People who gallop on the sea all year round are people who can endure loneliness. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The days of sailing passed in a blink of an eye, and five days passed in the blink of an eye.

Along the way, the wind and waves were calm.

Luo remembered that the ship that Xiaojie was on had been caught in a storm, and the captain of that ship had seen the storm as one of the tests, making him think that the Goddess would also go to the storm on purpose.

However, the voyage has been quiet for the past few days, but I have thought too much.

Every day in his spare time, he took a fishing rod to sea fishing, and once he caught a fish, in addition to feeding Bukhara, a foodie, he would also take it to share with the crew.

It was like a vacation-like day, which made Luo completely relaxed.

Thinking about it carefully, since he came to the Hunter World, he has not relaxed for a moment, and only thinks about becoming stronger as soon as possible in order to set foot in this dangerous world, so he cultivates hard every day.

"I'm a little slack..."

Luo Da was lying on the deck, looking at the seagulls playing with the white clouds, exuding a lazy atmosphere.

Buharat is like a fart, where Luo is, he is there, and whatever Luo does, he follows.

So, he also lay next to Luo, but he was relatively large and occupied a large position.

If it weren't for the fact that the crew and Luo were already acquainted, they would definitely move the two of them up on the grounds of "indiscriminately occupying the road".

"Luo, don't you fish?"

After lying down for a while, Bukhara began to think about the fish.

Luo lazily said, "Haven't you eaten yet?"

Bukhara touched his stomach and said, "I haven't eaten enough." ”

Luo rolled his eyes, thinking that if he hadn't been able to catch a lot of seafood every day, with the fixed amount of food provided by the Goddess every day, maybe he would starve to death of this guy.

"Go fishing yourself. ”

Luo didn't want to get used to this guy, and now he has become a meal to open his mouth.

"Huh?" Bukhara was a little desperate, not because he didn't want to catch it, but because he couldn't.

On deck, the crew members performed their duties, and most of the candidates who came on board did not stay on deck.

They were scattered in all corners, blowing the sea breeze or looking at the sea, and there were very few people like Luo and Bukhara who lay down in a random place.

No matter what these candidates are doing, they will occasionally glance at Luo.

On board that day, they all saw the ability shown by Luo.

In fact, they don't understand boat racing, so they don't understand the difficulty of boat racing, but with more than 300 people who were wiped out as a comparison, it is not difficult to see Luo's strength.

In addition to this group of candidates paying attention to Luo, there is another person who is always observing Luo, and that is the old captain.

There are 300 people in a boat, and the old captain only values Luo alone.

Based on his unfounded experience, he felt that Luo had a good chance of passing the hunter test.

Seeing that he would arrive at his destination in more than half a day, the old captain asked his subordinates to help him take the helm, wanting to contact Luo, mainly to give Luo a hint.

Under the watchful eyes of the crew, the old captain came to Luo's side with a bottle of wine.

Before the people approached, the smell of wine came.

Luo looked up slightly and watched the old captain with pale hair stride over.

The old captain sat beside Luo with an old face, and the whole ship was his, so there was no need to be polite.

After sitting down, he took a large sip of the wine bottle to his mouth, then turned his head to look at Luo lying on the deck, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, you are very good." ”

Luo and Buharat looked at the old captain quietly, and after a moment turned their heads, lazily looking at the white clouds in the sky.

The scene suddenly became cold, and the old captain looked embarrassed.

The crew members who were peeking on the deck almost burst out laughing.

"Ahem. ”

The old captain coughed to hide his embarrassment, and then continued: "Your name is Luo, right?

Luo straightened up his upper body, changed from lying down to sitting, and at this time did not ignore the old captain, thought about it, and said in an unconfirmed tone: "It should be ten days, right?"

When the old captain heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, the mouth of the bottle stuck in his mouth, and his arm froze.

Luo didn't notice the old captain's expression, turned his head to look at Bukhara, and asked, "Bukhara, how long have I been in the reef area?"

Buhara said seriously: "Nine days. ”

"Oh, that's nine days. Law nodded.

"Ahem..."

The old captain hurriedly put down the wine bottle and almost choked on the wine.

"You seem to cough a lot, do you have chronic bronchitis?" Seeing that the old captain kept coughing, Luo asked concerningly.

The voice that informed the examinees that day was the old captain, and if I remember correctly, he coughed twice before the announcement, and it is the same now, and he coughed a few times after a short interval.

You're only chronically bronchitis!

The old captain's face darkened slightly, wiped the wine on his beard, directly changed the topic, and asked, "You have been practicing for nine days?"

Luo wondered why the old captain asked this question, but he still nodded.

It's only been nine days and there's that level...

The old captain's eyelids jumped, and he subconsciously raised the wine bottle again, wanting to pour a sip of wine to hide the unrest in his heart.

Although Luo hadn't seen the captain a few times since he got on the ship, he knew that this old man was the captain of the Goddess.

He hesitated for a moment, then asked curiously, "Captain, is that sculpture at the bow of the ship your dream girl?"

"Ahem. ”

The old captain almost spurted out the wine he had just eaten, and then he coughed again.

"Luo, I think the captain may really have chronic bronchitis. Bukhara said.

Luo glanced at him and asked, "Do you know what chronic bronchitis is?"

Buhara replied honestly: "I don't know. ”

"Well, my question is redundant. Luo rubbed the corners of his eyebrows, if chronic bronchitis was related to eating, he thought that Buhara would definitely know.

The old captain finally calmed down his cough, glared at the two little ghosts in front of him who made fun of him, and said slightly angrily: "Can you still talk well?"

Luo innocently said: "Isn't this that you keep coughing." ”

The old captain's face became darker, and he said with a straight face: "You kid can do it, you are so powerful after nine days of boat racing." ”

"Generally average. Luo said modestly.

"I wonder if I want to know the exact point of the first level test. The old captain didn't bother, and said his intentions directly.

Luo's eyes changed slightly, a shallow smile curved into the corner of his mouth, and he said lazily: "I still want to know if that sculpture is your old dream lover." ”

"When you get to Neya Bay, go find an old fellow named Amato. The old captain felt that he could not go any further, so he left a sentence and picked up the bottle and left.

Luo looked at the old captain's back and said loudly grateful: "Thank you for the captain's tips, when I arrive at Neiya Bay, I will definitely visit the man named Amato." ”

The candidates on the deck all looked towards where Luo was, and they all heard what Luo said.

The old captain glanced at the candidates around him, twitched his cheeks, and returned to the captain's room with a straight face.

With a smile on his face, he watched the old captain return to the captain's quarters, and then lay down again.

"The more people you have, the better..."

He looked up at the blue sky and thought silently.

A day later, the Goddess arrived at Neiya Bay, a fan-shaped bay with rows of wooden houses built on the water.

When he got off the boat, the old captain sent his most heartfelt blessing to Luo: "Boy, don't let me see you next year." ”

Luo turned around and showed a big smile to the old captain, and said seriously: "That's not easy to say. ”

All the candidates got off the boat and immediately went into action to find the man named Amato.

The entrance to Amato's residence.

A man with thick eyebrows and a square nose, nearly thirty years old, came to the door of the wooden house and said to himself: "There seem to be a lot of candidates this year, you can have a good time, hehe." ”

Speaking of this, the man said slightly narcissistically: "I just don't know how long it will take them to find here." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden commotion behind him.

The man followed the sound and saw a large crowd rushing towards him.

"That house is Amato's residence!"

The man was stunned as he listened to the voices coming from the crowd.