Nautical Diary: Chapter 1.

In the first hour of going out to sea, the wind was calm, nothing happened, and I was bored and just wrote a diary to pass the time.

I don't want to write any more after writing a few dozen words, just ask my twelve future ghostwriters.

It's really funny, only two of the twelve people can write, and the rest are actually good at drawing, cooking, and housework.

Oh my God, I'm bringing a team of "housekeeping brigades"?

Forget it, just have it, can't I still expect them to publish a biography for me.

The hour is almost over, at the speed of the "Wasteland", I can't see the coast for a long time, this is really boring, I knew that these people are good at drawing, I should have asked Bluetooth to stop me from sending a group of people to me, and then draw that picture and hang it on my boat.

The first hour was over, nothing happened, just wait until the afternoon to write another article.

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Nautical Diary: Chapter 2.

It's so boring that I can't last until the afternoon, so I'll write one every hour.

In the second hour of going out to sea, there was no cloud, I guess I had been bored for a long time, I found that the Great Wild Sea was very beautiful, looking down from the boat, the sea water was light black, with a hint of breeze rising and falling, but I always felt like something was peeping? Is it an illusion?

I'd love to go in the water and see it, and I'd be happy if there was something underwater.

Dozens of minutes passed, and my hopes were dashed again, and I didn't even see a ghost.

It doesn't make sense at all, I can feel the breath of life underwater, there should be a whole ecosystem.

Why haven't there been big monsters attacking me, and no pirates attacking me???

My general reminded me that I was too anxious.

Sure enough, it was the general I chose, and it really made sense, so I decided to make him the commander and give him a code name, just call him "Zi Mouse".

It's good, the hour is over again, and you can't always sit in the cabin and write a diary and go out for a walk.

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Nautical Diary: Chapter 3.

In the third hour of entering the sea, the speed of the ship at this time is about 30 knots per hour, and the fastest speed of the Kaihuang can reach 75 knots per hour, but there is no need for that.

30 knots per hour is not slow, and it is better to be cautious in the unknown seas.

The above words are written by me, and as for myself, of course, I think the sooner the better. But as a good captain, it is better to listen to the opinions of the crew.

In the past three hours, the Pioneer was about 160 or 70 kilometers away from the coast, and at this moment, there was nothing to be seen except the sea and the blue sky.

I named each of the 12 generals, according to an interesting setting called "Zodiac" in a certain world.

The 12 zodiac signs are: Zi (Rat), Chou (Ox), Yin (Tiger), Mao (Rabbit), Chen (Dragon), Si (Snake), Wu (Horse), Wei (Sheep), Shen (Monkey), You (Rooster), 戌 (Dog), Hai (Pig).

The 12 zodiac signs have a very long history, not only representing the culture of the world, but also in the changes of history, from the figurative representation of the twelve earthly branches, and even tending to be deified, each of which not only has rich stories and legends, but also has some unknown power to protect the people of faith.

In some places, there is a custom that when a child is 12 years old (that is, the first natal year after birth), he or she is given zodiac ornaments that are in line with his birthday, which can give the wearer the power of the blessing of the natal zodiac, which can range from gold, silver, copper and iron to agate and jade, and jade is generally preferred.

It's a bit far, in short, my twelve generals have names.

By the way, the two people who ghostwrote for me are: Weiyang and Wuma.

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Nautical Diary: Chapter 4.

I just talked about the zodiac and a certain world.

That world is really interesting, where the Terrans are flourishing, overpowering all living beings.

That world should be in the aftermath of destruction, without the slightest spiritual power and aura, and even if there is a spiritual aura, it is mostly destroyed by war.

Interestingly, most of the beasts in that world that are harmful to the human race are in danger, but they must be protected by the human race, otherwise there will be a threat of extinction. On the other hand, the most harmful to the human race is in itself, and the evil of the human heart is more ferocious than any kind of beast.

It was a world where "beasts can't eat people, and people are good at eating people".

Personal force is not the standard for judging classes in that world, nor is wisdom, I heard them say that "emotional intelligence" is, but most people just regard cheating and swivel and human sophistication as emotional intelligence, isn't it ridiculous?

Emotional intelligence clearly refers to a person's ability to control their emotions, people with high emotional intelligence are not prone to outbursts of joy and anger, while people with low emotional intelligence are moody.

Whether it's stealing or cheating, or being sophisticated, that's all a means, but emotional intelligence is a talent, and some things can't be obtained by saying that you can learn and change.

What's more interesting is that when you are in a low position, you should be appreciated for having the courage to take responsibility, and after being in a high position, you can be good at shirking responsibility for a long time.

Is this a contradiction? Isn't it a contradiction, if the high-ranking person doesn't push out the responsibility, how can you, the low-ranking person, bear it?

Unconsciously wrote another diary, alas, this damn danger, where are you?

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Nautical Diary: Chapter 5.

It's the fifth hour, and if it weren't for the fact that I don't have to eat, it would have been cooking time.

My twelve generals don't need to eat, and their energy supply is enough to last for decades, as long as they don't continue to operate at high consumption.

It was also at this time that the danger I was expecting finally came.

Very well, you stay here, I'll meet it.

Hey, you don't need to write this sentence.

There is no need to ...... this sentence Forget it, you can write it as you like.

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The hatch closed silently, and the Demon Lord was happy, probably because he had finally gotten rid of his boredom.

What is boredom? The Demon Lord is so afraid of it? So afraid that he has recorded so many words in this "diary"? I haven't seen "boredom" in the cabin, maybe I don't have enough realm to see this thing that can make even the Demon Lord with the cultivation of the Venerable Realm feel afraid!

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Jiu Luo naturally didn't know that the ghostwriter behind him continued to write his diary, and he rushed to the bow of the Wasteland and looked at the sea ahead.

The water there suddenly became very dark and dark, and the gloomy atmosphere was pervasive, and the dark whirlpools opened out, as if there was a large mouth waiting for the prey to be sent to the door.

"Stop the boat. ”

The Shen Monkey who was in charge of driving heard the order of the Wild Sea Demon Lord and immediately started to operate.

Theoretically speaking, when a ship is sailing on the sea, it will rarely stop the engine, and even if it does have to stop, it cannot be stopped, because the ocean current will carry the ship to continue walking, and if there is wind and waves, it is more dangerous to stop the engine and there is a risk of capsizing.

However, the Kaihuang is not an ordinary ship, and the Shen Monkey did not stop the engine because it did not have an engine.

Giving the order to stabilize the hull of the ship, Shen Monkey controlled the Wasteland to move slowly towards the dark whirlpool.

Jiu Luo looked down, because of the cover of some kind of power, he couldn't see through what was under the water.

The Great Wilderness Sea is vast, it is impossible to have nothing to bring, it is normal for there to be living things, such a magical world, even if there are behemoths, it is more normal than nothing.

It took five hours for the Wasteland to be blocked by a monster, which is telling.

Although the boat that Bluetooth built for him used the skeleton of a Venerable Realm demon beast, the skeleton was processed, and there was no breath, only the division realm skull at the bow of the ship was not processed, and there would be a slight weak breath.

With the feeling of this dark whirlpool in front of him, the unknown demon beast under the water is at the peak level of the division realm at the bottom.

The monster beast was extremely cautious, and used its power to attract the whirlpool to suck the Wasteland into the water before attacking.

It's a pity that the Wasteland is not an ordinary ship, it ignores the suction power in the whirlpool, and the power output of the Wasteland with the magic energy machine as the core far exceeds that of ordinary ships.

Seeing that the Wasteland was about to break away from the whirlpool and adsorb, the demon beast under the water couldn't help it.

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Nautical Diary: Chapter 6.

On the sixth hour of going out to sea, I met a little cutie.

It's so sweet, it knows I'm bored at sea, and it comes up from the deep sea to play with me.

It was afraid that I would not be happy to accompany it, so it specially made a whirlpool to attract my attention, and even brought me a gift from the deep sea.

No way, such a cute little guy, how could I bear to be killed, so I had to adopt it.

As the first demon pet of my Wild Sea Demon Lord, I decided to name it: Little Octopus.

The little octopus is a monster beast that looks like an octopus, in addition to eight huge brachial feet with suckers, this guy also has a good mouthful of teeth, like a blooming chrysanthemum, and it looks unappetizing.

If it weren't for the fact that it was the first living creature to come across, it was a souvenir, and I really didn't want to carry it.

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Nautical Diary: Chapter 7.

The bored Demon Lord went fishing, so I ghostwrote this diary.

I don't know what to write, but according to the habits of the Demon Lord, his thinking is a little confused, and there is no pattern to speak of.

Compared to our customized mindset, it's no wonder that he's a demon lord who can't keep up with his pace at all.

There was a strange sound outside, it was supposed to be the cry of the deep-sea octopus, and the Demon Lord named it "Little Eight Claws", which didn't seem to be taken very seriously by the Demon Lord, but compared to our name, it should be as I thought.

Since it is not taken seriously, let's find a chance to bake it and eat it...... With such a jump, I wonder if there is a style written by the demon lord himself?

Forget it, that's the end of this chapter.

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Nautical Diary: Chapter 8.

The two guys, Miyang and Wuma, actually buried me in my diary, go and clean the deck for me!

They actually roasted my little eight paws to eat, which was too much...... But the grilled octopus is really delicious......

Forget it, until the next demon pet is found, the little eight-claw still has to be kept.

Yesterday I went fishing, failed, since I met the little eight-claw, there are no monsters blocking the way, it's really weird, is there some kind of connection between them?

I decided to hold on for another hour, and if no new monster appeared, I would slaughter it.

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Nautical Diary: Chapter 9.

Clearing the deck was too easy to punish them, so I decided to let them write a journal for me.

Looking at their pain, I know that writing can really make them feel pain!

(The Demon Lord is right, it's too painful to write!)

Hey, don't write your inner thoughts down without permission!

Ah, me off, you two guys!

They went to clean the deck, and I had to write it myself.

I can feel that these two guys have figured out some of my ways of doing things, which is really interesting, and the puppet soldier type is not simple.

I have no intention of figuring out the true origin and purpose of the Deserted City, but as long as they are smart enough, our relationship will continue.

It's a stupid thing to test each other's bottom line, or don't try it.

In this way, we can still make friends happily.

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Nautical Diary: Chapter 10.

I used to love the number nine because I had it in my name.

Speaking of which, why did the teacher only give me my first name and not my last name?

Today, I decided to like the number even ten.

Ten hours after the Wasteland was on the way, I came across a small island.

I decided to go up to that island and have a look.

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Nautical Diary: Chapter 11.

It wasted an hour of my time, and I don't love the number ten again.

There was nothing on the island, except for a dozen or so dried corpses, and the wreckage of a fishing boat, which must have been destroyed a long time ago.

The carcass was only dried but there was no sign of birds pecking, was there no birds on the sea, or did the birds not eat people?

Judging from the size of the little octopus, the predators in this area will eat a lot of food.

Of course, that's not the point, the point is that the ship and the body were killed, the injuries on the body were caused by cold weapons, and the ship was destroyed by shells.

The pirates should have done it, because they shouldn't have sunk the ship if they were in infighting.

Ha, of course that's all my nonsense, and I'm so sure because I've seen them.

Not long after landing on the island, they encountered pirates, and it seems that they have secrets that no one knows.

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Putting down the pen in his hand, Jiuluo closed the diary and walked out of the cabin.

I happened to see the right front of the Wasteland, and there were several black dots approaching this side.

The appearance of those black dots had already formed a feedback in Jiuluo's soul consciousness.

There were seven pirate ships, and as you could tell from the flags on them, no serious person would wear a skull flag.

Six of the boats were about 30 meters long, lined up on the left and right, following the largest one.

The bow was about 40 meters long, pitch black, and the bow was a hideous demon shape, approaching the Wasteland at a speed of 15 knots.

"Brigs and sailing warships, the development of navigation in this world is neither high nor low, but if you want to rob a big ship with a length of about 100 meters, you will rush over in a daze?

If it weren't for the sake of saving energy, Jiuluo really wanted to bombard the past and let those pirate ships see the crushing feeling of technology.

It's a pity that Bluetooth, which cut corners, designed a cannon for the wasteland, which is still the kind of super energy-consuming.

Jiuluo slowed down the ship, saving the pirate ships from keeping up with it.

"As long as the time is controlled, the twelfth chapter can be left unwritten. ”

He waited for the pirate ship to approach, thinking to himself.