Pirates: I have League of Legends

Not far after following Whitebeard, Mondo saw a large group of people surrounding the deck from a distance.

Seeing Whitebeard approaching, the crowd automatically made way for a passage, and Mondo, who followed Whitebeard closely, also took this opportunity to squeeze into the innermost part of the crowd.

I saw a small boat on the deck in the center surrounded by people.

The style of that small boat is very peculiar. Its general appearance is similar to that of an ordinary lifeboat, but in some details, it is obvious that a lot of modifications have been made, making this small boat obviously different from ordinary lifeboats. .

Mondo didn't know much about structural knowledge, but with his naked eyes, Mondo felt that these modifications should be used for more stable ocean navigation.

Moreover, the boat has a very strange sense of dissonance. Judging from the marks on it, it does not smell like an industrial product. It looks like it is handmade, but its manufacturing process is clearly excellent.

Contrary to this, the material is crude. Generally speaking, wood is relatively resistant to seawater corrosion. A hull made of slightly better wood can be used for a long time. If it undergoes some special treatment, it can be even more durable. Used for a long time.

But at the same time, there are also types of wood that are not resistant to seawater corrosion. These corrosion-resistant woods are very cheap in this pirate world where the sea is full. No one with a little money will use this kind of wood for shipbuilding. s material.

Therefore, this small boat, which seemed to be made with exquisite craftsmanship, and the severely corroded modification marks on it, immediately attracted Mondo's attention.

Was it because the voyage took too long, or because the wood materials were too poor?Mondo rubbed his chin and thought.

"Dad, you're here, come and take a look!" An old man with glasses stood up and said immediately when he saw White Beard approaching.

He had been squatting next to the boat just now, holding a wrinkled book soaked in water and carefully flipping through it. Judging from his appearance, he looked like a boatman on the boat, but Mondo had not seen him, no. Know his name.

"What's wrong?" Whitebeard asked, "Is this the person you rescued? What's so special about him?"

After hearing what Whitebeard said, Mondo discovered that there was another person lying in the boat. He had not seen it because of the obstruction of the side of the boat.

The man lying in the boat was extremely tall and burly, visually estimated to be at least 3 meters tall, similar to Bista. This height is almost the standard for strong men in the pirate world, just like all navy The general, as well as most of the captains on Whitebeard's ship, are almost all close to this height.

The man also wore a pair of glasses with yellow lenses on his face, which added a touch of elegance to his tall, muscular figure.

Seeing his face, Mondo suddenly opened the valve of memory, as if he had seen this face somewhere before.

"Dad, look!" The old boatman held up the notebook in his hand and handed it to Whitebeard. "This notebook was found on him. The design drawings recorded on it are simply beautiful masterpieces! Like this one!"

The old boatman was very excited, but he moved very carefully. He opened a page of his notebook, pointed to the blurry picture soaked in sea water and said: "This design drawing should be the renovation design drawing of this small boat. These modifications can effectively increase the stability of the boat in waves and make it less likely to roll over!”

"Look at this again!" The boatman pointed to a rudder-like thing on the boat and said with shining eyes, "This thing can automatically sense the wind direction, thereby adjusting the attitude of the boat on the sea, so that the boat always faces the wind blowing. direction to prevent crosswinds from affecting the boat.”

"And this place..." the boatman pointed to another damaged place and said to Whitebeard, "according to the drawings, there should have been something here that could use manpower to adjust the attitude of the boat. Went up, but unfortunately, it was damaged, probably due to the storm.”

"I was just curious. We just experienced such a violent storm that the Moby Dick couldn't withstand it. How could this small boat be able to withstand it? Logically speaking, there are no ships around this sea area now. Not to mention a lifeboat-like boat like this.”

The old boatman became more and more excited as he talked and couldn't help but dance: "Now after reading this notebook, I understand that these subtle modifications can have such a huge effect, even allowing an ordinary lifeboat to survive such a fierce storm. !”

"Dad!" the boatman said, pointing to the unconscious person in the boat. "If this notebook belongs to him, then he must be a genius. We must keep him. I can't wait to have a lot of questions with him. He discussed it!”

At this time, the man in the boat seemed to be awakened by the noisy noise around him, and he woke up in a daze.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that he was surrounded by strong men. He was frightened and shrank to a corner of the boat. It seemed that he moved too much or was weak. He coughed continuously.

Mondo clicked his tongue a few times. He had also experienced this feeling and could empathize with it.

Without waiting for the cough to finish, the man put his hand into his arms, as if he was groping for something. But as soon as he touched it, his expression suddenly changed. He quickly touched it a few more times and found that there was still nothing. There was something visible on the man's face. He looked panicked.

He quickly got up and rummaged around the boat, but still seemed to find nothing.

He looked around in panic, and suddenly saw the notebook in the old boatman's hand. He immediately shouted: "Give it back to me!"

As he spoke, he rushed towards the old boatman. He seemed to be weak. When he turned over the side of the boat, the strong man tripped over the side of the boat and fell to the ground. However, he did not stop at all and rolled to the ground. He rushed towards the old boatman.

The old boatman was only the height of an ordinary person, and he didn't look like a combatant. Seeing this 3-meter-tall strong man rushing towards him, he was so frightened that he immediately shrank back and hid his notebook behind him.

"Give me back the book, it's mine!" the strong man yelled, with a ferocious look on his face. He knocked away several pirates who stood up to stop him along the way.

"Stop it!"

Jozi, who was standing next to Whitebeard, drank in a deep voice, took a step forward, and placed a big hand directly on the strong man's back from above.

Qiaozi was 5 meters tall and strong. The strong man was no match for him. He was immediately pressed firmly to the ground and could not move. However, he still struggled and shouted: "Give it back to me quickly, quickly." give me back!"

Seeing that Jozi had taken control of the situation, the old boatman walked out boldly, raised the notebook in his hand and said, "You said this notebook is yours?"

"Of course it's mine, you damn robbers, give it back to me!" the strong man said through gritted teeth.

"So these design drawings above were also designed by you?"

"Of course I designed it."

Having said this, the old boatman turned to look at Whitebeard, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

Since this strong man admitted that these design drawings were made by him, it also meant that the genius mentioned by the old boatman was him. However, whether to accept this person or not, the head of the family, Whitebeard, still needed to make a decision.

Whitebeard looked down at the strong man and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Cooliel."

"Well, in that case, be my son!"