MTL - Pirate Alliance-Chapter 12 Caring about food and vegetables

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No one can stop Qiubai from rushing to the sea, in theory.

Although it can't be said that he is neurotic, in fact, there is a trace of madness hidden in his bones...or several traces of madness.

It is very simple and inevitable that individual thinking is integrated into community ideas, and community ideas are integrated into social consciousness, which in turn restricts individual thinking.

In that kind of restricted situation, the expression of individual character is incomplete, of course, there is nothing wrong with it, after all, everyone should be constrained by some collectively recognized rules, which is a protection mechanism at a broad level.

But for the current Qiu Bai, the kind of limitation that has made him in a completely different life has almost disappeared... So the real "self" has awakened.

People who follow the rules in a stable environment, no one can be sure what is hidden in their hearts. Qiubai is like this. After coming here, he suddenly had a kind of "Oh, so I am such a person". idea.

That's why he was able to be so calm when it happened to robbers before... He didn't know he would be so calm before he experienced it.

This is a **** who yearns for tossing and has already started tossing with his life.

It is precisely because of this that after staying on that island for a short period of time, Qiubai set sail again with a small boat.

At this time, the sea is very calm again, and the sea scene with unclear direction is indeed easy to make people confused, which in turn evokes some memories of their past.

Especially those impressive things I just experienced.

Qiubai still believes that he has a "mortal heart". The importance of many things is not measured by the time of existence, and the short-term relationship will also leave a deep imprint.

Recalling the past, it must be regarded as an important stage of his life. The various things here made Qiubai unable to help himself. He even murmured unconsciously:

"The first day the Caesar was away, thinking about it..."

think about it...

it…

Ryoma is a bit more advanced. Now Qiubai misses his Caesar, but there is a painful and happy fact that... just like Ryoma, the Caesar has become a thing of the past.

To be honest, no one can stop Qiubai from rushing to the sea, but overturning his boat is an easy task.

This is what happened. After half a day of sailing from Baron Harbor, Qiubai and Ain encountered a hailstorm... But the hail in the new world cannot be called hail, and hail is actually another kind of iceberg. statement.

Ice cubes with a self-weight of less than 50 tons are not embarrassed to emerge from the clouds at all.

In the midst of this devastating weather blow, the Caesar rode the wind and waves and smashed through thorns.

But it doesn't have the sensitivity and speed.

Qiubai has good sailing skills, and is struggling with tenacious struggles...

But he had no luck.

So after they successfully evaded the first attack, they were smashed by the second "hail" that fell from the sky.

Even with only half of the boat left, Qiu Bai did not give up. He even clenched his fists and said several times to the broken boat in a language that did not belong to this world. "…

In the end, his shameless sincerity and arrogance still worked, or moved, or disgusted God, in short, the hail stopped.

...two hours after the Caesar was destroyed with only one mast left.

So in the final analysis, this is Qiubai's fault. Why did you name the ship after the orangutan? If it was called the "Blue Whale", it would never capsize unless it sank by itself.

How similar is this scene to the last time? But Qiubai would never name the stick left by Caesar again this time.

"What should I do next? It's impossible to return to Balon Island by recording the pointer." Ain's tone of voice was indescribable, but if he had to use one word to describe it accurately, it just happened to be a very suitable one... This has to be called "abandonment".

This location cannot be said to be far from Baron Island, but it is definitely not close, but after losing the ship, it seems that returning to Baron is the only option.

But the problem is that the only recorded pointer has pointed to the next island, and they have lost the bearing of Balon.

"Don't worry, Ain, do you know what to do with the surviving passengers after the plane crash?" Qiu Bai was not very worried.

Although he has a number of sailing skills, this is related to talent, and does not mean how weak his sea survivability is, or it should be said that it is because he realizes that he will capsize at any time. Points are piled on this survival ability.

How open-minded this person is, but it makes people want to cry a little bit.

"do not know."

Ain doesn't even know what a plane is, and she doesn't want to know.

"…"

"I mean, we don't have to go back to Baron. Staying here is the best emergency measure. Sooner or later, we will be saved."

From the nautical chart, they are still on the route, and it is a very busy route. There will never be fewer ships passing by, so the probability of the two victims meeting and being rescued is not small.

The remaining question is when will we be saved.

"Then let me remind you that we have lost almost all the fresh water and food, and it won't last long."

Ain pursed her lips as she spoke, she already felt a little thirsty.

"I said don't worry, didn't we rescue the money?"

When the Caesar sank, it was probably a subconscious action caused by the psychological shadow left by the poor fear in his previous life. Qiubai left the remaining about 200,000 Baileys on him.

Obviously, I should have brought something more important at that time.

"What's the use of money?"

Money is useful most of the time, unless there is nowhere to spend it.

"No, no, in fact, even in a place like this, money is useful." Qiu Bai emphasized.

And as if to verify his words, something flew over at a limited height.

Seeing the flying object, Qiu Bai first blew a loud whistle, then stretched out **** to pick up a gold coin, and then held it high.

The bird, the local natural bird, exists, and this is a bird that recognizes money - the legendary "little connoisseur of newspapers", the news bird.

News bird is a kind of bird dedicated to delivering real-time news newspapers to the sea. It has super cruising ability, can pass through all kinds of bad weather, and its IQ is also a fighter among birds. It has both real-time sales capabilities and can even understand human language in a certain sense.

So this news bird saw Qiubai's movements, and after he circled a few times, it landed on the mast in front of him... If someone wanted to buy a newspaper, it would be sold, and no one stipulated who would soak in the sea You can't care about the world situation, can you?

Then, Qiubai threw the gold coin into the special storage bag hanging on the newsbird's chest, but his hand did not reach for the newspaper, but moved up to the slender and beautiful neck of the newsbird.

Then...

"Crack it."

He clicked.

Looking at the neck of the news bird, it has already been folded in half... To correct it, it also has the function of storing grain, so Qiu Bai's theory is correct. In this kind of place, money can also be used as bait for fishing.

There is still a sense of proficiency in his movements, and it seems that this is not the first time he has done it - Qiubai's sea survivability is at least level 9.

"Are you thirsty, Ain? I just got a bright red drink."

It is conceivable that this bright red drink is definitely not very good in taste, but considering that Ain is a talent who has eaten Devil Fruit, she should accept the little red drink, just drink it like herbal tea.

"What about you?" Ain asked back.

"I'll wait for the next wave."

World journalism needs to continue to lose property, but it doesn't matter, they have so many birds, Qiubai can't eat them all, so it's depreciated.

"No, no, I'll wait for the next wave."

Ain refuses to sell the red drink that she can get, she is not despising anything, but...

She looked over Qiubai's shoulders and looked into the distance, where the shadow of a boat had already appeared faintly.