"Well, I should have thought of it earlier. This world doesn't even have the basic knowledge of chemistry. How could it be possible to develop such high-end synthetic fibers?"
André sighed slightly, threw the socks in his hand to the side, and immediately began to chant a spell in a low voice. A circular complex pattern appeared on the ground, followed by a dazzling colorful light. A second later, Little Eye appeared in the same place.
When the little guy saw its master, it immediately flew over happily, rubbing against him like a kitten or a puppy, and made a whining sound.
André patted the magic pet's head gently and said with a smile, "Well, be quiet. Our enemies are everywhere on this ship.
Now we have to think of a way to take them all down. Otherwise, if more people die, it will definitely attract attention, and then … "
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden knock on the kitchen door, followed by an impatient voice shouting from outside, "Hey!
George!
What are you muttering about?
Hurry up and cook!
We're starving to death! "
This shout scared André quite a bit. Fortunately, his mental fortitude was strong enough and he didn't make any sound.
However, dragging it out was obviously not a solution. He rolled his eyes and instantly thought of a way. He quickly imitated Fatty's voice and replied, "Wait for another half an hour!
Can't you see that I'm busy?
When it's done, I'll put it at the door. You can come and get it later. "
Perhaps it was because they were separated by a door, or perhaps the pirate outside had too much to drink, but he didn't hear anything strange. He just cursed a few times and quickly left.
Hearing the footsteps getting farther and farther away, André finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Phew!
Finally fooled them. Now it's time to give these guys something fierce. I hope they can eat to their heart's content.
Hehehehe! "
There was no doubt that he wanted to poison these pirates. As no one knew that the chef had changed, it was the best opportunity. As long as the pirates were not vigilant and ate the highly poisonous aconite juice, it wouldn't take long for them to fall to the ground and die or go into shock. At that time, except for a few people with strong physical fitness, the rest of the people on the ship would be lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
It had to be said that this plan was very insidious, but considering that they were dealing with a group of evil pirates, André didn't have too much psychological burden.
Let's do it!
Four years of hard living allowed him to learn many skills, and cooking was one of them. Before he crossed over, he was a culinary enthusiast. He had always believed that "the most important thing in life is to eat. If you have to make do with this, then you might as well die" as his life motto. Therefore, his cooking skills were very good.
Unfortunately, there weren't enough seasonings in this world, so he gradually lost interest in cooking. Most of the time, he would make do with whatever he could, as long as he didn't starve.
Fortunately, he hadn't forgotten his basic skills. It didn't take him too much effort to return to his old profession. It only took him a few minutes to clean the bacon and cut it into small pieces. Then, he scooped a spoonful of fat and threw it into the pot. He added a few cloves of garlic and stir-fried them together. Following that, he added a handful of soybeans. After stir-frying until it was about 40% done, he added in the dried mushrooms and water.
In the era of wooden sailing ships, sailing was a very difficult thing. The crew basically ate bread that was moldy or had been bitten by rats. The food was limited to a few that could be preserved for a long time. Therefore, André couldn't find many ingredients. He could only hope that the taste of the pirates wasn't too high.
Taking advantage of the stewing time, he poured out the hard bread from the bag, dipped it in water, and fried it in another pot. Finally, he added a little salt to the soup, and a sumptuous meal was ready.
Of course, before he took it out, he also poured all the poison he had on him into the soup pot. According to the calculation, it was enough to put in a few hundred people. As long as they drank a mouthful, they wouldn't be able to survive.
After doing all this, André carefully opened the door and looked around. After confirming that there was no one around, he put the soup pot and the basket of fried bread at the door. He silently waited for the guy from before to come back and get the food.
Perhaps the pirates were really hungry. Not long after, footsteps could be heard outside the door, followed by an impatient voice shouting, "Ah ha!
Today's lunch is really delicious!
George!
I take back what I said before about the food being bad. You are a good cook. Goodbye. "
After saying that, he picked up the soup pot and walked towards the deck. The sound of his footsteps quickly disappeared.
At this moment, André secretly prayed that this guy wouldn't die on the way. He just heard him drink a big mouthful at the door. If there was no accident, he would enter a state of shock in a few minutes.
It couldn't be helped. The toxicity of the Aconite was so terrifying. Moreover, the dosage was so high. It would be a problem if he didn't die quickly.
The anxious wait was quite unbearable. Every minute was a kind of torture. The only thing he could do now was to stare at the information on his retina. He wanted to see when the first experience of being poisoned would appear …
"Poison entered the target's body!"
"Physical quality appraisal: Failed!"
"Target poisoned!"
"Inflicted 3 poison damage to the pirates!"
"Inflicted 2 poison damage to the pirates!"
"Inflicted 4 poison damage to the pirates!"
"Inflicted 6 poison damage to the pirates!"
… …
"Target unconscious!"
"Target unconscious!"
"Target unconscious!"
… …
After a large number of data popped up in his retina, André suddenly fell into ecstasy. There was no doubt that the pirates had eaten the poisoned food. Now, they had fallen on the deck in large numbers. Although no one had died because of their strong physical quality, it was enough to say that.
Seeing that the number of fallen pirates had exceeded 60, he pulled the pulley crossbow, inserted the arrow, and without hesitation, pushed open the door and walked into the cabin with his magic pet.
Unlike the hustle and bustle just now, the whole ship suddenly became completely quiet. The guys who were sleeping in the hammocks were also gone. Only the occasional painful groan from above could be heard.
Obviously, the plan was going very smoothly. The number of poisoned people was much more than expected. It seemed that more than 70% of the pirates could be eliminated without any effort. At the thought of the large amount of experience that would soon enter his account, André suddenly became excited. He trotted all the way through the crew's rest area and quickly came to the deck.
The situation was similar to what Sheyan had expected. The spacious deck was densely packed with unconscious pirates. Only five or six of them who seemed to be the leaders still maintained a weak consciousness. They were struggling to crawl forward slowly.