A feast for the guests and the hosts. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoRoger and his gang spent the night in the banquet hall. Bit still didn't close his eyes all night, and neither did Reilly.

The two of them just drank one cup of one for the night. The two barely said a word. Actually, there's not much to say.

Early the next morning, Neptune sent Roger and his gang back to Fish-Man Island. At this point, Bit and Reilly fell asleep.

When Bit woke up again, the O'Row Jackson was sailing in the middle of the ocean. A boatload of people leaves Fish-Man Island and embarks on a journey to a new world.

Now Roger was poring over his new record pointer, one that pointed to three islands at once.

This is a pointer for the New World. It is possible to indicate the direction of three islands at the same time. Because the climate of the New World is so weird.

The islands of the New World are also extremely eerie. There are many islands of Magnetic Island, which are also extremely weird. There are unpredictable dangers on these islands.

As a result, there is a record pointer for the New World that can indicate the three islands at once. The more the three hands shake, the more dangerous the island is.

Conversely, the safer the island. Of course, it is up to the captain to decide whether to go to the most dangerous island or the safest island.

At this time, Bit's eyes are Roger who is happily playing with the new record pointer. He couldn't figure out why Roger was able to study it like this.

Based on what Bit knew about Roger, he bet Roger had been studying the record pointer from the moment he got it.

"How long have we been adrift in the sea?" asked Bit, getting up from the deck with a light cough.

"It won't be long, it's only half an afternoon. Cook brought out a plate of dessert just in time. "Let's eat something to cushion my stomach first, and dinner will be ready soon." ”

Bit smiled and took the dessert. Sit down at a small table on the deck. "Looks like that record pointer is your morning's harvest. ”

Roger shook the record pointer in his hand at the bit and said, "That's right, this is a record pointer for the New World that Fisher Tiger gave us!"

He then tied the recording hand back to his wrist and ran into the dining room. "Hey, Cook, I'm hungry too!

On the pirate ship. Van Pica was still watching the movement from his watchtower. This is the duty of a sniper who has seen and heard the domineering excellence.

Big or calm. The pirate ship floated in order. Nothing happened.

Everyone ate a peaceful dinner in the depths of the sea. In the dark depths of the sea, there was only one light on the Orow Jackson.

After dinner, Roger was excitedly planning the banquet. A banquet to celebrate everyone's successful arrival in the New World.

Bit was on the deck enjoying the underwater scenery. As the so-called art masters are bold. A group of people did the work openly on the bottom of the sea, turning on the searchlight, and looking at the scenery in the depths of the sea.

The environment under the sea is not beautiful, it is just a novelty. And under the effect of the searchlight, everyone really saw the true shape of the creatures at the bottom of the sea.

Although the group had seen it once on the way to Fish-Man Island, it seemed that everyone still felt the same way - it was ugly.

Luckily, these ugly sea monsters don't all hunt by eyesight. They have their own way of hunting.

Soon, a turtle-like sea beast noticed Roger and his gang. He slid his limbs and swam towards the Orow Jackson.

Roger and his gang are superb. The sea monster didn't even raise everyone's eyebrows at all.

Standing on the side of the ship, Bit slashed at the side of the ship, and the sea beast was dismembered. The blood of the sea beasts stained the sea red.

The smell of blood soon attracted more sea beasts. But it has nothing to do with Roger and them. Even if any of the sea beasts that spotted Roger and his gang pounced, all that awaited them would be death.

However, the dead sea beasts will shed blood, attracting more sea beasts...... Soon, nearby sea beasts swarmed into the area.

Fortunately, Roger's and his gang's Orow Jackson was not jetted with air, but coal. The crowd went directly through the jet to the far away sea.

In the middle of the night, Melly adjusted the airbags on the bottom of the boat. The ship was suspended in the sea. Nights are not suitable for boating.

Bit still didn't sleep. There are many crises in the sea, and this crisis is not the same as on the sea.

Most of the crises on the sea stem from pirates who don't have long eyes, or navies and bounty hunters who are secretly picking up bargains.

It's not the same in the sea. Who knows when a huge sea king will suddenly appear and swallow the entire ship in one bite?

Bit had to keep vigil with great vigil. Some of the giant sea beasts may have just been passing by, and didn't really intend to attack the Orojackson.

But they're too big, so they don't have to deliberately target them, and they can smash their pirate ship with just a touch.

The bit pan sat at the top of the watchtower, the big black knife across his knees. He quietly felt the situation in all directions with his eyes slightly darkened.

Here it is convenient for him to move in any direction, including the bottom of the boat. He could jump directly into the sea and move on to the sea beasts attacking from below.

After a while, Reilly also jumped to the top of the watchtower. He didn't sleep either. "You're not fit for a vigil tonight. ”

Reilly stood beside Bit and whispered, "How about going sleep for the night?"

Bit shook his head calmly and said, "No, if I really go to sleep in the cabin, I won't sleep for more than one night." ”

He saw it clearly. Nothing can be opened. As soon as the mouth opened, it could no longer be contained.

"Then you can rest here tonight, and I'll do whatever happens. Reilly knew that Bit couldn't persuade him to go back.

Bit nodded silently. He also knew what would happen if he did it, but he actually planned to do it anyway.

It's a practice. In the face of more and more sea beasts, he held on to the ship and a boatload of partners. Just thinking about it makes my blood boil.

However, Reilly's presence discouraged his impulse. Risking the lives of a boatload of people to force yourself to progress is really not so appropriate.

If Reilly hadn't come, he would have done it, and he had full confidence in himself. But since Reilly didn't want them to take such a risk, forget it.

So Bit and Reilly spent the night at the top of the watchtower. The two of them just chatted and kept vigil.

It wasn't until the next morning that Cook pushed open the door to the dining-room. The two of them jumped off the lookout.

The night was uneventful. Not a single Sea King charged them against the pirate ship, and not even a Sea King passed by.

As time went on, the crowd gradually rose up. Cook's breakfast was almost finished at this time.

"How was last night?" Roger asked casually during the meal. Even the questioning didn't stop him from gobbling up.

"It's nothing, we haven't even seen a sea king all night. Reilly put down the bowl in his hand, swallowed what was in his mouth, and answered Roger's question.

"Haven't you encountered a single sea king?" said Van Pika, who was drinking soup, with a frown. "How is this possible!"

Lookers-on see most of the game. After Van Pickup said this, Bit and Reilly thought it was a little strange.

How could it be possible to stay overnight for such a long time, and not a single sea king in this sea area could not be encountered?

Thinking of this, your people turned their heads to look at Roger. Only he could answer that question.

Roger, gobbling up, noticed everyone's gaze. He finally stopped digging into his mouth.

"Eat, what are you looking at me for?" said Roger, pointing to the food on the table with the chopsticks in his hand, and after looking around.

However, before everyone could say anything, the entire pirate ship violently rose violently, and then rushed upwards at a rapid pace.

They were swept into a strange current!