"Jason?"

As Jason Todd, with his classic pirate outfit, walked out of the bamboo house, Barbara, dressed as a classic pirate, was distributing candies and pastries to the poor children. She was surprised to see Mason bringing the two barrels to this world.

And when the furious Jason saw Barbara, he paused for a moment, especially when he saw Barbara walking freely on her legs instead of using a wheelchair. The sharpness in his eyes softened.

"You shouldn't be with Mason Cooper, Barbara."

Jason pulled Barbara out of the crowd and said sternly in the shadow of the bamboo house:

"You have no idea what kind of organization he is in! You don't know what these bastards really want. They are the source of evil!

The actions of the Assassin League in Gotham City are driven by them!

Were you forced by Mason?

Tell me!

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I'll kill him in a moment!"

"In fact, I know, Jason."

Barbara shook her head and said:

"Mason told me all this. He may have hidden some things, but I believe he told me most of the truth. I know that when I returned from that door, I would be cursed.

But it was my own choice, I wasn't forced."

Barbara looked at the children in front of the bamboo house, who were sharing candies while wearing tattered clothes. She whispered while holding the candy barrel prepared in advance by Mason and the Kite Man:

"I made a mistake, just like you. Our mistakes are so terrible that in order to continue living, we must shoulder something heavier.

Compared to the pressure on our souls and self-reproach, maybe helping this civilization and world in the apocalypse can make me feel better.

You don't have to persuade me, Jason, I know what I'm doing.

It's you..."

Batgirl flicked her hair and glanced at Jason.

She paid particular attention to Jason's pupils, and when she found green dots remaining in his eyes, just like what Mason said, Barbara became more worried.

She said:

"The Lazarus Pit has twisted your thoughts and strengthened the darkness in your heart, Jason. We have had the same experiences and sufferings. I know the torment in your heart.

But it's all in the past!

I don't know if I can get out of the shadow of this incident, but I hope you can start over with me.

Instead of being an executioner in Gotham who doesn't know where he is going, maybe Mason can give us a better choice."

"I don't believe him!"

Two-Face stared at Barbara's expression and let go of her hand, but gritted his teeth and said:

"That guy is not a good person. You have no idea what he did that night and what he is hiding. But don't worry, Barbara.

I will stay here to protect you.

If they want to hurt you, they have to get through me first. I promise!"

"Hey, handsome guy with black hair."

Captain Jack, who was leaning against the bamboo house and throwing sweet milk candies into his mouth, became a little impatient. He flicked the rope of the compass in his hand with his finger and shouted to Jason...

"Although Turtle Island is not big, it's not small either. It takes at least an hour to go around. You better hurry up! I don't want to miss the exciting show that will happen on my Black Pearl later.

This will be a day of great profit for me since I became a pirate.

Hmm, the wealth of the whole world is right in front of me, ready for me to take. If it weren't for the damn apocalypse right in front of us, I'm afraid I would jump for joy."

"Go, Jason, explore this new place. Don't worry about Mason, legally, he is still my brother, and he will take care of me."

Barbara smiled.

She pushed Jason and discreetly handed him a black pistol.

This was given to him for self-defense.

Jason calmly hid the pistol in the loose local robe he was wearing, and with a gloomy face, he followed Captain Jack to embark on the road to explore Turtle Island.

As a superhero trained by Batman and having received a year and a half of training in the Assassin League, Jason Todd's observation of the environment and control of details were far beyond that of an ordinary person.

After walking through half of Turtle Island and observing the drunken bastards and islanders who were fighting over trivial matters, Jason immediately frowned.

Even without talking to any locals, he had already drawn quite a few conclusions.

Compared to the chaos of this damn place, even the most destitute residents of Crime Alley in Gotham could be considered "simple and honest."

"Snap"

He followed Captain Jack into a cramped and dimly lit bar, and as a result, he grabbed the wrist of a sneaky guy who was trying to steal something. In a motionless swing of his hand, he smashed the guy against the wall.

This immediately caused chaos, and a dozen unfriendly guys stood up and surrounded them.

Seeing the situation was not good, Captain Jack Sparrow immediately hid behind the gloomy Jason. He poked his head out and showed a polite yet not awkward smile to the people around him. In a pretentious tone, he said to Jason:

"Hey, new friend, you really are a troublemaker. These guys are not easy to mess with. They are the 'locals.'"

"It's okay, I'm really angry now!"Jack flexed his fists, asking in a low voice:

"Can I kill them?"

"It's better not to."

Captain Jack stroked his flamboyant mustache, casually picked up a bottle of wine from the side, took a swig, and whispered:

"There are only so many people left in this world. Even though they're scum, they still have lives. Just teach them a lesson. But they have over a dozen people, and you're alone.

Can you handle it?"

"Heh."

Jack flexed his neck, making a cracking sound.

He squinted his eyes and said:

"They need to find a dozen more people to join them to make this 'relaxation game' fairer!"

Ten minutes later.

A drunken Captain Jack cheered, holding a bag of gems he had snatched from the chaos. He whistled as he followed the expressionless Jason Todd, leaving behind a bar full of injured people.

Todd didn't have a scratch on him.

Except for a small cut on his neck, but the wound had already stopped bleeding due to his excellent self-healing ability...

His glorious record was that he single-handedly defeated at least forty drunkards and thirty pirates in the bar. This terrifying combat power made Captain Jack's eyes shine.

It was a pity that the era of pirates was coming to an end in this damned apocalypse. Otherwise, he would never miss such a good hand and would definitely trick him into becoming a sailor or something.

"Here, one third for you, that's the pirate's rule."

Captain Jack took out a handful of gems from the bag and handed them to Todd, then said:

"Pal, you're really violent. Are you venting your dissatisfaction with your fists? I saw a smile on your face when you were beating them.

Do you enjoy hurting others?"

"Mind your own business."

Jason replied coldly, rejecting the gems.

But after a big brawl, he did feel a lot more relaxed. When Captain Jack handed him a bottle of rum, he didn't refuse.

He needed something to numb his chaotic emotions.

"There's nothing interesting in the next place, unless you're looking for some fun."

Captain Jack found a random spot outside the bar, kicked a drunkard off his seat, and sat down. He gave Jason a lewd smile that all men understood.

He took out another bottle of wine and said:

"But you don't look like someone who would look for fun. So let's just chat here. Tell your brother Jack your story. Even the dumbest rat in the hold knows that you need to listen to stories when drinking. And you do look like you need an audience."

"I'm not interested in opening up to anyone."

Todd still had that introverted but violent young man's demeanor. He frowned as he drank the strange but strong wine, and said:

"Besides, we're still strangers. I've known you for less than twenty minutes."

"Isn't that better?"

Captain Jack blinked his flamboyant, eyeshadowed eyes, femininely twirling his mustache with his orchid finger, and said:

"That way, you don't have to worry about me spilling your secrets. The psychological pressure of killing a stranger is different from that of killing a friend, right?

So if I'm too nosy, you can just snap my neck without worrying about losing sleep.

What I mean is, before we become friends, let's share a bit.

I'm not lying to you.

I do want to get more information about Mason Cooper from you, because I'm about to confront that bastard, and I know nothing about him."

"Honest enough."

Todd glanced at Captain Jack and said:

"But don't bother, you can't beat him. That guy played a group of people like a fiddle a few days ago. The most powerful one among them could destroy your world with one hand."

"Why not give it a try? It doesn't cost anything."

Captain Jack shrugged and said:

"Look at this terrible world, do you think I have any other choice? Come on, grumpy Jason, let's have a chat."

Under Sparrow's superb friend-making skills and his very strange but very persuasive persuasion, Todd, who had drunk most of the bottle of wine, finally couldn't resist the loneliness in his heart and started to talk...

His story wasn't long.

After all, he was only twenty-one this year.

But compared to a normal twenty-one-year-old, Todd's story was so rich and bizarre that it even fascinated Captain Jack, who was a generation older than him.

"So, for some messy reasons, after you came back to life, you chose to help your foster father's enemy kill your foster father, who had raised you.

And you even used the mental trauma of that sweet and kind girl just now as a breakthrough. Then, you shamelessly think that you're helping your sisters, and you call all this 'for their own good'?

Pal, how did you manage to live this long without getting killed?"

Captain Jack took a sip of his wine, gave a thumbs up, and summarized:

"If you were born on this sea, you would definitely be a natural-born bad seed. There would definitely be a place for you among the legendary pirates."

"Do you think I did something wrong?"

Todd didn't get angry this time. He just looked at the flamboyant stranger in front of him. Under the influence of alcohol, he said somewhat irritably and confusedly:"Why do you say that?"

"Because I think you're just a spoiled brat!"

Captain Jack rudely pointed his orchid finger at Jason and said:

"Just because you slept with your stepmother, you would be despised in the pirate circle! And you even tried to force your stepfather to break the strange rules he set for himself.

You may not know, but we pirates also have rules.

We call it the Pirate Code, which is heard by all pirates but followed by only a few. It's a 'professional ethics' that is not necessarily useful in normal times, but can save our lives in critical moments.

But if even these last rules are broken, everyone will suffer.

Once rules are broken, they become meaningless.

This is something even pirates understand.

And you hate your stepfather for not punishing your lunatic for hurting you, but have you ever thought if he really did, would you really feel relieved?

No!

You would only bring yourself another mess. After all, according to you, giving your stepfather enough time, he could even destroy the world.

So those rules are not protecting bad people.

They are protecting you young masters who know nothing about the hardships of the world."

Captain Jack took a big sip of his drink, wiped his mouth with satisfaction, and glanced at Jason before pointing to the chaotic town around them:

"And you think your so-called hardships are tough? Can you endure what we have endured? You have a strict but caring stepfather who is as rich as a king, and a group of siblings who think of you, even after you hurt them.

And you slept with your stepmother...

Damn it!

You can even die and come back to life!

You have everything, yet you still feel like you're living in hell like an unsatisfied lunatic. But those of us who truly live in hell would give everything to have one-tenth of your life.

Listen to me, Jason!

You're just a piece of shit!

No wonder Mason beat you up and brought you here. You really need to be taught a lesson. Alright, talking about your little kid's story is getting boring to me...

Now tell me about Mason.

I don't have much time."

The rhythm of the conversation was unintentionally controlled by Captain Jack.

Faced with his demanding attitude, Jason hesitated for a moment and then opened his mouth to tell Captain Jack everything he knew about Mason.

The more Captain Jack listened, the more shocked he became.

In the end, he realized that he might not be able to defeat the person who claimed to be only 17 years old but acted like an experienced person.

He felt that he needed to prepare for what was about to happen.

Half an hour later, the drunken Captain Jack and Jason, who were arm in arm, returned to the bamboo house by the beach, talking nonsense like good buddies.

Barbara was stunned by this scene.

She couldn't help but suspect that Captain Jack Sparrow had some kind of "super charm" superpower. She had never seen Jason get so close to a stranger.

After handing the drunken Jason over to Barbara and giving him another bottle of alcohol, Captain Jack staggered into Mason's temporary alchemy room.

In the instant he pushed open the door, all signs of drunkenness disappeared, replaced by the alertness of a true pirate.

He looked at Mason, who was brewing some kind of magic potion, and said:

"I have become friends with Jason Todd. I made that kid open up to me, although he might be pretending, considering how cunning he is and how he's been trying to manipulate me.

But I still feel like I passed the test, right, Captain?"

"Captain? That's an interesting title."

Mason didn't turn around and continued to deal with the magic potion in front of him. He stirred the liquid in the crucible while speaking to Captain Jack Sparrow:

"But your performance did impress me. Even Charles, who has been monitoring you, praised your impressive rhetoric. Congratulations, Sparrow, you are now an intelligence officer of Team K.

After we complete this transaction, you can leave with us. We have prepared a very luxurious... well, you can think of it as a tavern in another world for you.

You will be in charge there and work with Angelina to gather information for us.

When necessary, you will also join in the exploration missions, but your role will be in logistics, so you don't have to worry about your life being in danger until we are all dead.

Drink the bottle of medicine on the table. It will restore you to your healthiest state, and then go find Charles to customize your and Angelina's team uniforms.

Welcome to Team K, Jack.

May we have a pleasant cooperation in the future."

Handsome dog Frank