<897 – Dark Shadow vs Dark Shadow (6)>
The situation of the defense battle on the Jigoku Pirate Ship was finally settled thanks to Sadi Chocolate’s surrender.
“Let’s kill him. Because of that guy, our friends died.”
“Execution! Execution! Execution!”
The Jigoku Pirate Group openly expressed their resentment. Many had died at the hands of Sadi Chocolate.
“Oknodie. Let me avenge our senpai.”
“Hmm. No way!”
“We fought for you, not that guy!”
Sandkooker was furious, but Oknodie had reasonable grounds for accepting Sadi Chocolate’s surrender.
“Are there bigger things behind Sadi Chocolate? The Death Zone is getting riskier, and today is still Friday!”
“Weekend… A weekend worse than this is coming?”
The damage caused on campus by the undead was far overshadowed by the two tsunamis caused by Oknodie, but Sadi Chocolate left quite an impression during the engagement.
The thought that even more dangerous things would emerge on the weekend left Sandkooker and the other students terrified.
“To avoid total annihilation, we need to gather as much strength as possible. This is just like experiencing a one-hundred-dimensional invasion defense in advance, isn’t it?”
“One-hundred-dimensional defense…?”
“I shouldn’t reveal too much to a newbie, but to survive, we have to be able to team up with even small evils!”
Only then did Sandkooker’s perspective broaden.
Weekly Event [Death World].
As time passed, the territory of the Death Zone expanded, and stronger enemies emerged.
Professor Sadako’s Catacombs army existed separately from the Death Zone.
Undead threatening the living were undeniably a fact, but they couldn’t be definitively labeled as enemies.
Oknodie noticed this and accepted the surrender.
The initial expectations for the weekly event were different.
Though small in stature, she possessed wisdom that foresaw far into the distance.
She was far more impressive than someone who only chased after immediate emotions.
“Still… it’s just so unfair.”
“The more unfair it is, the harder we need to roll. Dying is easy, but living is difficult, right? I believe it’ll be more torturous to live hard than to let go easily!”
“…There was another monster that killed Rozgini. But it was the Himbeopsa Richi master who fell. Teaming up with the enemy is completely impossible. I absolutely can’t accept that Sadi Chocolate becomes our ally!”
“I feel the same way.”
“Even to Jigoku?”
“Do you know how many of our crew members have fallen?”
“Isn’t it fair since our undead seniors have become rookie crew members?”
The undead seniors awkwardly replied.
“I can’t remember why we got on the ship, but I’m willing to work hard. Are you planning to kick us out…?”
Honestly, if we only looked at pure stats, the Jigoku Pirate Group had indeed leveled up again this time.
The fallen members would be resurrected, and the number of undead skeletal members had suddenly increased.
As those undead skeletal members fidgeted nervously, Jigoku fell into deep thought.
It was only natural to feel bewildered at the thought of suddenly accepting the dead as crew members, not even a ghost ship captain like Davy Johnson.
“Damn. The balance is insane. I’ve got to deal with the undead crew and kick Sadi out as a ghost captain. How do I choose…?”
Fortunately for Oknodie, Sadi Chocolate, and the undead crew members, Jigoku had a fantasy.
Since they were already starting to make a name for themselves in the underworld, collecting undead crew members was a way to earn the title of ghost captain and build their stature as pirates.
While others risked their lives getting tattoos and spending money on useless ship decorations, Jigoku didn’t need to do that – just showing off the undead crew would shatter the enemy’s morale!
“Hmm. Looks like it’ll just take a little push?”
Sadi Chocolate secretly penetrated the hearts of the undead senior crew members, offering lingering advice.
The seniors, hesitant at the thought of Sadi Chocolate’s lingering presence, found her surprisingly useful advice and perked up, nodding repeatedly.
“Captain. Every time an enemy ship appears, wouldn’t you want to threaten them that if they don’t hand over their treasure, they’ll be used as undead until their bones turn to dust?”
“Of course! That’s in my top ten wishes if I become a captain!”
“Those who die at the hands of the Jigoku Pirate Group will be resurrected as undead, so pirates who dare to challenge us won’t have the courage.”
“Oh, but sometimes we should fire cannons and such. If they all run away in fear, that wouldn’t be too good.”
The heart of a captain is tougher than a woman’s heart!
Seeing this, Oknodie slyly chimed in to help.
“Sadi can handle all kinds of mana. If we take her on board, she can manufacture all types of Mana Cannons without the help of elemental stones or enchanters!”
Jigoku made a generous decision.
“Pirates are allowed to resurrect after being born. Just imagine saying you’re a pirate who died and came back from the depths of hell; how much dignity would that give our crew?”
Due to his role, Jigoku decided to bear the deaths of the pirate crew members without any unfairness.
Although he might not know, it was unnecessary worry that his fellow crew members might disagree since they were mourning their friends.
“So we don’t have to plunge all the money we’ve earned into the captain’s cannon?”
“Ha, it’s liberation. It’s liberation!”
“We don’t need to go pirating every day after school. There’s extra money in the budget!”
“Hooray for Sadi!”
“Hooray!”
The response was so generous that it even surprised Sadi Chocolate.
“Is it really okay to accept me this easily?”
“Hmph. Just be prepared to work us hard in return.”
Now that Sadi Chocolate had joined, the miscellaneous undead students emerging from the Death Zone were no longer objects of fear.
In fact, the scattered students turned into new crew members as soon as Sadi laid eyes on them.
Before long, the number of dead crew members on the Jigoku Pirate Ship surpassed the living!
What the Jigoku Pirate Group did with their newfound crew was…
“Ugh, the dormitory is collapsing!”
“Where are we going to sleep?”
“Please, someone help me!”
They became rescuers for the students who lost their homes due to the tsunami and were floating on the water, relying on emergency floatation magic.
“I’ll lower the rope; tie yourself up!”
“I’ve tied myself!”
“Hey, why is this so heavy? Is this a single girl?”
“Senpai, living humans have flesh, not just bones.”
“This is anti-living sentiment, apologize quickly!”
“Huh? Oh… is that so? Sorry for calling it heavy…”
Jigoku held his head in his hands at the hilariously chaotic dialogue between the human and skeletal crew members.
Of course, there was no guarantee that the student being rescued was normal.
Where the person who should be tied to the rope was supposed to be was a stack of assignments spinning around instead.
“Hey, what’s this?”
“It’s a research assignment that’s more precious than my life. I can be resurrected if I die, but assignments, assignments can’t be brought back!!”
“…!”
“Please, please don’t waste my month of effort!”
“Wow, a month for a single assignment? I can’t even scold you for being insane. Stick a name tag on it and load it in the cargo hold.”
Upon hearing that the Jigoku Pirate Group would safely store their assignments, even the seniors who were desperately protecting their papers sent emergency signals from their magic watches.
It became a bizarre pirate ship carrying more assignments than people, but knowing the harshness of the academy, the students showed pity for others’ assignments as if they were their own.
“Oknodie. Don’t you feel sorry for the kids’ assignments? Did we really have to create a tsunami this severe?”
Voices of complaints arose toward Oknodie, who had gone even further than the undead.
“The Jigoku Pirate Ship you’re riding on was created by the Wahyhiemhai Foundation!”
“Honestly, it’s just so hot this summer; I wanted to do a wet show. I should have done it sooner.”
“Ehehe, I’m sorry!”
There were complaints about the lack of space to store assignments and the complicated storage procedures for chemicals, suggesting they should start charging a storage fee, but that was for Jezel, who was searching for business items – it had nothing to do with Oknodie’s interests.
Sadi Chocolate was curious about the enemies that Oknodie, who had accepted her as a rival, was wary of.
“What is it that you fear, if you don’t even see Professor Sadako as a true enemy?”
“The enemies the principal dipped in his past academy days?”
Sadi rested her chin on the railing, contemplating.
And then she came to a conclusion.
“Can I not go back to the Catacombs?”
“It’s too late!”
Even Oknodie was afraid as the sun of “Saturday” rose.
The dreaded weekend had come.
The situation warned by the former hero Destroyer had begun.
Bbeeeeep!
The urgent siren blaring.
Magic weapons shooting up from the ground, as if entering a wartime state after an air raid alarm.
The upperclassmen who hadn’t even shown their faces to block the death zones of the upperclassman lecture halls or exclusive facilities appeared.
“This is real.”
“All the remaining power of the Death Zone has merged.”
“Oh God, my life can be resurrected, but please keep my assignment safe…”
As ominous signs continued to unfold, the students’ gazes locked onto one point.
The first absolute-tier world raid boss monster had appeared on Gift Island, a flying absolute-tier grade 8 monster with a diameter of 300 meters.
A being once considered divine but now lost its divine status, referred to as Asin 亚身.
This creature, made of enormous noodles, was called something by the world.
“It’s a flying spaghetti monster!”
All the students responded with faces full of disbelief.
“What did you say?”
“Spaghetti?”
“That thing is an 8-tier monster…?”
Truly, amidst the atmosphere where no one could foresee what would happen, the students turned avidly towards Oknodie, longing for a description.
“So what does that mean for us?”
“What’s its purpose? Is it going to chop off our heads and spread our brains like spaghetti?”
“That’s too scary!!”
The students’ creative imaginations scared Oknodie.
“It won’t do such a vile thing!”
“Then what’s the real deal?”
“The flying spaghetti monster is a god of waste formed from the fusion of magical waste and food waste discarded by ultra-ancient civilizations that thrived in prosperity within the Middle Realm. It will vanish once it sees plenty of food, ensuring that no garbage is left behind before it consumes!”
“What happens if it can’t eat?”
“If it can’t dine, it will force us to consume 100,000 calories a day to prevent a miserable magical entity like itself from being born from waste!”
Though it was different from what everyone expected, it was undeniably a significant crisis looming ahead.
