In the early morning, the sea, light fog and thin curtains, the mist in the atmosphere scattered with morning light, dyeing the sky with a glazed color, which is of course a good omen.

Not long after the storm, the blue of the sea that is consistent with the unspeakable clarity is intertwined with the cool tones of sunlight shining through hazy mist in the early morning. From the perspective of simple appreciation, this is a scenic spot that can attract people.

The sea surface seemed to be empty, but if you look closely, you will find that there was a floating board floating there between the ups and downs of the tide.

On that board, a young man who looked limited was lying. Perhaps this should be the survivor of the storm.

But judging from his physical condition, it seems that he will not survive for long.

At this time, something quickly approached him from below the water surface. However, the other party had just exposed the water surface, and before he could react, the young man had opened his eyes suddenly.

"And, it turns out to be a fishman? Why did I come here because of the prey?" There is no problem with this person, but he is just lying here to fish and enforce the law.

"You... are fine." The fishman who came here was obviously stunned by this reaction. He had no malice and just wanted to come over to save the person. Otherwise, he would not have adopted such an obvious approach. Unexpectedly, the other party did not seem to need someone else to save him.

"It's okay, I just want to use my own bait to see if there are any stupid preys coming to my door... I haven't eaten for three days," he said, looking at the fishman with an unusual look, and what he said made the other party shudder.

"It's a pity that my family does not allow fishmen to eat... It's strange. In the past, it was said that there was an emergency food called the Newsbird. Are they extinct now?"

But this is not difficult to understand. Even people are difficult to survive these days, let alone birds.

"Hey, what are you afraid of? Didn't I say I won't eat fishman anymore?"

The fishman really didn't know how to answer this sentence. At least he could be sure that if it weren't for force majeure, this person might have really included the fishman in his own recipes... Most people in this world have a wide range of recipes because the food itself is very scarce.

"There is a sunken island nearby. Do you want to go there for a rest?" The fishman simply skipped the topic of food. This person has not eaten for three days, which means he has been drifting for a longer time. In this way, staying on the island will definitely be easier to recover than staying on the board.

"There is an island nearby, you are such a good person... Fishman, please take me over. To be honest, I'm almost stinky."

The fishman wrinkled his nose and thought to himself that you are too arrogant. What does it mean that it is almost odor and it is already odor? But he still extended a helping hand to this person, because there are very few humans who have no prejudice against fishman these days, and at least there is no such difference in the other party's eyes.

The fishman dragged the floating board and took the young man to the island he mentioned quickly... There were only a few small pieces of land that were exposed one or two meters above the water.

But this is enough for young people to rest.

"Huh...wood" He thought it was a reef under his feet, but soon he realized that it was not a stone but a wood.

"This was an island called Shambodi Islands, which was itself an island made of woods... but it was destroyed later." The fishman said. He was still quite resentful about this because the island disappeared, and now there are problems with the lighting in his hometown Fishman Island.

"Is that true?" The young people were not very surprised. Are there few islands that have been destroyed over the years? This is not news.

"You're very hungry and wait a moment." The fishman plunged into the sea without waiting for the other party to react.

Soon he surfaced again, and there was a big fish behind him that was not as big as him... No matter what kind of fish it was, there was food anyway.

The two of them used the ready-made materials here, finally setting off fire and started a simple barbecue operation, and then the wind blew the bad fish like a cloud.

The young man burped and then turned his gaze to the fishman's face, "Friend, I've helped you a lot. Look at your skeleton, you will be extraordinary in the future. How can you be interested in Yihai?"

"..." The fishman thought to himself what happened. I just wanted to come over and play a kind lifeguard.

"You have to know that if you want to live more freely these days, there is only one way for pirates. The world is heading for destruction, but you still have a chatterbox in your family. Think about it, how terrifying this is."

The two things he said were not next to each other, but he always felt that it was a bit inexplicably matched.

"So I am raising crew members. The pirate group has excellent benefits, provides five insurances and one fund, various holidays and various benefits, and the salary and industry competitiveness is in the top 5%. How about it, do you want to consider it?"

What this guy wants should be a lifeguard and chef, and the fishman is obviously suitable for these two roles. It is so convenient to save lives and catch fish on the top.

"Recruiting crew members to say that your companions died in that storm."

"No, we all survived... My crew is only myself so far." Then he changed his words and said, "Sorry, sorry, it's a bit disrespectful to you. I'm the only one with me and you in my boat."

There is no way to spit out this groove. The fishman said to me, and then you counted me in whatever I said. Besides, there is no boat in your special meow. You only have one board, and you were burned when you grilled the fish.

"But..." This man looked unreliable, and the fishman was about to refuse immediately. He had no intention of going to sea, but today he was just coming up occasionally to take a breath.

"Slowly, I haven't asked you what to call me yet. It's a little rude."

"...I'm really unfair." Why do you still need the fishman to introduce himself first?

"Good name, I heard that my father is a big man. I will introduce myself. My name is..." The young man thought about it and felt like he wanted to make a name on the spot, "My name is Sophie Yaning sp Satan 2nd, please take care of him in the future."

Well, this is definitely a name compiled on site.

"I feel... your father is a big man." The fishman has deposed the destruction god and has remembered the name of this second generation.

"Then now there is a key question we have to face... If we want to sail, we don't have a ship. Can you build a ship? Can the rotten wood under your feet be used to build a ship?"

The fishman finally felt that he could not continue talking. This man was too ignorant of himself as an outsider. "Slowly, I have no intention of being a pirate. Besides, why did I sail for no reason?"

Comrade Satan 2 stood up and answered the question of the fishman friend with a very firm attitude, "Why do you need to sail? Do you still need to ask such a simple question?"

"Even if the world is heading for destruction... no, even if the world is destroyed, human beings are still a kind of creature that pursues freedom, right?"

“There is nothing more free than navigation.”

Comrade II's eyes were shiny, and the unjust child seemed to be a little infected by his words.

but……
Chapter completed!