The Moby Dick was still sailing through the waves. In fact, the White Beard Pirates already had a fixed route.
This route would pass through every territory of the White Beard Pirates.
It was equivalent to patrolling the territory of the White Beard Pirates.
If you encounter pirates who dare to cause trouble here,
He would directly attack and kill the opponent!
If it's an enemy with potential
He took the other party in as his son.
blink
The next day!
Even though White Beard was old, his lifestyle was still the same as when he was young.
Before six in the morning
He woke up.
Then, he realized that his father was the last person to wake up on the Mobydick.
This made him very gratified!
His sons had worked hard!
Looking at the entire White Beard Pirates, almost everyone was working hard on their cultivation.
Only a few people were busy with some work.
For example, the chef was busy cooking, or some people were busy cleaning.
The entire Moby Dick was in a heated atmosphere.
It made people's blood boil.
This is a young pirate group
The kind of sunshine and vitality that should be there!
"Gulalala! He was cultivating even before dawn. It seemed that the words he said to his stupid sons yesterday had stimulated them and made them realize that their strength was insufficient.”
"Speaking of which, this was a reminder from that brat Roy. If it weren't for his inner voice that woke me up,"
"I'm afraid I won't notice the White Beard Pirates either."
"So you've already become a little lethargic.”
" Gulalala!!!"
White Beard was in a good mood.
Wait a minute!
He seemed to have overlooked something?
Roy!
White Beard suddenly reacted. Among all the crew members who were working hard to cultivate, Roy was the only one who was not present!
He didn't need to guess to know what Roy was doing.
He was definitely sleeping in the cabin!
How long had it been?
It was almost dawn!
Still sleeping?
White Beard was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
This brat!
How lazy!
Phew--
No!
This brat Roy was clearly so outstanding that he could beat his stupid sons in all aspects. If he were to continue lying flat like a salted fish, wouldn't he be crippled in the future?
He could only watch helplessly as a talented person became decadent, decadent, and even crippled on his own ship.
The white-bearded man felt uncomfortable.
He found it very difficult to accept.
He had to think of a way to make that little brat move!
Forcibly waking him up?
not
This method was useless.
He had to find something for him to do!
Looking for something?
white beard
He was thinking!
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In the afternoon, Roy's body clock came into play again.
He woke up very punctually in the afternoon!
Yes!
Very punctual!
however
Roy had just finished washing up and before he could go out, someone knocked on the door.
This made him slightly stunned.
"Roy! It was me! Marko!" Marko's voice came from outside the cabin.
Marko? What is he doing here?
Roy was slightly surprised.
opened the door
sure enough
Marko was right outside the door!
"Marko, what is this?" Roy asked in surprise.
Marko smiled." Dad asked me to come and get you. He wants you to go to his place. He said it's the second test for you to join the White Beard Pirates!"”
"Okay, okay, I'll be right there." Roy's mouth twitched slightly.
This white-bearded man was really good at torturing people!
As expected, it's on top of my fishing career
The biggest obstacle!
"Roy, are you alright?" Marko noticed Roy's expression and felt that something was wrong. He thought of Roy's " unhealthy " body and asked nervously,""Is there something wrong with your body? Is the training plan that Bista made for you too much?”
It would be strange if I was fine! Who knows what your father, the white-bearded man, wants me to do this time?
Damn it! Old White Beard doesn't care about martial arts!
Torturing a lazy little comrade like me!
I've already created such an ordinary and weak character for myself. Why is he still staring at me?
Could it be that I've overdone it?
Hiss, there was such a possibility!
What a misstep!
All kinds of thoughts flashed through Roy's mind, but he still kept his emotions to himself on the surface. His expression management skills were excellent, and his acting skills were better than many young hunks. He could even beat some movie kings.
"I'm fine. I just woke up and was a little confused.”
Roy increasingly felt that his character image might have been a little too much.
So he said to Marko.
Marko heaved a sigh of relief." Phew, that's good. It made me nervous."”
"Then come with me to my father's place!”
"Father has already logged on for a while.”
How could he not go?
Damn!
"Alright."
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