Peace of the Pirate

Throwing down the last pliers, Qin Ping clicked his mouth with unfinished intention. .

A bit bland.

As a foodie from China, Qin Ping was really dissatisfied with his dinner. It is estimated that in the eyes of many people, eating lobster is a waste of resources.

Fortunately, the outstanding quality of the ingredients made up for some of the shortcomings to a certain extent. It was said that for a person who had been hungry all day, Qin Ping ate this lobster so cleanly that even a dog would probably starve to death.

With the stomach problem solved, Qin Ping had time to think carefully about his current situation.

This is definitely not the blue planet.

Qin Ping looked up at the stars. He was almost certain of this.

The appearance of Manda Xia Li and the huge strange fish that he had never seen before all proved this, not to mention that now that he thought about it, he also found a major piece of evidence.

Language.

Yes, the communication between Qin Ping and Manda Xia Li was entirely in a language he had never heard before, but the amazing thing was that he could not only understand it, but also speak it without any obstacles.

"This should be the reason for the owner of this body."

It is impossible for Qin Ping to know it from birth, so it should be that he has this ability after merging the remaining consciousness of this body.

Thinking of this, Qin Ping frowned.

With the precedent of language in front of him, he wanted to see if he could recall some other news, which would be of great help to him.

For example, the identity of the owner of the body, why it fell into the sea, and what the world is like.

If he could know this information, he would have peace of mind.

However, nothing works.

Like meditating hard during an exam, I obviously want to get something from my memory, but I never get it.

While finding nothing, Qin Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

No, no, it would be quite troublesome if it happened. He didn't want to face such epic philosophical issues as Zhuang Zhou Mengdie.

I managed to survive today, but what about tomorrow?Will there be rescuers?

Qin Ping was a little troubled. Robinson Crusoe drifted to a desert island and had a boatload of tools and seeds, but he had nothing and had no chance to learn to be a primitive man.

He wanted to go into the sea to find food but almost ended up with it. He didn't dare to go down to this sea anymore. Who knew if that strange fish would give up?

By the way, Manda Charlie is really fast. The strange fish can't even see her tail. No wonder she can live comfortably in such a dangerous sea.Are all mermaids like this?

I wonder if she will come again tomorrow?It would be nice if I could bring some food.

The exhausted Qin Ping fell asleep with random thoughts.

……

Fishman Island.

Manda Xia Li wandered home without a care in the world, she was still distressed.

"Where have you been today?"

A huge figure suddenly stood in front of Manda Xia Li.

Manda Xia Li was startled when her thoughts were interrupted. She looked up at her brother and hesitated: "I didn't go there either."

"Xiaoba told me that he saw you going to the shore today."

Aaron looked a little unkind, his well-behaved sister actually lied to him.

"I'm sorry brother."

Manda Xia Li apologized quietly, but after hesitating for a long time, she still did not tell what happened to Qin Ping.

Looking at his young sister, Aaron's mouth moved, but he still didn't say anything serious.

In his opinion, Manda Xia Li must have sneaked to the sea because of her yearning for the sky. In fact, his sister was not the only one who yearned for the sky.

The vast majority of the tribe is like this, and there are many who miss the human world.

Once upon a time, he wasn't.

It's just that the childhood fantasies have long been shattered by the naked reality.

"Next time you go to the sea, it's best to go with Xiaoba and the others. Humans are a despicable and despicable race. They are very dangerous."

A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and Aaron finally gave in. He and Manda Xia Li were both orphans and grew up in Fishman Street. His difficult childhood made him understand early that only his companions and relatives are the most reliable.

"Yes, brother."

Manda Xia Li looked at her brother in shock. She originally thought she would be reprimanded, but she did not expect such a result.

"Okay, go home quickly, I have to go on duty."

Aaron picked up his weapon and walked towards the Dragon Palace.

"It would be great if eldest brother was here."

A trace of longing flashed across Aaron's eyes. If that man was here, maybe they could grab a piece of land in the sea, and the tribe would have their own paradise.

But all this should not be given to them by humans.

Aaron gritted his teeth and wanted to stop that wrong approach.

Seeing her brother go away, Manda Xia Li breathed a sigh of relief and looked guilty: "I'm sorry, brother."

……

A huge ship sailed across the wide sea, with a white sail and a huge seagull logo printed on it. The sides of the ship were covered with artillery, and soldiers shuttled on the deck.

Bulu bulu bulu, brum bulu bulu

In the room, the phone bug's voice rang.

An officer who was taking a nap pushed his blindfold helplessly, pulled the microphone, and weakly returned: "Hey, this is Kuzan."

"Oh, it's Kuzan, where is Garp?"

Hearing the voice coming from the phone, Kuzan immediately sat up and replied respectfully: "General Garp should be fishing on the deck."

"Damn it, that guy always looks so laid-back. This mission is obviously very urgent. Do you know how much pressure we are under!"

There was a sound of gritted teeth on the other end of the phone, and then the tone changed: "Okay, tell me, has that person been found?"

"We have been searching nearby for a day, and we have also found the fragments of the wrecked ship." Kuzan paused: "But unfortunately, no survivors were found."

"..."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and a disappointed tone sounded: "I understand, you can continue searching, and report to me if there is any situation."

"I thought it was a bit unusual, not like a simple shipwreck."

Kuzan hesitated and expressed his guess.

"Listen up Kuzan, our task is just to find someone, and someone else will naturally do the rest." The tone on the other end of the phone was serious and he warned: "Don't create extraneous matters."

After a long silence, Kuzan nodded helplessly, and the little fire that had just been ignited in his heart disappeared: "I understand."

"By the way, remember to tell Garp and let him think about the matter carefully, and you can also give him more advice." Then the call was hung up.

Looking at the phone bug in his hand, a hint of helplessness flashed across Kuzan's face. How could he possibly do such a difficult job on his own?

Going back, Kuzan closed his eyes in comfort. Sure enough, sleeping is suitable for me.

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