Gamers Are Fierce

　　 In mythology, Charon is an ugly old man, holding a long pole, breathing fire in his eyes, driving a small canoe, and is responsible for ferrying the dead on the river Styx.

　　 But apparently, Charon became...

　　 A cargo ship.

　　 An ocean-going cargo ship painted in black and red with large-caliber battleship artillery.

　　 "Woo——"

　　 The loud whistle sounded on the sea level, and I could vaguely see a figure waving on the deck of the cargo ship.

　　 Fury turned to his side and explained with a smile: "Charon is not the name of a specific person, but the code name of the ship.

　　 In addition to humans, some large animals also need to be transported by ferry. Ferries of different sequences transport different kinds of souls.

　　 Of course, in order to welcome you, the council deliberately adjusted the schedule of the cargo ship and cleared a ship. "

　　 At this point, Fry paused, his expression turned a little serious, "...Mr. Kevin, there is a member of the council who accompanied the cargo ship.

　　 He knows the law himself and may evaluate and judge you,

　　I personally suggest that you better speak carefully later..."

　　 The mule was taken aback when he heard the words and wanted to ask again, but Fury turned his head and didn’t want to say more.

　　At the same time, the red and black cargo ship on the sea in the distance came through the waves at an exaggerated speed that was completely inconsistent with the volume, and sailed to the shore in the blink of an eye.

　　 At the moment when it was about to rush to the coast and ran aground, it suddenly stopped and the whole hull rotated ninety degrees,

　　 shook violently and stopped on the shore.

boom--

　　The freighter’s deck on the shore side suddenly popped out, extending diagonally down to the position of the mule and Furui, forming a step leading to the deck.

　　 is even covered with a brightly colored red carpet.

　　 Boom boom boom!

　　 The battleship artillery on the other side of the freighter fired more than ten rounds of artillery shells in turn as a salute to welcome the distinguished guests.

　　 In the deafening sound of gunfire, the figure standing on the bow of the ship stepped on the deck and walked slowly down the steps.

　　 "So strong..."

　　 The black Trojan felt like an electric shock on the skin all over his body, and got goose bumps.

　　 With the previous experience and lessons, he did not dare to turn on the detection function in this extremely mysterious script task.

　　 Observe with only the naked eye.

　　The figure walking down from the freighter is a man with the head of a bee.

　　He is of medium build, wearing a striped suit, with his hands behind him, and his attitude is calm and free.

　　 "You are Kevin's lawyer, right?"

　　 The bee-headed man proactively stretched out his hand and shook his mule, "It's an honor to see you."

　　 The mule asked uncertainly: "You are..."

　　 "My last name was Bonaparte, the founder of the First French Empire, the first French ruler, and the first emperor of the French Empire."

　　 The chewing and sucking mouthparts of the bee man kept opening and closing the jaws, and the words were written in round English, "But that was all hundreds of years ago.

　　Perhaps for the other dead, their lives will always stay on which day they died. All the time after death is the recollection of past memory fragments.

　　 But I don’t want to stop at the past. "

"I understand..."

　　 The mule nodded, looked at the ghost of the former French emperor whose surname was Bonaparte, and hesitated: "Then how should I call you?"

　　 "Just call me a bee."

　　 The bee waved his hand and greeted Ferry, who bowed in fear and respect.

　　The forest cat floating in the air is holding a camera and looking at the bees, with mixed emotions, "It turned out to be Napoleon..."

　　 "It's Napoleon Bonaparte in the world of scripts."

　　 The witch corrected it in an indifferent tone, "Anything can happen in the world of scripts, even the former emperor of France is nothing strange.

　　 唔... He promulgated the "Napoleonic Code" before his death, no wonder Ferry said he was interested in the law. "

　　 Li Ang said calmly: "And his bee head should be because of his family crest, the golden bee.

　　 Of course, he does not rule out the possibility that Mr. Bonaparte has become a non-mainstream who likes to dye yellow hair because of his long life in hell. "

　　 The black Trojan murmured silently in his heart, "It's not just yellow hair, but the whole head has become fluffy, OK?"

　　 "It's late, let's go quickly."

　　 The bee glanced at his watch and enthusiastically greeted the mule and Ferry to board the cargo ship.

　　 Every time the three of them walked forward along the steps, the steps behind them would automatically shrink a certain distance, together with the red carpet.

　　 After boarding the deck, the cargo ship without any sailors automatically put away the anchor, sounded the whistle, and turned to the opposite bank of the Styx.

　　 The bee led the way, led the two passengers into the captain’s cabin, and asked them to sit down on the soft sofa.

　　 skillfully took out the wine bottle and glass from the shelf,

　　 Pour a glass of wine each for Mule and Fury.

　　 said it’s a drink, but it’s actually a transparent, colorless, light and clear liquid.

　　 is placed in a wine glass and swings slightly as the hull shakes slightly,

When 　　 is raised to the inner wall of the cup, it does not fall like a regular liquid, but hangs on it viscously.

　　 Observing carefully, I can vaguely see countless pairs of tiny arms sticking out of the liquid, hooking the inside of the glass.

　　Fry Cheng took the cup with both hands in fear, swallowed, and gingerly picked up the glass and drank it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ eyes closed tightly, after a moment of savoring, his face showed an unsatisfactory expression.

　　 Mouth smacked, recollection ceaselessly.

　　 The mule felt a chill in his heart, hesitated for a moment, deliberately slowed down, picked up the wine glass and shook it gently.

　　 The forest cat looked down at the transparent liquid in the glass wine glass, and after examining it, he came to the conclusion, “This should be brewed with pure soul energy, which is of great benefit to the spirit body.

　　 can also be used as a material in advanced occult rituals. "

　　 "She was right."

　　 The witch agreed: "The energy fluctuation level of the drink in the glass is almost equivalent to a hundred souls.

　　 It is extremely difficult to make such a drink in the real world.

　　 One is to kidnap and torture the victims on a large scale, making them endure the inhuman pain before death. Easily exposed,

　　 The second is that the souls of modern people are polluted, the purity is poor, and the preparation is prone to errors.

　　 Considering Fury’s expression, this glass of wine should also be a rare and valuable item in Hades. "

　　 Both the forest cat and the witch are experts in mysticism, and the mule as the hirer knows this very well.

　　 "You can try two bites,"

　　 Li Ang said lightly: "One can test whether you are a pure spirit body.

　　Secondly, this glass of wine may have some positive effects.

　　 Three times, this glass of wine may also be a temptation for the bee. "

　　 After hearing the advice of the expert group, the mule no longer hesitated, picked up the glass and drank a little transparent liquid, followed the example of Fury, and pursed his mouth.