The fishing boat departing from Whiskey Peak Town included Mr.11 and Miss Wednesday, along with nearly ten bounty hunters, all of whom were millionaires.
Within Baroque Works, the President and Vice President held the highest positions, followed by Senior Agents, and then Intermediate Agents.
There were five Senior Agents and over eight Intermediate Agents.
Among them, two hundred billionaires were led by Senior Agents, and one thousand eight hundred millionaires were led by Intermediate Agents.
Billionaires were only prioritized to fill vacant agent positions.
The entire boat had about ten millionaires, whose strength was ordinary but significantly greater than that of regular people.
The ship sailed away from Whiskey Peak and headed into the vast ocean.
After traveling some distance, dark clouds gathered ahead, and lightning flashed within them. Mr.11 shouted, "Hurry and avoid it, don't enter the thunderstorm area!"
"Yes."
The helmsman quickly turned the rudder, narrowly avoiding the thunderstorm area and steering away.
"Gurararara, this is truly dangerous. When will we not have missions?" Miss Wednesday, dressed in a frog suit, said with disappointment.
"That will have to wait until our ranking improves," Mr.11 said, shaking his head. "After all, we are only Pioneer Agents."
Intermediate Agents were also called Pioneer Agents, and their role was to recruit funds for Baroque Works.
Senior Agents, also known as Chief Strategists, carried out high-level missions.
Miss Wednesday brandished her gun and said, "But when can we improve our ranking? We have to set sail once a month to prepare food. Besides the danger, there's no chance to earn merit."
"Don't worry. There will be opportunities," Mr.11 said, narrowing his eyes, his intentions unclear.
The sea vessel dodged the thunderstorm area and proceeded to a calmer stretch of water.
"This is good."
Mr.11 shouted, "Stop the boat, prepare the bait."
"Yes."
The bounty hunters responded, bringing out a pig and a cow from the ship's hold. They dragged the pig to one side of the boat, near the Harpoon Crossbow. A pulley system was mounted on the ship's railing, with a long chain and a massive fishhook. The bounty hunters hung the pig on the hook, made several bloody gashes on its body, and threw it into the sea.
The pig's limbs were bound, and it was already on the verge of death. However, after being cut open, it thrashed again, blood flowing out and spreading with the current into the distance.
"Let's succeed this time. We only brought four livestock, so we have only four chances, but we must catch at least one Sea Fish," Mr.11 said, standing by the ship's railing.
Everyone else waited attentively, quietly anticipating a Sea Fish taking the bait.
Before long, the seawater surged, and a colossal entity slowly approached.
"It's too big, lower the pig!" Mr.11 shouted upon seeing the massive dark shadow below.
A Sea Fish of this size, if hooked, could drag an entire Pirate Ship out of the water.
Splat.
Two bounty hunters first pulled up the pig. Two others climbed onto the fishhook, and with one knife each, they cut into the pig's rib cage, separating it and letting it slide naturally.
Crack.
The Sea Fish bit onto the pig's carcass and swam away.
Seeing this, Mr.11 let out a sigh of relief and then said, "Sail in the other direction and continue in an hour."
The sea vessel continued forward, changed areas, and lowered the fishhook again. This time, the carcass of the cow was hung on the hook.
Boom.
Before long, another massive dark shadow attacked.
"It's here! This Sea Fish is thirty meters long, we can hunt it, prepare yourselves," Mr.11 shouted.
Crack.
The Sea Fish bit the hook and was immediately snagged by the sharp barb, but it wasn't enough.
The Sea Fish swam away, pulling the boat and causing it to tilt. If this continued, the boat would be dragged.
A fish this large would take four to five hours to exhaust.
More importantly, the fishhook might not hold for that long.
"Prepare the Harpoon Crossbow, aim for the Sea Fish's mid-to-rear body to disrupt its balance."
Under Mr.11's command, the Harpoon Crossbow on the right side of the ship's railing rotated, aimed at the Sea Fish, and the trigger was pulled.
Zing.
A massive bolt shot out, embedding itself in the Sea Fish's body on the rear side.
A rope was attached to the bolt, and as the Sea Fish struggled, the tightening rope held it in place.
"Wednesday, it's not enough. Prepare, aim in front of the first dorsal fin," Mr.11 shouted loudly, raising the yellow gun in his hand.
"Yes." Miss Wednesday immediately raised her gun and aimed it at the Sea Fish.
"Fire the Frog Gun."
Miss Wednesday pulled the trigger, and from the uniquely shaped firearm, a circular bullet decorated with a frog was fired.
Meanwhile, Mr.11 raised the yellow gun in his hand and pulled the trigger, firing a square die.
The frog bullet and the die touched in front of the sea fish's dorsal fin, then collided.
Boom.
An explosion rang out, blasting a bloody hole in the sea fish's back, and the front of its dorsal fin was torn apart.
"Oh, hehehe, one more shot should do it. Aim for the sea fish's head," Mr.11 said with a laugh, raising his gun again.
Miss Wednesday also pulled the trigger, and the frog bullets shot out, the two bullets colliding once more.
Boom.
Another violent explosion, this time blasting a bloody hole in the sea fish's head.
The sea fish's body was still writhing, but its strength was weakening. It wouldn't be long before it died.
"Ribbit, ribbit, it's a pomfret, not bad," Miss Wednesday stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.
"It's not over yet. Prepare to return to port and leave quickly. Be careful not to attract other sea fish," Mr.11 shouted.
Going out to sea to fish was fraught with danger and difficulty, with harsh weather and giant sea fish.
But the most dangerous part was the swarm of other sea fish and even sea beasts that descended after a catch.
Following Mr.11's orders, the pirate ship immediately adjusted its sails and began to move away from the area.
But just then, the ship rocked violently.
"What's wrong? Is the sea fish not dead yet?" Miss Wednesday swayed her legs, steadying herself.
"It's not the sea fish we caught. This pomfret is already dead. Check the surroundings, there's no attack from this side," Mr.11 said, quickly walking to the ship's edge.
"Sea fish, there's a black fish underwater," a bounty hunter shouted from the other side of the ship.
"Let me see." Mr.11 hurried over.
Boom.
The next moment, the ship was hit again. Mr.11 saw the sea fish below and said with a grim expression, "The ship is cracked. Get the shipwright down to fix it. The rest of you, prepare to attack with the harpoon crossbows. Miss Wednesday, hurry over here."
"Yes."
Miss Wednesday bent her knees and sprang, leaping to Mr.11's side, tracking the sea fish.
But the black fish had already moved far away underwater, getting further and further away.
"Is it gone?" Miss Wednesday asked, frowning.
"Don't let your guard down," Mr.11 stood there, staring intently at the sea, and shouted, "It's coming again."
As he spoke, the black fish in the distance charged towards them, its body hidden beneath the surface of the sea, crashing into them again.
Zing.
The harpoon crossbow fired, and the moment the black fish got close, it pierced the seawater and hit the black fish's head.
Bang.
The harpoon crossbow shot into the water, directly hitting the black fish's head.
Pfft.
The scales on the black fish's head shattered, but the harpoon crossbow had no more power to advance and slowly slid off.
"Its power is less than that of the Lionheart Pirates' crossbow bolt."
The black fish opened its mouth, revealing a mocking expression, and slammed into the pirate ship.
Boom.
The third impact. The pirate ship cracked and slowly began to sink.
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