"Okay, 100,000 is 100,000!" Blake didn't hesitate.

He called the first mate on the ship, gave a few orders, and then turned to Luca and asked, "100,000 cash will be delivered immediately, will it be delivered to you on the ship or to Tata Island?"

"Don't ask me, ask her!" Lukka's hand pointed at Thea.

"Huh, ask me?" Thea was a little puzzled.

"The money for your hair was supposed to go back to Tata Island to pay you, but now it seems that we will not be able to go back for a while, so let's pay you now. Luca said.

Thea originally thought that the 100,000 arrears were like the previous 200 million, and Lukka would definitely repay the debt, but she didn't expect this captain who slammed the door to be so happy today and pay it all at once.

She clapped her hands and laughed, "Well, that's great! Then get it to the ship—no, it's the Peregrine Falcon, it's too small! or send it to Tata Island—no, we don't know when we'll go back! What about that, captain?"

Lukka was suddenly a little moved, this was the first time Thea had called herself "Captain" so affectionately, of course he knew that it was the silver coins that made her affectionate, not himself.

Blake thought for a moment and said, "If you don't rush to get the money today, we can wait until you get back to the big ship, and then send it to the ship." If I'm not mistaken, you should be on that ship when you go to the Boiling Sea, right?"

"Of course," Lukka nodded, "you haven't specified how we're going to get there." ”

Blake replied: "The specific way to cross the sea is not my jurisdiction, and to be honest, I don't understand the technical things at all. ”

"And what are you going to do?" Lukka asked.

"Well, my colleagues, who are in charge of the traffic between these two seas, will take over this matter. They will send a ship to navigate for you, and if you allow it, a few men to your ship to prepare for sailing in the boiling seas. Blake said.

"Well, when can we start?" Lukka didn't want to stay here any longer now, and while they spoke, the goddess of the sea was searching for him from island to island.

"Within three days of signing the contract, my colleague will visit you at your place here, probably the dhow on the docks, right?" said Black, pulling out two pieces of parchment from a drawer.

He quickly finished the contract, blotted the ink with lime powder, and handed it to Luca.

There are two contracts, one is about Luca helping to find clues, and the other is about going to the Boiling Sea. Probably because Luca is now a VIP client, the contract entries are all clearly written, and there is no place for possible digging.

Lukka still confirmed everyone before signing his name. Blake also stamped it with a nameplate and handed him the contract.

"I'll be waiting on the ship in three days!" Lukka led everyone out of the ship.

The next morning, while he was asleep, there was an unhurried knock on the door of the captain's quarters.

Lukka was lying on the bed, unable to open his eyes, but his mind was wondering: Who is this?

Ollie usually knocks no more than three times, and after three knocks she will always rush in, Nora knocks much more gently and rhythmically than this, the rhythm is similar to her singing, Crete can see through the door that she is not up, and usually she is not so annoying, Thea never gets up at this time......

The knock on the door became more urgent, and Lukka rubbed his eyes, got up, and shouted "Coming, coming", while pulling out his pocket watch and looking at it.

"It's not even seven o'clock! I slept late yesterday, and the broken parrot kept arguing, and it didn't take long for me to close my eyes, and I was going to get up again!" he grumbled loudly, but he groped his way to get dressed, and opened the door.

Phil stood outside the door, his eyes bloodshot and he looked like he hadn't slept all night.

"Oh, it's you. Lukka said, "Decided to take over Sunset Express?"

"How do you know?" Phil froze.

Lukka waved him into the room and sat down, and he washed up slowly before he sat down at his desk and said, "If you weren't going to take over, you wouldn't have come to me early in the morning." ”

"Yes, I'm here to say goodbye to you. Phil's tone at this time did not look like a ten-year-old boy.

He pondered all night, and in his heart, the ten-year-old boy kept shouting, "Go and explore the Boiling Sea, it's a sight you've never seen before!" but the mature soul of forty said to him, "Managing the Sunset Express is the best thing you can do for this world!"

In the past few months, he has seen the current situation of the Sunset Islands lack of information, although it has not caused any trouble now, but as the war gradually ends, this state of communication isolation will undoubtedly set back the development of the Sunset Islands for many years.

As an alchemist and half-scientist, this kind of total regression is completely intolerable for him.

Moreover, being in charge of Sunset Express is probably the pinnacle of his career in the Sunset Islands. For that ten-year-old boy, of course, this is not as great as the temptation to venture into the realm of novelty, but Phil is not really a ten-year-old after all.

There are 10,000 reasons, but now Phil doesn't know where to start.

"It's okay, I understand. Luca didn't ask much.

Phil breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'll pack up my things today, go to the Sunset Express store with Linde, and take their boat back to Sail Harbor." ”

"I'm in such a hurry, I'm going to get a send-off party or something!" Luca said.

"Now that it's decided, I'm going to start quickly. "One more thing, the lab on Tata Island, can I go back and see it at any time? The equipment is nothing, but there are a few pieces of experimental data that will be wasted if they are interrupted." ”

"No problem, you go straight away, can Kate still get rid of you?" Luca said with a smile.

"Okay, then I'm leaving!" As when he came, Phil ran away like a gust of wind, leaving Lukka with an open hatch that the cold wind kept pouring in.

Luka, wearing only a single coat, ran over and pulled the door in a trembling voice, closed it but didn't close it.

A big chubby hand grabbed the door, and the butcher Haken leaned into the crack and asked, "Lord, have you finished writing that letter?"

Luca's face was pale—half of it was angry, half of it was freezing, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Come in and talk again! Do you want to freeze me to death? If I freeze into a popsicle, what am I going to write a letter about?"