After half a month of sailing, Asuka and Mr. 3 finally set foot on the land of Alabastan.

"Card... Special... Village... Ya..."

"Mr. 3, where did you bring me?"

Asuka held the map in both hands and looked for his location on the map while checking the sign in front of him.

After following this [Living Map of Alabastan] Mr. 3 from the rape flower port, they got lost directly, not only could they not contact the members of the Baroque work society, but they didn't even have the money to buy camels.

Thinking of this, Asuka clenched his fists and smashed it down on the snot-snotting guy next to him.

Bang!

Mr. 3 rubbed the bag on his head, looked up at Asuka beside him, and explained.

"It's changed so much in the past year, and there's no one in the old workplace.

Moreover, when we came out of Honey Cake Island, we brought a lot of money with us, not because you ate and drank on the boat and spent all the money, so we can't afford to hire desert camels now..."

Bang!

"You didn't eat the same.

Didn't I think that when I got here, you could treat me, a lifesaver, to dinner?"

With that, Asuka took the map and continued to walk forward.

He's so thirsty!

...

[Author: I'm going to sing a paragraph...]

...

Asuka walked into the city, looked at the famous perfume town of Alabastan, and swallowed.

Too thirsty.

"Your Baroque workshop is pretty bad!"

Listening to the discussion of the crowd around him, Asuka turned his head to look at Mr. 3 behind him, who was sticking out his tongue and looking like he was suffering from heat stroke.

"It has nothing to do with me, before I was arrested, the plan of the work club had not been launched, this must be the plan carried out by those talents after I was arrested, I am at most an accomplice."

On the way here, Mr. 3 also clearly knew the identity of the person in front of him.

Navy...

It's especially the Navy of the Headquarters...

That huge slash is not something that the average navy can release, anyway, according to Mr. 3's estimate, Mr. 1 will definitely die if he takes a head-on hit.

When I think of Mr. 1...

I don't know what happened to the members of the work club...

...

At this time, here in Katria, not only Asuka and Mr. 3 felt that they were going to suffer from heat stroke, but even these residents who originally lived in the local area felt that they were going to suffer from heat stroke.

One of them, looking up at the big fireball in the sky, sighed.

"It's been over a year since it rained in Katria, and I don't know when the next time it will rain."

"Well, don't mention it, there is no rain in all of Alabastan except Albana (the capital) right now.

Oh, return the king's miracle."

Another civilian passing by, hearing the indignant young man's words, quickly glared at him and whispered.

"Shhhhhh

"Don't talk about King Kobra, you haven't seen the king buy dancing powder, it's all hearsay, it shouldn't be true."

"But someone in the city next door saw it."

....

Listening to the surrounding civilians arguing around King Kobra, Mr. 3 continued to stick out his tongue, but in his heart he couldn't help but curse his old club [Baroque Workshop].

Damn Baroque work club, what kind of dancing powder is good, but now the water thieves in Alabastan are expensive, and I can't even afford a pound of water now.

The short journey from rape flowers to Katria depended on him, Mr. 3, selling candles for water and food.

Miserable.

After grunting, Mr. 3 shrugged his head and continued to follow the bird, slowly walking forward.

...

"Huh~Huh~Huh~"

Asuka stuck out his tongue, bent over, and walked slowly forward, this Katria, even if he wanted to find a little gangster, he couldn't find it.

Just as Asuka was scanning the surroundings, a majestic male voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Let's let ~ the one in front of let let ~"

Asuka and Mr. 3 moved out of the middle lane and stood in the shade, looking at the convoy of supplies.

Squeak ~ squeak ~

Listening to the overwhelming creak of the wheels, Asuka turned his head to look at Mr. 3, who was sitting on the ground, and spoke.

"3Ah, a bet? Those who win bets rest, and those who lose supplied."

"How do you bet?"

"Block this carriage, when will it fall apart!"

Hearing this, Mr. 3 looked up at the carriage that had just passed by the two of them, and after carefully looking at the carriage for a while, he pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said with a wise expression.

"I bet it won't fall apart..."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. 3 watched the worker holding the goods next to him kick hard at the wheel, and suddenly the wheel of the car was crooked, and the center of gravity of the goods on the car was unstable and began to fall...

Yes!

！ Yes!

！

This!

！ This!

！

Mr. 3 watched the amazing operation, his chin touching the ground, and saliva running down his chin to the ground.

"Hey!"

"Shut up your saliva, you'll be thirsty if your saliva flows too much, and you'll have to drink more water when the time comes, it's too wasteful.

By the way, you can think about where to get dinner in a moment."

With that, Asuka patted Mr. 3 on the shoulder and walked towards the group of workers who were transporting the goods.

Looking at the bags scattered all over the ground, Asuka crouched down and stretched out his finger to poke at the contents of the bag, and while rubbing the green powder on his fingers, he turned his head to look at the group of workers who were transporting the goods, and asked.

"What are these powders?"

"I don't know, we're just on the orders of the king of this country."

Looking at the obviously lying guy, Asuka turned his head to look at the other person and continued to ask.

"You don't know?"

The man quickly shook his head and explained.

"We're just porters, too!"

"Oh~"

Asuka looked at the group of liars in front of him and let out a long "oh" sound, he was just a little unsure just now, and now he almost figured out what these things were.

Dancing fans...

Good stuff...

Thinking of this, Asuka looked up at the guys in front of him who wanted to run away, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile.

"I have a job here, too, and I want to hire you!"

When the group heard this, they waved at the birds.

"No, we've got enough money, and besides, we have to apologize to King Kobra."

"Isn't it always good to make more money..."

Before they could finish speaking, the group turned and ran.

Shave!

Asuka dodged in front of the group, grabbed the heads of two of them, and slammed them into the middle.

Bang!

Looking at the two who had fainted, Asuka took out the remaining 100 Baileys from his arms, threw them in front of the remaining workers, and spoke.

"Accept employment?"

"Gollum!"

The group glanced at their fainting companions, then at Bailey on the ground, and then at Bailey on the ground, and then the leader picked up Bailey, looked at the bird with a fierce face, and said in a deep voice.

"Ten days, that's just enough money to hire us for ten days."

Asuka stroked her chin and nodded.

"Okay, ten days for ten days."

...

Asuka took this group of newly recruited workers back to [Dancing Fans].

"Let's let ~"

Pushing away the crowd of onlookers, Asuka walked over to the dancing fans, then turned his head to look at the civilians around him, and spoke.

"Make haste to your home and get the pots, and the pots, and all the things that can catch the water.

There's a big hero ready to light this bunch of dancing fans and let Katria end this drought that has lasted for more than a year."

As he spoke, Asuka pulled Mr. 3 over.

"Gollum~"

Mr. 3 looked at the pile of dancing powder in front of him, swallowed and foamed, then looked up at the bird, and said cautiously.

"That's... That one... That one... The government expressly forbids... This thing—"

Syllable!

Asuka reached out and patted Mr. 3 on the shoulder vigorously and said with a serious expression.

"The government has also forbidden you to be pirates.3 If I'm not mistaken, you're carrying a bounty???

Tens of millions?

Twenty million, or thirty million?

Well, it doesn't matter if he is tens of millions, even if it is a 100,000 Bailey bounty, his wanted warrant says to be captured alive or killed."

Looking at Mr. 3, who was still hesitant, Asuka pulled out his saber from his waist and gave him an encouraging look.

...

"Whew!"

Mr. 3 looked at the bird who had already changed his appearance, and exhaled softly, he only hated that he was not eating imitation fruit now, his face, I am afraid that he will be blacklisted by the government.

Then, Mr. 3 walked up to the pile of dancing powder, bent down, and touched his hands to the powder.

"Candle stove!"

The small flame on Mr.3's head burned even brighter in an instant, and as time passed, Mr.3 used candles to set up a stove on the street.

Asuka looked at the molded stove, turned to look at the group of people who had been hired by him, and commanded.

"Stuff the dancing powder in!"

"But... Can... It's burning dancing powder, it's a great sin..."

Bang!

Before Asuka could speak, Mr. 3 kicked the retort to the ground.

"You are also a government bounty criminal, you are afraid of a hammer, burn it for me!"

Looking at the guy who was still hesitant, Mr. 3 pushed the glasses on his face and said with a wise face.

"JOKRY IS THE ONE WHO MAKES THE DANCING POWDER, IT'S THE SHIPPING KING WHO TRANSPORTS THE DANCING POWDER, AND IT'S THE KING KOUBRA WHO BUYS THE DANCING POWDER, YOU ARE JUST THE WORKERS WHO BURN THE DANCING POWDER...

What can the government do to you?

Burn it."

With that, Mr. 3 grabbed the men by the necks and came to the pile of goods, watching them burn the thing with his own eyes.

He is just a stove maker, what can the government do with him, is it guilty of making a stove?

...

Green smoke rose into the sky, and after a while, a large dark cloud gathered.

Looking at the surrounding civilians who had taken out the pots and pans, Asuka also opened his mouth wide, waiting for the rain to fall.

Bang la, bla blah.

Drizzle, in a short time, turned into a downpour.

Looking at the downpour that fell, the birds tried their best to store water in their bodies, who knows when the next time they will drink water, drink more.

Gollum ~ Gollum ~

After taking a few big sips, Asuka looked at Mr. 3, who was dumbfounded, and spoke.

"Hurry up and drink it, next time you want to drink water, I don't know when!"

"Oh~Oh~"

When Mr. 3 heard this, he also reacted, and quickly opened his mouth and drank.

After drinking for a while, Mr. 3 was full, and then he glanced at Asuka who was still gulping down the rain next to him, and many question marks popped up in his head.

[Why should I act like a fool and open my mouth to drink rainwater?? 】

Thinking of this, Mr. 3 made several large vats out of candles to hold the rainwater, ready to stay on the road and drink it slowly.

..。

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