Pirate Codex

The next morning.

The sunshine is quiet and elegant, the sky is as clear as water, and it is so clean that it makes people feel comfortable.

After some troubles and washing, Arthur hung his sword on his waist and led the two of them towards the village.

Originally, he planned to visit the village chief first and obtain temporary residence qualifications for Bonis and Hongmao.

After all, in this world, pirates are rampant and there are many dangers. For the sake of safety, the isolated villages outside the city naturally become more united and exclusive, and are very wary of unknown outsiders.

Not to mention that the village had just experienced a robbery not long ago, which was a time of panic.

Only with the approval of the village chief can the two of them live safely in the village, purchase supplies and practice.

However, after receiving magical healing in his dream, Arthur remembered several villagers of his uncle's generation who were seriously injured while defending the village.

Although after the death of his parents, young Arthur did have resentment towards these uncles, in Arthur's opinion at this time, they had done their best. The desperadoes who specialized in plundering were better than the villagers who were deputy guards. too much.

The village is not big. After greeting several aunts who were out starching clothes, Arthur came to the door of Uncle Smith, the village's blacksmith and guard.

Most of the houses in the village are made of ashlar, and the windows, doors and roofs are made of pine wood.

The wooden door is slightly yellowed, and there are still some scratches from the age. The most conspicuous thing is the fresh scorch mark at the bottom.

"bang bang bang"

Arthur led the two of them to stand in front of the door, reaching out and knocking lightly on the wooden door.

"Who is it?" A dull, childish voice came from behind the door, and then, after a creak, the door opened from the inside.

This is a young man with brown curly hair and a build similar to that of Bowness. His arms are extremely thick, like a strong orangutan.

"Long time no see, Will." Arthur said with a smile.

This is Smithwell, the son of Uncle Smith and the blacksmith apprentice who worked for him. He is slightly older than Arthur by one year, and the two are childhood playmates.

"Arthur" Will was full of surprise. "Didn't you join the navy?"

"I didn't pass the navy selection, so I had to come back." Arthur sighed pretending to be unwilling, and told the reason he had already made up. Then he paused and continued: "I came to see Uncle Smith. ."

"Yeah." Will nodded and wanted to smile at Arthur like he always did, but he couldn't smile, so he had to look back and look at the two people behind Arthur.

"They are companions I met in Gejiazhi City. We will stay in the village for a while." Arthur introduced the two of them with a smile.

Bowness kept a straight face, nodded to Will, and then continued to remain silent.

The red-haired man met Will's gaze with a shy smile. He was about to speak, but seemed to suddenly realize something and closed his mouth again. He just smiled and nodded at him.

Will frowned slightly, feeling that Arthur's two friends were a little strange, but he still stepped aside and welcomed the three of them into the house.

The layout of the house was still the same as in memory, but now it was filled with the pungent smell of herbs, which made people uncomfortable.

"My dad was hit in the abdomen by a lead bullet. Although Grandpa Jason helped to remove the lead bullet, my dad still got sick. His hands and feet were weak and unable to move, and he was not in good spirits."

As Will led the three of them inside, he recounted quietly that all his family's savings had been robbed by pirates, and his father was seriously ill in bed. Only his mother and himself were left. The pressure of life and confusion about the future made them feel miserable. Will felt a little numb.

Could the lead bullet be lead poisoning?

The treatment for lead poisoning is to use antioxidants or metal chelators to promote the excretion of lead, but these drugs are obviously not available in this world.

In Arthur's memory, the village doctor Grandpa Jason used herbal medicine to treat illnesses and other illnesses, relying on the efficacy of the medicine and destiny.

Arthur thought silently and rubbed his fingers subconsciously, hoping that the treatment would work.

After walking through the kitchen and living room and entering the bedroom, the three of them came to Uncle Smith's bed.

The bedroom is not big, with a wooden bed, a set of wooden tables and chairs, plus the candlesticks on them, and nothing else.

Lying on the wooden bed was a figure with a large frame but a somewhat thin body. He was lying on his back on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. The bandage on his abdomen was soaked in black and green herbs.

"Dad, look who's here to see you." Will sat on the edge of the bed, leaned into his father's ear, and whispered.

The figure on the bed was still staring blankly at the ceiling without responding.

Will turned around helplessly and said with a wry smile: "Look, my dad is like this now."

Lead poisoning can affect the human nervous system, causing weakening and decline of memory, cognitive ability, nerve conduction, etc. Uncle Smith's symptoms are very similar to it.

Arthur nodded towards Will, then stood in front of the bed and looked at Uncle Smith quietly.

Except for the wound on his abdomen, everything else on his body was just bruises, which were not serious. It seems that after the pirate fired the shot, he just kicked him a few times and did not cause any further excessive damage.

Preliminary judgment is that it should be lead poisoning.

Even lead poisoning is considered a terminal disease in this village. Maybe there are doctors in Gojiazhi who can treat it, but without Bailey, Will can't hire doctors from the city.

So it’s dangerous to travel through this kind of world. If I didn’t have that strange golden dream, it would be difficult for me to survive, let alone become a hero.

Arthur sighed softly, then took a step forward, stretched out his right index finger, pointed at Uncle Smith's abdominal wound, and followed the guidance in his dream, chanting silently in his heart.

Healing

A faint white light rose in the eyes of the four people, exuding warmth and peace, lighting up the entire room.

"This is"

The three of them stared blankly at the white light blooming on Arthur's fingertips, feeling a little at a loss.

Countless white fluorescent lights floated out from Arthur's fingertips, flying towards the figure lying in front of him, and finally disappeared into it, and the area where the most fluorescent light was absorbed was his abdomen.

"Arthur, what are you doing?" Will was anxious and wanted to step forward to stop Arthur.

This world may have all kinds of strange powers, but for a rural boy with little knowledge, this kind of power that he has never seen before will only frighten and frighten him.

Bowness took a step across, blocking Will in front of him like an iron tower, with a stern face and silent words, and his red hair was slightly slanted to block his side.

"Get out of my way" Will roared and stretched out his hands, trying to push Bowness away.

However, Bowness's feet seemed to be rooted, not moving at all.

At this moment, the white light from Arthur's fingertips had been released, and all of it was integrated into Uncle Smith's body.

After casting the healing spell, Arthur ignored the pushing and arguing between Will, Bowness and Red Hair, and just stared closely at the thin and pale Uncle Smith on the bed.

"cough cough"

I saw Uncle Smith's chest rising and falling, and then after a few coughs, his eyes gradually returned to clarity. After looking around confusedly, he stood up from the bed and looked at Will.

"What's wrong with me"