Originally, they thought they would have to climb over the cliff to get to the back of the island, but Alantu took them on a coastal detour, and then they saw an obvious paved road.

Walking along this road, you will soon see a village settlement.

There is a clear difference from Roshi's original small village, and the scale alone cannot be compared.

At the same time, these buildings are not simply made of wood and stone, but have obvious traces of more professional construction.

"These are the results of the kindness we have received from well-wishers who bring wonderful tools to build our homes and improve our living conditions." Ailantu Road.

Roshi nodded, a little envious.

If his village had such good conditions before, he would probably have been much easier in those years.

At least on weekdays, the part of helping to repair the house will definitely be much less.

After a brief reminiscence, Roshi took a few pages of manuscript and a pen from his bosom and began to write them down.

Jeffrey was curious to see this, and he did occasionally see Roshi in a corner of the ship, quietly alone and writing something with pen and paper.

However, Roxi's cold aura when he was alone made him not very brave to talk to him.

But now that everyone was together, the atmosphere was obviously much more harmonious, so he asked directly, "Captain, what do you write on weekdays?" ”

"Books, travelogues, poems, everything." Roshi replied as he wrote.

Jeffrey was even more surprised when he found out.

You're a macho man who can smash missiles on the water with an anchor, and your hobby is actually writing these things?

It's not that I don't think it's appropriate, it's just that the contrast surprised Jeffrey.

But after looking back and taking a closer look, excluding the exaggerated performance that Luo Xi made in front of him before, Luo Xi was just a thin man looking at Wen Crepe on the outside.

Even the appearance is biased towards beauty.

Changing his clothes, I am afraid that no one can connect him with the hunters who are adventuring at sea, but I think that it is the concubine of some noble family who is outcast.

When the aborigines of the surrounding islands looked at their group, they mostly stayed on Roshi.

That kind of detached temperament makes him stand out from the crowd, and it is not trivial at first glance.

Roche was very fast, and he wrote four or five pieces of manuscript paper along the way, and only stopped writing when he was almost there, and put them back in his clothes.

With the hospitality of the aborigines, they were given several vacant rooms as a place to stay.

"Do slaves have rooms? You guys are so good! Actually, it doesn't have to be so good! Wan Yi, who was still dressed as a slave, burst into tears when he saw the arrangement.

The other slaves also said that they didn't need to be so nice to the slaves.

The aborigines were so annoyed that they whispered: "These slaves have a brain problem, but fortunately we don't want it." After that, they were settled under the command of the cloth.

Jeffrey called performance art.

Sitting down on the bed, which was neither soft nor hard, Jeffrey discussed with the little princess in his mind about how long the script would last.

He was told before he came in that the test would take a long time, so he prepared in advance, taking advantage of the small vacation after the previous mission to spare a few days to work for the troupe.

But for the time being, he still doesn't seem to see the head of this test, and if it takes a little longer, his brotherhood will probably come back to life again.

"Several scheduled projects have been completed, but the operation of this script world is not something that can be adjusted casually. It's a world that's very close to the real world that we've tried our best to put on, and what we miss after leaving is really missing. The little princess reminded leisurely that there was no hurry.

"Then I'll stay a little longer." Jeffrey thought for a moment and said.

"Uh-huh."

With that, Jeffrey rested for a while, and then heard another horn outside.

"It's that voice again, I think we heard it when we came here before." Said a sailor next to him.

"It may be that there is a way of interrogation when you see a ship approaching." Jeffrey said.

Then he left the room, and saw Erlantu preparing to go out with a group of people.

It seems that his guess was good.

The villagers passing by were a little colder than he had imagined, and at first the impression of the Ailantu group was still warm and good-looking, but most of the people in the village seemed to be a little unreliant.

Walking around the village for a while, Jeffrey saw the familiar figure of Roshi, and the second pair of clothes poles.

The second officer was discussing something with a villager, and Luo Xi was standing not far away, his eyes more focused on his surroundings, writing with a pen and paper in his hand.

Jeffrey leaned in.

Before he could speak, Luo Xi condoled without looking back: "You have been working hard lately, don't you have a good rest?" Jeffrey. ”

"Ah, it's okay, tired and tired, and the recovery is fast, all of a sudden." Jeffrey replied.

"We may not be together for long, but I will use my pen to record you." Roshi said.

"Did I also get written down by you, Captain? What an honor. ”

"Nothing to be honored with, just clumsy penmanship, a little hobby. I want to keep a record of what I've seen and experienced. Not only you, but every crew member I wrote, although they all said that it was not necessary, but I think they still look like different people when they live, even if it is a performance, I should write about their posture when they perform. Roshi said lightly, not listening to his hand in the process.

Jeffrey didn't quite understand the words, and he didn't know what to take all of a sudden.

When Roshi's writing was finished, he put away the pen and paper and said to Jeffrey, "We'll stay for about three days, and then we'll sail for a while to reach land." ”

"Really?" Jeffrey's eyes lit up.

He hated the sea, and it wasn't a joke, even if it had only been a few days since he re-touched it.

"As we know from the Alantu side, the Wave Islands are very close to the mainland, which is why ships always pass by, making it a place like a supply point on the way. Looks like we've finally found the right place this time. Roshi also breathed a sigh of relief.

As he was talking, the second mate came back with a piece of paper: "Damn, sure enough, the prices in this seemingly civilized place can't be as casual as before." ”

Luo Xi chuckled and said, "How's it going?" ”

"I want to make sure that people here really don't accept slaves?" Yi Pole said with an unhappy face.

He gestured to the note in his hand, which was a simple contract, and it was natural to trade it if he wanted to get supplies.

Jeffrey doesn't know very much, but it seems that the price here is very expensive.

This is also too real, and it also evokes Geoffrey's long memory, the Sunken Sky Islands naturally do not have strict currency, and everyone barters roughly.

Naturally, his long-term memories also come from before the time travel......

Forget it, there's nothing to remember about this kind of memory, so let's take it quickly.

"We haven't really been to the mainland either, so we may be pitted." Roshi said.

"I know, but we really don't have a channel to compare, and I don't know if we suffer or not." The clothes shrugged helplessly.

"There's no way around that, we'll send someone to move things after we've discussed it." Roshi's jaw.

"When we get to the mainland, if I find that the prices are wrong, I will have to go back here and vigorously promote the slave trade." The clothes pole said viciously.

Jeffrey stopped talking.

You can't get along with the slave trade, can you?

When they returned to the entrance of the village, they happened to see a group of people far larger than the team of the submarine volcano following Ailantu slowly.

These people are dressed in blue and luxurious clothes, and they look like they are from an extraordinary background.

They were chattering and talking to Ailantu all the way.

And when Roshi came into their sight, the group suddenly fell silent.

He looked at Roshi, his eyes widening in astonishment.

"Hunting ...... Hunter! The man in the lead exclaimed.

(End of chapter)