From above, The Administrator watched the battle unfold.
At first, he couldn't understand why Luo Shu was charging headfirst into the Black Pearl's endless horde of skeletons.
But as the Pickup Truck Transformer pulverized wave after wave of weakling pirates, the strategy became clear.
New skeletons spawned in the inner ring, while the older, elite warriors were pushed outward.
Soon, the strongest skeletons were trapped on the periphery, replaced by cannon fodder near the captain's cabin.
Then—Luo Shu teleported again, landing behind the inner-circle skeletons.
This time, he spotted The God's gaze.
He'd tried to stay hidden, using the truck as cover, but SCP-173's ability wouldn't activate.
A quick scan confirmed—no other observers.
To normal humans and the Foundation's "CIA team," this was a monstrous battle beyond comprehension.
The reckless had already been swallowed by the Bermuda Vortex.
Only when Luo Shu looked up did he see The God, hovering like a vulture.
One use of "Unobservable" wasted—just to shake off that prying stare and teleport again.
The Cabin Assault
"Unobservable" didn't stop the skeletons.
These creatures lacked conventional senses—they tracked life itself.
Luo Shu had known this since the rum bottle fight.
If the drift bottle could ignore stealth, so could Negro Perta.
That's why he hadn't tried sneaking in earlier.
Now, as he reached the inner circle, cutlasses slashed at him from all sides.
No matter.
Evolutionary Distortion activated.
A psychic barrier shielded him as he bull-rushed the captain's cabin on the second deck.
The weak skeletons' blades bounced harmlessly off the barrier.
The elites?
Trapped outside, useless.
Negro Perta's Last Gambit
The Black Pearl lurched downward, attempting to submerge.
It knew Luo Shu's aquatic limitations—this was its only escape.
But Luo Shu's mind was sharper.
Trying to dive?
Denied.
The Bermuda Vortex, silent until now, surged upward, cradling the Pearl like a dish.
The ship panicked: "We're allies! Let me go!"
Luo Shu smirked.
"Allies? Think again."
"In the Name of the Father"—the Namer Milestone's Effect 3—let him possess named anomalies.
The vortex was his puppet now.
If only it could eat ghost ships, this fight would've ended sooner.
The Bottle
Inside the captain's cabin, Luo Shu spotted it immediately—
A glass bottle on a display shelf.
Within it, a smoky black sea, empty of ships.
This was Negro Perta's true form.
The Black Pearl had been unleashed.
Luo Shu snatched the bottle, raising it high—
"I'll shatter you."
Negro Perta begged through mental link: "Mercy! I'll give you Caribbean treasure!"
"Treasure is worthless. Serve me or die."
Persuasion ability layered onto the threat.
Negro Perta capitulated.
(It briefly considered future betrayal—until Luo Shu recorded it in the Anomaly Compendium.)
Now, it was bound by four milestones:
Anomaly Finder
Anomaly Namer
Anomaly Bane
Anomaly Lord
The most suppressed anomaly in history.
Only the Voodoo Doll had suffered similarly.
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Designation: Unnumbered (Foundation rights reserved)
Title: Ship-in-a-Bottle: Negro Perta (Named by Luo Shu)
Object Class: Keter
Description:
A fusion of 18th-century tech, faith, and craftsmanship. The Black Pearl—a 500-ton galleon captured by Caribbean pirates—was sacrificed to Voodoo gods, becoming a ghost ship sealed in glass.
Crew: 90 pirate spirits, revivable as ghosts or skeletons.
Abilities:
Resize the Pearl (50m max, bottle-sized min).
Sail on/underwater (no physical form).
Weakness: The glass bottle (stored in the captain's cabin).
Special Containment Procedures:
Uncontainable. Destroy the bottle if necessary.
Anomaly Ability: "Summon Ghost Ship"
"Yearn for the* reek of salt, blood, and piracy? *This is your ticket. Just pack your own rations—ghosts don't cook."
Status: Subjugated
The Nuke
Meanwhile, Guantanamo Naval Base prepped its tactical nuke.
Strategic warheads? Too destructive.
This would be a small-yield airburst—delivered by fighter jet.
Minutes from impact.
And The God?
He'd trapped Site-167's exit with a one-way spatial barrier, ensuring the blast's fury focused inward.
No escape.
Maximum annihilation.