Witch, I'm really not the Deep Sea Ancient God!

After saying that, the little raven withdrew her head and left again.

Her work today was plentiful, as they neared the target crack, more and more people began to show signs of discomfort.

"Tsk..."

Next time, be more careful, Chen Qi patted his face and looked at these oddly shaped small sea beasts, rolling up his sleeves again.

He could now be sure that, with his Deep Sea Affinity, it was extremely simple for him to extract these medicinal materials.

To him, these sea beasts were not monsters but like human children holding lollipops!

And all he needed to do was quickly snatch the lollipops from them!

It would take at most an hour to collect everything.

He just needed to casually take some medicinal materials from the sea beasts every once in a while.

This also meant he had lots of free time today.

Chen Qi turned his head, looked through the small window to the outside, and at the collector's pistol at his waist.

The fog was getting thicker; they were not far from the crack.

He wasn't proficient in the use of firearms, nor did he have knowledge of close combat weapons. He needed to take some time to enhance his combat skills.

At the same time, to escape, it would be best to observe the condition of the entire ship.

That's decided then...

Chen Qi's eyes showed determination.

Time to get to work!

...

...

A busy day passed in a flash, and as night fell, the Sawshark sailed smoothly through the darkness.

"Done!"

Chen Qi collapsed into the chair with ease; today, he had completed his work and had observed the entire Sawshark.

Also, he had taken some time to practice shooting with the pirates outside.

"I'm back, how did the work go?"

The off-work little raven opened the door, carrying two dry loaves of bread in her right hand, a medicine chest on her shoulder, and a leather whip in her left hand.

The whip!

Chen Qi, who was resting in the chair, saw this object and instantly tensed up.

He became fully alert!

On the pirate ship, where an atmosphere of violence was heavy, newcomers were usually targeted. Pirates would look for any excuse to beat them up.

Especially someone like Chen Qi, who had no background and was a slave turned crew member.

Today, while observing the Sawshark, Chen Qi heard talk from some of the crew about Doctor Raven.

This cute yet scheming Ms. Raven, from the previous world's website, was considered a terrifying quack doctor by these bloodthirsty pirates.

She laughed creepily during treatments, didn't administer anesthesia during surgery, and resorted to violence against patients who didn't follow medical orders...

Through violence, Little Raven was an existence many crew members feared.

If one considers her undercover status, this violence could likely be her form of retribution against 'pirates.'

However, according to Chen Qi's speculation, there was another reason.

She might have a sadistic streak!

Especially when she held a whip in her hand! This further confirmed his suspicion!

This was definitely bad news for him.

"Sister Raven, let me help you with that."

Chen Qi immediately stepped forward, smoothly taking the medicine chest, the bread, and the whip from her, and then slowly placed them on the cabinet.

"How did the work go?"

Little Raven twirled her hand and asked.

According to the management lessons the Black-eyed Captain gave her today, after giving sweetness, one must follow with bitterness. She thought it best to establish her authority over the new crew member tonight!

After all, she wasn't very tall, and her voice wasn't harsh, so she couldn't intimidate people with just a look, like the Black-eyed Captain could.

Chen Qi quickly replied:

"The cleaning is done, and for the medicinal materials, according to the guide, I collected a total of nineteen jars."

"How many?"

Little Raven's eager hand suddenly softened.

"Nineteen."

Chen Qi answered seriously again. The previous owner had experience dealing with sea beasts, so this number was not exaggerated.

It wasn't fifty jars because he was lazy and wanted to be realistic.

It wasn't twenty jars, as he wanted to give some face to his immediate superior, this little raven.