Pirate Kingship-Chapter 741 - 483: Power Rebalance—It’s Actually a Pomacea (Golden Apple Snail)?

Chapter 741: Chapter 483: Power Rebalance—It’s Actually a Pomacea (Golden Apple Snail)?

Tupi, Guarani, Carib, Mapuche, Selk’nam... and so on and so forth.

This indigenous beauty should come from one of these tribes, and she is actually a noble Fourth Order Totem God!

The Sailing Logbook immediately displayed her brief information:

"Totem God [Gulf Stream Matron] Apasuna, Age: 80, Authority: Gulf Stream, Fertility, Pestilence.

Her true form is a [Great Bottle Snail], also known as an [Apple Snail], which grew into a Fourth Order Totem God in the northern tropical rainforest of the Hundred Beasts Paradise through the ’Book of the Beast Kinship’ (Volume II)."

Simultaneously, [Hidden: Crisis of the Treasure Fleet, Historical Influence 28] the decryption rate immediately rose from 58% to 80%.

Byron was only slightly stunned, then completely realized:

"So that’s how it is, this Totem God [Gulf Stream Matron] is the thing that the Debo siblings called [Lady Green] were responsible for escorting.

The main purpose of [Puppet King] leaking fleet information was also because of this!

He wanted to stop his elder brother from having children."

All the fragmented clues were connected, and the previous various questions and issues had answers.

[Incompetent] Enrique IV was officially certified as "incompetent" by the Silver Law.

Among the three children born by his second wife Queen Joanna, two sons were proven to be illegitimate children from the Queen’s extramarital affairs, and the eldest daughter Juana was likely the same.

Enrique IV was only stubbornly holding on for the sake of his dignity and the right to inherit the throne.

His most urgent wish at this moment was to have an undeniably real heir of his own, to remove the "incompetent" label on his head.

If he could gain immortality along the way, that would be even better.

And since [Puppet King] Louis could go to such lengths for Princess Juana, even at the cost of the Treasure Fleet to stop his brother’s prosperity.

As the [Father of Modern Medicine], Byron immediately saw through everything.

Even without conducting a paternity test, he could instantly judge that the truth was only one.

— The lover of the former Queen was likely the Puppet King!

His gaze refocused on [Gulf Stream Matron] Apasuna, seeing the blue shell she wore on her head, feeling increasingly familiar. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Then suddenly realized:

"Wait! The true form is an incredibly prolific Great Bottle Snail? Its place of origin is still in the northern tropical rainforest of the Southern Continent.

Hiss—! You’re actually a... Golden Apple Snail?!!"

Ping, decryption increased by one.

Immediately stepped back a step instinctively.

The name was notorious to Byron.

How strong could the reproductive ability of the Apple Snail be?

It could lay eggs 20-40 times a year, with an annual egg production of 30,000-50,000. If it doesn’t warrant "fertility" capabilities, who else does?

In the previous life, being listed as a harmful invasive species by the Gourmet Nation was evident enough.

Of course, it was mainly because they contained so many parasites that even the gourmets couldn’t stomach them.

More importantly, more details appeared in the Sailing Logbook.

The Apple Snail in the previous life was dioecious, while here, the "Great Bottle Snail" was obviously... hermaphroditic!

Meaning this [Gulf Stream Matron] doesn’t need to find other males.

It would even eliminate the need to cure [Incompetent] Enrique IV’s incompetence; she could handle everything on her own.

"This..."

Byron couldn’t help but feel immense sympathy for the [Incompetent] Enrique, whom he had never met.

The King thought he was about to marry a beautiful and virtuous snail maiden, only to end up with an 80-year-old Apple Snail matron, uh, also an Apple Snail sire.

Plus, with all the parasites in its body, it was almost a biochemical matrix.

Byron consistently ignored the word "Queen Consort" from the other party’s mouth.

The Southern Continent didn’t practice monogamy, she clearly didn’t mind if her future husband had other women.

She didn’t even mind comforting the Queen Consort left alone.

As long as this [Gulf Stream Matron] could expand her authority over fertility, having 100 children, even having each person have 100 children, was entirely feasible.

When Byron thought about that scene, his mind was almost shut down when the battle restarted.

"I’m going to steal your heart, liver, spleen, and lungs!"

[Thief Baron] Valyrian, who had already stealthily moved behind the opponent, waved his hand to wield his titled ability.

With a hearty grab, he stole... a bunch of pink snail eggs from [Gulf Stream Matron]’s body.

Although Valyrian turned the pirate "robbery" into "theft."

The core of "randomly" stealing something hasn’t changed. What was the most abundant thing inside an Apple Snail? Of course, it was eggs, with the highest probability of being stolen.

[Gulf Stream Matron] gave him an alluring look, licking her lips:

"I actually have something more than snail eggs, if you want I can give it all to you, hehehe..."

Even though Valyrian didn’t know the hermaphroditic nature, seeing that somewhat suggestive gaze, he couldn’t help but shiver deeply.

On this side, under the Puppet King’s control, the battle returned to a stalemate of three-on-three.

But the best defensive battlefield, which was originally three against one, suddenly took a turn for the worse.

The [Dung Eater] One-Eyed Owl, who was valiantly holding off the Sea Monster Emperor Ribbonfish, suddenly saw a delicately crafted puppet, resembling a little boy, emerge from an armed merchant ship bearing the [Puppet King] insignia.

Wearing a well-tailored suit, it has an unusually long nose.

There it leaned against the ship’s side, naively asking the [Dung Eater]:

"Sir, in your success teachings, who ultimately succeeds in becoming wealthy? Is it the students, or yourself?"

Its glass-like eyes sparkled with a uniquely childlike pure malice:

"By the way, the name my father gave me is [Pinocchio], and for bad children who lie to me, they’ll turn into... a puppet!"