Zefa of the Pirate

Chapter 239, Books

what?
Olvia and a few others turned their heads in a daze, and looked at Mosa with questioning eyes.

Mossat paused for a moment, and didn't choose to play tricks, and directly stated his conjecture: "If my guess is not wrong, this is the ancient O'Hara!"

"..."

"The history of this city is very long. My knowledge tells me how old this city is. It has a history of nearly 900 years!

"As for the architectural style here, I have seen it. There is a place that is almost exactly the same as here, although it is countless times grander. It is an ancient country that was destroyed 800 years ago, and there is an ancient country with a piece of historical text.

"In addition, although the observation is not detailed enough, I found a large number of traces of the use of ancient characters in this city, traces as old as this city! So..."

So sloppy!

Olvia frowned halfway through Mosa's speech, secretly dissatisfied in her heart.

How can you be so hasty! ?
Archeology is a very rigorous matter, although there are also inferences and guesses, and even very high frequency.

But these uncertain inferences and guesses are often inferred based on countless details and meticulously crushed details of the literature.

Rather than Mosa's direct judgment without careful study...

How sloppy it is!
And just when a few people including Olvia were driven by their world-class professionalism and couldn't help but want to interrupt Mosa, Mosa changed his style in advance, with a serious look on his face. said:

"Finally, if this still doesn't convince you..."

Mosa pointed to the right

"It's written there~"

Olvia and the others subconsciously looked in the direction of Mosa's finger.

Sure enough, a tattered wooden board was found not far from the side, on which was written in crooked universal language:

Ancient O'Hara Ruins - Gol D. Roger.

Olvia: ==(●●|||)
Carol: (*)!!
Everyone: (⊙ω⊙`)
…………

There was an air of embarrassment in the air, and everyone except Mosa looked dazed and didn't know what expressions and postures they should show to express their shock...

1 minute has passed...

5 minute has passed...

After 10 minutes, Mosa couldn't bear it anymore, he still had a lot of things to do, and he just searched here carefully with his knowledge and knowledge, it didn't look like there would be a lot of fresh books, so he came out The sound broke the silence.

"that……"

His voice seemed to be a signal, directly detonating the excitement in the hearts of everyone, and the quiet ancient city turned into a noisy debate in an instant.

"Why is there a message from Gol Roger here?!"

"That One Piece? Why did he appear here?"

"I don't know, but these are not the most important things!"

"That's right, what about Gol Roger and what about One Piece, the most important thing now is this ruin! It... no, is he really, is it the legendary O'Hara?"

……

Mosa pinched his forehead with a headache and tried to bring the topic back to his own rhythm: "I didn't expect Dr. Keluba to find such a place."

"Impossible, the world government will not allow O'Hara to still exist in the world!"

"But what is this in front of you! The reality is that O'Hara still exists!"

Nobody cares about Mosa...

Mo Sa Yagen turned his head itchy and said to Kroll one-on-one: "Now you should tell me where those books are placed!"

The tone is blunt, every word is spoken, even in a noisy environment comparable to a market, it is still very clear.

Then Mosa discovered that Kroll was also looking at the city in a daze, even so dazed that he didn't participate in the discussion.

After Mosa repeated his own words, Kroll turned his head and said blankly: "Well... I am also here for the first time... The place where we put the books is passing by a certain fork in the road above. Passed by..."

Mosa: ヾ(.￣□￣)ツ

I found the wrong one! ?

After being told by Kroll, Mosa seemed to remember that there was indeed a fork in the direction where books were stored before. The breath from that place was not as cold and damp as usual underground, but rather dry and damp. Warm, but was selectively ignored by Mosa because of the attraction of underground silence.

At that time, Mo Sa had the idea of ​​coming back to investigate...

Then he was shocked by O'Hara and forgot...

But...it doesn't seem to be a bad thing!

(˙▽˙) [cross the waist]

If he followed Kroll to get the book in a proper manner, he didn't know how long it would take before he had the chance to come to this O'Hara ruins again.

So, Mosa and Kroll stared at each other, exchanging eyes crazily...

Gradually, the gay look of the gays here affected the discussion over there. A group of archaeologists looked over, and Mo Sa also looked away in a timely manner.

He looked around and scratched his head: "Then... why don't we check the books first? Anyway, this city won't run away if it's here, 800 years have passed, so it's not too late, right? In addition, looking at the current situation, it may take a long time for you to organize your books and investigate Oha before you can leave here. I can just go to solve the problem of your future base. Although this place is indeed very good, but..."

Mosa spread out his hands, with a helpless expression on his face.

"You can't always transport food and some daily necessities from the outside, then the risk of exposure is too great. If you really want to study this city, you have to wait until the situation is stable and build a concealed and stable transportation channel. .”

Everyone looked at each other, okay, you have finished talking about everything, good and bad, and they have nothing to say, so let's do it this way.

Seeing everyone's reactions, Mosa nodded, expressing his satisfaction with their "knowledge in general" performance.

But after seeing them packing up their things and preparing to go up, Mosa instantly calculated in his mind the time it would take to go there.

It was a number that made him feel like his patience was being challenged.

So he rolled up a sand blanket with his hands, wrapped everyone present, and left here in a flash, flying towards the tunnel in his memory.

Once again, calm has been restored here, leaving only the O'Hara ruins standing here quietly, just like it has been for 800 years.

And... that broken board signed with Gol D. Roger's name on it.

Violating and inexplicable harmony.

(End of this chapter)