"But that fish-man boatsmith Tom is really good, at least his idea is really interesting, and once it can be implemented, the convenience it brings is not as simple as it says."

Natasha and Catrell walked back to the studio and heard someone's voice:

"Well, you're back?"

I saw Reilly pretending to come out as if nothing happened, he himself was more embarrassed, his eyes were a little fluttering, and Natasha said unexpectedly:

"You pressed it anyway, and then triggered some traps."

"No, I don't, you can't slander."

"But your pants are torn and you don't notice that your ass is a little cold?"

"I'm going? No wonder? ”

Reilly immediately turned around, and instead of a hole, his pants were wet.

He knew that he had been fooled, and looked at Natasha, who was still smiling, because he was a little smiling, and had to help the dean to laugh to his heart's content.

"You already guessed that I was going to touch it?"

"Of course, okay, okay, I can't laugh, I have to calm down."

Natasha rubbed her face and began to prepare to introduce her masterpiece to the dean:

"Steam Behemoth First Edition! Horsepower can rest assured, Chuangfei can be a warship!! ”

Catrell raised her hand slightly, she wanted to say, this thing shouldn't be so tough, she just seemed to casually mention it.

But it is not good to disturb Natasha's enthusiasm, she herself has already entered the state.

"Trust me, let me upgrade a few more generations, I'll let this thing smash all the islands! Hahahaha! ”

Reilly leaned over to Catrell and asked in a cautious whisper:

"When did she become like this?"

Catrell also responded carefully:

"I took her to feel the feeling of arms suppression before, and she was addicted."

"No wonder, this guy looks violent, will she just beat people?"

"No, she'll put on an exoskeleton and beat you up again."

"So ruthless?"

Reilly glanced at Natasha, who was excited and intoxicated, and swallowed.

"But don't worry, she won't beat you up directly........."

"Huh? So she won't beat people? ”

"No, she'll drink vodka and beat you up again."

"Vodka? Does she drink a small glass? ”

She drank from the bottle.

Cold sweat suddenly oozed from Reilly's forehead, revealing a far-fetched smile:

"No, it's impossible....... she's not drunk enough if I drank to death, right?"

"She was drunk last time, and she pulled me to pour it."

"Vodka?"

"Cement."

“？？？？？？！！”

Reilly double-checked:

"Cement?"

Catrell nodded, his gaze more serious than ever:

"Well, the way she was on her shoulders is, I think, one of the most memorable images of my long life. But it doesn't matter, I'll deliberately control her drinking, and I won't let her get drunk, after all, she's drunk, and I have to let the whole family Homiz pull it. Of course......."

"Or is it useful?"

"No, almost all of the Homiz in the family can't hold her."

"Dean, what are you talking about?"

"No, no, no, I said Natasha, your masterpiece today is really amazing."

"That's it! This is my sleepless work today!! Sooner or later, one day, I will directly open the ultimate weapon and shatter the Red Clay Continent! ”

Reilly continued to ask in a whisper:

"She's so excited now, she really hasn't drunk?"

"Should .........."

"In fact, she might as well go to find an ancient weapon."

"She wanted to make one herself."

"Huh?"

"What's so good? You and Roger have become One Piece and Vice King, and you don't allow her to make some gadgets? It's not a big deal. ”

Reilly looked back at Natasha and finally nodded:

"That's right, as long as she doesn't turn on this thing while I'm sleeping."

"Don't worry, you can't die, you're in good health."

Catrell patted Reilly on the back.

"She may have a celebration later, that is, she has to drink, the dean is old, and he can't move anymore, so it's up to you when the time comes, my eldest son."

Reilly looked at Catharl in disbelief, with what the dean said before, Reilly felt that he couldn't do it, and he suddenly felt a little empty.

It's going to die, right?

Definitely, right?

That's for sure!

It's going to die!

"Hey, hey, mom, don't you like this? I'm your own son! ”

"Oh, don't care about this kind of small detail, the dean is almost a hundred people, how can you drink, but you young people are in good health, come on, look after you."

Catrell looked like he trusted Reilly, and then made an excuse to leave.

Reilly always felt something weird.

Why don't he swim to find Roger now?

It should be too late.

You can find the Warring States.

When Catrell came out, he took out his phone and began to contact, first telling Mr. Tom about Natasha's achievements, and the other party was also very interested after learning that the bow could create a warship.

He had helped Roger build a great ship to support them to the Final Island, and now he had a more manly idea!

Listening to Mr. Tom's meaning on the other side, Catrell felt that if it weren't for the fact that this was the essence of the island, she suspected that the two of them really wanted to create Hades.

After all, someone does have a Hades blueprint in their hand.

But don't worry about this for the time being, Catrell stretched, it's good that someone comes back, and he can finally pit his son.

It's a great feeling.

As long as he continues to live in peace, Catrell is very happy.

The premise is:

Natasha wouldn't really go out and create people with that thing.

And Reilly won't secretly drive this thing to create people.

And I can't help but go and create people.

I seem to be a little obsessed with Chuangren, and I really shouldn't go to sea racing recently.

At night, it's easy to get too excited.

The bones of Ka Cha Ka began to ring, but who could refuse to ride a fathead fish in a leather suit at night at sea.

Although this picture was seen by others, it felt somewhat magical.

will think that he has not woken up, after all, who is a normal person can see an old woman playing music there in the middle of the night, riding a fathead fish crazy racing on the sea, and still greeting herself.

When ordinary people see it, they will feel that their dream is really getting more and more strange.

This has also led to a strange rumor coming out of nowhere recently:

In the middle of the night, if you wake up and hear music and cheers, you'd better not look at the sea, if you do, you'll see a grandmother who looks a little old actually riding the most stubborn and fast fathead fish on the sea speeding in the sea, and that grandma can also see looming ghosts around her, if you look at her, your soul will be confiscated by her, and follow her on the endless wandering of the sea.