“By the way, our captain has stipulated that before recruiting new people, we must explain our program and treatment.”
Program, your captain is a bit interesting. Klein deliberately softened his tension to test whether the other party would take the opportunity to attack.
The man in the black cloak smiled relaxedly and said:
“First it was the program, and next I’ll talk about the treatment.”
This guy is very confident. Even though he is not an “audience”, Klein can tell that the other person is very confident and does not take the scene in front of him seriously at all.
“We don’t have a weekly salary or an annuity, but as long as we find treasures and plunder wealth, we will distribute it according to different statuses. Under normal circumstances, if we are lucky, the lowest level sailor can get two to three hundred a year. Pounds, I heard this is equivalent to the middle class on land. Haha, if we can find the sunken Laurel, all of us will become rich men.” The man in the black cloak casually introduced, “Depending on the status, there are differences every month. The number of days of leave can only be accumulated together and the rest is staggered.”
As he spoke, he suddenly cursed in a low voice:
“Shit, it was because the captain was on vacation the year before last that we missed the best chance to find the Ghost Empire.”
The pirates still had annual leave. Klein was a little surprised for a moment.
He only felt that the pirate group described by the other party had a strong sense of humor, which reminded him of the spoof Somali pirate recruitment advertisement he had seen in his previous life.
Seeing that the other party seemed to be frightened by his words, the man in the black cloak smiled and added:
“As an adventurer, are you still chasing the legendary powers that transcend nature?
“As long as you join us, you will have the opportunity”
Having said this, he coughed and said:
“Forgot to introduce myself.”
His expression turned serious, no longer as humorous as before:
After giving his nickname, real name and identity, Daniz patiently waited for the other party to show panic and fear.
After a second, he heard the adventurer, who looked polite but seemed slightly crazy in his actions, say in a low voice:
“The Bounty of 3,000 pounds: Flame Danitz”
Daniz was about to answer when he suddenly had the illusion that the other person standing in the dark alley had transformed into an indescribable, hungry monster that was coveting his soul and flesh.
Daniz suddenly clenched his fists, his body lost its previous relaxation and became so tense that he even trembled slightly.
His inspiration told him that he was facing an abyss full of madness and bloodlust.
In this state, Daniz had no idea how much time had passed until the other party spoke again:
“Why are you here?”
“I, I’m