I Don't Agree to the Terms

Wang Qi's face sagged, "Alright, alright, as you wish."

Seeing this, others also breathed a sigh of relief. This individual was indeed a Good God, otherwise how could he joke around with Wang Qi like that.

Subsequently, everyone returned to the sea vessel.

Along the way, they encountered a large number of out-of-control, crazily mutated monsters. These creatures didn't attack them, some had become flesh-and-blood plants rooted to the spot, unable to move, while others had gone mad doing all sorts of bizarre things. Madness didn't just mean biting people or being full of aggression; for example, some just stood there foolishly, and others were self-harming—none were insufficient in their derangement.

Upon seeing this scene, Wang Qi and the others felt a chill in their hearts. Without thinking, they knew this was Gu Shanhai's doing, or more bluntly, it was due to those from the Divine Alliance gazing upon Gu Shanhai's true form.

"Speaking of which, boss, since they've turned out like this, why are we fine?" Wang Qi bravely asked.

"Blocked it," Gu Shanhai answered briefly.

"So, seeing your true form really will make one turn into these weird shapes!" Wang Qi's eyes widened.

"Mhm, so you should refrain from staring at me while I'm loafing around," Gu Shanhai didn't refute, as it was true.

"Boss, your ability doesn't quite seem like that of a Good God, it's even stranger than those Evil Gods." For some reason, Wang Qi's urge to backtalk was particularly strong today, even overshadowing his own survival instinct.

Gu Shanhai knew why because there had been some minor contamination, causing a bit of chaos.

"It's because they look cool that they're Evil Gods, what's called a wolf in sheep's clothing. I'm different; this is called 'ugly outside but kind-hearted.'" Gu Shanhai indicated the kid had some nerve.

"But those group of Evil Gods don't have human faces either; they're originally in the shape of beasts," Wang Qi cheekily added.

"Have you noticed that you're particularly talkative today?"

"I know, but I can't help it. Boss, what do you think is the reason? I really didn't want to say anything."

"Don't... no idea."

"My gut tells me you definitely know; when you lie, you do so with great conviction, so this shouldn't be because of you, right..."

"Go back and sleep on it; you'll probably be fine by tomorrow."

"If you don't give me a straight answer, boss, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Can't sleep? No problem, I've got a divine artifact here called the 'Brick', which, when I smash it on the back of your head, ensures you'll sleep like a baby."

"Are you sure it's baby-like sleep and not starting a baby's life over? With the force you're talking about thumping on the back of my head, my late-night snack would be Tofu Brain, right?"

"You can opt for Spiced Duck Blood Curd if you like."

"Ah, what... where's that Spiced Duck Blood Curd coming from, freshly killed? No, wait, why am I the only one affected? Why aren't Fang Chen and the others experiencing this?" Wang Qi's train of thought had just been sidetracked by Gu Shanhai to Spiced Duck Blood Curd, but then he instantly realized why he was the only one in this predicament.

"It might manifest in other ways in them. It hasn't erupted yet. It's a small issue; sleep on it, and you'll be fine." Gu Shanhai felt that even something as insubstantial as this contamination could actually be quite nice when it was light enough to be ignored.

Actually, this was an effect of the Heart Demon's ability after it had mutated into chaotic corruption within the indescribable chaos. Generally, it induces random states that vary from person to person, potentially beneficial or detrimental, or it could bring both pros and cons. Its essence was sheer disorder.

Having said as much, everybody returned to the sea vessel. Wang Qi didn't feel anything, but the others became somewhat reserved.

"Let's head to deal with the Sea Abyss Lord first. It's the closest to us. If all goes well, we should reach it by morning. Of course, if anyone has a better suggestion, feel free to speak up," Gu Shanhai said after sitting down.

Naturally, nobody would contradict him.

"Good, Little White, go steer the ship. We must speed through the night to our destination," Gu Shanhai ordered.

Little White? The crew was puzzled—there wasn't such a person on board.

Then they saw a deer walking out, giving a snort before heading to the helm.

Tang Quan, acting as the helmsman, saw this scene and his expression slightly showed a "what the fuck" vibe, letting a deer steer the ship was not exactly ideal.

"Hmm?" Little White inspected for a while, the deer's face humanizing with confusion—that was, why this ship lacked a throttle.

Without a throttle, there was no way it could stamp on the pedal and blaze ahead at full speed.

"Little White means to ask why the ship doesn't have a throttle because a normal ship would not have one," Gu Shanhai explained to Wang Qi and the others before addressing Little White.

"Hmm!" Little White looked shocked, so without a throttle, how was the ship supposed to move? Was it supposed to paddle with its hooves?

"If you really want to paddle water with your hooves to propel the ship, I have no objections, but I think it would be less effort to just stand on the mast and blow," Gu Shanhai suggested, preferring wind power over manpower.

"Hmm~" Little White wasn't stupid; it would never really listen to Gu Shanhai's suggestion, so it went straight to Gu Shanhai to ask for Azure Dragon.

Little White definitely wouldn't be crazy enough to make Azure Dragon tow the ship;if that were to happen, would it be racing the ship or Azure Dragon?

Its true purpose was to have Azure Dragon help with the transformation of the entire ship. With the existence of the Four Saints Beasts System, Azure Dragon could transform into a multi-functional toolbox and easily complete the transformation.

"You really are..." Gu Shanhai was somewhat torn between laughter and tears, but in the end, he took out Azure Dragon from the Nine States Instrument and casually handed it over to Little White.

Azure Dragon wasn't large because Gu Shanhai found it too space-consuming, so he had shrunk it down to a miniature version—about three centimeters. Yes, White Tiger was also this size; it was mainly for convenience and did not affect their effectiveness.

It all depended on the powers of transformation and size shifting.

Little White took Azure Dragon and hopped ... oh, it didn't bounce, as Little White wasn't as big and heavy as it had originally been, and bouncing wasn't suitable aboard the ship anyway. If it did start hopping, it would probably punch a hole right through the deck.

"Boss, is this your pet?" Wang Qi curiously watched Little White leaving.

"Mount, mount," Gu Shanhai corrected him, "I use it for transport. Don't mess with it if you don't have to. It excels at charging and trampling. Plus, it's an omnivorous deer. If you piss it off, it might not bite you, but it will spit on your face, and I have no idea who it learned that from."

Gu Shanhai suspected Little White's spitting habit was learned from llamas, but despite all the worlds he'd experienced, he hadn't come across any llamas.

So, this left him quite puzzled.

"Got it, I'll stay away from Little White," Wang Qi really wanted to complain, but he held it back forcefully. It seemed that his contamination symptoms were subsiding, not as severe as before. If it had been earlier, he would definitely not have been able to resist complaining why a deer would bite people and spit on them.

"Alright, everyone has had a long night, get some good rest. We'll be able to catch the gods tomorrow." Gu Shanhai waved his hand to signal everyone to go where they'd be out of the way.

Gu Shanhai was not at all polite as he picked an empty room at random to lie down in.

Seeing this, everyone else went to rest as well, feeling mentally drained from the day's events as they had all braced themselves for certain death only to find not only had they not died but had also been shaken up quite a bit.

Everyone was groggy and didn't fall asleep until the latter part of the night. The sound of hammering and knocking continued, which was clearly Little White working on the ship's modifications, but everyone quickly got used to it.

The real problem came later in the night.

"What the hell!!!" Wang Qi woke up with a jolt, feeling an intense push against his back, and a sense of physical discomfort that was spreading little by little.

He felt unsteady as he got up.

"Why is the ship moving so fast? No, that can't be right; how can my ship still be fine at this speed?" Wang Qi knew very well how shoddy his ship was that had been with him since his departure from the seas. It could normally not even manifest one-tenth of Tang Quan's capabilities, and now it was suddenly so dominant.

He was about to get up and check things out when he suddenly found that the ship seemed to have made a sharp turn. Caught off guard, he was thrown out, and luckily he wasn't thrown out of the ship, but he did smash into another room and then stuck against a wall.

"Captain, did you feel that too..." Tang Quan was clutching the handrail tightly, looking at Wang Qi who was slowly sliding down the wall, and said somewhat awkwardly.

"I not only felt it, but I also had a firsthand experience of it," Wang Qi complained. This deer steering the ship was unexpectedly fierce.

"That, well, maybe you could go talk to Little White, ask it to slow down a bit, or else we may not have a peaceful night..." Tang Quan encouraged Wang Qi to go.

"No, the boss said Little White would spit on people; I don't want to get covered in spit, and I certainly don't want to be hit with a charge and a trample," Wang Qi rolled his eyes, suggesting you go instead.