When you close your eyes, countless stars fall, and the originally bright night sky is instantly invaded by darkness, like an eerie abyss.

A towering giant tree sways its branches, and its fruits emit colorful light, like a lamp illuminating the darkness.

Suddenly, light spots as thick as an arm appeared on the trunk of the giant tree, and a white light vortex formed within it, and then a dazzling white beam shot out!

It penetrated Russell's body in an instant, and after a scorching heat, his soul was swallowed up by the beam.

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April 10, 1912.

night.

Port city in western France - Cherbourg.

The oil lamps emitted a faint light that seemed to compete with the bright moon, and the pier was full of people, making it a noisy and prosperous scene.

In the shallow water, on a bench not far from the docking point of the ship, a pair of black eyes slowly opened.

Russell immediately stood up, pulled out the delicate and short Beretta M1934 from his armpit, and kept an eye on the surroundings. After observing for a while and seeing if there was no danger, he put away the gun.

He lowered his head and looked at his clothes, which were lined with a standard gentleman's shirt and vest, a black windbreaker, a black gentleman's hat, and a pair of high leather boots.

At this time, there was an exclamation from the distance.

"Oh! God, is this the Titanic?"

"She looks exactly like the Olympic."

When Russell heard the sound, he turned around and saw a giant cruise ship with bright lights, vague people passing by on the deck, and four chimneys nearly 20 meters long, billowing black smoke, slowly docking in the deep water.

"Mrs. Brown? Did she come to see Titanic too?"

"She is a rich person, how could she watch such excitement like us poor people."

"What a rich person, she is a nouveau riche!"

Russell looked sideways and saw a short, fat woman wearing a black velvet fur coat and a lady's hat, walking towards the shallow water pier with six followers carrying bags and luggage.

Titanic…

The Unsinkable Mrs. Brown…

[Arrived in the world of "Titanic"]

[Identity: Russell Walker, 19 years old, young explorer in London, England]

[Background: Two years ago, your parents and others went hunting in the mountains, but were shot and killed. In order to find the murderer, you chose to be an explorer and spent two years traveling along the Mediterranean coast, finally finding clues to your enemy.

Sean Thompson opened a taxidermy museum on the other side of the Atlantic in New York, USA. In fact, he was an Irish gang leader.

You want to go to New York, USA, but don’t have money to buy a ticket...]

[Goal: Board the Titanic and survive the disaster. Go to New York to live a good life with Ruth.]

Four goals.

First we have to board the Titanic...

Russell glanced at the attribute board and saw that the cash box was empty.

He looked up at the pier. Mrs. Brown was standing next to the boat, watching her entourage carry luggage to the boat. People around her stopped talking and went about their business.

Russell straightened his collar and walked over.

"Mrs. Brown."

She turned her head when she heard the sound and saw a tall, strong and handsome young man.

"What's matter?"

"I think you need a bodyguard to protect your safety. After all, you have a lot of money. If you are kidnapped and blackmailed by gangsters after boarding the ship..."

Mrs. Brown smiled and said: "Are you recommending yourself? Young man, you are worrying too much. There are many sailors on the Titanic, and they will protect the safety of the passengers."

Russell took two steps forward, less than half a meter away from her, staring down at her.

"No, I think you will agree. After all, I am so close to you. Except for me who can protect you, it is difficult for others to get close."

As Russell spoke, he pulled open his trench coat and exposed the gun under his arm.

When Mrs. Brown saw it, her eyes shrank and she stepped back in fear, but her heel tripped on a stone embedded in the ground and she immediately leaned back.

Russell hurriedly stepped forward to hold her arm, "Mrs. Brown, look...if it weren't for me, you would have fallen, wouldn't you?"

The attendant who was carrying the cargo on the boat saw a stranger approaching Mrs. Brown and yelled: "Who are you? Stay away from the lady! What about you, boy!"

"Hey, who are you? Madam, do you know him?"

Mrs. Brown shrank her neck, looking frightened and shaking her head slightly.

When the three male followers saw it, they jumped out of the boat and strode over.

"Get away, this is not a place for you to be a rogue!"

One person raised his finger and pointed at Russell's face, scolding: "Boy, let go of the madam and get out! Otherwise you will feel the temperature of the sea water!"

Russell put away his smile and slowly let go of Mrs. Brown's arm.

At this moment, Mrs. Brown was trembling with fright, looking at Russell's face in fear.

"Madam, I don't mean any harm. I just want to board the ship to New York and make some extra money."

After speaking, Russell turned to look at the tall and thin man with a bamboo pole pointing at him.

Suddenly, he raised his hand, grabbed three fingers of the bamboo pole man, and pulled them upward.

The bamboo pole man and Mrs. Brown simultaneously screamed in severe pain and fear.

"Shut up!"

Mrs. Brown immediately raised her hands to cover her mouth, panicked and wanted to run away, but her legs were weak and she collapsed on the cold ground as soon as she took a step forward.

The bamboo pole man was still wailing, his fingers were broken, and his body leaned forward and half-knelt on the ground.

Russell glared coldly, raised his bent arm, and hit his skull with his elbow.

In an instant, the man with the bamboo pole suffered a head injury and fell to the ground and passed out.

The remaining two stared at each other blankly, then gritted their teeth and ran towards him.

"Dare you kill someone?"

"court death!"

The two shouted loudly, and the people around them saw that there was something going on here, and they all came forward to watch and discuss.

Russell stepped forward and jumped up. He bent his knee and put it on the man's chin. He heard a snap, the mandible was broken, the fangs were nailed into the tongue, and blood poured out instantly!

When he landed, Russell twisted around and stabbed the other person in the face.

One punch broke the nose bone and maxillary bone, shattered the teeth, and was swallowed by the man's conditioned reflex.

In an instant, the two of them fell to the ground at the same time, covering their noses and mouths, their hands and sand stained red with blood, and they were rolling on the ground whimpering.

Russell stood there and scanned the crowd, saw Mrs. Brown slumped on the ground, and quickly ran over and knelt down to help her.

"Mrs. Brown, these three scoundrels have been dealt with. You don't need to be so nervous. It's okay. Please ask me to protect your safety. This is what I should do."

Russell held her arm and pulled her up from the ground.

"Madam, what do you want to do with them? I suggest you hand them over to the government and imprison them until you come back from New York. What do you think, madam?"

Russell grabbed her hand and put it under her armpit. Mrs. Brown blinked cowardly and said with trembling lips: "Let them go. Let them go."

"Okay, as you wish. Don't be afraid, the bad guys have been eliminated and you are safe now."

Mrs. Brown nodded cautiously.

The three female attendants on the boat looked at him timidly, opening their mouths to breathe but unable to make any sound.

Russell turned to the crowd and said: "Is there any kind person who can send them to the hospital? Madam will pay 10 cents as a thank you."

"Send the gangsters to the hospital? Just throw them into the sea!"

"I don't make this kind of money!"

Russell looked into Mrs. Brown's eyes and said, "Ma'am, how about $1?"

The lady nodded timidly: "Okay."
Chapter completed!