Chapter 124 Kevin

Traveling through April 2, 9 years

Today is the twenty-ninth day at sea, and we are getting closer and closer to the supply island. Since the fin incident, no major crisis has been found.

As the distance approached, I suffered from insomnia without accident. The doctor's medicine could make me lie down, but the dream problem could not be solved.

That dream was no ordinary nightmare, it was a sweet dream. I dreamed that I returned to the surface, and returned to that bright place again. I found my family, and they hugged me ecstatically. They all thought I was dead.

I lay on the sofa and ate all kinds of fruits on the surface, and told them all kinds of strange stories about Earthsea.

Anna was with me, and Elizabeth, and they came out with me,

"Bang bang bang" there was a knock on the door of the captain's cabin.

"whats the matter?"

"I...found...something...you...come out and have a look..." Bandage's slow voice came from outside.

Charles didn't go out immediately, and wrote quickly with the pen in his hand.

"My first mate seems to have something to ask me, I hope it's a good thing."

After finishing the diary, Charles walked over and opened the door.

"While walking, what did you find? Is there any danger?" Charles pulled him towards the deck.

"A... ship... an odd ship..."

When Charles came to the deck, he saw the ship in the mouth of the bandage, and in front of the Narwhal, a dilapidated small iron ship was drifting towards this side with the current.

The lack of gun ports on the front and rear decks proves that this is not an exploration ship or a warship.

Charles' excellent eyesight vaguely caught the fishing nets on the deck. "Who is so powerful and dares to fish in unexplored areas?"

Generally speaking, the fishing boats in Earth Sea operate in safe sea areas that have been explored several times, and they must never cast their nets in unexplored areas, otherwise they really don’t know who caught whom.

"Captain, why don't we just leave it alone and go directly. What if this is a ghost ship." The second officer came over and reminded.

"Not necessarily. Now this distance is already close to the supply island. This boat may be a fishing boat on that island. Orderick, fly over and have a look."

If this ship is a ship of the supply island, perhaps some information about the supply island can be obtained from it, and it is not necessary to rush directly to it with black eyes.

The vampire turned into a bat and flew towards the ship. It circled the ship quickly and came back.

"Captain, there is a living person on that ship."

"Live? Are you sure?"

"Well, I'm pretty sure, I'm a vampire, and I'll never admit it wrong to my food."

"Take a look at the ship and notify other exploration ships to be alert."

Soon the Narwhal arrived beside the small fishing boat. Messy fishing nets and ropes were piled up on the deck, and a thick layer of iron filings on the windlass proved that the boat had not been taken care of by sailors for a long time.

But from the appearance point of view, this is indeed an ordinary human fishing boat. Yes, like this kind of boat, Coral Island Wharf does not know how many boats come in and out in a day.

"Where are the living people you mentioned?"

"In the cabin, I just used sound waves to find out that he was secretly looking at me from behind the door."

Charles led the crew and walked straight towards the hatch.

Kicking the door open, Charles saw a trembling guy rushing towards the distant hatch in a panic.

"Bang!" The gunshot sounded instantly, and the man fell to the ground in response.

Dipper rushed up with the sailors and caught the guy, a sloppy, thin-faced middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.

"Don't kill me! I didn't kill them! Other slaves did it!! It's none of my business!!"

Facing the illumination of the flashlight, he blocked his eyes with his hands and denied it vigorously.

"Speak clearly, who are you?"

Hearing the deep voice, Kevin Carl slowly lowered his hands. When he saw the costumes of the crowd in front of him, his whole body trembled slightly, tears poured out uncontrollably, and a deep, like A cry echoed in the valley.

"Woooooo~ You are not pirates!! You are not pirates there, I can go home now!! I can go home now."

"Don't cry, who are you? Where did this ship come from?"

Hearing the question from the young man with strange black pupils in front of him, Kevin stood still with his nose snotting. He was so nervous that he said incoherently: "You can definitely take me home, right? I used to be a very rich man. Jeweler, I have a big house in my family, as long as you take me home, the house will be yours."

"Answer my question first, your identity on this ship, where did this ship come from?"

Recalling the experience on this ship, Kevin couldn't help feeling sad, and he began to speak while suppressing his grief.

"I'm a slave to this fishing boat. Those pirates beat me every day. I work 18 hours a day, or work 40 hours without a break. I'm really tired, so tired."

Hearing the wrong statement of the guy in front of him, Dipper next to him was about to rush over to teach him a lesson, but was stopped by Charles. "Let him talk."

In the dim room, everyone listened to a slave talking about his sad experience.

"Did you know that the cables in the sea are full of salt water, slightly swelled to the thickness of the wrist, and are often hundreds of meters long. In order to prevent the cables from knotting, we have to manually wind the hundreds of meters or even hundreds of meters of cables on the winch. Push the winch by hand to pull the fish up."

"Many people were tired and dizzy, and were accidentally taken into the sea by cables. Then they disappeared."

"It's okay to be tired and dangerous. They still slap me jokingly every day, and they kick me twice when they have nothing to do. They kick me on the ground. They kick my head specifically, and the voice in my head is louder. They don't treat us as human beings." , they treat us as beasts!"

"Later, a group of slaves couldn't take it anymore and started to rebel, but the pirates had guns and weapons. We only had squid knives for cutting squid. A lot of people died, a lot of people really died. They all died, and I was the only one left. .”

As he spoke, Kevin cried again, prostrate on the ground, looking so helpless.

"Is it the pirates of Sodom?" Charles asked with a slight frown.

134 was tortured by the Foundation in the past, but now she starts to torture others, when will this cycle end.

Kevin nodded vigorously, "Yes, that's right, they are the slaves who cannot be sold, they will send them to Tianshui Island, let us catch sea fish, this captain, you can definitely send me home, right?"

"Where do you live? As long as you tell me all the information you know, I can send you back."

"No problem, just ask, and I will definitely answer. My home is in Yeongdo."

I want to explain here that people like Kevin are not fictionalized by me. There are still many slaves like him fishing and crabbing day and night in the sea. They are slaves of modern society. There are even decades of fishing slaves on board. Reality is always more exaggerated than fiction.