Pain, incomparable pain spread throughout the body, as if the whole body was to be torn apart.

What is wrong with me?

"Cough cough cough -" His stomach seemed to be filled with water, it was so salty, it was sea water.

Where am I?

My head hurts so much.

Damn, I can't remember anything.

Wait, why is it so dark? You have obviously opened your eyes...

Could it be that my eyes...

"Hey, look, what's caught in the toilet?" At this moment, a slightly lazy voice rang.

Following closely, there were footsteps.

Five people, precise information flashed through their hearts in an instant, and judging from the footsteps, they had already surrounded themselves.

Who could it be?

When this thought passed through my mind, all the muscles in my body had subconsciously tightened, and my entire body was habitually on high alert.

"You look very alert." He probably saw the state of his muscles all over his body, because judging from the touch of his skin, he had very few clothes on him. That lazy voice sounded again, with a heavy joking tone.

It seems that he doesn't take himself seriously at all.

"Boss, let's throw him off the boat. He doesn't seem to have any strength, so don't waste food." Another voice sounded, with a bit of flattery. This guy must be extremely wretched.

"Yes, yes, sir, we have to sail for a month before we can see land. Bibabo doesn't want to eat fish all the time." This voice was a bit honest, and even sounded a bit stupid. He must have grown very fat.

"Well -" the leader pondered for a moment at first, as if he was really thinking about whether to throw himself down.

If he really decides to do that, then based on the current distance, there is at least a 40% chance that he can die with him. Unfortunately, there is no knife. If there is a knife...

Fortunately, he didn't act stupidly and impulsively. After pondering for a long time, he cursed and said: "You bastards, I, Gangplank, have traveled across the seven seas and done countless good things. I have a good reputation."

Everyone knows that..."

"Yes, yes, you often do a good deed, which is to hand over the good things on your boat, and I will send them to you to feed the sharks for free..."

"You have a really good reputation. People call you Mr. Ocean Disaster in private..."

When he said this, there were low voices of dissent all around, but Planck ignored them and said proudly: "So you want me to lose my good reputation and bully a blind man? That's right."

Don't even think about it, Mr. Planck is a good man, yes, a good man. By the way, boy, are you a blind man?" After finishing the last sentence, he seemed to stretch out his finger and shake it, which was obvious.

Feel the wind.

blind?

I?

Yeah?

A long silence.

The cold wind that lasted until December once again blew from the far north sea. The sun cast its last rays of light onto the large deck, stretching the figure of the man who raised his hands and waved them in front of his eyes.

.

It's almost night.

The air is very cold.

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"So, are you really a blind man?" Plank asked seriously again, looking at the man sitting opposite him who was so unremarkable that he would not be recognized if he were thrown into a crowd.

The candle was burning in the center of the table. The weak candlelight finally brought a little warmth and light to the cold cabin. The fine Demacian white candle did not emit a trace of unnecessary odor.

"Yes." The man nodded and answered seriously for the thirteenth time. His face was no longer at a loss as it was at the beginning. Under the dim candlelight, his ordinary face seemed to say no.

Outstanding composure and hardness.

"Okay, then, man, poor friend who can no longer see this beautiful world, something tragic happened to you? A shipwreck? Or something else?" The good man Mr. Planck shrugged his shoulders and looked back.

He leaned leisurely on a beautifully crafted Demacian latest carved armchair that he had snatched from a Demacian merchant ship that had sailed across the ocean from the far west last month, and ended his

Bad taste.

"I don't know." The man shook his head calmly. He indeed couldn't remember anything. He had lost his memory.

"You don't know?" Planck burst out laughing when he heard this answer. He laughed for a long time, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and he even burst into tears. "You said

you do not know?"

"You said you didn't know?" He was still laughing. While laughing, he supported his forehead with his hands and repeated, as if he couldn't bear it, "You said you didn't know?" "You said..." Planck suddenly stopped.

Smiling, he read out the next four words one by one, "Don't you know?" After the last word fell, his head suddenly lifted up.

The candlelight elongated his profile at that moment, leaving a ferocious silhouette in the flickering room.

There must be a murderous light in his eyes. If he were an ordinary person, he would be scared to death. Unfortunately... I am blind.

The man thought this and nodded as if nothing had happened, as if he didn't feel the air around him that was about to freeze to the point of explosion.

"Can you eat first? I'm very hungry."

"Uh..." This sentence made the aggressive Planck pause. In an instant, all the accumulated power disappeared. He touched his nose depressedly and said, "Eat, yes, eat his mother's food. I'm hungry too."

Come on, Proto, you damn bitch, serve me some food quickly, believe it or not, I will throw you to feed the sharks."

"Oh, my dear Mr. Captain, you can't do that, oh, feed the sharks, it's too scary." The voice that said before about throwing the man off the boat rang out, followed by a tall and tall man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

The guy walked in from outside the door carrying a plate. I have to say that he was indeed extremely wretched-looking and a man's intuition was very accurate.

"The freshest tuna, just caught today." A wretched and thin man named Proto put down the dishes in his hands while introducing the dishes, "Oh, there is also clam soup, smell it, how fragrant it is."

"besides……"

"Okay, let's go down." Plank seemed to be unable to stand his chattering, and dismissed him with an irritated wave of his hand. He picked up a knife and fork and motioned to the stranger opposite to start.

However, he remembered that the guy opposite was a blind man, and when he was considering whether to give a warning, the man had already grabbed a shrimp and was about to put it into his mouth.

"Speaking of." Just when the man was about to eat the shrimp, Plank put down his knife and fork and said, "What's your name...?"

The man was stunned again, just like when he found out he was blind.

My name?

My... name?

A rich aroma emerged from the plate, and the steaming heat made the entire cabin hazy.

No one spoke, and the whole cabin was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The man finally put down the shrimp to his mouth, opened his dark eyes that were destined to be unable to see anything, and whispered in the steaming mist: "Who am I?"

Like a lonely ghost with no past.

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Chapter completed!