Hal’s mind was a complete mess.
He couldn’t understand why a monster who could sprint across the sea and summon water dragons at will would ask common knowledge that even a drunkard in a tavern would know.
But he didn’t dare hesitate for a second, much less ask questions.
He could only tremble as he poured out everything he knew: “Re…
replying to the Lord’s question!
It is currently the year 1538 of the Sea Calendar!”
“The biggest recent event happened a month ago.
A crew member named Teach from the Whitebeard Pirates, one of the Four Emperors, ambushed and killed his own division commander and defected!
Now he’s formed his own pirate crew called the Blackbeard Pirates!”
As he spoke, he hurriedly added with a mournful face, fearing that knowing too little would displease the other party: “Other…
other than that, this lowly one really knows nothing else!”
“I’m just a small fry with a bounty of eight million Berries.
Regarding the affairs of big shots like the Four Emperors, I only dare to listen to rumors in taverns.
I really don’t know anything more!
Please spare my life, Lord!
Please show mercy!”
Having clarified what needed to be asked, Shin scanned the mess on the merchant ship, then glanced at the pirate ship tied alongside with cables.
He tapped his finger lightly on the hilt of his blade and gave the order: “Have your men sail the ship in that direction.”
Hal was stunned at first.
He looked in the direction Shin pointed with his chin—the same sea area the man had come from—and a flash of hesitation crossed his face.
That sea area had nothing but a deserted island.
There was no profit to be made there, and he might even lose his life.
But as soon as that hesitation surfaced, Shin raised his foot and, with a crisp crack, cleanly snapped one of Hal’s intact fingers.
Intense pain instantly surged through his body.
Hal shuddered violently, his mind snapping into clarity as he hurriedly shrieked, “Yes!
Yes!
Lord!
This subordinate will do it right away!
Right away!”
He turned toward the pirates who were still standing dazed and roared like a madman, “What are you still standing there for?!
Didn’t you hear the Lord’s words?!
Everyone move!
Sail the ship!
Go in the direction the Lord pointed!
Fast!”
The remaining pirates had long been scared witless.
Upon hearing this, they fell into a chaotic scramble, scurrying in all directions.
Some lunged for the merchant ship’s helm, while others jumped back to the pirate ship to weigh anchor and furl the sails, not daring to delay for a second as they crawled and scrambled.
Shin looked down at the few pirates on the deck who were still moaning and hadn’t quite died yet.
His hands moved rapidly in front of him, and the hand seals were completed in an instant.
“Lightning Release: Lightning Fang.”
The moment the cold shout fell, a sharp, straight pillar of lightning erupted from his mouth.
The azure lightning sliced through the air, instantly piercing the dying pirates on the deck.
The men didn’t even have time to scream before their bodies were scorched black by the high-voltage electricity, losing all signs of life on the spot.
Hal, pinned to the deck, watched this scene with his blood nearly freezing.
He even forgot the intense pain in his broken finger and eye socket, only daring to keep his head bowed low.
He didn’t even dare to glance at Shin out of the corner of his eye, fearing that if he looked even slightly unpleasant, he would suffer the same fate as his subordinates.
Shin didn’t spare him another glance.
He casually brushed off the stray blood spots on his hem, found a clean spot on the railing untainted by blood to sit down, and sank his consciousness into his body, quietly opening the system panel.
The sea breeze carried a salty, fishy scent past his cheeks.
Shin leaned against the clean railing with his eyes half-closed.
His mind sank into the depths of his consciousness, and the pale blue system light screen quietly unfolded.
[Clan System]
Host: Uchiha Xia Yin
Affiliated Clan: Uchiha Clan
Current Clan Influence: 2,000 points
Available System Points: 2,000 points
Activated Clan Traits: None
Host Exclusive Skill: Eyes of Indra
Held Rewards: Clan Trait Gacha Draw ×1
Looking at the new information on the light screen, Shin asked silently in his heart, “System, what are Clan Traits?
And what specific use does this Influence have?”
The cold system prompt sounded clearly in his consciousness:
“Clan Traits, once activated, can provide corresponding attribute bonuses for all members of the clan.
The higher the trait level, the wider the coverage and the stronger the bonus effect.”
“Influence is comprehensively evaluated based on clan population size, territory control, overall combat power, and clan prosperity.
A fixed settlement is conducted at the end of each month.”
“After the settlement is complete, the system will distribute a corresponding amount of System Points according to a fixed ratio of the Influence.
Points can be used for the Clan Trait Gacha to draw clan-wide buff traits of different levels.”
Shin’s fingertips unconsciously tapped the cool railing.
His brow furrowed slightly as he continued to ask in his heart, “What are the different levels of traits?
How exactly do I obtain them?”
“Traits are divided into six levels from low to high: White, Green, Blue, Gold, Orange, and Red.”
The system’s voice remained steady without a hint of emotion: “A White trait can be drawn once for every 1,000 System Points, Green for 5,000, Blue for 10,000, Gold for 50,000, and Orange for 100,000.
As for the highest-level Red traits, they cannot be drawn with points and can only be obtained by the host unlocking corresponding achievements.”
Shin raised an eyebrow and sneered in his heart, “Ho?
So it’s an idle/management game?
Then as the host, I should have some special treatment, right?”
“Every time the host successfully draws a trait of Blue level or higher, you will receive an additional chance to draw from the system’s exclusive prize pool.”
“Then what’s the specification for the trait draw I have in my hand right now?” Shin immediately followed up.
“This draw chance is an exclusive reward for the host completing the novice mission and simultaneously achieving the [Biding One’s Time] novice achievement.
The draw is guaranteed to be at least Blue level, with a maximum possibility of Red level.”
“Holy sh*t?
So it’s not a guaranteed Red?” Shin almost couldn’t hold it back and cursed in his mind, “After all that, it’s still a gacha pool with probabilities?”
“What game gives you a max-level endgame artifact right at the start?” the system retorted righteously.
Shin choked on his breath, nearly speechless.
“I…
are you f*cking made by Tencent?!”
“Fine, fine, I’ll draw.
I’ll just gamble on some dog-like luck.”
Left speechless by the system, Shin waved his hand and took a deep breath.
Suppressing that slight sense of helpless amusement, he sighed softly and issued the command to draw in his consciousness.
The next second, the system panel in his mind suddenly lit up with a pale blue flow of light, and a massive gacha wheel unfolded.
The pointer started with a buzz, spinning rapidly across the White, Green, Blue, Gold, Orange, and Red trait slots.
It moved so fast it became a blurred afterimage, constantly flashing through his consciousness.
The next second, the rapidly spinning pointer suddenly came to a steady halt.
A blinding orange light instantly swept across the entire system panel, even enveloping Shin’s consciousness in this warm golden glow.
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