Chapter 1 Small stammer

In 1502, the East China Sea, Black Reef Village. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Located on an island that is off the main waterway, Blackreef Village is not a small island, but unfortunately there is little arable land and not many people live on the island. Outside of the main waterway, except for a few fishing boats in the village, the residents of this remote island can't even see a passing boat most of the time, and only the small cargo boats that appear once every one or two months are considered "outsiders" who often enter and leave the nearby waters. However, thanks to the remoteness of this unknown island, which is often frowned upon by pirates, the inhabitants of this small island seem to be relatively stable, although not wealthy.

The only tavern in the village is located in the middle of the village, and it has a variety of grocery stores, restaurants and other livelihoods, and for most of the villagers of Black Reef Village, it is already the richest entertainment of the day to drink a glass of wine and brag with neighbors and friends after farming and fishing.

"Stammer, get me another glass of wine!" In the noisy tavern, a short, middle-aged man knocked on a wooden wine glass with a little drunkenness, and shouted loudly, and then he saw a short figure nimbly shuttling through the crowd, holding a glass of beer firmly in his hand to prevent it from being spilled by the farmers and fishermen who were dancing and boasting about their victories, and almost not long after the short man finished speaking, he put a new glass of beer on his table, as if he knew in advance that he would order another glass.

The short man muttered vaguely, glancing at the other party, this is a young boy, blonde hair and blue eyes, protruding nose and deep eyes, different from a group of rough men mixed in the tavern, the boy has fair skin, with a delicate air, in addition to the bridge of the nose is high and the eye sockets are too deep, so that even if the boy has been smiling, there is a trace of lingering vulture between his eyebrows, although his face still has a trace of childishness, but it can also be called handsome, and the appearance and temperament of everyone in the tavern are incompatible, and this "everyone" naturally includes short men, which made the short man have some instinctive jealousy and disgust in his heart.

"You're clever, you're not good-mouthed, and you have a lot of thoughts," the dwarf man picked up the new beer and took a sip, and said in a slightly sarcastic tone, "It's quite suitable for errand work. ”

When one of the people at the same table heard this, he laughed and joked: "Becker is so good-looking and so clever, no matter how good you please Sean, Sean may not be able to marry Isha to him, Sean is just this one daughter, you will be the tavern owner after marrying Isa, and you will be regarded as the little master of our village at that time!" ”

The dwarf man snorted uncomfortably when he heard this, and retorted unhappily: "Who knows what he did before, Sean dares to marry Isha to him?" Aren't you afraid that he used to be on a pirate ship? ”

The boy named Becker simply cleaned up the messy table between the two, and at this time, I don't know if he didn't understand the sarcasm and ridicule in the words of the two, but smiled and said in a vague voice that was a little slurred and slightly stumbling: "The boss and the proprietress family have a life-saving grace for me, and give me food, I can't repay the favor, how dare I think about this?" ”

"It's good to know." The dwarf man had obviously drunk too much, and his temper became worse and worse.

Becker took the empty wine glass and the remains of the food, and left with a smile, only to curse "stupid" in his heart. He had been at the wine table for many years in his previous life, and he had never seen anything strange, and now he is not so good at this person who has no city government at all, and he can go up with a little wine, not to mention that he is not in the mood to care about it at present.

Traversing, a word that is no longer novel on the earth in a previous life, but the word traversal is easy to say, thinking about beauty, and it really happens to individuals, but it is not so easy to accept. Alone in a completely unfamiliar environment, home has become a distant memory, and without the return train and air tickets, you can only passively adapt to this environment, and bury this amazing secret in your heart forever, no one can confide in.

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival is full of relatives.

Stranger, stranger.

Now called Becker, the man named Sun Bo in his previous life left home to work hard in a strange city in his early years, he could still chant two lines of poetry at a time, and he could find his fellow villagers, but now he can only chant half of it, I am afraid that the festival is not accurate, and the calendar of this ghost place is probably not the same as the earth, how does Sun Bo know what festivals are celebrated here, not to mention fellow villagers.

It's just a lunch break, and when I wake up again, I'm already covered in injuries, lying weakly on the bare reef by the sea, hungry, thirsty and dizzy, fortunately, the innkeeper and daughter happened to meet and save Sun Bo when they were playing on the beach, otherwise he might have died in a strange place for some reason, and the cause of death written on the autopsy report may have been "too unlucky".

The people in this place are very different from China in terms of customs and language, so Sun Bo initially thought that he had traveled to an unknown island outside the earth, perhaps back to the past - after all, the technology here is probably not developed, and he has now inexplicably become a teenage blonde boy from a thirty-year-old Chinese, but in the final analysis, he is still on the earth, and as long as he is on the earth, Sun Bo feels that he can still go home, as for the protagonist consciousness that he should have as a traverser, Whether it is a good day or a proud day as the goal of life, it is not too late to return to a more familiar place to talk about these things.

It's just that when Sun Bo witnessed a native talking to a large and surprisingly large snail, and the snail even spoke, he knew that he might never return to Earth.

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The alternate history has become a different continent, Sun Bo himself is quite acceptable, after all, crossing is a passive choice, and there is no way to accept it, he must force himself to be optimistic, and not waste time and experience on self-pity. In his previous life, Sun Bo read Robinson Crusoe when he was in school, and when the protagonist was stranded on a desert island, he made a list to support his beliefs, and Sun Bo also made a simple list for himself in his heart.

Sun Bo lost his career and connections, and lost his relatives and friends during the rising stage of his career.

But he got a body that was full of minor problems compared to the alcohol test in his previous life, and now he looks younger and healthier. And he is there, his career is there, his connections can be re-developed, his parents died early, he is not married, there is no old man to support, his younger brothers and sisters have long been working, and he will not lose financial support if he leaves, and if he loses his friends, he will lose his friends, even if he leaves him, he will heal the pain when he wants to come, and his sudden disappearance will not cause an unacceptable burden.

Sun Bo was working and thinking about these things distractedly, but suddenly he heard a sound in his ear that was somewhat familiar in his previous life, as if he had heard it somewhere, and before he could continue to think about where he had heard this voice, then this voice sounded for the second time, and he could feel the urgency just by hearing it.

And with this voice, many customers in the tavern seemed to be pinched by their throats at the same time, and at the same time, they stopped waving their arms and closed their shouting mouths, as if they had been immobilized in Sun Bo's blank and puzzled eyes, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

While! While! While!

Three more sounds, all the more hurried, as the tavern became quiet, and Sun Bo finally heard the sound and remembered why it was familiar, a voice similar to the bell he had heard during his temple tour, and at this time he also remembered that he had seen an old bell striking on a small building south of Blackreef Village.

"Sea, pirates!" The short man who had called Sun Bo a little stammering before stumbled and said, his face was no longer red after drinking, only a miserable white remained, and the wine in his stomach seemed to have turned from sweat glands to cold sweat secretion, and he had completely sobered up.