, you obtained the Extraordinary Magic Potion—Accelerated Growth Farmer.]

[During crafting, you performed exceptionally, and the potion’s quality improved!]

Rogel again placed a newly crafted Extraordinary Magic Potion aside; there were already more than ten potions on the table.

[How did you do it?]

Finally, the alchemist Su Man couldn’t help but speak up.

Completing over ten potions in just one afternoon without a single failure.

The key point is... those potions seem to be of high quality!

This is utterly unbelievable!

Su Man was utterly shocked.

As an alchemist, he was well aware of the difficulty of potion crafting.

To put it this way, even a top-notch alchemist crafting their signature potion still faces a certain failure probability.

It has nothing to do with technique or skill level.

Because some potion materials inherently have repellent properties, and if luck is bad, it sets off a series of chain reactions leading to failure.

But Rogel not only succeeded with every potion but also guaranteed their quality.

His stamina is impressive too!

Crafting over ten potions in a row!

Su Man, having worked for so long, had only successfully crafted three potions.

Moreover... these were potions Su Man had only recently developed, how was Rogel so proficient in them?

At Su Man’s astonishment, Rogel just smiled.

Should I tell you I’ve reloaded many times?

I’ll just say...

[Just a stroke of luck.]

[...]

Upon hearing this, the pixel character of Su Man had ellipses above his head.

It’s hard to imagine that the person standing in front of the alchemy table is actually human.

Taking a deep breath, he calmed his mind and continued crafting potions.

Seeing this, Rogel also shifted his attention back.

Faced with the impending tidal wave, he was powerless.

He could only hope that by doing this, he could help people across the Five Great Seas accumulate more strength to survive...

...

On the ocean, a pirate ship with its flag torn down sailed towards the Royal City Sea Area.

Onboard, Uncle Jack was wielding a broom, hitting Aitar’s head hard.

Bam bam bam!

The filthy broom landed mercilessly on Aitar’s head.

Aitar, nimble in his steps, quickly stepped forward to open the door and shut it with a bang.

Bam bam bam!

"You brat! Get out here!"

"You dare tie me up! I’ll beat you to death today!"

The two had chatted overnight on Sea Serpent Island, Uncle Jack initially intended to stay there.

But Aitar was unexpectedly stubborn and insisted on taking him along.

Uncle Jack disagreed, and the kid just went ahead and tied him up, bringing him on board—hence the current scene.

Against the door, Aitar couldn’t help but chuckle coldly at the words.

"I say, old man, don’t be ungrateful. Why do you want to stay on the island? To wait for death?"

"Even Lina could fulfill Old Nelson’s wish. Why can’t you listen to my opinion?"

"Wouldn’t you say it’s different? That old guy has a wife, at worst a grave; while you’ve been single your whole life! What’s worth guarding, it’s just pretentious!"

"..."

Outside, Uncle Jack opened his mouth, trying to say something but ending up silent, feeling a complex mix of emotions.

You’ve got to hand it to Aitar, his words are venomous, always striking right at one’s sore spots and hitting the mark precisely.

Maybe that’s a talent.

Uncle Jack sighed, throwing the broom aside.

"...Open the door, let’s talk."

Inside came Aitar’s suspicious voice, "Old man, you’re not faking it, are you?"

"I’m serious, come out!"

Uncle Jack was somewhat speechless.

Hearing this, Aitar slowly opened the door and came out.

Glancing at Aitar beside him, Uncle Jack’s look was somewhat complicated: "I’ve spent over half my life living on Sea Serpent Island, never traveled far."

"...Are you sure you want to take this over-fifty-year-old man with you?"

"You’re already on the ship, what are you babbling about."

Aitar said, casually tossing the broom farther, glaring at a pirate next to him, who hurriedly picked up the broom to work.

Uncle Jack couldn’t help but smile and shake his head at these words.

"Alright, you’re right. Old Nelson has his reasons to stay on Sea Serpent Island, but I have none to die here."

"Not bad to go see the world in the last years of life."

Uncle Jack sighed emotionally.

Aitar said nothing, but internally, he sighed with relief.

Uncle Jack looked around the ship and asked, "What’s the situation on your ship now, who are these people?"

Aitar glanced at him and simply replied, "Weiwei Li, and some pirates I kept to work."

"Weiwei Li, that fat guy?"

Aitar nodded. He didn’t mention his previous experiences on the pirate ship, only briefly telling Weiwei Li’s story.

Weiwei Li was actually born on a relatively peaceful small island.

But his parents were gamblers, and after losing everything, cruelly sold him to unscrupulous traders.

After wandering around, Weiwei Li had no choice but to become a pirate.

To survive, he had to associate with a gang of notorious criminals, even doing things against his conscience.

Yet among the pirates, he was the only one with a sense of conscience.

So, to Aitar, he was friend and comrade.

As for the other pirates, they were just tools left to work. If they didn’t behave, he’d just kill them.

In any case, these pirates were all bad people, killing them would even accumulate merit.

Thus, apart from Weiwei Li, everyone else on the ship dared not breathe loudly in front of him, fearing being killed by him if they slip up.