When Witters truly declares "One day, I will gather my companions who are stronger than those adventurers and find the greatest treasure on the sea!" He received a stormy rebuke from the innkeeper.

Seeing Wittes' stubborn but determined expression, the innkeeper silently picked up a bottle of Vossac's specialty distilled spirit, poured it down, and then went out and came back, stuffing Wittes with a revolver.

In this way, Klein left the small inn and, as agreed at the Tarot meeting, went to a grocery store called "Whale Dance Mania" to meet the hermit lady.

Eight o'clock in the evening, Pier Six.

Klein put on his most decent formal attire, brought his most valuable gear, and was ready to make a deep first impression on female netizens.

Gadelia drove a luxurious ship shining with starlight, and forced to dock at the port of Nas under the great threat of shore defense artillery.

Dressed in a black classical robe of mystical patterns and symbols, Cordelia stands at the bow of the ship, starlight shining from the endless sky, condensing and extending a long transparent bridge to Pier 6.

Crane stepped out of the crowd with a calm face and steady steps, and slowly ascended the long bridge.

The Lantern God whispered in Crane's ear, "Your crush is the Pirate General, and one day she will come to pick you up on the Starlight Bridge." ”

Crane was so embarrassed that he wanted to change his face on the spot and jump off the bridge.

The crowd at the docks is full of well-informed adventurers and pirates.

"Gelman Sparrow is ready to go head-to-head again!"

"He also challenged the sick lieutenant general the whole boat before!"

"It is said that he slaughtered the entire crew of the Tree of Flesh, and the Blood General abandoned the ship in disarray!"

"The stars are in danger."

I'm Gelman, I'm a crazy adventurer, and I can't be angry.

Klein walked coldly across the long bridge, stepped on the deck of the Future, looked directly into the dark purple eyes of Gardelia, and saluted slightly:

"Good evening, ma'am."

The voyeuristic eye opened, and the world within its vision was dyed with mystery.

Gadelia saw Gelman in a palette of black, blood red, azure, silver, turquoise, gray, gold, silver, bronze, and ...... A dazzling cloud of blazing pale gold quickly covered her field of vision, bursting her eyes, and the burning sting pain was transmitted from her eyes to her soul, and Gadelia almost couldn't suppress her screams, and her eyes immediately shed two lines of bloody tears.

The Hermit Lady spied on the magic lamp with her special eyes, and Klein immediately came to his senses, and a sense of schadenfreude and revenge immediately rose in his heart.

Let you always try to peep at the Fool in the tarot meeting, and make some small moves in private, so that I, Mr. Fool, will be very faceless, I have long wanted to get the magic lamp above the gray fog, and show you the effect of divination and devouring more than the eternal sun.

Gadelia immediately closed her eyes and reluctantly replied:

"Good evening."

"I guessed the front, but I couldn't guess the ending."

The lamp god's humble voice sounded in his ears again, like a haunting voice-over narrator.

Without waiting for Gelman to speak again, Gardelia turned and led the way, walking towards the entrance of the cabin.

"Ah, Captain, what's wrong with you?"

A man with a sturdy physique, a burly build, and thick hair, who gave the impression of a brown bear, was waiting there, and when he saw Gadelia bleeding with his eyes closed, he immediately stepped forward and asked with concern.

"It's okay, I accidentally saw something I shouldn't have seen."

Gardelia explained casually, and then said:

"Frank, I've got you covered, I need to take care of my problem."

Frank immediately smiled heartily and warmly introduced the crew of the Future to Mr. Sparrow, who was at home at home.

A faint crimson sprinkled over the vast sea, and the Future sailed slowly on the safe channel.

Most of the people on board were already resting, and only the crew members who had been assigned their turn to watch the night were still on board.

Frank had just made a round of inspections, carrying two large fish that were still struggling, to the bilge storage room, which was dedicated to storing experimental materials and conducting practical research.

He intends to continue experimenting with this "swimming blood wine" project.

He had already done most of his ideas, cultivating little things that could turn blood into alcohol, and let this little thing parasitize fish, and let red wine flow in the veins of those fish to transport all the substances necessary for life.

Tonight will produce results!

Frank couldn't sleep excitedly, and when he thought of the new friend he had met today, and thinking of his approval and encouragement, Frank was filled with confidence and satisfaction.

Opening the experimental tank, Frank carefully fished out a fish, cut it with a knife, and a rich aroma of wine came to his face, Frank quickly collected a full cup with his cup, and threw the fish in the waste box for the heroic sacrifice for the benefit of all mankind.

Savoring the results of the experiment with joy, Frank suddenly heard a strange and familiar voice:

"Have you ever thought carefully about the reproduction of these fish?"

"Of course! My ideal sea should be full of this kind of nutritious, aromatic, and diverse wine fish. ”

"No, who are you?"

Frank stiffened, and his muscles tensed, his white shirt and bib raised into bulges by bulging muscles.

He looked around cautiously, the narrow storage room was not too big, and it was mostly occupied by all kinds of strange chests, barrels, etc.

The room was empty except for him and the fish, and his spiritual instincts, as the Cultivator's Pathway, told him that there were no other higher beings in this place.

"Who am I? I'm you, we've had a mental problem lately, and we've split into a new personality, hello, my name is Masnom King. ”

Frank used the power of a physician to carefully examine his body, spirit, and soul to make sure that he was not sick, and he earnestly retorted:

"I'm in good spirits, who the hell are you? What is the purpose? ”

The voice that was exactly the same as Frank's rang out again:

"Have you forgotten why Mother's guards sent us to the Inquisition? Because they think we're mentally abnormal. ”

"Our sequence isn't high enough to spot our problem."

"You don't have to worry, I won't fight with you for control of your body, I will help you analyze the problem and give you advice, is there anyone more like-minded with you than me?"

Frank fell silent, and he magically felt that there was some truth to these words.

"Let's not talk about that, let's start by figuring out how to make these fish reproduce on their own, after all, that's what we're all aiming for."

"And what do you suggest?"

"I don't think they want to breed because they lack the necessary factors, and I know that there are some Primordial Moon believers who have a strong tendency to reproduce, and we can catch one, study the root factors of their possession of this trait, and then apply it to these fish."

"What you say makes a lot of sense, but where can the believers of the Primordial Moon go to find it?"

"You can entrust your new friend, who is well-informed and capable, to go out on land and help you catch one."

"Then I'll ask him tomorrow."

"Do you have any other suggestions? I think ......"

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Recently, some people always say that your character is written as a typo, this pot is not mine, I use my mobile phone to type it's you, and I've never typed it, so don't let me change it, because I can't change it at all