The port area of ??Blackwater City is very large, because this port has to accommodate many ships, and those ships are also very large.
So, in this huge port, you can hardly see anything except ships. There are masts on all sides, some with sails spread, some furled under the masts, cables crisscrossing back and forth, the sound of ship bells ringing one after another, and sailors can be heard on every plank road shouting and pulling the anchor chains and ropes. Porters carrying goods in wooden carts shuttled back and forth among merchants and captains from Polaka, Visman, Aslan and other areas, moving goods quickly from one dock to another, and one cabin to another. cabin. []
The salty sea breeze was turned into something like frozen hairtail by the cold wind in December. It was fishy, ??cold, and sticky. It slapped people all over the face and got into their sleeves and necks, making people unable to help but pull. Thin clothes that fit tight.
However, there are still seagulls in this season. Although many male black-striped blue seagulls go out to sea to fish, there are still some left-behind females hovering in the air, trying to find in the wake of ships those that have been swept up by eddies into the shallow water. A fish that slipped through the net. They made a crisp cry, and this dark morning that seemed lifeless due to the cloudy sky seemed to have a little vitality because of these seagulls.
In the corner of the harbor, there is a beautiful three-masted schooner docked. The mainmast's jib has now been transformed into a gaff sail, and the original moon angel emblem on the bow jib is now added with a cherry pink ring. new moon.
Compared with the imperial two-masted armed merchant ship next to it that was full of the smell of leather, kerosene, spices and sweat, the smell of this ship can be said to be quite good. A meaty aroma that stimulates salivation wafted from the forecastle, making the ship beside it smell quite good. The sailors on several ships looked sideways.
After all, for poor sailors who eat hard bread and biscuits mixed with sawdust at sea, fresh, clean and well-sorted meat is a rare thing like the Loch Ness Monster.
Having said that, if after a few months at sea, mysterious meat of unknown origin suddenly appeared, would you dare to eat it?
These sailors who are waiting to dock have not eaten decent food for several months. They have been dieting since yesterday to leave empty stomachs for the gluttonous journey after landing, and now is the time when they are the hungriest. .
There is a large table on the forecastle deck. On the Moon Angel, the captain and the commanding officers ate at this table. At this moment, Yueying took the seat of the table as a matter of course, holding red grapes in one hand and a toothpick in the other, with grilled tenderloin that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.
"Captain Holo, have our supplies been completed?"
Yueying, who had a serious tone, tried to sound dignified, but no matter who it was, there was no such thing as "magnificence" when talking while chewing two ounces of pork.
"Miss, your dignity has been lost."
Because she was afraid that Yueying would kill someone and silence her, Holo also stuffed her mouth with two potatoes when she spoke, so to others, this sentence sounded the same as "the food in the cafeteria is getting worse" or "fuck this potato actually tastes like potato." "Taste" is almost the same.
However, Holo didn¡¯t dare to ignore Yueying¡¯s question, so she added another sentence.
"The last batch of computer accessories has been moved into your private collection room. The quality of this batch is very good, and the effect of the medicine will work quickly."
After studying computers for so many years, this is the first time I heard that quality is used to describe computer accessories.
Yueying put down the wine glass, picked up the beer bottle on the side, and drank half of the bottle at the mouth of the bottle, flushing down all the meat stuck in the esophagus.
"So, how about we set sail while we have dinner?"
With that said, Yueying climbed onto the anchor chain winch and pulled the anchor up from the water.
Wang Ming looked at the anchor, which was rising rapidly like commodity prices, and felt chills all over his body. The anchor weighed a hundred kilograms
At Yue Ying¡¯s signal, the cable was untied by the crew. Driven by the waves, the unfettered Yue Angel began to float out of the berth without the help of a tugboat.
With the toothpick held high by Yue Ying, the sails were lowered one after another, and Yue Angel spread her white wings and drove to the Shenzhen Port area along with two large merchant ships.
"Lower the main topsail and prepare the elf sail to recharge! One-two! Pull! One-two! Pull! Have you not eaten or have you just gotten out from under the man? Use some strength! Use strength! For God's sake For your sake! Or do you want me to whip you with a whip? Huh?"
The first mate used a drunken voice to direct the busy sailors. The sea breeze blew, and the first mate, who was only 1.5 meters tall, was almost blown off the forecastle deck.
However, the dexterous cat tail maintained balance at the critical moment, allowing the first mate to stand firmly on the forecastle and face the waist of the ship.He was gesticulating on the railing of the board.
Wang Ming stared at the loli first mate who was flapping his plush cat ears along with the trumpet, and asked in confusion: "Sister, will your ship be managed by minors?"
The sea breeze blew again, lifting the first mate's Gothic dress. After the wind and waves calmed down, Yueying quickly climbed up from the deck: "Yes, red lace."
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"It's cute, isn't it? Red lace?"
¡°¡I always feel that it is a miracle that this ship did not sink in the port.¡±
Wang Ming is not prepared to get too entangled in such trivial matters. After all, everyone's life is obviously more important.
"Are you sure our first mate is an expert in navigation and leadership, and not just a sucking spiral lollipop who appears at all ages?
??A natural loli in the eighteen-year-old limited anime? "
Yue Ying looked back at Wang Ming with eyes glistening with alcohol: "Of course I can guarantee that Yue Angel will always follow the elite route!"
Holo finally finished getting rid of the two potatoes stuck near the epiglottis cartilage, and interjected: "Chris is the captain's successor that I personally selected and trained. She is definitely the best first mate on the Western Sea."
"oh?"
"Although Chris's strength is only 17, her leadership and navigation skills have been upgraded to expert level! This is experience gained by spending a lot of money!"
It was then that Wang Ming discovered that Holo's eyes were also shining with alcohol.
"You two, just go to sleep!"
"No, I still want to drink~"
"I'm not drunk, how could it be possible after just drinking so much vomit"
"Wow, the captain vomited, doctor! Doctor! We must keep the child!"
kindness? When he heard the last sentence, Wang Ming felt that he had drunk too much.
But I didn¡¯t even drink a sip.
The forecastle hatch door opened, and Cang Yang, who came up with a pot in hand, kicked the door shut and placed the pitch-black cooking pot in the center of the table. The gurgling liquid inside was constantly pushing against the pot lid. Through the gaps in the pot lid, it seemed that there was something unspeakable inside.
"I had expected them to be drunk."
Cangyang put his left hand on his lower back and opened the pot: "So I made a hangover soup."
A strange purple fish composed of bones and carrion jumped up from the pot, swung its tail that was browned by the high temperature twice in the air, and then was slapped back into the pot by Cang Yang with the lid of the pot. The splash of soup splashed on the oak wood. Several pits were formed on the table, and green smoke rose up along with the miserable green steam rising from the soup.
Hell¡¯s chowder?
¡°Mia, pry their mouths open.¡±
Wang Ming, who was named, shook his head desperately: "Sister will kill me!"
"It's really useless." Cang Yang obviously knew that this thing didn't work, so he took out a big spoon from the space bag on his waist. No, the scientific name of this thing should be called "ladle".
"Dear Comrade Yueying, please open your mouth."
The ladle containing the soup is dissolving rapidly.
¡°I, I really can¡¯t drink anymore.¡±
Yueying was already slurring her words.
"This is good wine."
When he said this, the fish in the gourd was closing its mouth full of fangs.
"Good wine? But it smells weird."
Cangyang handed the ladle to Yueying's mouth and signaled Wang Ming to avoid it with his eyes, and the latter jumped directly from the side of the ship.
"This is a special medicinal wine."
Yueying opened her mouth in a daze: "Hey, feed me a drink Gudong"
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On this noon, which turned sunny to cloudy and drizzled, the Moon Angel finally sailed out of Blackwater Port under the command of a group of drunken crew members. Wang Ming left the forecastle deck with mushroom stewed chicken to avoid getting involved with the rampaging Yue Ying who was mowing the grass in unparalleled mode.
The stern is the most stable area on the entire ship. This area cannot be touched by wind, sun, rain or rain. It is a rare first-class cabin area on the ship.
Wang Ming certainly didn¡¯t come here to occupy the first-class cabin. He¡¯s not that boring. Anyway, he doesn¡¯t care much about the living environment, so just don¡¯t be too outrageous.
The reason why he came here was just because Yuhuang was here.
In order to use the Miracle Scroll on Yuhuang as soon as possible, the Knights' expedition team must put her in the queue to avoid having to go through all the trouble to get the scroll, but something unfortunate happens on the way back.
Although Yuhuang¡¯s physical condition is very bad, as a talented personAs a druid, Holo can ensure that Yuhuang's condition will not worsen while he is on the ship, and this is another reason why the Knights ask Holo for help.
Only druids who are proficient in the ways of wild nature can stabilize Yuhuang's illness, and Holo is the best among them, and she is also a member of Yueying's harem.
After hearing the reason, Holo not only agreed to Yueying's request and quickly summoned the sailors, but also generously gave up her captain's cabin to share a bed with Yueying.
Wang Ming pushed open the ornately decorated hatch, placed the clay pot on the bedside table, and opened the curtain of the big bed.
"You little lazy boy, get up and eat!"
Yuhuang simply retracted his head into the quilt.
"Get up quickly, the sun is shining on your butt. If you don't get up, you won't have anything to eat."
While persuading, Wang Ming reached out his hand and tried to lift the quilt.
"Woo"
Yuhuang held on to the quilt with all his strength, refusing to come out.
Crazy fighting spirit breaks out!
Precisely controlled violent fighting energy poured into his wrists, and his muscle strength increased several times. Wang Ming easily pulled up the quilt. Then he saw something he shouldn't have seen.
"I, I, I, I didn't see anything!"
The poor boy turned around and covered his eyes in an attempt to prove his innocence, but it was in vain. The two streaks of nosebleeds hanging from the tip of his nose proved his sin.
"Mia, Mia, did you see it?"
Wang Ming quickly shook his head: "I didn't see anything developed at all!"
"Yes, yes, you have developed something, but you haven't"
Wang Ming tried hard to shake what he had just seen out of his mind. After all, he had never expected that Yuhuang had the habit of sleeping naked.
Yuhuang's voice, as thin as a mosquito's fly, was still stammering: "Okay, it seems that I have grown acup recently. Could it be that I am getting fat? I wonder if he will like girls who have become fat "
Wang Ming shook his head, picked up the mushroom soup and started feeding the mascot of the Knights.
The Moon Angel is in Yuhuang's "Ah, it's so hot! Give me some coolness, you idiot!" "It tastes terrible. There's too much salt in it. Who made it?" "I don't know if I like pheasant or not. A refrigerated farm product!¡± This type of incomprehensible remarks were made.
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ps: I really can¡¯t write anymore I feel completely drained