I Have a Sailing Game-Chapter 157 - 147: Alternative Path Promotion (4-in-1)
"I mentioned to you before, typical Extraordinary individuals gain their Extraordinary powers by consuming a magic potion."
"For ordinary people who haven’t consumed a magic potion, they can only acquire a small amount of Extraordinary power through some special methods, like the Exorcist Hudson we encountered before."
"We became Extraordinary through this method, which is the normal way."
After speaking, Rogel paused for a moment.
"However, there is another abnormal way to become Extraordinary, which is the Alternative Path."
"Some Alternative Path Sequences don’t require drinking a magic potion to obtain powerful and eerie Extraordinary powers."
"Amazing?" Mira was somewhat surprised, her eyes brightened. If she didn’t need to drink a magic potion, could she use this method?
But she quickly calmed down.
It was probably unlikely; otherwise, Captain Rogel would have found a way for her to become Extraordinary through this path.
"But the Alternative Path Sequence is a twisted and insane path of promotion."
Rogel said seriously to her.
He had to dispel this dangerous notion of Mira’s.
"If an ordinary person wants to advance through an Alternative Path Sequence and become Extraordinary, they first need to acquire the corresponding method."
"These methods are rather sinister and crazy."
"Let me give you an example."
"For instance, if an ordinary person acquired the Alternative Promotion Method for the Watcher Sequence."
"Then the requirement of this promotion method might be to remove your own eyeball, transplant it with an eyeball from some Extraordinary Creature or Monster, and then make you spy on certain things..."
"Of course, I’m just giving an example. The methods of Alternative Path Promotion are not fixed."
"As long as you meet the requirements without becoming alienated, you might be able to advance to Extraordinary."
Rogel spoke while frowning.
Because as he recalled the knowledge, he came across some not-so-good descriptions.
"That’s disgusting." Mira showed slight disgust.
Do you think it’s just disgusting?
No, it’s not only disgusting but also unsafe.
Rogel thought to himself.
"So, the maker of this puppet is an Extraordinary of the Alternative Path Sequence?"
Lina asked.
"Very likely, after all, this kind of deceptive behavior through special means is very similar to some of the requirements of the Alternative Path Sequence."
At this point, Rogel thought of Doyle, that bastard.
He surmised that Doyle was also an Extraordinary of the Alternative Path and possibly at a higher Sequence level, so he had set up a trap to mess with him.
There was undoubtedly a big trap waiting for him ahead.
"So what now? Go find this person?"
"Of course, we need to find him." Rogel looked at the puppet on the table: "I want to see how strong he is to have dared to sell the puppet onto us."
Judging by the quality of this guy’s puppet and deceptive means, he is at most a Quasi-Extraordinary, probably preparing to advance to Extraordinary through the Alternative Path.
...
In a secret basement within Goldsmith Island City.
The environment here was dark and cold, filled with a creepy aura.
In metal cages, humans or Sub-humans lay asleep, and even some animals were present.
A Sub-human maiden with wolf ears and tail awoke from unconsciousness.
She felt a sharp pain in her head.
After looking around, she was shocked.
What is this place? How did she end up here?
Clang clang...
The sound of dragging chains echoed, and Noemi looked down to see shackles binding her hands and feet.
Crunch crunch...
The sound of chewing resonated.
Noemi looked up to see, in the lamplight from afar, a figure with a somewhat peculiar shape sitting at a table, grabbing something to eat from a plate with his hands.
Just by the sound, Noemi knew what he ate was sticky.
’Who is he?’
Noemi forced herself to calm down, recalling what had happened before she lost consciousness.
A crippled old man... a puppet... the sudden drowsiness...
’I’ve been tricked!’
Noemi cursed in her heart.
As a hunter of the Wolf Race, being stealthily drugged and imprisoned was somewhat embarrassing.
She hadn’t come to Jeweler Island to find work but to complete a bounty task.
She had finished her task and planned to go home the next day, but unexpectedly, ended up in this awful place.
But she quickly accepted her situation and started calmly formulating a plan to cope.
’Great... they searched thoroughly, almost skinned me too...’
’However, thinking these shackles can hold me is naive.’
After feeling the shackles on her wrists, Noemi breathed a sigh of relief; while it would take some time, she could still break free.
’But what exactly does that person intend to do? Serial killer? Or a man-eater? Anyway, he can’t be a good person...’
"Curse the tribe spirit for never letting my luck improve..."
Noemi thought while twisting her wrists.
At this moment, a groan came from beside her.
"My head hurts, which bastard clubbed me? It’s so damn painful..."
Opposite Noemi, a fat man woke up swearing.
After pondering for a moment, Noemi lay in the cage, closed her eyes, and pretended to be asleep.
Soon, the man across began shouting in terror.
"Where the hell is this?"
"Who did this!"
"Help!"
Moron! Are you afraid your death isn’t quick enough? Does anyone keep you captive just for romance? Are you a Cat Race spirit? How many lives do you think you have to waste like this?
Noemi felt speechless, silently cursing in her heart.
If this man attracted that person, she also risked being discovered.
