Pirate: Eternal

Chapter 150 What is a hero?

Vlad's cooking skills have been recognized by the Whitebeard Pirates and Cervantes of the Celestial Dragon. His craftsmanship is definitely among the best in the sea. Even if this group of pirates has seen the world with Rocks, they will definitely be impressed. them.

As the saying goes, when you are in doubt, just make hot pot.

After a hot pot of Neptune meat slices came down, except for the original cook on the ship who had a stern look on his face, everyone else was full of food and wine.

"You did a great job. His room is yours."

The second mate burped, picked out the meat residue from his mouth with a toothpick, and pointed to the original cook on the ship.

Well, this world is so cruel. If someone does better than you, you have to move around.

"Thank you, mate, you can order whatever you want to eat tomorrow!"

Vlad immediately agreed, and took advantage of the situation to build a relationship with the second mate who was in charge of life.

The second mate nodded with satisfaction, showed an expression that said you are very sensible and have a bright future, patted his belly and went to the island to have some fun.

After the second mate walked away, Vlad suddenly turned his head to look at the (former) cook who had been staring at him, and said fiercely: "Go and wash the dishes and pots, otherwise I will throw you into the sea to feed the fish." !”

The cook looked at him deeply, and then quietly cleaned up the mess on the table without saying a word.

Seeing this, Vlad narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his chin towards Marcus.

Marcus nodded to show that he had received it, and was about to go to the kitchen with the cook who had put away the dishes and washed the dishes, but Vlad stopped him again.

"Wait until he finishes washing the dishes before we start, otherwise we have to wash them ourselves."

"You are really talented!"

Marcus gave a thumbs up. This guy really wanted to squeeze all the value out of a person before he died.

This is not to blame for Vlad's cruelty. Generally, there is not one single room per person on a pirate ship like on the King's Spaceship. Those who have no status here can only hang hammocks on the lower deck.

If you were crowded into a small space with a bunch of pirates who didn't like to sleep cleanly, had foot odor, body odor, and even various infectious diseases, your life would be short-lived for at least a few decades.

Vlad took away his personal room, which was considered a life-and-death feud.

The pirate ship will set sail tomorrow morning. After Marcus is left alone to solve the hidden dangers on the ship, the others return to the island to buy sheets, bedding, hammocks and cigarettes.

The single room was certainly not big enough for the big men, so Vlad decided to leave the room to Cervantes. He and several others bought brand new hammocks to sleep on the deck.

The pirates are quite peaceful in Dressrosa. It seems that they paid protection money to Locks. They are too poor to settle in Happy Street, but there is still a red light district. Tonight, the pirates have become the mainstream of consumption.

"You go shopping, I'll go in and take a look around."

Passing by the red light district, Paine couldn't walk anymore. He was breathing heavily and waved to Vlad and the others.

"Look at the fart!"

Vlad held him by the neck and walked away, lecturing him as he went.

"This kind of place is not like a high-end place like Happy Street. It is full of infectious diseases. If you dare to go there, I will kick you out of our loving bad boy alliance!"

"Woooooooo x﹏x, little sister..."

Paine was like a child who wanted a toy but was ruthlessly dragged away by Vlad.

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The next day

The pirates who had completed the last indulgence of their lives set sail in the morning light on a huge sailboat that could accommodate 500 people.

Early in the morning, Vlad and Ozma went to the kitchen to work, one cooking and the other chopping vegetables. No one cared about the disappearance of the previous cook.

After Cervantes, Paine, and Marcus finished tying the sails, they went to the lower deck to row the oars. The captain of the ship was playing crazy on the island last night and delayed the sailing time. Now he has to Rush the journey.

In the middle of the journey, Vlad came to the deck from the kitchen and took a look. The direction of travel was not towards the next island in Dressrosa at all. It was more than 90 degrees different from the direction recorded by the pointer on his wrist.

The sea is not like land. Just a slight deviation can lead to a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles. If you lose your way, there is not even a sign.

"How's the potato curry going?"

Seeing Vlad smoking and meditating on the deck, the second officer came over and smacked his teeth and asked.

"The spiciness is absolutely authentic. If it doesn't taste good, kill me!"

Vlad assured, patting his chest.

"Young man is very motivated. After we occupy the Valley of the Gods, I will recommend you to Captain Rocks!"

The second officer, who was just over two meters tall, stood on tiptoes and patted Vlad on the shoulder with satisfaction, then hummed an unknown ditty and went to find someone to gamble with.

After the second mate left, Vlad took out a towel and wiped his shoulders in disgust, scoffing at his words.

This guy can only be regarded as Locks's younger brother's younger brother. Perhaps he hasn't said a word to Rocks since he joined the pirate group. This is just to fool him because he is young.

Dog day!

Keep a notebook to remember!

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sunset dusk

The blood-stained sunset turned the sea level into bright red. Vlad followed the second officer's order and asked some pirates to move more than 30 barrels of rum to the deck, so that the pirates could line up to receive their own cup.

The treatment of pirates is definitely not so good in normal times, but now this is similar to the last supper. I don't know how many people will die in the Valley of the Gods, so the food will naturally be improved.

While the pirates were drinking and chatting about vegetarianism, Vlad gradually saw other ships with the flag of the Rocks Pirates appearing on the route. It seemed that they were approaching the rendezvous point.

When night fell, the speed of the ship gradually slowed down, and a dense group of pirates gathered around it, and all kinds of curses and howls could be heard.

This was the first time for Vlad to see this kind of scene. All he could see were densely packed pirate ships. Some familiar pirates were saying hello across the ship, and some who were once enemies started to confront each other across the sea.

Just when the pirates were getting a little impatient, a brightly lit island floated over from a distance, and a heroic and domineering voice soon reached everyone's ears.

"I am Lox D. Gibek, the king who will overthrow the Celestial Dragons and become the master of the world. You will have the honor to follow me and witness the birth of great history!"

On the small island, several figures stood facing the wind. The leader's long black hair was fluttering. Although he was not the largest among them, he naturally attracted everyone's attention.

"Rox!"

"Rox!"

"Rox!"

"..."

I don't know who started, and hundreds of thousands of pirates below began to shout Rox's name with all their strength. The deafening sound broke through the sky, and the clouds that covered the bright moon retreated.

Vlad felt his blood boiling when he was in it. This is what a man should do in life: drink the strongest wine, play with the wildest dogs, and sleep with the most beautiful women!

did you see it?

Those big pirates such as White Beard, Golden Lion, Big Mom and others who will be powerful in the future can only stand behind him and can only be a backdrop!