I Have a Sailing Game-Chapter 128 - 119: Pure of Heart

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to tamper with the message in the letter and let Old Medicine Ding see such information.

This just reveals an important piece of information—he also wasn’t sure if Old Medicine Ding would open the letter.

This is also one of the reasons Rogel showed the letter to Old Medicine Ding.

Therefore, Doyle Devis’s abilities are certainly not as terrifying as they seem.

At this moment, the threat level of Doyle Devis in Rogel’s heart has already dropped several levels.

Regarding the save game data before the contract, Rogel kept it, and ten save slots are entirely sufficient.

But he doesn’t intend to revert the save.

Firstly, if he reverts the save, the content played over the past month would be wasted.

Secondly... he hasn’t even met this guy Doyle Devis in person. If he got scared enough to revert just because of a letter, it would be a disgrace to the players.

Who does Doyle Devis think he is? The mastermind pulling all the strings?

Dream on!

How long did it take for Rogel, from being an ordinary person to having two Boss Level clones and becoming an Extraordinary with powerful Secret Techniques?

All in all, barely over a month.

Normal people wouldn’t have even learned Blacksmithing Skills in over a month.

He really wants to see how an NPC plans to fight against him, the single-player game king demon!

An undying player who controls save and load functions is the unquestionable terrifying big boss!

You can make the first move, it doesn’t matter!

Rogel remained calm.

After putting away the letter, he looked at Old Medicine Ding: "Who gave you this letter?"

Old Medicine Ding was still fuming: "A human named Rider, he is also an Extraordinary and came here to study Pharmacy."

Assumed name, huh...

"What does he roughly look like?"

Since he assumed a name, his appearance was likely disguised too, but Rogel casually asked anyway.

Old Medicine Ding truthfully informed him.

Rogel nodded.

Then, he shifted the topic away from Doyle Devis: "Elder Yao Ding, you’ve given me a lot of help, if there’s anything you need, please ask, as long as I can do it, I’ll make sure to complete it."

"Hahaha, we Medicine Race are quite accurate at gauging people."

Old Medicine Ding heard this and smiled smugly.

This left Rogel a bit speechless.

Was the old man praising him or praising himself?

"Actually, we don’t have anything particularly special we need."

"The reason for giving you Pharmacy knowledge was mainly because you weren’t despised by the Medicine Race embryo. People like you are very rare now."

Old Medicine Ding said, somewhat emotionally.

Upon hearing this, Rogel suddenly realized a problem.

"Then Doyle... no, how about Rider? How does the Medicine Race embryo feel about him?"

Rogel asked.

"Him." Old Medicine Ding recalled, smiled: "Although his personality is a bit rotten, he’s not hated by the Medicine Race embryo either, he’s a pure-hearted person."

"..."

Rogel squinted his eyes.

Doyle Devis pure-hearted?

This name and this descriptor don’t connect at all for Rogel.

He probably used some trickery to fool the Medicine Race embryo.

Thinking of this, Rogel didn’t dwell on it further.

"Please continue to tell me what you need."

Rogel said.

Old Medicine Ding had helped him greatly, and he did want to return some favors within his capabilities.

"I have only one request."

"If in the future you plan to venture beyond the Penance Strait, then you might search for news of our other Medicine Race comrades."

Old Medicine Ding spoke seriously.

Indeed, this was their greatest wish.

"Alright."

To this, Rogel agreed without hesitation.

"Alright, since you agreed, there’s no problem. You may leave now."

Old Medicine Ding waved his little short hand.

"Umm..."

Upon hearing this, Rogel coughed twice.

"What, do you particularly want to chat with me, this little old man, some more?"

"Aiya, alright, I’ll reluctantly agree with you, can’t help it, today’s young people really do have a lot of questions..."

Before he could say anything, Old Medicine Ding began muttering, then he walked to the table, picked up two wooden cups, and placed them on a table.

"Come over and sit and talk."

"..." Actually, I wanted to discuss those fruits and plant seeds with you...

But he also noticed that Old Medicine Ding, being the lone guardian in the Purification Rift for years, was indeed quite lonely.

Just accompany him for a chat, while also discussing these plants and herbs.

Rogel shrugged, moved forward, and sat by the wooden table.

"Actually, I’ve met quite a few of you young folks, I was young once too..."

"Before I grew a beard, the previous elder chose me to go on a journey, searching for my kin, I drank a special potion that could temporarily transform me into a human to have fun in your cities, I tell you, human cities are really fun, even a lady washing my feet in a small alley charges several Silver Coins, luckily I was clever and ran off quickly, otherwise I would have been ripped off..."

Old Medicine Ding began to narrate his tales non-stop.

Rogel listened quietly, occasionally responding.

Old Medicine Ding loved to recount his travel anecdotes.

Clearly, he genuinely liked the world outside Purification Rift.

After all, a long lifespan without exciting journeys would only leave emptiness and loneliness...

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On the Gelin.

Yas was dutifully stationed at the helm, reading the equipment guide Rogel gave while observing his surroundings occasionally.

The sea monster that sank the pirate ship earlier hadn’t made any moves since then, seemingly it had had its fill.

However, Lina wasn’t relaxed, she was wiping her Secret Iron Dagger.

Of course, two carefree crew members had already started chatting.

"Little Mira, come over, the great poet will teach you to fish."

Cardi, sitting by the railing, turned his head towards Mira and said.

"Mind your words, Intern."

Mira rolled her eyes, starting to throw sarcastic remarks at him.

"Are you planning to use your poet’s romance as bait to catch a Mermaid?"

"You’ll probably only catch a stinky sock."

Cardi’s face instantly darkened.

"Mira, don’t underestimate me, I’m not just a poet, I’m a professional fishing master!"

Upon hearing this, Mira couldn’t help but chuckle.

"Fishing master? You dare say that aboard the Gelin."

"Have you never seen Captain Rogel fish?"

Mira thought for a moment, Captain Rogel seemed quite busy recently, leaving his room only to go to the forge, and hadn’t fished much.

"Alright, it seems you indeed haven’t seen it."

Cardi looked puzzled: "What do you mean? Captain Rogel’s fishing skills are really great?"

"You definitely haven’t seen me, Cardi, the great poet, fish."

"Captain Rogel possesses mysterious powers, that’s unquestionable."

"But I don’t think he can fish better than me, Cardi."

At this point, Cardi looked proud.

Then, he felt the fishing rod stir, quickly reeled in while looking at Mira with a face full of smugness.

"See, hooked a big one, this thing must be heavy... hm..."

Cardi felt something wasn’t right, his face reddened as he lifted the rod, his body tilted back, trying to bring this giant thing up.

Mira, at this moment, was also a bit curious, slid her wheelchair to the railing.

Splash!

Water splashed, Rogel’s figure surfaced.

"Damn, whose fishing hook is this?!"

Rogel, pulling off a fishing hook from his clothes’ collar, looked towards the fishing line extending to the ship.

"What?"

So familiar a voice...

But then he felt the tightly stretched fishing line suddenly slacken, falling backward with a thud.

"Ouch!"