"Red Nose, the Ark coin can actually strengthen the old fellows we hold!"
Beside the dock at Seagull Port, a short-haired man flicked his shiny curved saber: "It's a rare opportunity, why don't you give it a try?"
"Hey, your news is outdated."
The nearby Red Nose Captain polished the Ash Soil coin in his hand, responding with a smile: "Now they're saying this thing can act as a protective talisman at sea, carrying it scares off the filth beneath the waves."
"Tsk, I think you've been drinking yourself into a stupor; the rare opportunity for enhancement is right there, why not grab the solid survival assurance quickly?"
The short-haired man was clearly a practical type: "By consuming one more Ark coin, our weapons will be more reliable. Don't let yourself be fooled by rumors about a 'protective talisman'."
"Can't we try if it can be a protective talisman and find out? Ah..."
Red Nose Captain instinctively bit the Ash Soil coin, instantly grimacing in pain.
